Ru Yue Shu Yun Feng Wen Wan

Song Yue could only tolerate dealing with Su Wanmo, but she didn't want to cause trouble for herself.

Song Yue stood there with no intention of moving, but Su Wanmo spoke first: "If Yueyue doesn't want to, you can be crowned queen immediately. It's just a bit hasty, so I'm sorry to have to put you in such a difficult position."

Song Chaofeng stopped her and said that he needed to discuss it first.

Like an outsider, Su Wanmo was isolated outside and was still on guard against thieves. Even though Song Shichu was scared, he did not retreat even a step.

"Yueyue, don't be too greedy. Steady and down-to-earth is the safest way."

Song Yue expressed his thoughts, which rarely coincided with Liu Yuhan's.

"Naive! Do you really think you can leave so easily then?"

Song Yue was determined, and no amount of persuasion would sway her: "Whether I can leave or not depends on the results of the next few months."

However, there are indeed some risks. If Song Yue was alone, he would not be afraid at all, but the Song family was indeed a little scared.

But she didn't want to back down and didn't think about it for too long. If she did, Su Wanmo might think they were plotting something ulterior motive.

The common problem of late emperors is suspicion and jealousy. Therefore, if one wants to stay, he must consolidate his position in his prime.

Song Yue had some selfish motives. First, she hoped that she would have the opportunity to escape from this cage completely. Second, she didn't want to let this once-in-a-lifetime wedding end in a hurry.

Wanting something is just greed. Disturbed by this sober thought, my mood was low, and I didn't want to talk about it anymore. I decided to leave it until my mind was clear.

Procrastination can wear away your enthusiasm, and at that point rituals will become unnecessary. It can also help you clarify your goals, which is a good solution.

Song Yue didn't want to discuss the matter anymore, but Song's father and mother saw clearly that dragging it out for too long would not be a good thing. It would be much more decent for someone to take the initiative to speak up now than to beg for it later.

Ask her to communicate with them before making any decision.

When Song Yue came out, she saw two people, one big and one small, staring at each other, with a tense atmosphere.

When Su Wanmo saw her come out, she took a step forward, but was blocked by Song Shichu. She was helpless. Song Yue pulled her hand away and was about to go out.

The corner of her clothes was pulled: "Auntie, I want to sleep with you."

Song Yue didn't know why she suddenly wanted to sleep with her. She glanced at Su Wanmo and happily agreed, "Okay! Let's go."

He held her little hand and walked forward. Su Wanmo had no choice but to follow behind, thinking in his mind how to get her away.

But that was clearly impossible. Song Yue followed him everywhere like a pendant, so he had no choice but to go to bed and coax her to sleep. In the side hall, Su Wanmo was extremely nervous. It was clear that this matter couldn't be left unresolved. As long as she didn't give him a firm answer, she must still be planning to escape.

Finally, she no longer heard any noise from next door. Perhaps it was because it was late at night and everyone was asleep. She quietly carried Song Yue away. The bed in the side hall was not as big as hers, but it was still big enough for two of them to lie down on.

"Yueyue, I won't let you leave."

In the middle of the night, Su Wanmo was woken up by soft sobbing. He looked to the side and saw that she was still sleeping soundly. After listening carefully, he realized that the sound came from next door. The eunuch could not find out what was going on, so he had to wake up Song Yue.

He hurried into the hall and followed the sound, only to find Song Shichu curled up in a corner.

"Chuchu?"

Song Shichu only looked up when she heard a familiar voice. She woke up in the middle of the night, only to find that no one was around. In this unfamiliar environment, there was a terrifying person. She couldn't find Song Yue after turning around. Terrible thoughts surfaced in her mind, but she was afraid of the danger in the darkness, so she could only sob quietly to herself.

"Auntie, were you captured by bad guys?"

Song Yue admired the child's train of thought, but she also knew that she was afraid of the dark. Several days and nights in prison had already worn away her courage. It was her fault.

"No, no, it's just that my aunt likes to move around when she sleeps, and she was afraid that she would crush you, so she found a new room. If you are afraid, I will still sleep with you, but you might be woken up by me."

Song Shichu threw herself into her arms: "I want to sleep with my aunt."

Song Yue hugged Song Shichu in the second half of the night. The parts of her body that could not be touched were cold. It was not as peaceful as sleeping with Su Wanmo. The two of them curled up in a ball and felt colder and colder as they slept. Fortunately, the night was not long.

The Prince of Duan went to Jiangnan and brought back a Princess of Duan. They held a wedding banquet on the fourteenth day of the twelfth lunar month. They started making grand arrangements before the guests even arrived in the capital. Su Wanmo naturally didn't have time, so it all became Su Feijue's job. She inexplicably felt that it was good to be a hands-off boss before.

When Su Ci returned to Kyoto, he still hadn't received Song Yue's reply, so Su Wanmo had no choice but to watch her more closely.

But gradually, he couldn't wait any longer, not even a moment longer. He was afraid that she would regret it, and naturally he didn't want her to be so nameless and without status, and he didn't want her to be criticized by the world. He thought it was all his fault, and he couldn't let her go, so he tortured her day by day.

"Yueyue, can I marry you before the New Year?"

Song Yue didn't want to drag it out, and the result was before the New Year. He was so anxious that he didn't even mention whether it was hasty.

He was like a resentful man whose innocence had been taken away. He asked her for a legitimate status every day, and his anxiety and impatience were visibly visible in front of Song Yue.

Song Yue, who was originally emotionally unstable during pregnancy, may have been affected by hormones. She actually felt that he was quite pitiful. It must be the influence of hormones. It was the pregnancy that made her soft-hearted.

Seeing that her belly was slightly visible even through her clothes, Su Wanmo was afraid that she would be even more unwilling to marry him after being criticized, so he made a rare concession.

He promised to let her work in the Imperial Medical Bureau after marriage, and all her positions in the hospital and medical school would be restored. He also did not restrict her to stay in the capital, because even if she wanted to leave the capital, she had to find a reasonable reason. This was his plan, which might be a bit despicable.

But he couldn't imagine life without her.

Song Yue was worn out by his annoyance and finally gave in.

"Really? Yueyue, is it true?"

Song Yue nodded: "If you ask again, it won't be true."

Su Wanmo didn't dare to ask anymore, but he was still very excited and held her in his arms and spun around in circles in the room.

"I asked the Imperial Astronomical Observatory to calculate the date. The 18th of the twelfth lunar month is a good date. Why not set it on the 18th of the twelfth lunar month?"

Everyone agreed. Song Yue didn't want to care about it. Since he said it was a good day, she just let him do it.

Song Yue was sent back to the Song Mansion that day. It would not be convenient to ask her to get married in the palace. All the members of the Song family arrived in the capital safely.

Some places are not as peaceful as this.

Xiqing

"I want his disposal."

"of course can."

Putting down the teacup, the man in black picked up the cloth bag at the door and swaggered out of the store.

……

"Boss, they are so ungrateful, why don't we..."

The man's eyes were fierce, and he was waving his hand in front of his neck, the meaning was self-evident.

"Murder and robbery? When did I start doing something so shameful?"

The man hesitated, unsure of what he meant.

But his look of disdain changed, and was filled with determination and strong interest.