Mrs. Du picked up the ginseng soup, took a sip slowly, and said leisurely: "Just now a rough emissary sent the news that Murong Xue's retreat to Prince Jing's residence has all been sent back..."
Murong Rou's eyes froze: "Mother means..."
"Murong Xue is determined to divorce, but Prince Jing refuses to agree. The two of them have conflicts. We can take advantage of this opportunity and let Qingyan marry into Prince Jing's mansion instead of Murong Xue!" Du said word by word. As he spoke, the pupils of his eyes flashed with light.
"This...isn't it good." Murong Rou frowned slightly: "After all, Qingyan's surname is Song, not Murong, and she is not a direct daughter of the Marquis of Zhen Guo..."
Mrs. Du didn't take it seriously: "They all belong to the daughter of the Zhen Guohou's mansion, so what's the relationship between Miss Biao and Miss?"
"But Old Prince Jing has a very close relationship with Murong Yue. He has chosen Murong Yue's daughter as his daughter-in-law, and he will never agree to marry Qingyan on her behalf." Murong Rou looked at Du Shi, his eyes full of disapproval.
"Old Prince Jing doesn't agree, we can find a way to get him to agree..." Du Shi said in a low voice, his eyes sparkling with meaning.
Seeing that Murong Rou frowned, fighting in the inner house for decades, she knew exactly what Du Shi said: "This...not good, Qingyan's reputation is ruined, she can't be a concubine..."
Du's complexion was gloomy, and he glared at her displeasedly: "What are you dreaming about? Ye Yichen has a sweetheart, and the reason he and Murong Xue are so stiff is because he wants to demote Murong Xue to a side concubine. To make room for his sweetheart? Qingyan married into Prince Jing's mansion and can only be a side concubine. If she gets involved in the position of main concubine, she might not even know how she died... "
Murongrou choked, and Ye Yichen's protection of Qin Yuyan and his iron-blooded wrist appeared in front of her eyes, and she shivered coldly: She almost forgot about it, Qingyan entered Prince Jing's mansion, and indeed she could only be a side concubine!
Ye Yichen has a noble status, extraordinary abilities, and holds a lot of power. Marrying him as a side concubine is better than marrying a child from other aristocratic families as a concubine.
Qingyan and Ye Yichen have a marriage contract. No matter how vicious Tianwen's stepmother is, she dare not interfere casually. After Qingyan marries into Prince Jing's mansion, although her status is not as high as Qin Yuyan's, she will not be too low. It is a great thing that kills two birds with one stone. …
Seeing her approving gaze, Du Shi nodded with satisfaction: "When Qingyan marries into Prince Jing's mansion, Prince Jing will become our strong backing, and then we can punish Murong Xue without any hesitation... Jianer will become a The real master of Zhen Guohou's mansion... Maybe you can become Mrs. Wu'anhou again... "
"Bang!" The closed door was pushed open vigorously, Song Qingyan broke in with a gloomy expression, and said angrily: "Mother, grandmother, I don't want to marry Prince Jing..."
Du Shi was startled: "Why?" The position of King Jing's side concubine was something that many people couldn't even ask for.
"Because... I like Ouyang Shizi!" Song Qingyan shouted arrogantly, her delicate face flushed with shyness and timidity.
Du frowned tightly: "Ouyang Shaochen's thoughts are all on Murong Xue, and there is no so-called marriage contract between you and him. You like him for nothing. He won't marry you as his side concubine..."
"I will try my best to make him like me!" Song Qingyan solemnly promised, her eyes full of shyness: "Even if he doesn't like me, I can find a way to become his side concubine..."
Du Shi snorted coldly: "Murong Xue also likes Ouyang Shaochen. It's not like you haven't seen Murong Xue's scheming and methods. As long as she is by Ouyang Shaochen's side, you will definitely not be able to become Ouyang Shaochen's side concubine..."
Song Qingyan hurriedly said: "I can find a way to transfer Murong Xue away..."
"Ouyang Shaochen and Murong Xue have already slept together on the couch intimately. They clasped their fingers together as they walked on the road, for fear of being scattered by others. With your little trick, can you separate them?" Du Shi did not hesitate. He interrupted her politely, with a little disdain in his eyes:
She has watched Song Qingyan grow up, so she naturally knows that her granddaughter has high eyesight and low abilities, and she has no ability. If she faces Murong Xue, she will lose miserably in just a few rounds!
Song Qingyan had a small face, slightly pale, and said in disbelief: "What you said is true?"
"What do I lie to you about this kind of thing?" Du Shi gave her an angry look: "The servant girl just reported that the two of them were hugging each other and resting on the recliner in Luoxue Pavilion. They probably haven't woken up yet. If you don't believe me, go and see for yourself."
Song Qingyan's eyes blazed with rage, what her grandmother said was so sure, it must be true, the despicable and shameless Murong Xue actually snatched the son of Ouyang, it is extremely abominable!
"Okay, I'll marry Prince Jing to be my side concubine!" When she becomes Prince Jing's side concubine, she must teach Murong Xue a lesson so that she can't live or die!
Looking at her firm gaze, Du Shi and Murong Rou looked at each other, with a hint of relief flashing in their eyes.
Du Shi narrowed his eyes slightly, and said word by word: "Old Prince Jing is a very stubborn person, it's not easy to get him to agree to change his fiancée, we have to make a total calculation, and we must be foolproof!"
Old Prince Jing was summoned to the capital and did not hide his whereabouts. When he returned to the capital, news of his old illness recurring soon spread throughout the capital.
Civil and military officials came to visit with precious medicinal materials, but he turned them away on the grounds that they were seriously ill and needed to recuperate, and that they were not suitable for seeing guests.
When Murong Jian came to Prince Jing's mansion to ask for an audience, Old Prince Jing was leisurely basking in the sun in the courtyard, looking at the greeting post delivered by Murong Jian, his gaze sank, and he said in a low voice, "Please come in."
He hadn't seen Murong Jian for ten years, since Murong Jian came to visit him, he might as well meet him.
Even though Murong Jian is Murong Xue's second uncle, the relationship between him and Murong Xue is like fire and water. He probably didn't come to test him, even if he did, it doesn't matter. The marriage contract between the two families will never be dissolved...
Just as he was thinking about it, he saw a middle-aged man walking over under the guidance of the guards. He was wearing a moon-white embroidered robe, a black satin belt around his waist, and black high boots. He had handsome features and a handsome face. Wei Wei salutes: "My lord!"
Old Prince Jing hummed lightly, looked him up and down a few times, and said with a slight smile: "I haven't seen you in ten years, and you haven't changed at all, it's really enviable..."
Murong Jian smiled softly: "My lord praises me a lot, my lord's demeanor is still the same as before..."
"This king has been injured for many years, and his health has been worsening year after year..." Old Prince Jing sighed softly, and said lightly: "Stop standing, sit down!"
"Thank you, my lord!" Murong Jian smiled, and sat gracefully opposite to old lord Jing, and the young woman who was blocked by him appeared.
Old Prince Jing was slightly taken aback: "Who is this?"
"This is my niece, Qingyan!"