The mistress has no feelings, why do you provoke her?

Happiness came somewhat suddenly, leaving Qin Qing dizzy and disoriented.

She stood there blankly, holding the box, somewhat at a loss.

She was proposed to.

Moreover, the other party was a junior general from the General's Mansion.

Qin Qing was completely stunned; she didn't know what expression to wear when facing Ma Zhi.

Xiao Tao and Tian Qi joined in the commotion, clapping their hands and shouting, "Marry him! Marry him!"

The noise outside startled Song Wenjun and Xiao Ji.

After these days of recuperation, her health has almost fully recovered.

It has basically reached the previous state.

Song Wenjun came out with Xiao Ji, and when she saw the scene before her, she couldn't help but cover her mouth.

It turns out it's true; my uncle really likes Qin Qing.

He came to propose marriage.

However, since this matter concerns Qin Qing's lifelong happiness, she cannot make a decision for her.

We can only wait for Qin Qing's decision.

Seeing that Qin Qing hadn't reacted for a long time, Ma Zhi panicked.

He stammered, "I... I know this is reckless, but I almost lost you to this plague. I've thought it through very carefully these past few days. What if... I mean, what if..."

He glanced at Qin Qing, and seeing that she hadn't been scared away, he continued, "If you were to be taken away in this plague, I would never marry again in this life, and you would be my only wife."

A few words were enough to make Ma Zhi break out in a sweat; the more anxious he became, the less he could say.

In the end, he was so angry that his face turned completely red.

Ma Zhi looked at Qin Qing expectantly: "Can you...can you promise me?"

Qin Qing felt dizzy, as if she were floating on clouds.

She wanted to think, but her brain felt rusted and couldn't function at all.

By the time she came to her senses, she had already nodded.

Ma Zhi cheered and hugged her tightly, as happy as a child: "Don't worry, I will definitely treat you well and I will never let you suffer in the future."

Qin Qing felt like she was dreaming as he held her.

Beside her, Xiao Tao looked on incredulously: "This...it's done?"

Where is the vow of eternal love she longs to see? Where is the tender affection between the two of them that she longs to witness?

Is it really that easy to just gloss over?

Ma Zhi, holding Qin Qing's hand, waved to Song Wenjun: "We'll go ahead first, and come back in a few days to celebrate our wedding."

"Hey, I still have something to say to Sister Song." Qin Qing reached out her hand to Song Wenjun, but Ma Zhi quickly pulled her away.

Judging from his expression, it seemed as if something unexpected might happen and Qin Qing had changed her mind.

Just as Song Wenjun was about to chase after him, Xiao Ji pulled her back: "What are you doing? Do you want to see your uncle remain a bachelor for the rest of his life?"

"But, isn't it unfair to just let him take the person away like that?"

Although Qin Qing and Song Wenjun were not related by blood, she had long regarded her as her own younger sister.

How could she not care about her marriage, which is such an important event in her life?

Xiao Ji wasn't worried at all: "Judging from your uncle's attitude, he'll only treat Qin Qing like a precious gem in the future. Instead of worrying about her, you should worry about your uncle."

After spending these days together, Xiao Ji realized that Qin Qing was not a gentle and demure woman.

When she gets angry, most people can't handle it.

Song Wenjun angrily punched him: "No way!"

Xiao Ji took her hand and said, "Let's go back to the capital. We've been away for so many days, and your son and mother miss us."

At that time, in order to take care of my health, I didn't move around.

Nearly a month has passed since the plague began.

Song Wenjun was going crazy with longing for her child. Sometimes she would dream at night that Yan Yan was calling her "Mother" affectionately.

She desperately wanted to hold the child.

The carriage carrying Song Wenjun and Xiao Ji headed towards the capital.

Back at the Prince's residence, the two quickly washed up, changed their clothes, and rushed to the palace.

Emperor Wen was overjoyed when the plague was eradicated.

A banquet will be held at Wanhua Terrace for all civil and military officials.

After Song Wenjun and Xiao Ji arrived at the Empress's residence, they went directly to the Qiankun Palace.

Outside the door, when Eunuch Fu saw the two of them, he hurriedly waved his hand.

Xiao Ji asked, puzzled, "What's wrong?"

Eunuch Fu pointed inside the hall and whispered, "Princess Qi is making a scene about divorce. The Emperor was furious and reprimanded both of them. It would be best if the Prince and Princess didn't go in."

Song Wenjun was taken aback: "Divorce?"

She then understood that Xiao Yin had shown no regard for their marital bond regarding the plague, which explained why Su Rongrong was so disheartened by him.

However, is divorce something she can simply decide to do?

All women who married into the royal family were recorded in the Imperial Archives.

Throughout history, no princess has ever successfully divorced her husband.

Xiao Ji and Song Wenjun exchanged a glance, and he hurriedly said, "We definitely won't get a divorce. Don't worry, I won't make you sad. Any mistakes will be my fault."

His strong will to survive made Grandpa Fu's mouth twitch.

Before His Highness the King of Chu got married, things weren't like this.

About fifteen minutes later, a commotion came from inside.

Su Rongrong was the first to come out, her eyes were red and there were tears in the corners of her eyes.

Upon seeing Xiao Ji, a tear fell from the corner of her eye.

Her eyes, like pools of water, seemed to hold back unspoken words, as if she had a thousand things to say to Xiao Ji.

Xiao Ji hid behind Song Wenjun, avoiding her gaze.

He's not Su Rongrong's husband, so why is she looking at him like that?

baffling.

Seeing the coldness in his eyes, Su Rongrong gave a self-deprecating smile, but said to Song Wenjun, "Princess Consort of Chu, you are truly blessed."

"The road is one we walk ourselves. If our hearts are not pure, even the broadest road will not lead us far. Princess Qi, you complain about everything all day long. You should reflect on yourself. If you keep pushing the blame onto others, can you really be at peace with yourself?"

Contrary to her usual behavior, Song Wenjun lost her temper and her words made Su Rongrong turn pale.

Her eyes widened slightly as she looked at Song Wenjun in disbelief: "Are you lecturing this princess?"

"If you insist on calling it a lesson, then so be it." Song Wenjun was too lazy to look at her anymore, and took Xiao Ji's hand and left.

Before leaving, he warned Su Rongrong: "Don't always think about having your cake and eating it too. Xiao Ji is my husband, not yours. If you have any grievances or resentments, you can go to His Highness Prince Qi. I believe he will be very willing to listen to you."

After saying that, he gave a cold laugh and walked past Su Rongrong.

Su Rongrong was so angry she felt like her lungs were about to explode: "Song Wenjun, what right do you have to lecture this princess? You are nothing but a lowly merchant girl, and a divorced woman. What gives you the right to lecture me from such a high and mighty position?"

Song Wenjun was about to leave when she heard this and stopped in her tracks.

He turned around and slapped Su Rongrong hard across the face.

She looked at Su Rongrong with an icy expression and said, word by word, "Just because I have ten thousand taels of gold, just because I dared to test medicine on myself in times of crisis, just because my husband and I are truly devoted to each other until death, Su Rongrong, you are not as good as me."