"Cousin, this is what Lu Gongzi asked me to bring into the palace to give you." Zhang Nianzhu quietly handed a letter to her.

Ling Wanwan asked Chunying to pour her tea and hurriedly opened the letter.

Lu Zhiheng said in the letter that he had explained her difficulties to Lu Henian, and asked Lu Henian to come forward to fight with the fourth prince for his and her in-laws, but Lu Henian refused, he was dealing with him at home, and asked her to wait patiently for some time.

"Master Lu, in order to let Master Lu help you, he has been kneeling outside Master Lu's study for three days... Cousin, why don't you forget it..."

Zhang Nianzhu had no intention of drinking tea, and gently grabbed Ling Wanwan's sleeve to persuade her.

Ling Wanwan looked at Zhang Nianzhu's distressed appearance and was about to cry, and instantly understood something.

She opened her mouth and asked, "How did this letter come into your hands?" You also know Lu Gongzi? ”

Zhang Nianzhu's eyes showed a hint of evasion, she pursed her lips and nodded, explaining: "In the past, it was common for him to go to his home to find his cousin, and he met a few times. This letter was given to me by the little servant he sent to me, you and I are cousins, it will be more convenient for me to go into the palace to find you. ”

Ling Wanwan knew that she couldn't believe her words, so she planned and said: "Since Master Lu refuses to help me, you go and help me talk to Master Lu, so that he doesn't have to waste his efforts anymore, his body is important, otherwise I will become a sinner of the Lu family." ”

"Hmm."

Zhang Nianzhu nodded without thinking about it, and a hint of joy flashed across her eyebrows.

"Phew! A white-eyed wolf with a thousand cuts! Chunying scolded her departing figure, then turned back to Ling Wanwan and asked, "Niangniang, why do you believe her words?" ”

"I know that I can't believe all her words, but so many days have passed, and if Lu Zhiheng had a way, there would have been news a long time ago. Besides, Zhang Nianzhu looked so anxious that she was about to cry, and I knew that Lu Zhiheng was really kneeling outside Lu Henian's study as she said, and it would be useless for him to kneel like this. ”

Seeing that the fifth day of the fifth month of May was getting closer and closer, Ling Wanwan was like sitting on pins and needles.

Zhao Huaiyi's person was uncertain, and Ling Wanwan didn't know if he had listened to what she said that day.

Anyway, for so many days, she couldn't even see his figure.

During this period, Su Yunqing also came to her several times and explained to her some details that should be paid attention to on the day of remarriage.

After a few contacts, one day Ling Wanwan finally couldn't help but ask her: "What kind of virtue can this palace have, and how can it bother the four princes to be so concerned?" ”

Since she was told that she was going to remarry Murong Ye, it had always been a matter for Empress Dowager Cao and Su Yunqing to come forward to remarry in Zhang Luo, and Ling Wanwan hadn't even seen Murong Ye.

The few surviving ladies of the harem also kept silent about this matter and watched as if they were lively.

"The prince's love for the mother is not something that the courtiers can say clearly, he asked the courtiers to come to Zhang Luo and your relatives, and the courtiers will do it according to the order, and the rest can be asked in person after you and the prince are married."

The ancient woman's obedient side to her husband's words was vividly shown in Su Yunqing.

It happens that on the second day of the fifth month, the new emperor will ascend to the Temple of Heaven to worship the gods, and the princes and officials will enter the palace to worship together.

After the worship was over, after Murong Ye stepped down from the Temple of Heaven, he was quietly taken to the imperial garden by Chunying.

"We're going to get married in two days, and Niangniang can't wait to see this king?"

was brought to the imperial garden by her for a tryst, and Murong Ye felt very fresh.

Ling Wanwan looked at Murong Ye, who was dressed in gorgeous clothes, wearing a jade crown, and had a beautiful face, among the seven sons of Emperor Xiaoheng, he was the most outstanding and the most famous.

Full of economy and talent, it is a reputation that the harem concubines often use on him when chatting in private.

If he hadn't seen Zhao Huaiyi, Ling Wanwan would probably think that he was the most beautiful man in Shengjing.

"Fourth prince, this palace has no intention of marrying you, please retire your relatives." Ling Wanwan lowered her posture and begged him.

Murong Ye smiled and said in a quiet voice: "The king can promise you everything else, except for this matter." ”

"Why?"

Ling Wanwan raised her eyes, her eyebrows tightened.

Murong Ye lowered his head slightly, leaned over to her ear and whispered: "You caused this king to lose the throne, if you don't marry you back, you will be ravaged slowly. How can you get the hatred in the heart of this king? ”

Ling Wanwan's breath was suffocated, and the person was so shocked that he fell backwards, and he pressed his big hand against the soft back.

"This king heard that the mother is still in place. The body of the son? ”

Ling Wanwan's ten fingers were slightly white, and when he raised his eyes to look at him again, he could clearly see the burning in his phoenix eyes.