Chapter 898: Something Different

"Fengtian carrier, the emperor edict said: I heard that Song Xinyi, the daughter of Shangshu Song Shengli, is skillful and generous, gentle and generous, and has outstanding appearance, and the queen mother and I are very happy to hear it. Now the emperor's uncle Hu Tiannian is 21 years old, and when he is suitable for marriage, he should choose a virtuous woman to match. On the value of Song Xinyi's treatment of the boudoir, and the imperial uncle can be called heaven and earth, in order to become the beauty of the beauty, the special Ru Song with the imperial uncle as the princess. All the etiquette will be jointly handled by the Ministry of Rites and the Qintian Supervisor, and the marriage will be completed in March after the election. The proclamation is at home and abroad, and the salty envoy hears it. As the decree was read out angrily, everyone outside the hall collectively kowtowed to thank him.

"Song Shangshu, congratulations." The father-in-law stepped forward to congratulate him, and Song Shengli returned the salute with humility. Song You's face was dissatisfied with the capitalization, and he couldn't attack at this moment, so he could only stare at Song Xinyi, who was still standing in place in a daze.

Song Xinyi's face was overflowing with a soft smile, and when she looked back at the first time she saw Hu Tian, all the encounters that happened after that became insignificant at the moment. She was finally able to become his wife.

As soon as the decree was announced, announcements were plastered all over the country and abroad, and for a time there were different opinions.

"It's not that this Miss Song doesn't know how to check, and she has stepped into the palace and the Lingcheng Marquis Mansion successively, and she is not an innocent daughter for a long time, why is she going to be the regent princess?" Someone in the crowd asked.

"You don't know, do you? It is said that this Miss Song not only cleans herself, but also has the courage to retire from the Marquis Mansion of the Mausoleum, and is only for the regent, who is the regent? This Miss Song must have something extraordinary, otherwise how could she succeed in winning the favor of the regent? ”

"Also, those rumors before may refer to the rumors spread by those people with ill-intentioned intentions, but I have seen this Miss Song, who is not only rigorous and self-controlled, but also coquettish in calligraphy and painting. In short, I will obey her if I don't accept anyone. ”

"I didn't expect her to be so fearless of power with such a swear word, which is really not something that an ordinary young lady can do. I obey her too. ”

"No, this Miss Song is the princess chosen by the regent, how can it be bad. This is all a fixed number, and no matter how noble and rampant the person who can't be a princess is, he won't get anything in the future. ”

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The maid reacted all the words spread by the people to Cai Jingrong, and the tea that Cai Jingrong brought to the eating place was smashed to the ground by her, her face was full of anger, and she had a dry cough when she was angry.

Song Xinyi's character is almost so rotten that it bleeds pus, and now she is suddenly inexplicably whitewashed by a group of unknown people? And there are words in the words, which are obviously aimed at her. Cai Jingrong was so angry that his face turned green.

"Go, get my mother." Cai Jingrong pushed away the maid's support and almost planted it on the ground.

The little maid panicked and rushed to find the Li family, a native of Xiangguofu. Li strode over, and was very distressed to see Cai Jingrong's tired and tired face.

Since she was killed by Jin Shucai's beast, the whole person is not as lively and cheerful as before, depressed all day long, life is worse than death. Recently, he was injured by a miscarriage, and his temperament is not as good as before.

"Daughter, if you have any grievances, tell your mother. Mother will help you take revenge. Li hugged Cai Jingrong's weak body tightly, and tears came out of his eyes.

"Mother, daughter hates, hates that slut named Song Xinyi! She, a shameless, has embraced many people, why can she become that person's princess in the end?! My daughter is unwilling!! Cai Jingrong's nails almost sank into the flesh, and blood spilled from his fingers, staining Li's gorgeous robes red.

"My mother knows, Jingrong, my mother will not let her go, and my mother will definitely avenge you. You wait, my mother will have her head cut off and hang on the city wall, and when the time comes, my mother will take you to see her end. Li's eyes were full of hideousness, and when she thought of Song Xinyi's smug appearance, she couldn't help but screw her head off immediately. 877 Good Books Network

Cai Jingrong burst into tears, and after hearing Li's promise, a rare smile finally appeared on her face, if it weren't for her body not allowing Song now, she wanted to pick up a knife and cut Song Xinyi's face one by one, listening to her screams, or ordering her to become a rag for thousands of people to ride on, so that the man would never look at her again.

"Mother, don't kill her, just kill her and it's too cheap for her." Cai Jingrong hurriedly grabbed Li's hand, his eyes were full of haggard and means, "Didn't the holy decree say that she is still an innocent daughter?" Then I'll make her innocent. Mother, don't kill her, your daughter will completely destroy her. Make her a notorious. ”

Lee nodded in agreement. As long as she can avenge her daughter, she is willing to do anything. If her death can be exchanged for the former Cai Jingrong, she will definitely die on the ground immediately.

"Art exhibitions? What is an art exhibition? Nineteen repeated the unfamiliar noun in Song Xinyi's eating place, she had never heard of such a thing.

"I explained to you, and you may not understand. In short, today I have to go to the mountain outside the city to find some inspiration, hoping to get the blessing of the painting saint Wu Daoxiao, bless me with a great harvest today. Song Xinyi clasped her hands together and closed her eyes reverently.

"Miss. It takes at least an hour and a half from Shangshu Mansion to the top of Cangshan Mountain! How long are we going? ”

"Go for a day. We'll need to buy some dry food to take with us on the way. Ah Yi stayed in the palace so that he could answer the news from the palace when it came. The others followed me up the mountain. Song Xinyi got up and began to pack up the four treasures of the study.

Ah Yile didn't have to accompany Song Xinyi up the mountain, lying on the roof and sunbathing comfortably. The other two big Buddhas were envious of her, and lamented that they were so unfortunate that they were chosen by Song Xinyi to go up the mountain. Then he was pushed out of the house by the nineteen who couldn't stand it.

Fortunately, Song Xinyi was also very good to them, and bought them a lot of delicious food on the way, so as to block their chattering eating place.

Song Xinyi, who got into the carriage, felt cold physically and mentally for no reason, obviously wearing thick clothes, but she always felt as if her body and mind had been stripped of her clothes and exposed to the air. Her heart also felt very stuffy, as if she had been forced to pour emotions that she shouldn't have, suffocating her.

The carriage had to go, and the road began to become bumpy, Song Xinyi lifted the curtain of the carriage and looked out, about to go up the mountain.

"Nineteen, Anu, Auntie, pay attention to safety. I wasn't very at peace. Song Xinyi said softly.

"Miss, you don't look good, or we'll go back. It's too damp in the woods. Nineteen looked back at Song Xinyi and found that her face was not very good.

"I'm fine, just a little flustered. The weather was fine today. "It is true that the air and the sun are the mildest in the morning.

"My subordinates think it's better to go down the mountain, and depending on the weather, it won't take two or three hours for it to rain." Anu picked a piece of offal and put it in the eating area. Sitting on the roof of the carriage and dangling his legs.

"Is there a temple on the hill to stop?" Song Xinyi asked.

"There's a ruined temple, Miss Song, aren't you? It's not appropriate for someone who is about to become a princess to appear in that kind of place, right? "The aunt took the horsewhip and drove the horse for a while.

"It's okay, I need some paintings in this area, and they can't all be flowers, plants, landscapes, and rivers." The carriage did not turn around and headed for the mountains.