Chapter Ninety-Eight: Framing Song Wanyan

I don't know how long it took, Shen Zeyuan got up early to go to the court, and when he saw that the ministers were gathered together and didn't know what to talk about, Shen Zeyuan listened carefully and found that they were all discussing his marriage with Song Shuyan, and immediately understood what Song Shuyan was planning.

"Hey, what do you think now? These three princes are also going to marry the young lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and these seven princes are also going to marry the Miss Dao of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and now I don't understand the situation," one of the ministers frowned at the others.

"Who knows what they are thinking, and it will be the Prime Minister who will be embarrassed at that time, so what's the use of us worrying so much. ”

"Isn't this going to stand on the sidelines, seeing that the emperor's health is getting worse and worse, and one day he will change hands. ”

"It's good for you to hear this to our own people, if the emperor hears it, your head will be gone. ”

"Okay, okay, the third prince and the seventh prince are here, stop talking," the other minister saw that Shen Zecang and Shen Zeyuan had come over, and immediately quieted everyone down and stopped the discussion.

Shen Zecang looked at everyone, a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes, he heard them just now, and for a while he felt a little flustered, looking at Shen Zeyuan not far away, he couldn't guess what he and Song Shuyan wanted.

After the morning court, Shen Zecang rushed to the Prime Minister's Mansion, preparing to release Song Wanyan from the ancestral hall, and by the way, he married Song Wanyan as soon as possible to win over the power in Song Ling's hands.

"Third prince, why are you here?" Song Ling looked at Shen Zecang and frowned, not understanding why Shen Zecang came to the Prime Minister's Mansion in the early dynasty.

"What about Wanyan?" Shen Zecang said as he looked at Song Ling and frowned.

"Wanyan is still in the ancestral hall, what's the matter? What is the matter with the third prince looking for Wanyan?" Song Ling looked at Shen Zecang and smiled.

"You release her quickly, he is the princess of this prince, how can you keep her locked up?" Shen Zecang looked at Song Ling, and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes.

Song Ling looked at Shen Zecang and frowned, a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes, and said, "That minister will go and let Wanyan go now." ”

"I'll go with you," Shen Zecang frowned and said behind Song Ling.

Song Shuyan bumped into Song Ling because he came out for a walk, so he also went with him.

"Father, why are you here?" Song Wanyan said as she looked at Song Shuyan and frowned.

"Hmph, I'm here to let you out, if it weren't for the three princes who came to intercede for you today, I would have to lock you up for more than ten days," Song Ling snorted coldly.

When Song Wanyan heard Song Ling say this, her eyes fell on Shen Zecang behind Song Ling.

Shen Zecang looked at Song Wanyan and immediately stepped forward and said, "I'm sorry for you, you go back to the courtyard to rest well, and wait for me to marry you." ”

When Song Wanyan heard Shen Zecang say this, a smile flashed in her eyes, it seemed that her good days were not far away.

Song Shuyan looked at the smile in Song Wanyan's eyes and smiled: "I'm really congratulating my sister, but it would be nice if the wedding of a few of us could be held together." ”

"What kind of wedding, we? What do you mean?" Song Wanyan said as she looked at Song Shuyan and frowned.

"Oh, I forgot to tell my sister, Shen Zeyuan and I are about to get married, but maybe not as fast as you and the third prince," Song Shuyan smiled and said this, and for a while, Song Wanyan's expression became a little unnatural.

Song Shuyan smiled, she knew that Song Wanyan wanted to get angry and angry, but because Song Ling and Shen Zecang were there, she had to restrain her emotions.

Shen Zecang glanced back at Song Shuyan and frowned, knowing that she had deliberately mentioned this matter in front of herself and Song Wanyan, a trace of annoyance flashed in her eyes, but she still pressed it down, hugged Song Wanyan and said, "Okay, I'll send you back to your room and go back to the house, you have to rest well these days, and prepare for me to meet you." ”

Song Wanyan looked at Shen Zecang and nodded shyly, but when she passed by Song Shuyan's side, her eyes became fierce.

Song Shuyan smiled disdainfully at Song Wanyan's eyes, and didn't seem to take her in his eyes at all.

She knew that Song Wanyan was in love with Shen Zecang on the surface, and she loved her affectionately, but Song Wanyan still loved Shen Zeyuan in her heart, but Shen Zeyuan liked her, and it was not without reason that Song Wanyan hated herself.

Not long after Song Wanyan was released by Shen Zecang, she started to trouble Song Shuyan again, Song Shuyan dealt with things hastily every time and didn't want to have anything to do with her, but Song Wanyan just didn't give up, which annoyed Song Shuyan.

"Have you made enough trouble?" Song Shuyan looked at Song Wanyan, his eyes were full of coldness, "Don't think that you can do whatever you want if you marry Shen Zecang right away, be careful that I will let you go back to the ancestral hall to stay." ”

Song Wanyan looked at Song Shuyan and frowned, a trace of disdain flashed in her eyes, and said, "Why are you, what qualifications do you have, let me go back?"

Song Shuyan looked at Song Wanyan and smiled disdainfully: "Just because my mother is now in charge of the power of the middle feed, how about it?"

Song Wanyan looked at Song Shuyan, a trace of anger flashed in her eyes, "You are embarrassed to say it, if it weren't for you, a slut, how could something that belonged to my mother fall into your mother's hands." ”

Song Shuyan heard Song Wanyan say this, as if he had heard some big joke, and couldn't help but smile and said, "What you say now is reasonable, then why didn't you think of finding something when you were looking for someone to poison me?"

"You, you know everything?" Song Wanyan looked at Song Shuyan and frowned, a trace of panic flashed in her eyes.

"If you don't want people to know, unless you do it, you have to know that one day someone will find out," Song Shuyan snorted coldly, "Besides, the only person in this mansion who wants to harm me is you, and I don't need to use my brain to know that it's you." ”

Song Wanyan looked at Song Shuyan and retorted, turned around and ran away, Song Shuyan looked at Song Wanyan's back and smiled disdainfully, turned around and arranged what he had been planning.

A few days later, Shen Zecang came to the mansion again, because Song Ling was not in the mansion this time, so he asked Song Shuyan to receive Shen Zecang.

"Long time no see, third prince, are you here to find your sister today?" Song Shuyan looked at Shen Zecang and smiled.

"Aren't you looking for her?" Shen Zecang smiled, a hint of annoyance flashed in his eyes.

Song Shuyan pursed his lips indifferently and said, "I don't want you to come to me either, but now my sister doesn't seem to have the kung fu to pay attention to you?"

"What do you mean by this?" Shen Zecang frowned, and heard that there was something in Song Shu's words.

"I can't say this, it's better for you to go and see for yourself," Song Shuyan pouted.

Shen Zecang glanced at Song Shuyan and turned around to Song Wanyan's residence.

I saw a man and Song Wanyan being very close, Shen Zecang was angry and stepped forward to ask about the relationship between the two, and the man said that he had a lot of relationship with Song Wanyan.