C299 No relationship left

The room was in an uproar. Zuo Yu almost lost his balance as he walked towards Song Qingyu with a gloomy face. Immediately, someone from the back grabbed hold of Zuo Wang Yu and pulled him back.

"My lord. If the Emperor decides something, even if the Prince disagrees, it will only cause the Emperor to be displeased. "

Zuo Linyu's cold eyes gradually became colder. She struggled to utter a few words. "I know."

The person holding onto his clothes trembled, but he didn't dare to continue persuading her. He couldn't help but loosen his grip on her, and at the same time, retreated a few steps back.

Song Qingyu felt a heavy gaze falling on him, pressing down on him. Song Qingyu lowered his head as he stared at the ground. In reality, he was looking at the floor leisurely, counting the lines on the floor without the slightest bit of fear.

Wasn't this brought to him by Zuo Linyu in his previous life?

He was furious that he wasn't going to get married.

It was only when the Emperor finally opened his mouth, "Song Qingyu, you really did not disappoint me. I am very pleased. Currently, the life and death of the Yi King was difficult to predict, and this matter was unknown as well. This marriage could only be discussed after the Yi King's class returned to the imperial court. I will give you the title of Princess Jiahui. What do you think? "

Princess Jiahui?

Song Qingyu was astonished.

Emperor Hua Feng's sharp eyes revealed the majesty of a King. Even when he chuckled, no one dared to guess his intentions. he said heavily. It was the end of the matter.

The Queen couldn't help but glance at Hua Di. He quickly retracted his gaze.

Song Qingyu pursed his lips and knelt. "This humble one thanks Your Majesty for his grace."

Hua Feng Di nodded his head in satisfaction, "Empress, Chen Fei, you must personally arrange for King Yu's wedding. The Venerate Heavens Sect, the Minister of Rites, and the Grand Elder's cooperation. "

"Yes."

After the ceremony ended, Chen Fei's expression turned completely dark.

Song Qing and Yu walked out of the main hall, and all the officials and civil servants left the main hall one by one. Song Qing Yu stood at the top of the stone steps and saw that the lantern-like starlight was moving slowly.

It was each family's carriage. Now they were all ready to leave.

Her Majesty's birthday banquet should not have been so hasty. Song Qingyu looked into the distance and thought, "Nanyao has always been a person who valued peace. The reason why she was so resolute this time around should be because of Zuo Linyi."

Song Qingyu wondered how Zuo Linyi had interfered with matters in the south while the empress dowager held a banquet. It's not a day to make all these arrangements. Zuo Linyi seemed simple, but in reality, he had concealed a lot from her.

This future crown prince was even more secretive than he thought.

Song Qingyu walked down the stone steps and glanced sideways to see Song Zhentian standing at the foot of the stone steps. Song Qingyu quickly took a few steps forward and walked down the stone steps.

"Father."

Song Zhentian's gaze was downcast, carrying a hint of weariness. He bowed and said, "Princess Jiahui."

Song Qingyu hurriedly supported Song Zhentian as he said in fear, "The title was only to stabilize my reputation for the emperor. Father is a first rank official, while Ah Yu is a third rank official. Furthermore, you are my father, how can you accept this bow from father?"

"Even so, etiquette is everything. You are now a princess, but the officials in court are different. In the future, your father will find a special mother to teach you. "

Song Qingyu pursed his lips, "Thank you, father."

Song Zhentian sighed as his gaze landed on the distance, "It's a pity that the position of Imperial Concubine Yu was disturbed by a princess of Nanyao. The fact that King Yi was able to go to the north at such a young age was actually quite unlikely. Moreover, the climate in the north was different from here. It was difficult for our army to adapt to this. The Emperor neither confirmed nor denied it. "If you drag this on, it'll be a waste of time."

Song Qingyu did not understand at first, but after being lectured by Song Zhentian, he suddenly understood.

Hua Feng Di didn't want Song Qingyu to become the Consort of Yi Kingdom. He wanted to use the title of princess to stabilize her, making her feel grateful towards him. The Yi King's expedition could take at least a year, or even several years, or even more. Secondly, in order to stabilize King Yu, she advised him to marry Princess Nanyao first. Third, he must have guessed that Zuo Lanyi did it and given him a warning.

Song Qingyu's facial expression changed slightly. After thinking about it, he decided that he would be like a chess piece in front of this king who was more powerful than tens of thousands of people.

The monarch's heart was hard to fathom.

"Father, don't worry. A Yu will take the Song Family seriously."

When Song Zhentian heard this, he suddenly came back to his senses and patted Song Qingyu's shoulder heavily, "Kind child, let's go. Let's go." When I left earlier, there was already someone who rejected you out of patience. We will definitely punish him when we return. "

Song Qingyu pursed his lips but did not say anything. He took a few steps forward and suddenly heard the mama's voice from behind him.

"Master Song, Miss Song, please wait."

The two of them turned around and saw a panting palace maid. She ran in a hurry, stopping in front of the two of them to catch her breath before she raised her head to speak.

"The empress would like to invite the princess over for a chat."

Even though he was suddenly called a princess, Song Qingyu still wasn't used to it. He was stunned at first, but he quickly regained his senses and looked at Song Zhentian consciously.

Song Zhentian was very satisfied with Song Qingyu's question. This made him feel that Song Qingyu had absolute faith in his father. "Since it's the empress's order, don't let her wait too long."

Song Qingyu bowed and said, "Thank you, father."

Song Qing and Yu bowed and headed to the palace.

After walking up a few steps, Song Qing and Yu felt a sense of gaze. Song Qingyu instinctively looked up.

He saw the left side of the stone staircase. A layer of cold air seemed to cover her body. This kind of cold air carried a repressed fury. He looked down at Song Qingyu condescendingly.

Song Qingyu wasn't sure when Zuo Linyu would stand on it, but if he stood on it, he would be able to take in the entire conversation between him and Song Zhentian.

This made Song Qingyu feel extremely uncomfortable.

Song Qingyu was forced to take a step forward as he lowered his eyes and bowed. "This humble girl greets Prince Yu."

"She's already a princess, how can she perform such a ceremony?" Master Song should indeed find someone to teach you manners. "

Song Qingyu was stunned for a moment. In that case, he had heard the entire conversation. He was probably angry at his father for his calm reaction. Song Qingyu remembered that he had changed his title to the rule for King Yu.

"Thank you for the reminder, King Yu."

Song Qing Yu lowered his eyes and didn't look at Zuo Linyu. He tried his best to keep his tone as calm as possible, so as not to arouse Zuo Linyu's displeasure.

However, Song Qingyu could feel that Zuo Linyu was getting more and more unhappy. She lowered her head and could not see her expression. She immediately said, "The empress has called for an emergency meeting. Jiahui will take her leave first."

As Song Qing Yu spoke, he walked over from the left side. His wrist was suddenly pulled, causing Song Qing Yu to be astonished. His wrist was in pain from being gripped by Zuo Lin Yu. He raised his eyes and said coldly, "Your highness, we are no longer related."