The emperor's worries, Song Song also pondered a little on the way back.
Li Xiao finally sat on the throne in his previous life, which means that he is not a man who is willing to be subservient to others. Another reason why Song Song cooperated with Li Xiao today was because he felt that Li Xiao was using this matter to test His Majesty's attitude.
At this moment, His Majesty would probably think that Li Xiao had really given up the position of Crown Prince, but in fact this was just Li Xiao's way of advancing by retreating.
Now His Majesty's health is getting worse and worse. He is a benevolent monarch and a kind father, and Li Xiao is not a person who disobeys the monarch and father, so he is dormant and pretending to be indifferent to the throne. He should not want His Majesty to spend the rest of his days. Worrying about the Brotherhood.
Li Xiao suddenly spoke, interrupting his thoughts: "Song'er thinks how sure is this matter?"
Song Song thought for a while and said, "Half and half."
It's as if he didn't say that.
When it comes to such sensitive topics as politics, Song Song still dare not speak too much, even in front of Li Xiao. Rather than talking about everything with his heart and lungs, he prefers to treat Li Xiao as a guest, and Song Song knows how to be content.
Li Xiao's smile slowly converged.
Song Song was sensitively aware of his displeasure, and as soon as he cast his eyes, he was suddenly hugged by his waist.
Song Song suddenly felt uncomfortable.
After all, some time ago, he took the initiative to tease Li Xiao and flirt with Li Xiao, all because he had bad intentions. When the goal is too clear, the process can be ignored directly. But now that it has happened, maybe the little guy was already in the stomach after yesterday night, and he suddenly felt that such a move was a bit too intimate.
But even if he thought so in his heart, he didn't say it, but was obediently held by him without moving.
Li Xiao put his arms around Song Song's waist and asked, "You don't want His Majesty to confer marriage?"
Where is this word
Song Song said: "Of course I think the same as His Highness."
This answer is very advanced. I don't say I hope, I don't say I don't hope, I just say that it's the same as Li Xiao's idea, and I can't pick out the thorns at all.
Li Xiao, however, looked increasingly unhappy. His long brows furrowed, and suddenly he reached out and pinched Song Song's face. The pained Song Song hissed. He covered his face in confusion, thinking about what he said wrong It made King Ping unhappy, and then his thoughts diverged to other places—
It turns out that Li Xiao normally likes to pinch people's faces when he is angry? This is much more acceptable than going crazy and hacking people.
In that room, Mrs. Song just got off the carriage and returned to the courtyard, when Song Shi, who was lying on the bed, said excitedly, "Mother can see that bitch today?"
"See you." Mrs. Song supported him against the head of the bed, and Song Shi was pleasantly surprised: "Has he been taught a lesson?"
Although he hadn't seen it, he was happy to hear it.
Unexpectedly, Mrs. Song's expression suddenly became a little displeased, she said: "Those rumors outside are not groundless, the Mad King really spoiled him so much, and he came here in person today, and even brought him with him. He went to His Majesty to ask for marriage."
Song Shi's face suddenly turned green, his voice suddenly rose, and the wound on his chest hurt even more, "Give marriage?! He wants to marry the Mad King?!!"
"Don't worry, don't worry." Madam Song hurriedly reassured him, and said, "Don't worry, His Majesty will not really confer marriage. Originally, it was just a matter of making trouble outside, but now it's in front of His Majesty, I pondered. , It is estimated that without our action, Your Majesty can kill him personally."
Song Shi was uncertain: "With the Mad King here, can you tolerate His Majesty's death to Song Song?"
"Even if you don't give him death, you should be able to drive him back." Madam Song touched his head and said, "When His Majesty left today, he took a special look at him, obviously remembering that, no matter what, As long as he has no identity, it is not a matter of time to kill him."
"But if the mad king protects him..."
"If you can protect him for a while, can you protect him for the rest of your life?" Madam Song sneered, "You didn't listen to the rumors, even if Song Song survived the first year of the new year, he would definitely not survive the fifteenth year. Even if he doesn't come back, he will die sooner or later. In the hands of the Mad King."
"But he has lived in the Mad King's Mansion for more than half a month, and nothing has happened."
Just at this moment, a maid brought the medicine, and Mrs. Song took it and fed him, saying: "Your aunt told me today that I don't need to worry, even if he is lucky to escape every time when the mad king is crazy, he will be killed sooner or later. Disgusted."
Song Shi was finally relieved by her coaxing, and while drinking the medicine, he said: "Anyway, the days are still long, even if he is lucky not to be killed by the mad king, when my injury is good, I will kill him myself!"
Outside the door, Song Ge listened quietly for a while, then turned and left with a dignified expression.
When there were still rumors that Song Song had lived so well by the Mad King's side for so long, the imperial edict of marriage was passed from Prince Ping's mansion.
The capital exploded in an instant.
"I heard that this is the decree of the Mad King himself, and this act is really intriguing."
"He has a deep relationship with His Majesty's father and son, and it is a good thing that he is willing to give up a step now."
"Now His Royal Highness can sit back and relax..."
This is a word from a politically sensitive passer-by, but the capital is not allowed to criticize the matter of the prince, so such words can only be said in private, and it is Song Song's gossip that spreads more widely and aboveboard.
"Let's not say anything else, the son of the Song family has good luck this year, right? It's just that he has been safe and sound in the palace for so long, how can he still have an identity?"
"The mad king is really crazy. He usually just cuts off his sleeves for fun, but now he actually wants to marry the concubine of the Song family, not to mention whether he is worthy of his status, just stay behind..."
"I guess the mad king is not going to stay behind. Look at the girls in his backyard. I heard that they haven't moved."
"One thing to say, if His Royal Highness King Ping was not murdered by a traitor, there may be many families in the entire capital who want to marry him. This Song Song is really envious of dead people."
"Can't it be Song Song's turn if he is not crazy? I think the son of the Song family is the unlucky one this year. It's just a matter of being kidnapped by the mad king and forced to return to the mansion. Now he has to be tied to such a person for the rest of his life. Hey, are you able to sleep?"
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It doesn't matter if people can't sleep, Mrs. Song really can't sleep anyway.
Song Song belongs to the Song family. Even though Song Song is not there, the family must know about it, and they have to prepare for the marriage as soon as possible. Therefore, not long after Song Song received the imperial edict, the palace also specially sent someone to talk to Song Guogong. Greeted, after all, it is now considered to be married to the royal family.
Mrs. Song sat stiffly and didn't speak after her father-in-law came. It was not until the other party left that she couldn't bear to wave her hand and smashed the cup, screaming: "How can he! How can he fit!!"
Song Guogong comforted: "This is a happy event for the entire Song family, and it can't be considered a bad thing."
As soon as he finished speaking, Mrs. Song's scalp was about to explode, and she said bitterly, "You naturally don't think it's a bad thing about your own flesh and blood."
Song Guogong glanced at her and knew that she was very jealous, so he didn't want to talk to her, but said to Song Ge: "Since Your Majesty has made an order, we must prepare well, Ge'er, you can find a time. Go to the palace and bring Song'er back first."
"Yes." Song Ge's expression was also very complicated. He glanced at his mother, who was almost a pushover on this matter, and turned around in disgust.
Mrs. Song looked at the shattered teacup on the ground, her breathing gradually became lighter and heavier, her chest twitched with anger, and the close-fitting nanny looked at her expression and said softly, "Madam, can you tell the young master about this?"
"He's not healed yet. Tell him what to do? Do you want to kill him?"
Song Song was unaware of the farce in the mansion of the grandfather. After the father-in-law left, he held the imperial decree. With the same action as hiding food, he laughed and said, "What are you hiding it for?"
Song Song smiled at him, and suddenly realized that he seemed to be paying too much attention to it. He stammered like a little country bumpkin: "This... This is the imperial edict."
He had never received the imperial decree before. When he saw others receiving the imperial decree, he kept it as a treasure, including the Song family's ancestral hall, which also had a sacred decree for offering.
He was rarely stunned and annoyed, but Li Xiao laughed loudly. Song Song blushed from his laughter. He held the sealed box. Holding him, "Song'er is right, this is the imperial edict, and the imperial edict for marriage should be kept safe for life."
He took Song Song's hand and put it in the top wardrobe. Song Song also blocked it with the clothes on the side, as if he was afraid of being seen. Li Xiao looked down at his serious expression and couldn't help but smile. Er, kissed him on the face.
Song Song closed the cabinet door, shrunk his neck and tried to get out under his arm, but he was suddenly pulled by him, pinching his wrist and trapped on the cabinet. The man kissed his lips and plundered the tip of his tongue. Song Song Forced to raise his face, he made a soft snort from the tip of his nose.
After finally being let go by him, Song Song's face was flushed red, he grabbed Li Xiao's hand to continue, and found a not very clever topic: "I don't know when the government will send someone to pick me up. "
Li Xiao continued to kiss him on the cheek noncommittally, with a very intimate attitude: "It's natural to be entertained when you come, Song'er don't have to worry."
Song Songchao shrank back, a bit of confusion flashed in his beautiful eyes, and he whispered in a puzzled voice, "Your Highness... why are you so enthusiastic all of a sudden?"
It seemed like he couldn't move when he first started.
Li Xiao was silent for a moment, looked at Song Song for a while, and then said slowly: "This king also wants to ask, why is Song'er so cold all of a sudden?"
When he first entered the palace, he was still enthusiastic.
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