Marry my elder sister? Fine! I'll give you the letter of annulment and marry someone else.

Song Zhi's eyes widened, and he said with a strange expression: "He shouldn't be provoking you."

Ah Luan waved her hand, "I think so. If it doesn't work out, I'll just fight him one-on-one again."

Song Zhi mourned for his brother for three seconds in his heart, and patted her shoulder earnestly, "Since he can't beat you, stop humiliating him."

Ah Luan agreed, "That's right, you have a point, then let it go."

The Song Mansion was soon decorated with lights and colorful decorations, and Song Zhi also handed out invitations to all the guests who needed to be invited.

Since Song Yang was reinstated, many officials who had previously stayed away from the Song Mansion began to visit him again to make friends with him.

She did a rough calculation and found that the number of guests was even greater than she had imagined.

In fact, marrying a second wife with such a grand ceremony is a bit too grand, but Song Yang just wants to welcome Xie Yinyin into the family in this way, and Song Zhi is happy to fulfill their wish.

Soon, the wedding day arrived.

Song Yang looked high-spirited in his wedding dress, and he seemed to have become several years younger.

He got up before dawn and started to go through a series of etiquette and rules. It was not until almost noon that he brought the bride Xie Yinyin back to the mansion and began to worship heaven and earth.

As the couple bowed to each other, Song Chenfeng pinched Song Zhi's sleeve and shed tears silently, "Sister, after more than ten years of regret, you finally got what you wanted today. It's so touching."

Song Zhi pulled out his sleeves in disgust and said, "Don't embarrass yourself on such a happy day."

Song Chenfeng felt aggrieved and turned to Aluan with sobs.

Ah Luan quickly stepped aside, "Don't drag me into this if you want to embarrass yourself."

But the moment she lowered her head, Song Zhi saw tears sparkling in Aluan's eyes.

Song Zhi was about to say something to comfort her when he heard A Luan say, "You don't have to say anything. I'm just happy for her."

With the ceremonial officer's loud shout of "The ceremony is over", Xie Yinyin was sent to the backyard.

Song Yang stayed to drink with everyone. After Song Zhi settled Mu Nanqi, he hurried up to greet the guests.

There was no one present who didn't know Mu Nanqi, and everyone naturally knew Mu Nanqi's current identity and embarrassing situation.

The area within a one-meter radius where Mu Nanqi was was so quiet that it was almost eerie.

Other places away from his vicinity were so lively that it seemed like another world.

But Mu Nanqi himself didn't think there was anything unusual. He sat there calmly, with no expression on his cold and handsome face.

However, his appearance is so good-looking that he still attracts the attention of many women.

Someone brave enough came up to him and asked tentatively, "Master Qi, are you really going to be the son-in-law of the Song family?"

Mu Nanqi's expression remained unchanged as he hummed a nasal sound, "Hmm."

"There are still many options for being a son-in-law. Many noble ladies have come today. Why don't you take your pick, Mr. Qi?"

"I just want her."

Looking at Song Zhi who was looking bright and cheerful not far away, his tone did not allow for any objection.

Such a blunt attitude seemed very cold, and there was obviously no intention to continue the conversation.

The women looked heartbroken and left in disappointment.

Seeing this, the other women who were eager to try had to give up the idea.

Most of the guests did not notice the little episode here, and most of them focused their attention on today's protagonist Song Yang.

Amidst the laughter and joy, the butler suddenly came over and said, "Miss, the Crown Prince is here."

Song Zhi was surprised. She remembered that she did not invite Mu Yuanzhi.

But since the person has come, there is no reason for her to turn him away.

She hurriedly led people to greet him at the door, "Your Highness, I didn't know you were coming, so I didn't go out to greet you. I beg your Highness to forgive me."

Mu Yuanzhi was wearing a white casual suit today, holding a fan in his hand, with a face as white as jade, giving the impression of a peerless gentleman.

He had the servant behind him hand the gift to the steward and said gently, "Just don't blame me, my child, for coming here uninvited. There's nothing wrong with that. Besides, I'm here today as your friend to congratulate your uncle on his big day, not as the Crown Prince. So, there's no need for formalities, just keep drinking."

Song Zhi smiled politely and led the person in.

Even with his words, the people present were still a little reserved.

Mu Yuanzhi looked around and simply walked forward and sat down with Mu Nanqi.

Mu Nanqi had a cold personality and knew that he had gone there without even raising his eyelids.

Even though they were very close, the two did not speak.

Song Zhi continued to greet the guests. Mu Yuanzhi looked at the busy woman and couldn't help but speak first, "A blessing in disguise. Who would have thought that my third brother, who was removed from the jade disc, would be able to be with her openly because of this?"

Mu Nanqi's eyes moved, but he pursed his lips and did not answer.

Mu Yuanzhi added: "If Third Brother really loves her, why don't you think more about her? You can't give her what I can give her."

"..."

Mu Nanqi still didn't answer.

Mu Yuanzhi's peaceful face took on a deeper tone. "You've seen the emperor's attitude. Even if you presented all the evidence, he would still choose to turn a blind eye and let the blame fall on you. The outcome between you and me is decided."

"Now that the winner has been decided, why are you so anxious to come to me and say all this?"

Mu Nanqi finally spoke. He picked up the wine glass, filled it with wine and drank it slowly, his clear eyes and eyebrows full of casualness.

Mu Yuanzhi's eyebrows twitched violently. He took the wine pot and poured himself a glass and drank it all in one gulp, as if he was taking an oath.

"Third brother, I'm determined to have her."

Mu Nanqi's dark eyes darkened a little, "You can try it."

Their eyes met in the air, staring at each other quietly.

A tense atmosphere gradually spread, as if sparks were flying in the air.

Xiao Tao, who was standing by, quietly pulled her mistress, "Miss, look over there. If you don't take care of this slave girl, I'm afraid they'll start fighting."

Song Zhi thought about it for a while. Mu Yuanzhi was in poor health and with his small arms and legs, he obviously could not beat Mu Nanqi.

Since she won't suffer any loss, why should she care?

She continued to greet the guests and did not go over, but in the end, Mu Yuanzhi and Mu Nanqi did not fight.

Because Mu Yuanzhi suddenly started coughing when the cold wind blew on him. It was not a simple cough, but a cough that he couldn't stop and was about to cough out his lungs.

Song Zhi was very afraid that he would die directly in the Song Mansion, so he asked someone to take him to the guest room to rest, and at the same time asked someone to grab the imperial physician who had just picked up a large pork elbow with chopsticks to treat him.

To prove her innocence, she even said to everyone righteously, "As you can see, the Crown Prince's illness has nothing to do with our Song Mansion."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mu Yuanzhi's face became even uglier.

The imperial physician was very efficient and after diagnosis, he said that the prince was not seriously injured, but was just suffering from the sequelae of poisoning.

Song Zhisong breathed a sigh of relief and walked up to Mu Yuanzhi. "Since His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is ill, why don't you return to the palace to recuperate?"