Help! The system forces me to support a man to become a royal concubine

"Miss Song... No, Master Song." Mrs. Tan looked at Song Qian, who was dressed in women's clothes, and suddenly thought of something and called out, "Why did Master Song bring us here to find Butler Deng? Butler Deng has been ill for some time and has been resting."

"Do you want to know what's wrong with him? Come over and listen and you'll know." Song Qian said lightly as he listened to the voice of Butler Deng coming from inside.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me, I didn't mean to hurt you, please let me go." Voices begging for mercy were heard from inside the house.

"This is the voice of Butler Deng. Could it be Butler Deng..." Mrs. Tan said in surprise.

"Beast." Before Mrs. Tan could finish her words, Tan Lin kicked the door open. In the room, housekeeper Deng had his eyes closed, waved his hands around, and kept muttering, "Don't kill me, don't kill me."

"You beast, get up quickly." Tan Lin rudely dragged housekeeper Jiang Deng off the bed.

"Young Master? Young Master, do you have something to talk to me about?" Butler Deng had just woken up from a nightmare. He looked at everyone in the room and asked curiously without realizing what was happening.

"You still dare to pretend to be ignorant. Tell me, did you kill my wife?" Tan Lin pulled Butler Deng's collar angrily.

"I didn't do that, young master. How dare I murder the young lady?" Butler Deng said guiltily.

"You still dare to quibble. We all heard it. You said don't kill me, but did you also kill Zhen'er?" Tan Lin said angrily.

"I really didn't, young master..." Butler Deng wanted to continue to quibble.

"Alright, stop quibbling. I've already found out everything about those brides. And not only them, you killed Xiao Meng as well, right? You pierced her head with a silver needle, covered her mouth and nose with a quilt, strangled her with a thin thread together with the quilt, and then threw her into the water, creating the illusion that she drowned. I have found the silver needle and rope you used to commit the crime, and I also found out that you studied medicine for several years before you became a housekeeper. So what? Do you still want to quibble?" Song Qian said calmly.

"I admit it, I plead guilty." Butler Deng sat on the ground dejectedly.

"I had no intention of harming them. The matter was reported by the young master who went to the neighboring county. The lady didn't like Zhen'er, so she asked me to send someone to send her away and gave her a lot of silver. During the escort, I became greedy and killed her. As for the other young ladies, I was also attracted by their beauty. I thought that I had killed one of them without being discovered, so..." Butler Deng lowered his head after he finished speaking.

"Send him to the authorities for investigation." Song Qian said and left. At this time, a large number of detectives rushed in.

"Master, there's a letter from Mo Yuan." Mo Xuan said after looking at the letter written by Mo Yuan.

"What did you write?" Song Qian asked indifferently.

"He said that the Grand Tutor is in charge of government affairs very well. Many ministers want to win over the Grand Tutor by marrying him, but the Grand Tutor has not agreed. However, several concubines in the harem are beginning to become restless. Seeing that the Grand Tutor is only in charge temporarily and the Emperor has no children yet, they want to have affairs with the guards in the name of taking care of the Emperor so that they can have children. I want to ask how the Master plans to deal with this situation."

"Just deal with it however you want. Since they want to take care of the emperor so much, just lock them up with the emperor. Do you have to write to me for such a trivial matter?" Song Qian said with a frown.

"No, he also said..." Mo Xuan paused and continued: "He also said that he wanted to marry Ye Yun, and asked the master to approve it." I haven't even gotten married yet~ Mo Xuan couldn't help but curled his lips and thought.

"Okay, I agree. You can send Mo Xun to replace him first and allow him to return to the palace after getting married." Song Qian said lightly.

"Then master, can I also..." Mo Xuan said shyly.

"Do you want to get married too?" Song Qian asked, raising his eyebrows.

"Yeah." Mo Xuan nodded quickly and replied.

"Okay, then you two will get married together, but it seems that you haven't even confessed your love to Miss Chen yet?" Song Qian said with a smile on his face.

"I have important things to do, so I'll take my leave." Mo Xuan was stunned for a moment, then quickly took his leave and left in the direction of Chen Xingyao.

"Hehe, not only has your brain been not working properly recently, but you've also been increasingly disregarding me. You ran away before I even said a word." Song Qian shook his head and laughed.

Fifteen days later...

"One comb, comb to the end; two combs, white hair to eyebrows; three combs, comb until children and grandchildren are everywhere, or, one comb to the head. Two combs to the end. Three combs to the white hair and eyebrows." The two bridesmaids said as they combed Yun Fu's hair behind Chen Xingyao and Ye Yun. Dozens of miles of red makeup. The carriages were lined up from the beginning to the end of the street, in an orderly manner. Countless roses were spread on the roadside. The cold wind carried the fragrance of the flowers and made her dizzy. Even the trees in the city were tied with countless red ribbons. Soldiers were everywhere on the roadside to maintain order. The crowds were surging. They were shoulder to shoulder, and everyone stretched their heads to watch this rare wedding in a century. Although not as spectacular as Song Qianqizhou's wedding, it was also rare to see.

The courtyard of the chapel...

"The flower car is welcomed and firecrackers are set off. The groom hugs the bride tightly, with the big red wedding character grinning. The two newlyweds are the protagonists. They sing a song of perfect match, which makes their relatives and friends cry with joy. The bride and groom are even more intoxicated. The Milky Way is building a magpie bridge tonight." The spectators said in unison.

"Congratulations on your wedding! Worship the heaven and earth. The mandarin ducks face each other and bathe in red. The lovebirds, intertwined branches, will love each other for a lifetime. The salutes go off, the suona plays, the colorful butterflies dance like a match made in heaven. Enter the bridal chamber, on the wedding night, stay together and bathe in the river of love!" Yun Fu also hurriedly blessed the two couples.

"Thank you, Madam." Mo Xuan and Mo Yuan, as well as Chen Xingyao and Ye Yun, said in unison. After that, Mo Xuan and Mo Yuan looked at Song Qian in tacit understanding, their eyes full of expectation, causing Song Qian's mouth to twitch a few times before he slowly said, "A thousand years of fate, a hundred years of companionship, a hundred years of sleep. A match made in heaven, a mandarin duck, not an immortal!"

"Thank you, master." After hearing Song Qian's blessing, Mo Xuan and Mo Yuan walked towards their brides contentedly, while Chen Xingyao and Ye Yun chuckled. Although their expressions could not be seen, their happiness could be felt.

"My wife, was I so stupid when we first got married?" Song Qian asked with a frown.

"Pfft, you looked much dumber than them." Yun Fu couldn't help laughing when she thought about Song Qian's silly look in the bridal chamber. Song Qian smiled helplessly at Yun Fu's happy look. She was his wife, what else could he do but spoil her?

After Mo Xuan and Mo Yuan toasted some neighbors and fellow villagers, they went to look for their wives.

In Mo Xuan's room...

The red wedding room, red light bulbs, red sheets, red pillows, red veil, red embroidered shoes, red vases, red scissors, red wooden drums, red dates, red wine pots, red mandarin ducks, and red "囍" characters on the walls, dressing mirrors, and cabinets. Mo Xuan nervously lifted the bride's red veil, and seeing Chen Xingyao's shy face, he couldn't help but smile foolishly. What a fool. Chen Xingyao thought.