The Empress's reaction was particularly calm. She took the portrait from Song Xiang and said solemnly, "This is Murong Bai, the son of Murong Bi Xin, the chief priest of Si Tian Tai!"

"This boy rarely attends banquets. Whenever he attends a banquet, he covers his face with a green sheep mask, so no one knows his true appearance!"

"Don't even mention her. Your mother and I have never seen Master Murong's appearance!"

Song Xiang was surprised: "Even the Queen Mother, who is the Supreme Emperor, has never seen his appearance?"

"Why is that!"

The Empress slowly said, "As the High Priest of our dynasty, Murong Bi Xin is responsible for offering sacrifices and observing the stars! The most important affairs of the country are sacrifices and war. Once the two armies go to war, the High Priest will take on the role of military advisor, often on par with the Great General of our dynasty who protects the country. Not only can he make plans before the war, but he can also stabilize the morale of the army and perform witchcraft during the war; he can also chant blessings after the war and bury the bodies of the fallen soldiers."

"In order to protect the high priest and prevent enemy spies from seeing the high priest's true appearance, the empresses of all generations made each high priest wear a sacrificial mask!"

Song Xiang nodded and asked, "Then why did the Queen Mother include the son of the High Priest in the selection of portraits?"

The Empress smiled and said, "The High Priest has a daughter and a son, and both her daughter's and son's husbands were chosen by the High Priest herself. But for some reason, she found me this morning and personally handed me this portrait, and even tried to match you up with Master Murong..."

"But I have never met Mr. Murong, and the high priest has never met me. Wouldn't it be too hasty to bring them together?"

"My son, be careful with your words!" the Empress warned solemnly, "It is your blessing to marry Master Murong. You must not interfere with the High Priest's decision!"

"Besides, you have met Mr. Murong before..."

Song Xiang was shocked: "We have met before? How come I didn't know?"

The Empress smiled meaningfully and said, "He is now in charge of the position of the Imperial Master and brought my son back from Xuanyang Prefecture. He has done his best for my son!"

Hearing this, Song Xiang let out a cry and opened his mouth wide. After a moment, he finally realized, "Father said... that Master Wuchen is Young Master Murong? How is that possible?"

The Empress handed the portrait in her hand to Song Xiang, her expression somewhat solemn: "The High Priest family is already extremely beautiful, with stones as jade and pines as green, and the men are unique and there is no other like them in the world. It's just that because of the inheritance of witchcraft, they have two more faces for people to see, and together with the face of the priest, they make three faces!"

"What you are seeing now is one of his three phases!" After saying that, he instructed Song Xiang, "This matter is a royal secret, outsiders are not allowed to know, my son, you must keep it a secret!"

Song Xiang responded calmly, but his tone was still hesitant: "Father, I find it hard to connect Master Wuchen with Master Murong. I also can't imagine that a person can have three phases. This is too weird!"

The Emperor and Empress were quite calm. They said as if it was normal: "The world is so vast that nothing is impossible. Sacrificial offerings are already very mysterious, let alone the Three Ministers!"

"Xuan Yi, you have looked at all these gentlemen. Have you made a choice? Which one do you want to choose as your legal husband?"

Seeing Song Xiang pursing his lips in thought, the Empress continued, "I originally wanted you to choose Master Xin as your principal husband. Now that the High Priest has intervened, the choice of principal husband will naturally fall on Master Murong. What do you think, my son?"

Hearing the words of the Emperor and Empress, Song Xiang felt heavy-hearted. She tried to force out a smile, but it seemed difficult. She could only lower her eyes and responded indifferently: "Everything is up to my father, the Empress!"

The empress did not see Song Xiang's expression, and handed a portrait to Song Xiang, changing her tone to comfort him and saying, "I really like this child of the Xin family. Since you have chosen a candidate for your principal husband, why not choose him as your concubine?"

Hearing the word "concubine", Song Xiang's deep and cold eyes suddenly showed a hint of warmth and emotion. She raised the corners of her lips, put on a perfect smile, and said obediently: "Since the Queen Mother likes him, then Xuanyi will marry him...but..."

"Just what?" The emperor and empress were intrigued. They suddenly raised their heads and looked at Song Xiang curiously.

Song Xiang changed the subject and pleaded earnestly, "It's just that I have a beloved one in my heart. I have been thinking about him day and night for a long time. I dream of marrying him as my legal husband!"

"Unfortunately, God does not grant my wish. I have no choice but to marry him as my concubine. I hope that my father will grant my request!"

"Oh? There is actually a young man that my son is worried about and obsessed with. How strange..." He showed a gratified expression again and asked, "Do you know whose young man he is?"

Song Xiang said with some embarrassment: "It's the son of Minister Qian's family!"

The gratification on the Empress's face faded a little, replaced by a solemn look: "Minister Qian's family is too low-class, not worthy of my son!"

"If you really want to marry her, just marry her as an ordinary concubine, it won't be a big deal!"

Hearing this, Song Xiang slowly stood up and knelt in front of the emperor and empress, with a hint of bitterness in his voice: "I beg you to grant my son's wish!"

"What are you doing!" The Empress came over to help Song Xiang up, looking reluctant, "It's not that I don't want to help you, but Minister Qian is only a third-rank official, so her son is naturally of a lower status. This is really a bit of an insult to my son!"

"I don't care about these things! Father, I like Young Master Qian and am willing to make him my concubine." Song Xiang argued, "Besides, I have already agreed to marry Young Master Murong and Young Master Xin. They both have good family backgrounds and will not let people look down on me. So if I marry Young Master Qian as my concubine, it shouldn't affect anything."

"Please ask the Queen to help me..."

The Empress sighed and said earnestly, "Since Xuanyi likes him, let's wait until the autumn hunting banquet in a few days and see what happens. After all, you don't need to marry him now. Your elder sister and second sister haven't married yet, so there's no rush to find a husband. Let's settle the marriage first..."

Song Xiang obediently agreed and sat down with the emperor and empress, only to hear the emperor and empress talking about Xin Fusu again.

"This child has been like a fairy since he was little, very lovable, and now that he has grown up, he is even more radiant. Don't you know that the noble families in the capital are almost breaking down the gate of the Xin family in order to marry him!"

Seeing that Song Xiang was listening attentively, he added, "Mr. Xin will definitely go to the Autumn Hunting Banquet. My son must behave well and don't lose the dignity of the princess!"

"I'll ask Yun Que to take you hunting in the enclosure these days, so that you won't be upstaged by others on hunting day!"

Song Xiang felt a little embarrassed. She didn't grow up in Kyoto, so how could she know anything about hunting? It seemed that she would have to make up for it in the next few days.

Anyway, we can’t let Her Majesty the Empress and the Emperor and Empress lose face.


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