In fact, to understand all this, Song Lianhe does not need to take any measures, as long as he lets it go and no longer interferes.

In this way, Zhou Cangyan's "kiss" yesterday was fully explained, and Song Lianhe no longer had to dwell on it.

She came to the flower hall, where Marquis Xuanchang and his wife had been waiting for a long time. After seeing her, the two elders smiled happily and said, "My dear daughter, Sun, look what did grandpa buy for you? It's your favorite pink corner when you were a child!" There are also rice cakes and flower stuffing..." Then he took out a small windmill from his arms, "And this!"

Song Lianhe also didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Grandpa, how old am I? I stopped playing these things a long time ago."

"Ah, what does my good daughter Sun like? You tell grandpa and grandpa will get it for you!"

Mrs. Xuanchang Hou laughed at the side and said: "You don't know that your grandfather had a drink with Mr. Cao yesterday, and after being sent back by Cao's people early in the morning, he clamored to buy you food. This He bought a large table, saying that you like to eat, but he doesn’t think that after all these years, your taste has been very different."

Song Lianhe lowered his eyes, and without saying a word, he picked up the chopsticks and picked up a pink corner, "I love to eat, I love to eat too!"

"Really?"

Marquis Xuanchang was so happy that he looked at his wife, "Madam, what did I say? I don't know what Wen Yin likes to eat? She is the good daughter and grandson that I have grown up in the palm of my hand!"

"Yes, yes, the master is right."

The two of them just watched Song Lianhe, smiling and watching her eat one bite after another. Finally, they took the small windmill bought by Xuanchang Hou and played wildly in the yard for a while.

The maids and servants of the Hou Mansion were watching happily.

Aunt Diao said: "Our Marquis Mansion hasn't been so lively in many years."

A little maid joked: "I didn't expect that our young lady would still be so playful at such an old age?"

"That's Miss trying to make our Marquis and Madam happy." Aunt Diao couldn't help but sigh as she spoke, "Miss, this time it's been a thousand sails. It's really different."

After making the two elders happy, Song Lianhe helped them back to the living room, and then asked about what happened last night.

Marquis Xuanchang snorted coldly: "I have no control over whoever the Holy One wants to take care of! But don't even think about it in the name of my granddaughter!"

"You, be careful what you say!"

Mrs. Xuanchang Hou glanced at Aunt Diao. The latter understood, closed the door and stood guard outside, and dispersed all the servants.

"Grandpa, are you summoned by the emperor to return to the city this time?"

Song Lianhe always had doubts, because in the original book, Marquis Xuanchang did not return to Ling'an at this time.

But it happened that the old man returned in time this time. If it weren't for her grandfather, she and Zhou Cangyan might not have been able to escape unscathed.

"This is what happened~"

Marquis Xuanchang twirled his beard and chuckled. He looked at his wife first. Mrs. Xuanchang smiled slightly and said, "They are all our own grandchildren. There is nothing to hide. You can tell her earlier so that you can deal with it."

"That's fine!"

Marquis Xuanchang raised his fingers and said, "Granddaughter, come here with your ears!"

Song Lianhe was really curious and immediately came over: "Grandpa, tell me quickly!"

"Yes……"

Song Lianhe's eyes widened and he said in disbelief: "It turns out..."

Mrs. Xuanchanghou immediately signaled her to be silent.

"Oh oh oh!"

Song Lianhe immediately shut his mouth.

"But my dear grandson, I have another matter that is more important now." Hou Xuanchang clicked his tongue twice and said unhurriedly: "You and that boy Qing Wang..."

"Master Hou." Mrs. Xuanchang frowned and shook her head.

"Oh, okay, okay... King Qing! King Qing, let's go!" Hou Xuanchang rolled his eyes and said, "You and King Qing are tied to death in front of the Holy Master. You want to break up with that kid Zhou Ziyin... ...Well, for King Ling’s engagement, you have to marry King Qing! Do you understand this truth?”

"I understand!"

Song Lianhe was still eating melon seeds, as if he didn't realize the seriousness of the situation.

"Let me ask." Mrs. Xuanchanghou was anxious, and pulled her over and said, "Tomorrow is the wedding day of King Ling. It was originally scheduled that the two daughters of the General's Mansion would get married on the same day. That is, if you don't want to attract other people's attention, , tomorrow is also your wedding day to King Qing!"

"Pfft~"

Song Lianhe squirted out a sip of tea, and it happened to hang on his grandfather's beard.

She hurriedly wiped her grandfather's beard, and now her face showed some panic, "I'm getting married? Tomorrow?"

"You do not know?"

Mrs. Xuanchang Hou said: "The queen used this as an excuse to summon me and your grandfather back to the city."

Song Lianhe felt more and more guilty: "I...I seem to have heard..."

It was only because so many things had happened in the past two days that she didn't even take a breather. She vaguely remembered that Zhou Cangyan had mentioned...

"Oh, grandma, what should we do now?"

"What should I do? Of course you have to listen to my good daughter and grandson!" Marquis Xuanchang slapped the table and said in a rough voice: "If my daughter and grandson doesn't want to, no one's words will help!"

Mrs. Xuanchang Hou glared at him, "This is so urgent, why are you talking about it?"

Marquis Xuanchang pursed his lips, but he did not dare to disobey his wife.

"Grandma asked you, when you heard that King Qing was being tortured in the palace, you rushed to save him?"

"Yes!" Song Lianhe nodded obediently: "He did it because he offended the Holy One, so of course I have to save him!"

"Okay, then grandma will ask you again, in front of the Holy Emperor, you would rather resist the decree than marry His Highness Ling Wang. Are you unwilling or motivated?"

"Of course I don't want to marry him! He wants to marry Song Xilan, and he still misses me. Who does he think he is? All the good things in the world have been taken away by him? Ugh!"

Marquis Xuanchang nodded: "Yes and that's right!"

Mrs. Xuanchang Hou now had some ideas in her mind and asked again: "What do you think of His Highness King Qing?"

Song Lianhe almost blurted out: "Very good!"

She didn't notice the eye contact between Xuanchang Hou and his wife. She thought about it carefully and added: "Maybe she has a bad temper, but she's fine with me and I haven't lost my temper too much. Then, my brain is pretty good. Well, The most important thing is that he is a real villain! If he wants to do bad things, then he will be bad through and through, no need to pretend or disdain! He is much more pleasing to the eye than Zhou Junlin who puts on airs!"

Mrs. Xuanchang Hou smiled, "Grandma understands."

"Humph~" Xuanchang Hou couldn't laugh anymore, "What a good cabbage..."

Mrs. Xuanchanghou immediately made the decision: "Without further delay, Lord Marquis, you go to Prince Qing's Mansion immediately!"

"I dont go."

"you--"

At this moment, Aunt Diao said from outside: "Madam, someone from Prince Qing's Mansion is here."

Mrs. Xuanchanghou raised her eyebrows, pursed her lips and smiled with satisfaction, "Who is here?"

Aunt Diao's voice was filled with a smile: "To answer Madam, His Highness King Qing came here in person."

Hearing this, the smile on Mrs. Xuanchanghou's face became even brighter, "Okay."

She stood up and glanced at the reluctant Marquis Xuanchang, "Master Marquis, please follow me to greet the distinguished guests."

"I do not……"

Mrs. Xuanchang Hou glared: "Are you going or not?"

"...Go, go."

When he heard it was Zhou Cangyan, Song Lianhe wanted to ask if his injury was better, so he stood up: "Then I..."

Mrs. Xuanchang Hou said seriously: "You stay here."

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