"Xiao Qianqian!" Shen Ling's beautiful eyes shot at Xiao Qianqian, and she let out a loud sigh, "I said I wouldn't go to the palace, if you are so entangled, don't blame me for being unkind."

Xiao Qianqian was intimidated by Shen Ling's momentum for a while, and she really didn't speak.

After staying in place for a long time, Xiao Qianqian still left, she didn't forget Shen Ling's previous incident of locking her in the firewood room.

So far, Song Linyuan has been kneeling in the palace for an hour, Xiao Qianqian didn't dare to delay, and entered the palace with the letter.

She walked to the front of the imperial study and saw Song Linyuan's face pale and kneeling on the ground, which made her feel very distressed.

Xiao Qianqian walked over, her eyes were red, and she held back her tears so that she didn't lose her posture in front of people.

"Brother Linyuan, don't you want to marry me like that?"

Song Linyuan didn't pay attention to Xiao Qianqian, he didn't even look at Xiao Qianqian, he just knelt silently, as if he was determined to ask the emperor to withdraw the holy decree.

Seeing Song Linyuan's appearance, Xiao Qianqian unwillingly took out the letter written by Shen Ling and handed it over, "Brother Linyuan, this is a letter written by Shen Ling to you."

Song Linyuan finally had some reaction when he heard Shen Ling's name, and he reached out and snatched the letter from Xiao Qianqian's hand.

He couldn't wait to open the letter, but after reading it, Song Linyuan just took the letter back into his arms and put it close to his heart.

Xiao Qianqian anxiously persuaded, "Brother Linyuan, you have seen everything Shen Ling wrote, get up quickly, you will not be able to stand it if you kneel down like this."

The road outside the imperial study was paved with cobblestones, and Song Linyuan was not comfortable kneeling, but he didn't say a word, straightened his back, and still knelt straight.

Xiao Qianqian secretly read the letter written by Shen Ling, and the content was very normal, but she broke off the relationship with Song Linyuan and persuaded Song Linyuan to return to the Shizi Mansion.

Xiao Qianqian thought that Shen Ling would speak, and according to Song Linyuan's attitude towards Shen Ling, how could she listen, but she didn't expect that the letter was useless.

In a hurry, Xiao Qianqian simply bent over and grabbed Song Linyuan's arm, wanting to pull the person up.

"Brother Linyuan, get up!"

Song Linyuan shook off Xiao Qianqian's hand and took a resolute attitude, "Unless the Holy Lord withdraws his will, I won't get up."

Xiao Qianqian had no choice but to go out of the palace and find a way to move the rescuers, but no matter who came to persuade her, it was useless, Song Linyuan knelt all night.

Another night, when the emperor was eating, he seemed to suddenly remember Song Linyuan.

He asked his father-in-law, who was waiting beside him, "How is Song Linyuan?"

The father-in-law lowered his eyebrows and replied carefully, "The prince is still kneeling in the imperial study, and he has never gotten up or eaten."

The emperor was originally scooping porridge, but when he heard it, he threw out the porridge spoon, and the porridge spoon collided with the ground and shattered into a piece of porcelain.

"It's so long-lasting, to threaten me for a woman!"

Seeing this, the eunuchs and palace maids who were waiting next to them knelt on the ground in fright.

"The Holy One is angry."

The emperor looked at the eunuch and palace maid who was kneeling on the ground and snorted coldly, so angry that he didn't even have dinner, got up and walked towards the imperial study.

Song Linyuan hadn't eaten for a long time, his face was bloodless, his whole body was shaky, and it was all about perseverance to hold on and not fall.

Seeing that the emperor was coming, Song Linyuan kowtowed with difficulty, "My nephew visits the saint, long live the saint, long live the saint."

When the emperor saw him like this, the anger in his heart subsided a little, but his voice was still cold, "I won't agree to your request, you better go back quickly and honestly prepare for the wedding banquet."

But Song Linyuan's stubborn temper came up, and he didn't listen to the emperor's persuasion at all, and he knelt down and didn't leave.

"My nephew has made up my mind, and if the Holy One does not agree to my nephew's request, my nephew will never go even if he kneels to die here."

Seeing that Song Linyuan was so stubborn, the anger that the emperor had just pressed instantly rose, he was the lord of the world, and since he sat on the throne, no one dared to go against his wishes.

But now Song Linyuan has been doing it again and again for Shen Ling

Refuting his request, the Emperor was utterly furious.

"Then you will kneel here!" As soon as the words fell, the Emperor turned and walked away.

Watching the bright yellow figure gradually move away, Song Linyuan's body swayed twice, and it was difficult to maintain his kneeling posture.

Song Linyuan made a big fuss about this, and the next morning, many ministers who were surrounded by Song Linyuan opened their mouths to intercede for Song Linyuan.

"Holy Lord, if the Son of the world continues to kneel like this, he will die, please ask the Holy One to take back his fate."

"If King Anhe knew that the prince was like this, he would not be at ease under the nine springs, and asked the saint to let the son go."

"The son of the world is not a person who does not discriminate between the important and the serious, but now he is only squinted for a while, and I ask the saint to take back his order first and give the son some time."

Looking at the courtiers begging for mercy for Song Linyuan, the emperor's face was dark, he had never been so dismissed, and he was even more reluctant to let go.

The emperor slapped the dragon chair down and scolded, "Whoever dares to intercede for Song Linyuan again, I will punish you together!"

The ministers who were originally pleading for Song Linyuan all knelt on the ground with a thud.

"Pray to the Holy One, take back your destiny."

Seeing this scene, the emperor's chest hurt and he directly announced his retreat.

The emperor walked to the door of the imperial study again, and at this time, Song Linyuan's back was no longer as straight as before, he was bent over, and his whole person seemed to be able to fall down at any time.

"Holy ......" Song Linyuan is now at the end of his crossbow, and when he saw the emperor, he said with difficulty, "Ask the Holy ...... Married Shen Ling to his nephew, for which he ...... Nephew willing...... Cut off the official title, and ...... Take Shen Ling to a small border town...... for the rest of my life."

As soon as these words came out, the emperor was shocked, he never thought that Song Linyuan would be able to do this for Shen Ling.

But Song Linyuan's words also moved the emperor's heart, although Song Linyuan usually showed no ambition and lived happily, but since the last time Song Linyuan asked for orders to go to Muyang County to deal with the plague, the emperor has noticed many clues.

The reason why he wanted to assign Xiao Qianqian to Song Linyuan was also to prevent Song Linyuan and Shen Ling from colluding and bringing danger to his dynasty.

The emperor's eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at Song Linyuan, who was kneeling on the ground, "Linyuan, have you really thought about it?"

Song Linyuan was resolute and shook his body to kowtow to the emperor.

"Seek the consummation of the Holy One."

After hearing this, the emperor sighed and pretended to be helpless, "That's it, for your sake, I can take back the holy decree, but Shen Ling is already married to the national teacher after all, and I still need to send someone to ask the meaning of the national teacher and the county lord."

Song Linyuan was overjoyed when he heard this, "Thank you!"

"Alright, I've promised you, you can get up now."