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

Anya Song was dumbfounded.

The Cang family has always been arrogant. Although they are merchants, almost half of the silver in the national treasury is handed over by the Cang family, so they are highly valued by the emperor.

The officials also respected him and no one wanted to make enemies with him.

After all, let alone anything else, in the capital, many famous shops are owned by the Cang family, especially jewelry shops. Their novel styles and unique designs attract many ladies in the inner palace.

It's just that the Cang family is afraid of getting into unnecessary trouble, so they have always deliberately distanced themselves from the ministers and princes in the court. So looking throughout the court, no family is on good terms with the Cang family.

She had heard that Mu Qinghan had visited the Cang family several times to try to win them over, but was politely rejected by Mrs. Cang.

Now, they actually took the initiative to come to Song Yang's birthday party, and seemed to be quite familiar with each other.

Anya Song’s body was stiff, and she stood there without moving.

Sun and Song Yang stood up to greet them. Madam Cang pointed to another carriage at the door and said, "I don't know what you like, so I asked someone to bring a carriage of gifts. Quickly have the servants move it in."

Song Zhi couldn't help but applaud, and whispered to Song Yang: "Look, if he were the richest man, he would give gifts by the truckload, showing his dominance."

Song Yang said: "It's the wealth that is revealed."

While they were sighing, the two of them had already taken their seats.

Madam Cang sat down and took a sip of tea. "My master is still busy at the shop and will arrive late. Fortunately, I brought Jing'er and caught up with him."

Song Yang quickly smiled and said it was no problem.

Cang Qiong winked at Song Zhi, "Young Master, you're quite considerate, aren't you?"

When seeing Cang Jian, one can’t help but think of Mu Nanqi.

He asked her to wait for him, but he still hadn't shown up.

Song Zhi stared at the door in a daze and sighed imperceptibly.

Cang Qi knew what she was thinking and comforted her, "You have to trust Nan Qi. If he says he will come, he will definitely come."

Song Zhi: "Do you trust him very much?"

"Of course."

Cang Qi admired him and said, "Nan Qi has never disappointed anyone."

Song Zhi smiled, he was indeed the man she liked.

Mrs. Cang happened to look over and saw the smiling Song Zhi. Her eyes were filled with regret. "What a good girl! The more I see her, the more I like her. Why don't you like men..."

"Oh my god!"

Seeing that Madam Cang was about to let the cat out of the bag, Cang Qiong hurriedly interrupted loudly, "Well, I'm hungry, let's eat."

Madam Cang frowned and looked at her unlucky son with disdain, "I, Cang Mei, have been wise and intelligent all my life, but how could I have given birth to a useless person like you?"

"Yes, yes, mother, your wisdom and bravery are unparalleled in the world, and your son is far behind."

Afraid that Madam Cang would bring up the past again, Cang Jing quickly served her the food.

After setting up a full plate, he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but he met Song Zhi's meaningful gaze, and was so scared that his hands shook and the chopsticks almost fell on the table.

The arrival of the Cang family undoubtedly added a touch of color to the banquet, and everyone was in a more cheerful mood while chatting and laughing.

The joy belongs to others, but Anya Song has nothing.

She stood aside, feeling out of place and secretly resentful, "Isn't it just making friends with the Cang family? What's so great about it?"

Unexpectedly, just as he finished speaking, another carriage stopped at the door.

The carriage was simple and unpretentious, completely different from the previous luxurious appearance of the Cang family.

However, when the carriage curtain was lifted, a man in a black robe instantly attracted everyone's attention.

His presence made everything around him pale in comparison, and even just standing there doing nothing was incredibly pleasing to the eye.

"Third Prince!"

"It's His Highness the Third Prince!"

The women around exclaimed in low voices and gathered around from all directions.

Mu Nanqi ignored him and walked into the Song Mansion calmly.

Song Zhi took advantage of the fact that everyone's attention was drawn to him, and stood behind him waving at him wildly with joy.

She mouthed to him, "Aqi, I'm here."

The moment Mu Nanqi saw Song Zhi, the coldness in his eyes softened a lot.

He did not respond, but handed over the gift in his hand when others stood up to greet them.

"I'm late, so please don't be so polite."

Sun was confused by the gift, and Song Yang was also completely bewildered.

They couldn't understand why the third prince, who always kept to himself and had a cold personality, suddenly came.

But they quickly reacted and warmly invited him to sit at the table.

Although the people present understood Mu Nanqi's situation in the court, they all admired his ability and talent, so they did not look down on him.

In order to avoid suspicion, only Madam Cang and Cang Jing did not take the initiative to talk.

Song Yang said, "Third Prince, you have shown me favor today. I am deeply grateful."

It is easy to add icing on the cake, but it is difficult to send charcoal in the snow.

As a member of the royal family, Mu Nanqi is willing to stand up and rescue them at this time, risking going against the emperor's wishes. It is really rare.

Mu Nanqi glanced at Song Zhi and said, "Lord Song, your words are too kind. I also have my own selfish reasons for coming here today."

"Oh?" Song Yang's eyes lit up.

Mu Nanqi nodded slightly, "In the past, I was too cold and aloof, so I didn't have many friends. We need to interact more in the future."

In one sentence, stop there.

Song Yang smiled and said, "The Third Prince is right."

The whole audience was having a great time, completely ignoring Anya Song standing aside.

Song Yale's face was distorted with anger, but no one paid any attention.

She looked at everyone with hatred and said through gritted teeth, "Ya'er, let's go."

When we reached the door, countless carriages suddenly came galloping from all directions.

The carriage kicked up clouds of dust, looking very anxious.

Before Song Yale knew what was happening, she saw court ministers with their female relatives getting off the carriage one after another.

Holding gift boxes in their hands, they rushed into the Song Mansion one after another.

Just as Song Yale was about to speak, she was pushed aside by a minister who was anxious to surpass his predecessors.

"Borrowed, borrowed."

The minister said this without even looking at her, leaving her with only a hurried back view.

Soon, all the ministers rushed into the Song Mansion.

Anya Song's face was gloomy and she almost bit her lips, her expression almost out of control.

Yaer reminded from the side, "Crown Princess, there are so many people around here, why don't we go back to the palace first and make a long-term plan."

When Song Yale raised her eyes, she saw many women who admired Mu Nanqi and people watching the fun standing on the street.

Today she had wanted to humiliate the Song family for their poverty, but she was the one being humiliated.

She gritted her teeth, closed her eyes and took a deep breath, "Let's go back to the palace."

Yaer quickly helped Song Yale get on the carriage and left without staying for a moment.

Inside the Song Mansion, all the ministers rushed towards Song Yang holding gifts, returning to their previous flattering expressions.

They all said auspicious congratulations, and didn't care even if Song Yang gave them a cold face.

The noisy scene was making people feel dizzy. Song Yang stood up and said sternly: "Everyone, please go back. Our Song Mansion is too small to be worthy of such great Buddhas."

These ministers naturally knew that their initial absence had angered Song Yang, but at this point they could only shamelessly say, "Sir Song, that's not true. We were just delayed on the way and arrived a little late."

They looked hesitantly at the empty tables, waiting for someone from the Song Mansion to invite them to sit down.