Reborn, meet you again!

After Song Yi went to court, Aunt Wen and her two children were waiting in the main hall.

Aunt Wen's eyes glanced towards the door from time to time, appearing a little uneasy.

"Today is the first day your father returns to court, and I don't know what the outcome will be..."

Song Yan and Song Jing knew that their aunt was anxious, but they didn't say anything to comfort her.

The outcome of his father's court session today may well determine the future of the Prime Minister's Mansion, so nothing they say now will be of any use.

While everyone was eagerly waiting, Song Yi finally returned home.

Aunt Wen was delighted to see Song Yi return safely.

He quickly stood up, sat down in front of Song Yi, and poured him a cup of tea personally.

"Prime Minister...how is it?"

"Have His Majesty and the court officials given you any trouble?"

Song Yi reached out to take the teacup and said slowly.

“It’s better than expected.”

"Judging from today's situation, His Majesty and the Regent have no intention of moving into the Prime Minister's Residence, and have even entrusted the placement of the Mobei Army to me."

On the way back home today, he had roughly guessed Jun Jiuchen's intentions and was somewhat certain. As for the punishment of guarding the late emperor's mausoleum, it was probably just a trick to confuse people...

Although Aunt Wen was a little panicked when she heard about guarding the imperial mausoleum, and she didn't know the situation of the Mobei Army, she smiled when she saw Song Yi's calm expression and his confident statement that he could accomplish this task.

The Prime Minister used to be successful in the court. If he says he can do it, he will definitely be able to do it.

"That's good, that's good!"

"It seems that the Regent's visit to the palace a few days ago was just a false alarm."

Song Jing naturally knew that his father was confident in what he said to reassure them, so he immediately followed Aunt Wen's words and said to Song Yi.

"The Mobei Army is the Regent's personal army. The Regent entrusted this matter to my father, presumably because he trusts my father's abilities."

"The son also congratulates his father."

Song Yi looked at his son, who was almost as tall as himself, and nodded thoughtfully.

"Well, because of the repeated warnings from the late emperor, I haven't let you take the exam since you passed the examination. I'm sorry for the injustice."

"The situation in the court is different now. If you are serious about entering the officialdom, you can try your luck in the imperial examination this autumn."

When Song Jing heard this, a gleam of light involuntarily appeared in his eyes.

"Son, I understand! I will definitely not let my father down."

As the only male in the prime minister's mansion, he has been taught by his father since he was a child. No matter what happened outside over the years, his father never let him slack off at home.

My father said that opportunities come to those who are prepared, and he also believes that he is no worse than anyone else.

So this autumn examination.

He is determined to win.

Besides... now that his eldest sister is gone, if he achieves fame and success, maybe... his father can make his concubine his legal wife.

Although now the concubine is no different from the mistress of the house.

But in the end...

Still different.

Song Yi stood up, walked to his son and patted him on the shoulder.

"Okay, father has confidence in you."

"If you don't have anything to do today, let's all go home. I'm going back to my study first."

……

After Song Yi left.

Aunt Wen probably felt that the stone that had been weighing on her heart for days had finally fallen, and she felt a lot more relaxed.

After waving away the servants, she walked to Song Yan with a happy face, took her hand and said.

"Yan'er, as your father said, the current crisis in the Prime Minister's Mansion has been resolved."

"Have you thought about what my aunt told you about Prince Wei a few days ago?"

When Song Yan suddenly heard her mother mention the three words "Prince Wei", her hands, which were originally folded meticulously in front of her, moved involuntarily and she subconsciously shirked the responsibility.

"Auntie, Yan'er said that there is no rush for my marriage."

This time, Aunt Wen was unusually persistent.

"Yan'er, you're already seventeen, it's really hard to put off the marriage any longer."

"After this incident, Auntie has finally come to understand that there are always unexpected events in life. It's better to make decisions on this important matter in life as soon as possible."

"First, Wan'er's marriage came first, and second, your father also agreed with your wishes. No one will force you to marry someone you don't want to marry. You can take your time to choose."

"But it's been all these years, you should at least give Auntie a definite answer."

"Young Master Wei of the Princess's Mansion has always admired your talent and has been in love with you for a long time. This time, when the Prime Minister's Mansion was in trouble, Young Master Wei came to the Mansion several times to inquire about your situation. This shows how sincere he is to you. As your father said, this is true love revealed in times of crisis."

"You and he are old acquaintances. I have also asked your father. Although this young Master Wei is not interested in the affairs of the court, he has good character. I am relieved to leave you to him."

During these days of seclusion, the master reminded her that the Prime Minister's residence being in trouble is actually a good time to see people's hearts clearly.

She was mindful of this. Although many people had shown interest in Yan'er in the past, in the past two months, the only one who had come to visit her despite the dire state of the Prime Minister's Mansion was the young Master Wei.

Although the young prince of Wei disliked the affairs of the court and had never entered officialdom, he was quite talented and loved to recite poetry, paint, and travel around the mountains and rivers. He was also very handsome and was a true jade-like young man, who matched Yan'er's appearance and talent perfectly.

Prince Wei is the only son of the eldest princess and the Duke of Zhenguo. The eldest princess has a noble status. Even though the Duke of Zhenguo has passed away, the princess's mansion and the title of the Duke of Zhenguo still exist. This young prince can live like this for the rest of his life and have no worries.

It can be said that it was an excellent choice for Yan'er to marry him.

Song Yan listened to her mother talking endlessly about the good things about Prince Wei, and for a moment she could not find any reason to refute her, so she had to remain silent.

Wei Lin is good, but he is not the one in her heart after all...

Aunt Wen couldn't help but frown when she saw her like this.

"Yan'er, tell me honestly, you've repeatedly rejected the candidates that the Prime Minister and I have found for you. Does that mean... you already have someone you love?"

Otherwise, she really couldn't think of any reason why her daughter would be so reluctant.

When her secrets were suddenly exposed, Song Yan's folded hands slightly bent, and she smiled after calming down a little.

"What are you talking about, Aunt? I have rarely even left the house these years, how could I have a lover?"

"It's true that the mansion has just settled down. It would be premature to bring up this matter now."

"In my opinion, it would be better to wait until father finishes the task assigned by His Majesty, so that he won't be distracted by my affairs."

"My daughter promised Auntie that she would consider this matter carefully. Perhaps, during this period of time, I can meet with Prince Wei a few times to see if our personalities are compatible."

Seeing that her daughter did not agree, her tone softened and she no longer pushed people away, Aunt Wen finally felt relieved.

She was really afraid that her daughter really had a lover.

After all, the daughter must know that as long as she likes him, no matter his background or as long as he has good character, the Prime Minister will not object.

It can be seen from the time when the eldest daughter had feelings for the secret guard she picked up and the prime minister tacitly approved of it.

So the fact that my daughter has been keeping it a secret only means that there is something wrong with that person...

"Okay! As long as you're willing to consider it, I'll send a note to the Princess's residence and tell Prince Wei to take you out for a walk when he has time."

"You must have been a little bored staying in the mansion for the past two months."

"You two share the same hobby, so it would be great to go to Tingyu Tower and recite poems together. What do you think?"

Song Yan didn't expect her aunt to be so radical this time, and she didn't know what to say for a moment.

Song Jing, who was standing by, seemed to notice his sister's embarrassment and quickly stood up and walked over.

"Okay, Auntie, since my sister said she knows, let her arrange these things herself."

"Aren't you still stewing soup for your father? Go and take a look."

Only then did Aunt Wen remember that she was still warming the soup and quickly stood up.

"If you hadn't told me, I would have forgotten."

Then he gave Song Yan another reminder.

"Yan'er, I will go to your room later to tell you in detail about the matter of Prince Wei." Then, she hurried to the small kitchen.

When Song Yan saw her mother leave, she breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Song Jing with a hint of gratitude.

"Thank you, brother."

Seeing her like this, Song Jing hesitated for a moment before speaking.

"The weather is nice today, sister, why don't you go for a walk in the backyard with me."

Song Yan knew that her brother had something to say to her, and a complex emotion flashed in her eyes.

Nod slightly.

"it is good."