Concubine Fan sighed: "Before, you were fooling around, and I let you do it. But now at the critical moment, Prince Cheng has been imprisoned. It is not easy for you to reach this point. You must not be affected by these messy problems.
You! These women are all from famous families, and one of them was recommended by the Queen Mother!"
Concubine Fan brought the portrait to Prince Liang and said, "Mu Yundie, the daughter of Scholar Mu, is also a favorite of this palace, but..."
The King of Liang said irritably: "Then the mother-in-law will just take care of it!"
Before Concubine Fan finished her words, Prince Liang walked out.
Concubine Fan sighed and looked down at Mu Yundie.
In the past, she was relatively satisfied with this woman, but she was used to flattering others and suppressing others. During the time when Prince Liang lost power, Mu Yundie stayed far away from Prince Liang and her Yilan Palace. They were not a good match for sharing weal and woe.
!
I just heard that it was Princess Taiping who recommended it to the Queen Mother. Mu Yundie’s father, Mu Silu, was Ji Shiyi’s mentor...
Concubine Fan paused, then she picked out Mu Yundie's portrait and handed it to her nanny, "Go back to the Queen Mother and tell her to follow her wishes!"
Grandma quickly took the portrait with both hands and responded.
When King Liang left the palace, he felt depressed and did not need to be followed by guards. He walked and walked to the gate of the Imperial Palace.
Prince Liang stood in front of the gate of the Metropolitan Procuratorate and couldn't help but smile bitterly. Unexpectedly, he still couldn't let go of that person!
At this moment, Song Fuxin was walking out of the Metropolitan Procuratorate. Just as Prince Liang was about to step forward, he heard a delicate call.
"Husband!" That delicate call came from a carriage outside the gate of the Metropolitan Procuratorate. Following this call, a pair of small jade-white hands stretched out from inside, opened the curtains, and sat inside.
It is Qiu Miu Miu.
Song Fuxin's face swept away the seriousness and indifference of the inspector, and he smiled. He quickly walked to the carriage and whispered something to Qiu Miu Miu in the carriage. Soon, Qiu Miu Miu handed over a food box from the window.
Come on, Song Fujin quickly picked it up.
The two talked for a while, and then Song Fujin took a few steps back and waved goodbye to Qiu Miu Miu.
Qiu Miu Miu closed the curtains and the carriage drove away slowly.
Song Fuxin happily carried the food box and was about to go back to the Metropolitan Procuratorate to enjoy it. When he turned around, he saw King Liang standing not far away.
King Liang slightly twitched the corners of his lips and looked at Song Fuxin, with an indescribable meaning in his eyes.
Song Fuxin hurriedly came forward with the food box, looked around and asked, "Why is the prince here alone? Where are the personal guards?"
"I feel upset. I went out for a walk by myself. I don't know how I ended up here!" King Liang waved his hand, waved his sleeves twice, and glanced around with some embarrassment.
Song Fuxin glanced at the food box and asked, "Can you please have lunch, Your Majesty?"
King Liang shook his head.
"If the prince doesn't mind the meal prepared by my wife for me..." Song Fuxin said.
King Liang hesitated for a moment and nodded.
After finding a teahouse, Prince Liang ordered a pot of tea and two plates of snacks, and watched Song Fuxin put some food on the table.
Braised pork ribs, fried shrimps, scrambled eggs with tomatoes and old duck soup, but it is very rich.
King Liang looked at it and said with a smile: "I didn't expect that Qiu Jinhong's daughter is quite good at cooking!"
Song Fuxin said with a smile: "My wife grew up in the countryside. My father-in-law had not yet become rich at that time, so she knew how to cook a little bit, but this is the old duck soup that she originally knew. These three are my mother's.
His craftsmanship, especially the braised pork ribs, is Mr. Ji’s favorite. Your Highness Prince Liang, please try it too!”
Prince Liang had no appetite, but he still politely took the small bowl handed over by Song Fuxin, glanced at the ribs and said, "Thanks to you for coming to me for what happened last time. Now I am able to cooperate with Eleven, thanks to
you!"
Song Fuxin said: "His Royal Highness Prince Liang helped Mr. Ji and my mother. Ordinary people cannot understand the matter between my mother and Mr. Ji. However, Prince Liang, you are a kind-hearted person. I think I can understand and support you, so
I just want to cooperate with His Highness Prince Liang!"
King Liang smiled helplessly, yes, he liked that person, and it was even more unacceptable in this world!
"I heard that the time has been set for your mother to get married to Shiyi?" King Liang asked.
Song Fujin nodded: "It will be in May next year."
King Liang sighed.
Song Fujin raised his eyes and asked, "Why did the prince sigh?"
"Eleven is brave enough. My father hasn't said anything now, so he has decided the date privately!" King Liang sighed, "The Chinese New Year is coming up in these days, and with King Cheng's affairs, my father is unable to do anything at all.
, but according to my understanding of my father, he will not let Eleven get married so easily!"
Song Fuxin smiled: "I believe Mr. Ji can solve it and he can protect my mother!"
King Liang looked at him: "You trust him very much!"
Song Fuxin nodded: "Don't His Highness Prince Liang also trust Mr. Ji very much? Now the three of us are in the same boat, because only if you, Prince Liang, get that seat, can my mother and Mr. Ji live a stable life in the future, right?"
Song Fuxin's words immediately dispelled some of Liang Wang's previous doubts. He smiled and said: "I naturally believe in the Eleven, and I point to the Eleven gang to become the king!"
Song Fuxin smiled and looked at the braised pork ribs in front of Prince Liang: "Won't you try it, Your Majesty?"
King Liang wanted to reluctantly take a bite, but he didn't expect that the taste was really good, so he ate several pieces in succession.
Qiu Miaomiao prepared only five or six pieces of braised pork ribs for Song Fuxin alone. Seeing that King Liang liked it, Song Fuxin put all the ribs in his bowl.
King Liang lowered his head and ate. The ribs were very sweet. Although his heart was sour, it was somewhat relieved.
After eating the ribs, King Liang whispered: "What do you think of me marrying Mu Yundie?"
Song Fujin paused for a moment: "Master Mu has some power of his own in the court. It would indeed be helpful if His Royal Highness Prince Liang becomes his son-in-law!"
"Well, I will marry her!" His Royal Highness Prince Liang nodded, stood up and left.
Song Fujin raised his eyes and looked up. He didn't know why, but he felt a little empty in his heart.
Song Fuxin didn't know why he felt like this, so he hurriedly finished the meal Qiu Miu Miu sent him, drank tea and continued back to the Metropolitan Procuratorate.
The decree of marriage came to Mu's house.
Mu Yundie and Mu Silu knelt on the ground to receive the order.
When Mu Yundie heard the words "Princess Liang", a smile of success finally appeared on her face.
That’s fine too!
Mu Silu quickly stood up and urged Mu Yundie to accept the order.
Mu Yundie stepped forward to receive the imperial edict.
"Congratulations to Mr. Mu and Miss Mu!" The father-in-law who came to announce the decree said with a smile, "The marriage is scheduled for March. There are still three months left, so it's time to prepare!"
Mu Yundie held the handkerchief. In March, it would be good to get married two months earlier than Ji Shiyi!