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

The long procession of betrothal gifts took a long time to put all the gifts in.

It is said that on that day, the betrothal team was so huge that the deafening sound seemed to echo throughout the entire capital.

The red silk fluttered in the wind like a burning flame.

The servants carrying the betrothal gifts walked in unison, the burdens on their shoulders filled with precious betrothal gifts.

Glittering jewellery, soft and precious silks, as well as exquisite porcelain and jade...

The brilliant colors are dazzling.

Wherever the team went, people stopped to watch.

No one had ever thought that the man who was obviously going to be the son-in-law of the wife's family had given such a huge betrothal gift with such a grand ceremony. This must have meant that he had given away all his wealth.

There are mixed reviews on this.

Most of the women showed envious expressions and wished that the betrothal gifts could be sent to their own homes.

The men, however, disagreed, and some even expressed criticism.

In the first place, many people choose to be a son-in-law because they have no ability and no family background. Now, this is the first case that disrupts the market. How can those who want to be a son-in-law in the future get by?

Those people were cursing, so maybe they would have to pay a betrothal gift before coming to my house in the future!

Why bother going there? Just get married directly.

However, more people are rational. They understand that Mu Nanqi's special and unique example cannot determine anything.

The rules for being a son-in-law will remain the same in the future.

Song Yang did not keep the betrothal gifts for himself, but asked his servants to carry the things in boxes to Song Zhi's private warehouse.

Xie Yinyin invited Mu Nanqi to have dinner.

She now regards Mu Nanqi as her own son-in-law, and the more she looks at him, the more satisfied she is.

Almost all the dishes prepared on the table were the favorites of their younger generations. Xie Yinyin happily served the dishes to everyone, enjoying such a warm moment.

Song Yang said, "Your Aunt Xie and I have already looked into it. There are several good dates in October next year. How about setting the wedding date for October next year?"

Song Zhi: "Ah? There's still so much time left. If you delay, something might go wrong. If not, let's do it this month. There should be good days this month as well."

Song Yang, "This month is too rushed."

"What about next month? Next month we..."

Song Yang picked up a piece of shrimp with chopsticks and stuffed it into Song Zhi's mouth, covering his old face and said, "Be more reserved."

Song Zhi wanted to say something else, but Song Yang stuffed another shrimp into his mouth.

"In half a year, it can't be any faster."

This is Song Yang's bottom line.

He wanted his daughter to marry off in a grand manner, not to marry her off hastily and casually.

"Okay, thank you for your help, uncle."

Mu Nanqi is easy to talk to.

Song Zhi glared at him. Why did he agree so quickly? She wanted to bargain until three months later!

It’s not that she hates to get married, but she doesn’t know how long she can keep the title of son-in-law.

What if the dog emperor suddenly has a brain storm or Mu Yuanzhi suddenly has an idea and interferes?

The most important thing is, if the ring is found to prove his identity, how could the dog emperor allow Mu Nanqi to be his son-in-law again?

Song Zhi suddenly felt that the chicken leg in the bowl was no longer fragrant.

Noticing Song Zhi's change of mood, Mu Nanqi said, "I can enter the Song family tree first."

Song Zhi still felt unsafe.

"This family tree may be very useful within the family. Who cares about it outside the Song family? It's okay as long as they don't recognize it."

"But if you can't keep this marriage, you can break it up even if you get married. What's the difference from now?" Song Chenfeng asked his doubts with an innocent face.

Song Zhi snorted, that's a huge difference.

After getting married, you can sleep in the same bed, you can lust after his body openly, and you can test whether he is capable or not.

How can we not get married?

She just couldn't say these words to Song Chenfeng, so she tried to struggle.

"How about four months later?"

If possible, it would be two months earlier.

Song Yang also wanted his daughter to get married happily as soon as possible, but Mu Nanqi's identity was too complicated.

The past six months have been a test for him as an old father.

If they can pass the test and get married successfully, then the lovers will finally get married.

If she fails, at least Song Zhi will still be a girl and have a chance to find a good match in the future.

Song Yang looked up at the sky. He was really worried.

When he lowered his head, he cruelly rejected Song Zhi, "Don't even think about it. If I say half a year, it means half a year."

Song Zhi knew that there was no room for negotiation on this matter, so he picked up the chicken leg in the bowl and started eating again.

Today's betrothal went very smoothly. In less than half a day, the whole capital knew about it.

In the palace, Mu Yuanzhi was reporting to the emperor on the delivery of cotton clothes.

Eunuch Li hurried in and seemed to be hesitant to speak.

The emperor waved his hand and said, "Speak, the prince is not an outsider."

Eunuch Li then said, "Your Majesty, Third Prince... Mu Nanqi has come to the Song Mansion today to propose marriage. The betrothal gifts have piled up in the entire courtyard, and the news has spread all over the capital."

The emperor's eyes narrowed, "He actually dared to do this! A son-in-law! What a son-in-law!"

Mu Yuanzhi was also caught off guard by this sudden news, but he reacted quickly.

"Father, even if Third Brother is removed from the Jade Plate, the royal blood in his bones cannot be erased. Do you really want to bring shame to the royal family?"

The emperor threw the book in his hand heavily on the table and said, "I will not let this happen."

Mu Yuanzhi's eyes moved, "Third brother's salary has always been low, how could he possibly afford such a large betrothal gift? It's really unbelievable."

The emperor frowned even more tightly, slowly walked to Mu Yuanzhi, and suddenly slapped him.

"Father!"

Mu Yuanzhi knelt down immediately without caring about the pain on his face.

The emperor said coldly, "I am not old enough to fail to see your provocations. Although I dislike him, I will not let you provoke him into using me as a pawn with just a few words."

"My son, I know my mistake."

"Humph, you need to know how you got your position as the crown prince."

The emperor exuded the majesty of an emperor. "If I and her Han'er were still here, how could you have reached this position? Don't try to challenge me."

It’s true that he likes Mu Yuanzhi. He protects him in front of outsiders and even does a lot of things to pave the way for him.

But there is one premise that has never changed.

He has to give all these things away on his own initiative.

If he doesn't give it to you, no one can snatch it away, let alone try to get it by trickery.

A hint of resentment flashed across Mu Yuanzhi's eyes, but there was no trace of it on his face.

He lowered his posture so low that it seemed as if the emperor could trample him back into the mud at any time if he wanted to.

The emperor was very pleased with him and stretched out a hand to pull him up.

"I hit you because I want to wake you up so that you know what you should and shouldn't do."

Mu Yuanzhi said respectfully, "I understand your father's good intentions."

The emperor nodded and said, "I'll leave the matter of the betrothal gifts to you to investigate."

"Yes, I obey your orders."