The breeze was pleasant, and the purple flowers on the flower stand intertwined with each other, giving off a delicate fragrance.
Song Qingying lay on the bench, closed her eyes and took a rest.
"Miss, Miss, bad news!" The maidservant ran over in a panic, panting.
"Shui Pei, what's wrong?" Song Qingying was awakened and asked with a frown.
"Miss, I heard that His Majesty has ordered me to give you to Prince Rui." Shui Pei seemed to be facing a formidable enemy, and her face was very ugly.
Prince Rui was the third son of the emperor. He had been smart and wise since he was a child. He was originally a popular candidate for the throne competition. However, he suddenly had a problem with his body and was full of strange illnesses.
"What?" Song Qingying was very surprised, and then she suddenly understood. "It must be that woman!"
That woman referred to her eldest sister, Song Yao, who was sent to the palace by a concubine.
After her mother's death, Song Yao's mother became the main wife, and Song Yao became the daughter of the principal wife.
—Only, such a legitimate daughter had never been recognized in the circle of legitimate daughters!
Song Yao's identity was awkward, and the existence of Song Qingying's legitimate daughter made Song Yao even more embarrassed. So Song Yao and her daughter regarded Song Qingying as a thorn in their eyes and began to torture her.
As a result, she accidentally tortured Song Qingying to death!
That's right! That's all! Song Qingying has changed her mask.
She was originally a master's student at the Medical College. When she submitted her thesis, she got into a car accident. The car fire was so fierce that it hit her directly here!
"Eldest Madam, why are you so cruel? Miss, what should we do now? All the imperial physicians said that Prince Rui can't live more than three years!" Shui Pei was about to cry!
"The imperial edict hasn't come down yet, has it? I'll go and find my father first!" Song Qingying narrowed her eyes and said in a low voice. Then she went straight to Song Tanchi's study.
"Dad!" Song Qingying pushed open the door of the study. As expected, Song Tanchi was inside.
"Song Qingying, what's the matter?" Song Tanchi doted on Song Qingying very much. The anger of being disturbed changed to kindness after seeing that it was Song Qingying.
"Father, I heard that Elder Sister Her Highness Zhaoyi begged the emperor to give me to Prince Rui?" Song Qingying came straight to the point and asked.
"Prince Rui? Isn't he Prince Cheng?" Song Tanchi said in surprise. How could he let his beloved daughter marry that sick man!
"Prince Cheng? Father, whether it's Prince Rui or Prince Cheng, I don't want to marry him. I don't want to be involved in the royal family!" Song Qingying grabbed Song Tanchi's sleeve and said coquettishly.
Song Tanchi smiled helplessly. Just as he was about to speak, a sharp voice interrupted him.
"The imperial edict has arrived!"
A few eunuchs entered the Song Manor. The chief eunuch held the imperial edict with an arrogant expression.
Song Tanchi knelt down in front of the imperial edict, along with Song Qingying, who was unwilling to do so.
"In the name of heaven, the emperor summoned Song Qingying, the legitimate daughter of The Marquis of Zhongwu. She is cautious, diligent, gentle, gentle, and virtuous. She is a perfect match for Prince Rui, the third son of the emperor. It's natural for them to get married on the 18th day of the sixth lunar month. That's all!"
Upon hearing the contents of the imperial edict, it was as if a bolt from the blue had struck her. Her face turned pale. Song Qingying could not help but frown. "Why did he come so fast?"
"Miss Song, take the imperial edict!" The chief eunuch said arrogantly.
Song Her Highness Zhaoyi was very popular in the palace, and the eunuchs all hoped to curry favor with him. They knew that Song Her Highness Zhaoyi and Song Qingying were at odds with each other, so how could they still be nice to Song Qingying?
"Yes, Your Majesty." Taking a deep breath, Song Qingying suppressed the dissatisfaction in her heart and said.
"The egg can't touch the stone. I'll tolerate it! When the boat comes to the end of the bridge, it will naturally be straight!" Song Qingying kept comforting herself.
The eunuchs finished their tasks and left proudly.
