The princess is the only one in Xuanmen, and she is reborn to lift the lid of the prince's coff

Li's legs kept shaking: "Oh no! Oh no! The Marquis' Mansion will definitely be angry with us again!"

"Not necessarily." Song Ming wiped his face. "It's been a few days since we apologized, but the Marquis' Mansion hasn't come to cancel the engagement. I guess they still recognize the marriage!"

"Right, right!" Li's shaking feet stopped, and a gleam in her eyes flashed: "It seems that our Chuchu still has a chance!"

Song Chuchu also perked up: "As long as I can finalize my relationship with the prince before Song Wu's wedding, will there be a turning point for the Bo Mansion?"

Song Ming nodded, "Before the Marquis' Mansion finds out anything unusual, it would be best if you and Song Wu get married on the same day, so that we don't have to worry!

Although Song Wu has the title of a talented woman, she is still just a peasant girl. Our Chuchu is a real noble lady. When the time comes, your status as a real daughter of the uncle's mansion will definitely bring glory to the Ji family's mansion!"

He thought for a moment and continued, "When the time comes, we'll give you a larger dowry. Wouldn't that offset the previous resentment in the Marquisate?"

The entire Song family looked at Song Chuchu expectantly, and she already had a plan in mind.

It should not be impossible to deal with the prince and at the same time try to set the wedding date on the same day as Song Wu.

She quickly gave several people a positive answer.

Song Chuchu's peach blossom letter was delivered to the Marquis' Mansion the next morning.

"I've been feeling a bit unwell lately due to a cold. Lying on my bed, I only miss you. The shadows of flowers swaying outside the window are just like my longing for you. If you have time, I hope you can see me."

Ji Bozhou opened it and threw it into the trash can.

This scene happened to be seen by Ji Cheng who came to find Ji Bozhou.

Ji Cheng picked up the note he had thrown away, "Oh! The real daughter of the Song family invited me!"

"I won't go." Ji Bozhou said in a cold voice.

Ji Cheng shook his head. "Whether I go to see you or not, I'm here just to tell you that Prince Jin will be getting married in seven days!"

"Seven days later?!"

Ji Bozhou hadn't expected it to happen so quickly, "Is Prince Jin not well?"

Ji Cheng smiled deeply, "It's already a great honor for him to be alive until now, isn't it?"

Ji Bozhou nodded and said, "Then I guess Princess Song Wu stopped laughing not long after she got married."

Ji Cheng straightened the letter and placed it in front of him. "The Song family has two phoenixes. Since one of them is going to marry a dead person, wouldn't it be a good idea to keep the other one tied up in the Marquis' Mansion?"

Ji Bozhou's eyes were gloomy. He tossed and turned for a few moments, thinking again and again, and finally took the letter from Ji Cheng's hand.

"Si Luan." Ji Cheng took a few steps and finally turned back. "We have different divisions of labor, but we all have responsibilities on our shoulders. You understand better than anyone what to do at each critical moment. Personal relationships never come first!"

Ji Bozhou held the pink note in his hand, the light in his eyes dimmed, and there was no more ripple in an instant.

An hour later, in Xuexiangju, Song Chuchu was in turmoil.

"Brother Prince, Chuchu thought you wouldn't come!" Her nose and eyes were red, and it was obvious that she had been looking forward to it many times and had cried many times.

Ji Bozhou smiled calmly, "Chu Chu is ill and specially invited me, how could I not come!"

"It's not a serious illness, I just want to talk to the prince."

Song Chuchu wiped the corners of her eyes and looked at Ji Bozhou's expression: "I didn't expect that now that my eldest sister is gone, the prince is still willing to come to see Chuchu. Chuchu really thinks that the prince is the best man in the world."

She gave him a coquettish smile and said, "Before, for the sake of my brother, the prince, I asked to leave many times, and we tried our best to keep you.

Now she has done something that has embarrassed the prince, and her parents also think it has gone too far. So this time when she asked to leave, we let her go..."

Hearing this, Ji Bozhou's eyes darkened slightly, and after a long while, he managed a forced smile. "Well, thank you for the Bofu's appreciation. You did a good job! Then let her go!"

In fact, Ji Bozhou had never expected that before he could figure out how to embarrass Song Wu and make her regret it, the Bo Mansion had already done it before him.

I have to say, it suits him very well!

Seeing Ji Bozhou's emotions overflowing, Song Chuchu continued, "The Song family has also offended Prince Jin and the Queen Mother because of this. Just yesterday, my father was transferred to the horse farm. The daughter I have doted on for more than ten years has cut off all ties with me just because she has climbed into a wealthy family. Not only that, she has also offended the royal family. My father is really suffering and can't express it..."

Song Chuchu sighed, looking disappointed and lost.

Ji Bozhou pretended not to understand the meaning of the words and did not respond.

It happened to be noon, and the maids in Song Chuchu's room had set out the lunch early and were waiting for Ji Bozhou to wash his hands and wipe his face. After a while, a table full of delicious and exquisite dishes and snacks were served.

Song Chuchu pretended to sort out her emotions and said lively, "It's just right for the prince to come. Come have a meal with Chuchu!"

Song Chuchu touched her belly. Ji Bozhou was just guessing when she heard her say, "I was sick yesterday, but thinking about what happened in the past few days, I couldn't eat. Now that I see my brother, the prince, Chuchu feels that everything is fine!"

She was petite, and her eyes were shining and her face was red when she looked at Ji Bozhou, which made Ji Bozhou unable to refuse.

"Okay, then I'll have dinner with Chuchu first."

Song Chuchu lifted the brocade quilt, and a faint fragrance instantly spread out.

Her inner garment was different from those of the maids in Ji Bozhou's room. It was not a loose style. Ji Bozhou couldn't help but take a second look.

The dress has a unique pink plum blossom pattern, a slightly open neckline, and tassels that partially cover the exposed waist. The lower body does not reach the knees, tightly binding the hips and legs, and is also decorated with tassels at the bottom, which makes the whole person look curvaceous and exquisite.

It is indescribably chic, yet not vulgar or kitsch, and instead has a bit of the playfulness of a young girl facing the summer.

Seeing Ji Bozhou looking at her for a while, Song Chuchu's face suddenly turned red, "Brother Prince, don't look at me like that. It's just summer now and I want to stay cool, so I came up with some tricks to please others!"

These ideas were thought up by the palace servants in her previous life, and were used to ask her to please the Third Prince. There was no other way now, so she could only bring them out to open Ji Bozhou's eyes.

After saying this, she seemed to feel that it was indecent to speak in front of the man, so she found a floor-length flowing gauze top and put it on.

Men are like this, you have to show him a little first.

After looking at it and then covering it up, he can't help but savor it and think about that spring scene.

But summer gauze clothes are transparent, how can they cover it?

Ji Bozhou was not stupid either, and he quickly understood what was happening. He probably wanted to get a conclusion today.

In fact, Ji Bozhou knew whether to marry Song Chuchu or not. He could delay it for a while, but he could not resist.

What the Ji family wanted was not the immediate status of a royal relative, but rather the long-lasting glory of a prominent family that would last for generations. Even if he made the decision himself, he would still marry Song Chuchu in the end.

But the incident with Song Wu made him feel uncomfortable, so uncomfortable that he couldn't help but pay attention to her movements.

Song Chuchu winked.

The four maids in the yard began to serve them dinner. First there was a bowl of honey soup in the exquisite emerald green porcelain bowl. After drinking it, Ji Bozhou felt relaxed all over.

Song Chuchu kept talking to Ji Bozhou and shared some interesting stories from her past, standing up from time to time to pick up food for him.

Later, some iced sweet plum wine was served, and Song Chuchu drank it with Ji Bozhou. Shyness just appeared on her pink face, adding a touch of blush.

Suddenly, Song Chuchu felt a little dizzy. She held her forehead and soon got drunk at the dining table.