After being divorced, she overturned the capital and seized the empress's position!

Song Yue was also looking forward to it day by day.

That day, the Grand Madam sent someone to invite her over to learn accounting. Song Yue went to Ninghui Hall again, and the Grand Madam was much more polite to her this time.

Pointing to the newly made clothes beside him, he said, "Take a look and see if there's anything you like."

Song Yue glanced at them and, being very polite, pointed to two of the garments. The Grand Madam immediately had the clothes sent to Yuehua Pavilion.

Also coming to pay their respects were Song Hengchuan and Song Yao. The two seemed to have timed it perfectly, walking side by side. Song Yao, unlike her usual obedient self, raised her head like a proud peacock.

Song Hengchuan was even more extreme, his chin practically pointing to the sky.

"Grandmother." The two bowed in unison.

You made up so quickly?

Song Yue sighed inwardly, realizing she had underestimated the feelings between the two.

“I heard that Mother is coming back soon, Song Yue. You’d better behave yourself and not frighten her. You should learn more about manners as soon as possible so as not to embarrass her.” Song Hengchuan said disdainfully, “Mother has always been particular about manners and etiquette.”

“Third sister, eldest brother is absolutely right. If Mother finds out what you’ve done before, she will definitely punish you. But it’s okay, I will plead for you.” Song Yao blinked and said.

When Princess Jia Hua returned, she also benefited from the situation.

Especially since Song Hengchuan, as the princess's only legitimate son, is protecting her, who would dare to bully her in the future?

Thinking of this, Song Yao felt like she wanted to wag her tail.

Song Yue blinked and asked seriously, "Mother? Isn't your mother Yuan Shi? You've called her that for over ten years. If you can just change your address like that, then what is Yuan Shi?"

How shameless!

Song Hengchuan was put in an awkward position, and his expression changed slightly: "You can't expect anything good to come out of a dog's mouth. My mother is magnanimous and will naturally not hold a grudge against... Madam Yuan."

If Jia Hua were to return one day, Yuan's position would become awkward.

It would be somewhat inappropriate for him to call her "mother" again.

In terms of status, Yuan Shi has no one to compare with Jia Hua. He's gotten used to calling him that over the years, and he can just call him that in private from now on.

Song Yue gave a mocking smile.

“The Yuan family has worked hard all these years, even if they haven’t made any great contributions. I will ask Mother to give the Yuan family a proper title,” Song Hengchuan said.

Song Yao was extremely grateful after hearing this.

That's incredibly foolish. Song Yue has already said she's tired of it, and even at this point she's still defending Yuan Fuling.

"Third sister, don't you want harmony in the family?" Song Yao pressed on: "We can't write two Song characters with one stroke. As long as you calm down, I'm willing to accept any punishment."

"Yaoyao, I'm here to protect you, you don't need to be afraid of her." Song Hengchuan was confident that in Princess Jiahua's eyes, he, her son, was also important.

He is the one who will continue the family line and carry on the family tradition.

Song Yue is just a wild girl, she has no feelings at all, how can she compare to me?

"Big brother, I shouldn't have argued with third sister before. After all, she's young, and I should have been more magnanimous. It's just that I suddenly have a sister, and I'm afraid someone will try to take my brother away from me." Song Yao's eyes reddened with grievance as she looked pitifully at Song Hengchuan.

Song Hengchuan comforted Song Yao with a look of heartache.

The two were being intimate, oblivious to everyone else around them.

Song Yue couldn't bear to watch any longer and looked at the Grand Madam: "Grandmother, will the accountant study today?"

The lady seemed to have just come to her senses, nodded, and told someone to fetch the account book, completely ignoring the two of them.

Song Yao gritted her teeth, feeling powerless as if she had punched a piece of cotton.

Before they knew it, Song Hengchuan's wedding day arrived.

The mansion was bustling with activity from early morning, with firecrackers going off constantly. The whole place was filled with a festive atmosphere. Song Yue woke up with twitching eyelids, changed into new clothes, and went out to watch the festivities.

Song Hengchuan was dressed in a bright red wedding robe, looking very energetic. With his handsome features and upright posture, he stood out in the crowd.

"Brother Chuan." Yuan Fuling appeared out of nowhere. She was wearing a maroon gown, her hair was styled, and she wore a ruby ​​and gold crown. She looked extremely rich and noble. Her outfit made Tao Shi next to her look pale in comparison.

This outfit is extremely flamboyant.

Song Yue found it amusing; this was probably the last time Yuan Fuling would be so high-profile before her mother returned.

"I am very happy as your mother today that you are getting married." Yuan Fuling held Song Hengchuan's hand and started talking about family matters.

When Song Hengchuan was a child, he fell ill. Yuan Fuling took care of him personally for more than a month, without allowing anyone else to interfere, until Song Hengchuan was out of danger.

There was also the incident of Song Hengchuan suffering from convulsions in the carriage, which was also saved by Yuan Fuling at the cost of her life.

There were more than a dozen such examples.

Moved to tears, Song Hengchuan immediately knelt down before Yuan Fuling: "Thank you so much, Mother, for your great kindness. I have no way to repay you, but I will definitely be filial to you in the future."

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Yuan Fuling, having achieved her goal, took out a handkerchief and gently wiped away the tears on her face. She then helped the person up, saying, "Good child, as long as you are happy, I don't mind suffering a little. Go quickly, don't miss the appointed time."

"Yes."

Song Hengchuan mounted his horse and led the wedding procession, accompanied by music and fanfare, to the Shen family's residence.

When Yuan Fuling turned around, she gave Song Yue a provocative smile, as if to say, "No matter how hard you try, it will be in vain."

Song Yue's brow twitched slightly.

Today, the Duke of Jingguo's mansion is packed with guests, most of whom are there because of Princess Jiahua's status. As all the officials in the court know, ever since the Emperor of Northern Chu ordered the investiture of a princess, anyone who has raised objections has been punished.

At best, they would be reprimanded; at worst, they would be punished with a beating, or even demoted.

Then the Emperor of Northern Chu casually said, "The princess donated nearly a hundred loads of dowry for the country and the people, and prayed for the people for thirteen years. If anyone can compare with the princess, I will reward them equally. Now, to question the princess is to chill her heart for the country and the people."

He left everyone speechless and embarrassed.

Who else has Princess Jia Hua's courage to donate so much of her dowry?

As a result, many people complained about the Duke of Jingguo: "He kept it so well hidden, not a single piece of information was revealed."

"That's right, no wonder they suddenly brought the Third Miss back."

"That's really unfair. We've been brothers for so many years."

The Duke of Jingguo was speechless after being rebuked, and could only shamelessly apologize, swallowing his humiliation alone.

Only when he saw his son getting married did a faint smile appear on his face.

an hour later

The groom escorted the bride back to the Duke's mansion.

Seeing this, Yuan Fuling couldn't wait to rush to the main hall. Without saying a word, she plopped down on the high platform and sat down steadily. She urged the matchmaker, "Don't delay the auspicious time, hurry up and start the wedding ceremony."

The matchmaker nodded and shouted at the top of her lungs, "The newlyweds bow to heaven and earth!"

Song Hengchuan slowly turned around, holding the large red silk ribbon. After the Duke of Jingguo was seated, the matchmaker called out, "First bow to Heaven and Earth."

The newlyweds pay their respects to heaven and earth.

"Two thanks to the high hall."

Song Hengchuan bent down first, but Shen Ruyun remained motionless for a long time.

Yuan Fuling's eyelids twitched, and she glanced at Song Hengchuan: "Brother Chuan?"

"Mother hasn't come back yet, let's wait for her a little longer," Shen Ruyun said through her red veil.

The word "mother" clearly does not refer to Yuan Fuling.

Yuan Fuling's face turned pale instantly. In front of all the guests, she had been humiliated by Shen Ruyun. Yuan Fuling gritted her teeth and said, "Ruyun, don't delay the auspicious time. The princess may not be able to come back today. We can't keep waiting like this."

Shen Ruyun said, "Wait a little longer."

Some people in the crowd were talking and laughing, waiting to see them make a fool of themselves.

Yuan Fuling almost lost her smile and turned to look at the Duke of Jingguo. The Duke of Jingguo's face turned cold: "Pay respects to your parents first. If you want to be filial to your mother-in-law in the future, you will have plenty of opportunities."

Seeing that the Duke of Jingguo had spoken, Shen Ruyun hesitated for a moment before slowly making a move. Song Yue said, "It's not impossible to pay respects to one's parents, but let Madam Yuan move over a bit."

Upon hearing this, the Duke of Jingguo glared at Song Yue with annoyance: "Nonsense!"

"Are you deliberately trying to cause trouble?" Song Hengchuan glared at Song Yue and said to Shen Ruyun under the red veil, "Both my birth mother and adoptive mother are my mothers. I'll follow my husband wherever he goes. What right do you have to complain?"

Her body, covered by a red veil, trembled slightly.

I don't know if it was anger or fear.

Just as the stalemate was reaching its conclusion, a commotion arose outside the door, and a servant shouted at the top of his lungs, "Sir, the princess is back!"

The words, once spoken, were like a drop of cold water thrown into a hot oil pan, instantly exploding.

"Has Princess Jia Hua really returned?"

"Why did you choose this time to come back?"

"Go and see what's going on!"

The guests all turned to look outside.

Yuan Fuling remained seated, one hand gripping the handle tightly, her heart pounding.