The hall was silent for a long time. He Yunchu was so nervous that he had no choice but to squeeze Wei Siyun's hand.
She hopes that Zhao Su is happy, whether as He Yunchu or as a soul occupying He Yunchu's body.
But she can't say anything to force her, because Zhao Su doesn't live for anyone. She is an independent individual first and has the right to make her own choices.
No matter what Zhao Su chooses, He Yunchu will definitely support it.
Wei Siyun was pinched painfully by her, so he reached over and held He Yunchu tightly, wrapping her hand in his palm.
The hall was silent for a long time, so long that Le Yu couldn't help but curiously walked over and looked at Zhao Su with her round eyes.
Zhao Su naturally felt uncomfortable being stared at by so many people.
I wonder if she doesn't think highly of Meng Ke?
No, what Meng Ke did had seeped into her life little by little over the past few years.
Even though she was a rough guy, he had nothing to say to her.
When He Yunchu first left, Zhao Su was sad for a long time. At that time, he was prone to wandering thoughts and couldn't stay in Fufeng City.
She always felt that He Yunchu's departure had a lot to do with her.
Because she failed to fulfill her responsibilities as a mother.
At that time, it was also Meng Ke. Seeing that Zhao Su was failing day by day, he went out of his way to find her.
He would go to the city or the outskirts of the city, and he would know where there were headaches and fever, and would take Zhao Su to see a doctor.
Doctors have a kind heart. Later, when Zhao Su had someone to rely on, it gradually became clear again.
No one else knows about this, but Zhao Su remembers it clearly.
But when it came to accepting Meng Ke and living together in the future, she felt uncertain.
When she married He Feng, she thought it was enough for her to be a virtuous wife who could take care of the housework.
But that kind of life does not satisfy He Feng. What he likes is his second wife who is good at asking for trouble and has a sweet mouth.
Without those Zhao Su, living with her must be dull.
"Don't you...don't you think I'm boring? I'm very boring. I don't like to talk, and I don't know how to say nice things."
Meng Ke groaned: "Don't I know what your temper is? It's a good thing to be quiet and not make a fuss. Why do you have so much trouble in life? I will treat you well in the future."
Zhao Su bit her lower lip, unable to make a decision.
This was done in front of the emperor and empress. Once the decision was made, there was no turning back.
"I also brought the heirloom that my mother gave to my wife." Meng Ke suddenly took something out of his arms, which was a full-body emerald green bracelet: "Jiaojiao's mother is not in good health. She asked me to look behind her when she left.
He is a lovely person, and he cannot let down the old Meng family. I, Meng Ke, am not a perfect person, and I don’t know how to be obedient. If you agree, I will show you how to do it in the future."
People who do a lot will always impress people more than those who speak nicely.
Zhao Su hesitantly turned her eyes to He Yunchu, who looked at her with bright eyes full of tears and emotion.
She took a deep breath, finally made up her mind, and extended her hand to Meng Ke.
I don't know who clapped the hands first, but Wei Siyun also spoke from the main seat: "On this special day, I will... give you a marriage?"
This is probably the first time in history that a mother-in-law is granted a marriage.
The courtiers were slightly stunned, and then they didn't know who took the lead in laughing.
Wei Siyun's eunuch is also a good judge of expressions. At this moment, the atmosphere is just right. He even said a congratulatory speech: "What a happy new year. Your Majesty, it seems that our Xiling will definitely reach a higher level in the coming year!"
Wei Siyun waved his palm and said: "Everyone who serves in the palace today will be rewarded."
There was a lot of fun in the main hall. The main course had not yet been served, but the atmosphere was already at its highest.
But the joy was short-lived. I don't know who suddenly said: "Since it is a happy day, I think it is even more joyful."
He Yunchu fed Ping An an orange slice and couldn't help laughing when he saw her sore eyebrows knotted. Le Yu came back from Zhao Su again and asked for an orange slice with his mouth open, but he was not afraid of the sourness and was still proud after eating it.
Yang Yang raised his eyebrows at Ping An.
After He Yunchu finished laughing, he turned around and heard the old minister who had just spoken make a bow.
He probably also wanted to seek good luck, so he said proudly: "The draft will be held soon after the New Year. The Holy Emperor's harem is sparse, and the only heirs are the current eldest prince. Oh no, the eldest prince and the eldest princess must be together."
It’s not enough, it’s a royal job to spread the branches and leaves, and the lower official has already drawn up the draft list, why don’t your Majesty take a look at it?”
As soon as he finished speaking, the hall fell silent again.
It's just that the current Jing is very different from the one just now. Just now, everyone was afraid of disturbing Zhao Su's thoughts, but now they don't dare to answer the phone at all.
And no one dared to look up at the faces of the emperor and empress.
After waiting for a while and not hearing an answer, the old minister urged again: "Your Majesty, look -"
"Yes, Your Majesty." Another voice sounded at this time. This time it was a young civil servant who passed the imperial examination. He looked a bit like a nerd and his reaction was a few beats slow.
He actually walked out and followed the old minister, bending down and clumsily trying to find trouble for the emperor: "Two days ago, I heard that there was a problem with the ingredients for the palace banquet. The princess of Namojia tried her best to solve the problem. I am sorry.
I heard that this princess also has a deep friendship for the Holy One. Anyway, the harem is vacant, so Your Majesty might as well add some luck as soon as possible."
Before Wei Siyun finished listening, he looked at He Yunchu's face and found that He Yunchu's face was stunned, and his face immediately darkened.
The two people in the hall were still confused about life and death. They looked at each other and felt that what the other said made sense.
The rest of the audience wiped the cold sweat from their cheeks.
Wei Siyun's tone of voice changed when he spoke, from being friendly to being cold: "Oh? I heard that? Who did Aiqing hear that from?"
The nerd scratched his head: "Everyone says that."
Several ministers in the palace began to sweat, because the matter of the Canaan Princess was directly reported to the previous court, so the ministers had heard about it.
And once you hear it, it’s impossible not to talk about it.
Since ancient times, no one can escape gossip.
Moreover, the Canaan princess did it so obviously, didn’t she come to the Holy Spirit just to make it clear?
At the beginning of spring, King Mojia brought her here with the intention of marrying his daughter to her. But who knew that the Holy Sage was not in the palace at that time, so the matter was abandoned.
The mutton thing seems more like an excuse. You said it was a coincidence that the sheep couldn't get through what the Queen was doing in Mojia, but as soon as the princess took action, the sheep was available?
Even if you say it's not for the emperor, you won't believe it even if your head is chopped off.
So everyone knew it, and everyone talked to it privately.
but--
Now that the queen is in a high position and has just given you a reward, who dares to say this?
Even if you are dissatisfied with the emperor's meager number of heirs, you should not point it out at this time.
After saying this, what position will the queen be placed in?
I just got married this year, I went through all the trouble to find the prince, and I have a deep love with the emperor as husband and wife. Now you want the emperor to take a concubine?
So those ministers who had chatted with the bookworm regretted it so much that they wished they could disappear on the spot.
But Lingchi's punishment came quickly.
The nerd counted on his fingers: "Master Tan, the envoy of the Song Dynasty, Chen Changqing——"