The Marquise: I Earn My Own Worship

Chu Qinling had no objection. He was just worried that Shen Shiwei might be unwilling. Then he immediately said, "Mother, you know my child's body. If they don't want to, there's no need to force them."

Queen Zhu nodded to indicate that she understood.

This child is straightforward by nature and too kind-hearted in the royal family. He cannot be an emperor with such a personality.

Queen Zhu ordered someone to summon Song Shengfu and Shen Shiwei to tell them the news.

That’s right, it’s about informing rather than discussing.

She stood under the window, looking at the bright moon in the sky, as if she was reminiscing, or thinking.

This is fate, don't blame me.

After receiving the Queen's imperial edict, everyone at Duan Bo's Mansion sat together to discuss the matter.

Everyone was silent, knowing why the queen came.

"It seems the Queen favors Sister Wei."

Duan Jingzong sighed slightly. He himself was a sickly person and knew what it would take to marry a sickly person.

He really couldn't bear to see his niece step into this fire pit.

Mrs. Lu had the same idea. Although she never complained on a daily basis, it was because she truly loved Brother Zong, but even so, she already felt very bitter.

"Is there any other solution?"

Lu didn't finish her words. This kind of thing can't be said openly.

Everyone was silent, looking at each other.

"What does Sister Wei think?"

Sister Wei, who had been sitting there without saying a word, raised her head. Her eyes were firm, and she was not worried about her future.

"Sister Wei is willing."

Everyone was shocked. They had never discussed Wei Jie'er's marriage before, so they didn't know what Wei Jie'er was thinking.

Song Shengfu thought about it for a while and asked softly, "Sister Wei, do you really think so?"

Sister Wei always had a faint smile on her face and nodded gently.

"Grandma, uncle, and aunt, please listen to Sister Wei."

Sister Wei sat in a dignified posture, and every word she spoke came from the heart.

"Although Sister Wei's surname is Shen, she has been raised in the Marquis's Mansion since her mother passed away. Deep down, Sister Wei has long considered herself a member of the Marquis's Mansion. From childhood to adulthood, I have always received the Marquis's favor. You hired a teacher for me and allowed me to attend the girls' school, so that I could understand the meaning of morality, etiquette, and the meaning of the Spring and Autumn Annals."

"I've read a lot and understood a lot of things, which is something that can't be bought back with any amount of money. I'm very grateful to you, especially Grandma, for teaching me so many things. In my heart, you're the closest person to Wei Jie'er."

"Of course, I also understand the situation of the Bo Mansion. Sister Wei is willing to contribute to the Bo Mansion, and I hope you can support my decision."

Sister Wei finished speaking in one breath and then breathed a sigh of relief.

"No, no, kid!"

Mrs. Lu was the first to speak. She hugged Sister Wei and said distressedly, "You are still young and don't understand these things. Marriage is not a matter of one or two people. There are many principles involved. If you make rash decisions when you are young, it will be difficult to regret it later."

The Lu family has walked this road before, and this road is too difficult.

Wei Jie'er is not her biological child, but she is always by her side. In fact, she treats her as a half-daughter in her heart.

"Sister Wei, the Bo family doesn't need to sacrifice you to gain a better future. All you need to do is say you don't want to..."

"Uncle."

Sister Wei interrupted Duan Jing'an, and her determined eyes told everyone present her decision.

"I am willing to become the Sixth Prince's consort. I have made up my mind."

Late at night, everyone had left, and Song Shengfu left Wei Jie'er in her room.

Sister Wei still fell asleep snuggled up to her grandmother, just like when she was a child.

"I just want to talk to you, why did you bring a pillow and quilt with you?"

Song Shengfu looked at Sister Wei who was lying next to her with some amusement.

Sister Wei leaned sideways, looking at the old lady who looked much older than when she was a child, with a hint of coquettishness in her tone.

"Grandma, Sister Wei just missed you. Can't she sleep with you?"

Song Shengfu sat on the edge of the bed with her clothes draped over her. She looked at the older girl sleeping inside and said unhappily, "Can I, can I, or else I'll kick you out now?"

She tightened her clothes and said, "Even though I'm old, you still don't despise me, an old woman."

"How could I dislike you? Now that you're old, are you no longer your granddaughter's grandmother? When she was little, she slept with you, but now that she's grown up, she can't? I think you dislike me, right?"

Sister Wei said this with a smile, and the two consecutive questions left Song Shengfu speechless.

"You have a lot of reasons, but let me ask you something."

Song Shengfu became serious for a rare moment and looked at Sister Wei seriously.

"I know, you want to talk about the Sixth Prince's Consort."

Sister Wei lay there comfortably, looking at the auspicious pattern of five blessings embroidered on the bed curtain.

Song Shengfu nodded. "There's no one here now. Tell your grandmother what you're thinking."

Sister Wei turned her head and saw the worry in the old lady's eyes. She was happy in her heart, thinking that her grandmother really couldn't bear to leave her.

"Grandma, I'm not lying. I sincerely want to marry the Sixth Prince."

As soon as the thought flashed through Song Shengfu's mind, Sister Wei quickly explained, "It has nothing to do with love."

She knew what the old lady was thinking at a glance.

She also sat up, bent her knees and hugged the quilt, and the shadows of the two people were very long under the candlelight.

"Grandma, do you think there really is such an undying love in the world as described in the storybooks?"

Sister Wei is a fan of storybooks, which is very similar to Brother Kang.

She had met her elder uncle and younger uncle. Perhaps because of the family tradition, both of them had only one wife and did not take concubines.

So she once believed in the so-called love that lasts until death and that one person is devoted to one person for the rest of his life.

But she saw everything differently in the girls' school.

The stories in her classmates' homes made her realize that legends are just legends, not reality.

Song Shengfu shook her head. She didn't know how to tell Sister Wei.

She had seen this kind of love before, but not in this era.

She said yes, and Wei Jie'er might believe it, but she didn't want Wei Jie'er to be immersed in the so-called theory of true love in the future.

She should be sober, independent and autonomous.

Instead of becoming someone's wife, daughter-in-law, or mother, and then losing yourself like Mrs. Lu once did.

"Love is the most illusory thing in the world, you can't catch it or hold it."

Love is just an additive in life, not a necessity in life.

Love makes people happy, but it cannot fill their stomachs.

When Sister Wei heard her grandmother say this, she understood what she meant.

My grandmother didn't believe it, and coincidentally, she didn't either.

"I do not believe."