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

One sentence, four words.

The entire Song Mansion suddenly became quiet. Even though Song Zhi was not in the front yard, he could feel the awkward and helpless atmosphere in the front yard.

Song Zhi thought about it again and again, and decided to sneak out to see this "ghost scene".

Everyone present was smart. Even though they had different thoughts in their minds, they still bowed according to the rules and welcomed the emperor to his seat.

Song Yang reacted very quickly and walked forward and warmly took the emperor to sit at the main table.

The emperor's face was so gloomy that it looked like water was about to drip out. He looked at Mu Nanqi with gritted teeth.

"You really don't want to pay your respects to me when you get married?"

Mu Nanqi remained calm, "The wedding ceremony time has passed. It was the emperor himself who arrived late and missed it."

The emperor's face darkened even more. "Why haven't I caught up with you? Don't you have any idea?!"

Today he specially finished the morning court early and rushed here, but he encountered one problem after another on the way, which blocked his progress and made him miss the time for the wedding ceremony.

If one or two things can be called coincidences, then three or four things cannot be called coincidences.

Who least wants him to be here? The answer is self-evident.

The emperor was holding his anger, but he couldn't vent it out, so he could only stare and try to get an explanation.

But what explanation could Mu Nanqi give?

He had no intention of admitting that he was the one who tripped him up.

He said calmly, "I don't know."

The emperor was so angry that he couldn't breathe and almost died.

He was very confused. Mu Nanqi had clearly accepted all the things he had given him a few days ago. He thought they had reconciled, but he didn't expect that Mu Nanqi had no intention of forgiving him at all.

But this was in public, and the emperor was a man who cared about his reputation, so he naturally wouldn't beg Mu Nanqi for forgiveness as humbly as he would when no one was around.

His face turned cold. "I admit that I neglected you in the past, but you can't keep holding on to past mistakes. Third brother, blood is thicker than water. I am the person closest to you in this world. Why do you have to be so heartless?"

Mu Nanqi's expression was indifferent, "I dare not approach you."

The emperor was so angry that his face turned green.

Even if he wanted to repair his relationship with Mu Nanqi, he still felt humiliated after being blatantly humiliated like this.

He looked around and said, as if offering a way out, "If you ask Song Zhi to come out, let's toast me another cup of tea and this matter will be over."

If ordinary officials and common people heard what the emperor said, they would have already taken this step.

In their eyes, the emperor's personal presence on their wedding day was enough for them to brag about for three generations.

But Mu Nanqi is not an ordinary official or citizen.

He stared at the emperor with his narrow eyes. His tone was respectful, but his eyes were cold.

"This is not auspicious. I hope the Emperor will revoke his order."

He was neither humble nor arrogant, and his figure was slender and straight like a jade tree.

As he said this, a chill ran down his body.

The emperor didn't expect that he would not agree to this request, and he immediately became angry.

"Third brother, you are too arrogant. Do you really think that I must have you as my son?!"

Who in the past few decades dared to speak to him like that! He had long been accustomed to being at the top, and no one dared to refute any decision he made.

But Mu Nanqi challenged him again and again, not giving him any face at all.

Mu Nanqi said: "The emperor has many children, so naturally he won't insist on having only one."

After being retorted repeatedly, the emperor finally couldn't sit still anymore and stood up with a gloomy face.

"I've really spoiled you so much during this period that you don't even have the most basic etiquette. Since you don't welcome me here, I don't want to stay here either. I hope you don't regret it."

After saying this, the emperor angrily waved his sleeves and left.

The scene was extremely quiet, and the originally lively atmosphere seemed a little depressing.

Everyone looked at each other, their hands holding the wine stopped in mid-air, at a loss.

Song Yang and Song Chenfeng quickly stepped forward to liven up the atmosphere. They knew that Mu Nanqi must be in a bad mood at the moment, so they urged him to go to the bridal chamber, lift the veil and drink the wedding wine.

Mu Nanqi really didn't want to deal with such a situation, nor did he want to stay here any longer, so he bowed and said goodbye to everyone without any hesitation.

As soon as Mu Nanqi left, everyone started talking again under the leadership of Song Yang.

Everyone whispered and speculated that the emperor might give up on Mu Nanqi.

Compared to Mu Nanqi's cold and hostile attitude, Mu Yuanzhi's understanding is much better.

It is obviously more appropriate for a person with a broader mind to be the king of a country.

Song Zhi wanted to hit someone when she heard this from behind the courtyard separated by a wall. If Xiao Tao hadn't desperately held onto Kuang Chong and shook her head at her, she would have rushed out long ago.

These people have never experienced what Mu Nanqi has experienced, so they are just talking without any concern.

If the knife doesn't fall on you, you won't feel pain.

Don't persuade others to be kind to others without suffering.

Seeing Mu Nanqi walking towards Qingfeng Courtyard, Song Zhi wrote down the appearance and identity of the people who were talking and quickly ran back with Xiaotao.

This is the advantage of getting married in your own home. Look, although she left openly, everyone just lowered their heads and continued doing their own things as if they didn't see her.

Even if a few servants accidentally bumped into her head-on, they quickly turned around and walked away as if they didn't see her, as if she was a transparent person.

Song Zhi walked quickly and soon returned to the bridal chamber.

The moment Mu Nanqi stepped into the yard, she had already put the veil back on herself.

Xiaotao took all the servants away consciously, and the room was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

Song Zhi heard footsteps approaching her step by step, and her heart began to beat violently.

To be honest, this was the first time she had experienced this.

After all, in his previous life, Mu Qinghan didn't follow all these etiquettes. He left her alone in the bridal chamber, making her the laughing stock of the entire East Palace.

The seat beside her sank, and Mu Nanqi sat down next to her.

Through the veil, she heard Ling Ling Ru Yue's voice, "Didn't you take off the veil? Why are you putting it back on?"

Song Zhi: “???”

Her first reaction was that there might be a traitor!

However, just as she was thinking about everyone around her, she heard Mu Nanqi approach and say, "Who taught you to watch the fun like this, huh?"

His voice was deep and magnetic, and because he had been drinking, there was a faint smell of alcohol in his breath.

Song Zhi sighed awkwardly. Does this guy have such sharp eyes? She was able to be seen even though she was hiding so tightly.

Since she had been discovered, she pretended to pull off her veil again.

As soon as I put my hand on the veil, a slightly cold hand pressed it down.

"I come."

When he touched the veil, his breathing became a little disordered and his fingers trembled slightly.

He took a deep breath, as if the act of removing the veil was extremely sacred. After making all the preparations, he gently pulled the veil, and it slid down between the two of them.

The red candles are swaying, creating an intoxicating atmosphere.

Song Zhi's eyes were crystal clear, and they met Mu Nanqi's gaze.

Her cheeks were a light pink, like peach blossoms blooming in spring.