Song Shipu looked at his daughter's inconsistent appearance and sighed. "Wu'er, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has a saying that is right, so many things have happened recently, it is because your mother and I are too arrogant and doting on you, and you are simple and proud."

Song Wu'er was also weak when she heard this, and after she was reborn, she went back more and more, and she actually got into other people's traps without any precautions.

So he didn't dare to argue anymore, so he only lowered his head and wrung the handkerchief in his hand.

"There are still two months left before the draft, and now that so many things have happened, you will definitely not marry King Yong'an and King Nan'an again, so I will ask Concubine Shu to brush you up in the second selection and marry yourself." Song Shipu sat on top of Song Wu'er and looked at Song Wu'er seriously.

Song Wu'er understood that her father had picked the most smooth and smooth path for herself, and nodded obediently, "Everything is arranged by my father." ”

"Okay," Song Shipu took a sip of the teacup, and the lid of the cup in his hand blocked the cunning in his eyes. "In this case, you must listen to my and your mother's arrangements for these two months, and cultivate yourself at home."

The daughter understood, "Song Wu'er can't think of what kind of self-cultivation method her father said."

In the early morning of the next day, before Song Wu'er opened her eyes, Song Zhao hurriedly came and Xi Fanghua dug up Song Wu'er on the bed.

"Mother?" Song Wu'er rubbed her eyes and asked in surprise. "Why are you here so early?"

Zhao Song urged them to bring water to Song Wu'er to wash while urging them to bring water to Song Wu'er, and at the same time pulled Song Wu'er off the bed.

"Your father told me about yesterday's incident, and my mother thought about it all night, and it is really time to make up her mind to help you correct your temperament. Early this morning, I sent someone to send a letter to the Yingjun Palace, asking your eldest sister to find a reliable grandmother for you. ”

Song Wu'er was rinsing her mouth, and when she heard that she was going to send her grandmother to fix herself, she choked and coughed. Zhao Song hurriedly helped Song Wu'er pat her back, and took the handkerchief handed by Chun'er to wipe her mouth.

"Mother knows that you don't like to learn the rules, but official women can't hide from the draft, even if we are ready to lose the election and marry ourselves, we can't be brushed in the primary election. There are some rules that you always have to learn. ”

Seeing Song Wu'er's face showing loneliness, Zhao Song squeezed her hand, "Don't worry, this time Mama will be picked by your eldest sister, and she will definitely not deliberately make things difficult for you." ”

"Well, I'll listen to my mother."

"The re-election always has to test the virtue of Yan Ronggong, you don't like to touch these weekdays, you always have to practice in the past two months."

"Two months, can it work?" Song Wu'er is inexplicably unconfident, in her previous life, she did not participate in the draft and directly married the king of Nan'an, and her parents spoiled her to enter the palace of Nan'an and were offered, so no one forced her to learn, and she hated the female training who oppressed women. After entering the Taoist temple, in order to pass the time, I read a lot of travelogues, and I can easily write a few sentences of sour words, but I am also a half-hanger.

"Why not, as long as you can sew a purse and make a few poems, you don't need to be decent. This year's draft is hosted by Concubine Shu, and today I will enter the palace to let her understand the questions, you just need to prepare in advance. Song Zhao was afraid that Song Wu'er would be frightened by the upcoming "knife sharpening training", so he hurriedly comforted her.

"After breakfast, I asked the house to pick a few embroidery girls to come over for you to see, you pick a pleasing master."

Song Wu'er was full of sorrow, even if there was her favorite steamed crab roe bun on the dinner table, she couldn't lift her spirits.

After the meal, the housekeeper of the embroidery room led the six embroidery girls to wait in the courtyard of Xifanghua. Six embroidered girls with a water azure caftan brown dark blue dress, clean and spiritual.

Song Wu'er helped Song Zhao to sit on the chair under the porch, and everyone greeted him politely.

The housekeeper walked to Song Wu'er with a tray, and there were six embroidered purses on the tray, all of which were very delicate.

Song Zhao saw that Song Wu'er rummaged through the purse and didn't speak, thinking that Song Wu'er was not satisfied, and just wanted to order someone to change a batch of embroidery girls.

Song Wu'er spoke: "You all raise your heads and let me take a look." ”

Several embroidery girls raised their heads, their faces were calm, but their eyes couldn't help but shine, and there were two embroidery girls, and they couldn't help shaking their bodies a few times. Miss is favored, and she is selected by Miss, and she will be regarded as a person next to Miss in the future, which is many times better than staying up in the embroidery room until she hurts her eyes, so everyone can't stop being excited.