Qianqianjie, kidnap a reborn prince back to the modern era

Morning.

The servant who got up found that the newly married young lady had fainted in front of the courtyard gate and quickly reported it to the lady.

Wei brought people to Yesheng Pavilion and looked at Yun Wanqing, whose face was red, with disgust. She could tell at a glance that she had a fever.

"Go ask the doctor to come and take a look."

She looked at her disappointing son, who was leaning against Chunyu in a lazy and crooked manner. She felt very upset. She gave him a few instructions and took his people away.

The doctor came over quickly, took the patient's pulse, wrote out some medicine, gave some instructions, and left quickly.

After Yun Wanqing was fed medicine, she gradually woke up.

Her head was dizzy and she had to keep her eyelids open with great effort. A strange little maid helped her sit up and fed her some white porridge.

All her energy seemed to have been drained away. She was helped to lie down like a puppet and fell into a deep sleep again.

Day three.

Wei was reluctantly preparing a gift for her son's return home. Looking at her silent master and her son with an impatient look on his face, she felt very upset.

She had already learned from her son that Li had arranged for someone to replace the dowry.

The 128 dowries that were moved into the mansion that day and attracted the praises of passers-by were filled with rags and stones of various sizes.

When she heard this, she scolded Li again.

Oh! What a sin this is! It would be better to cancel the engagement.

Marrying a young lady like this would make her suffer as well.

Yun Wanqing slept soundly for two days. When she woke up, someone fed her some food. She couldn't taste it and could only swallow it mechanically.

The two maids, Chunyu and Peilan, never appeared again from that day on.

The two maids stayed by the bed and didn't dare leave, for fear that if something happened to the young lady, their lives would be in danger.

Looking at the young lady lying on the bed like a skeleton, almost silent, there was no trace of the pride and gentleness she had when she was in the prime minister's mansion.

The two maids served carefully, encouraged each other, and looked forward to the three-day return date to come soon.

It was almost noon, and the two old maids had to wake up the eldest lady.

"Miss, today is the day to return to your parents' home. You and your husband are going to return to your parents' home."

Yun Wanqing's eyes flickered and gradually focused.

"Going home? Going home?"

She regained some consciousness, and felt a tingling warmth flowing through her body, which restored some of her strength.

"I want to go home, I want to go home."

She struggled to stand up and repeated, "I want to go home."

A maid picked up the clothes and, with great effort, adjusted her twisting body to dress her.

The new clothes that I had cut to fit me a few days ago made a clanging sound when I put them on, just like hanging them on a hanger.

The other maid sighed and wiped her face with a handkerchief, thinking of applying some rouge and powder.

Yun Wanqing slapped her hand away, stood up with great effort, and repeated, "I want to go home, I want to go home."

The nanny reluctantly combed her hair into a young woman's bun, supported her, and walked out of the room.

The master, his wife and the eldest son were all standing in the yard, looking at the new bride who had come out, and they were all feeling extremely depressed.

"Butler Wu, you go back with the young master, and remember what I told you."

"Yes, sir, don't worry."

Song Qingfeng glanced at Yun Wanqing, strode away, and got on a white horse, which paced impatiently beside the carriage frame.

Two maids followed out, bowed to bid farewell to Mr. Song and Madam Song, and helped the eldest daughter Yun Wanqing into the carriage.

Prime Minister's House.

The gate of the mansion was wide open since dawn. Li sent a maid to guard the gate and a servant to keep an eye on the movements in the Song Mansion.

"My daughter, how are you going to spend these days?"

Li looked much more haggard and older, and her heart was always in pain, with no peace day or night.

The atmosphere in the Prime Minister's Mansion has been very strange these days. The concubines, concubines' sons and daughters, and even the servants did not dare to speak loudly, let alone ask anything.

Everyone was silently calculating the day when the eldest daughter would return home in three days. They got up early, dressed up themselves and their children, quietly came to the front yard, stood by the edge, waiting to welcome the eldest daughter Yun Wanqing back home.

Yun Xuanzhi sat solemnly in the flower hall in the front yard, his face so dark that ink could have dripped out, and his heart was in torment.

The sun rose slowly. Today's sun was quite bright. Everyone in the Prime Minister's Mansion seemed to be in agony.

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Prince Ning's Mansion.

Cang Min was picky about each piece of clothing, while Jing Zhan was waving a feather fan and teasing him.

"You're not going to be a groom, why are you taking it so seriously?"

"I want to propose marriage with the best manners. Don't you think that Mr. Yunshen is not worthy of me?"

Cang Min ignored Jing Zhan's teasing and continued to try on the coat carefully.

"Of course she is worthy of you. Putting aside her status in Qianmai Palace, her talent alone is a perfect match for your title as the most talented scholar in Dongcang. Once your happy event is made public, it will definitely bring us great support."

Jing Zhan strongly supports his good brother's heroic act today.

In the past two days, he had been making fun of his good brother, who he had grown up with, as he watched him become so ambitious and yet so anxious.

Ever since he came back from the Prime Minister's Mansion that day, Jing Zhan has heard the three words "Yun Qianyou" from time to time. He joked that his good brother had fallen ill.

Since you have fallen in love with her, marry her as soon as possible.

His joke made Cang Min stunned.

Yup!

Now that the young lady has caught his eye and his heart, what is there to wait for?

However, he still has no principal wife in his house. If a concubine or maidservant were to enter the house at this time, his father, the emperor, and his mother would not agree.

He tested his mother's intention, and of course, got the answer he expected.

His mother had no objection to him marrying the concubine of the Prime Minister's Mansion, but she required that it be done after he married his principal wife. Otherwise, it would create unnecessary grudges for his future principal wife.

He returned home in low spirits, feeling uneasy, as if he would miss out on the woman if he did not take action in the next few days.

Finally, he decided to disobey his mother once and seize the opportunity to propose to Prime Minister Yun.

He had to settle this matter quickly, even if his mother blamed him afterwards, he would sincerely apologize to her.

It is better to choose a day than to hit it.

He made up his mind last night and he will act this morning.

"Today is the day when the eldest daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion returns home. Aren't you going to add to the fun?"

Jing Zhan was called in early in the morning and was somewhat disapproving of the news of the bombing.

He didn't think that if he waited a few more days, people would run away.

A little girl living in the backyard of the Prime Minister's Mansion, where else can she run to?

Besides, even if Prince Sheng Cangyu was interested in her, he had been granted marriage and the date had been set. The Ministry of Rites was busy preparing for the wedding, so he and that young woman were probably not destined to be together.

Even if he wanted to take her as a concubine, as long as he chose a day to go to the Prime Minister's Mansion to propose marriage before Prince Sheng got married, there would be no way anything could go wrong. Why was Prince Ning so anxious at this moment?

"There are many people here today. I will go and ask to marry the second young lady of Prime Minister Yun's mansion as a concubine. I'm sure the Prime Minister will not stop me."

He suspected that Prime Minister Yun was unwilling to marry this concubine's daughter to him.

That day, Yun Xiang had a very strange expression on his face, and he almost ignored his daughter.

However, he should have understood that he was paying special attention to Yun Qianyou, but when they met in recent days, Prime Minister Yun seemed to be avoiding him. As for why, he couldn't explain it.

"Well, the timing is good. You cut the Gordian knot and acted in advance, which prevented Prince Sheng from getting there first. He will be getting married soon. Maybe it won't be certain which of your children will be older. It would be great if it's a boy. He will be the first grandson of His Majesty. I hope you can take the lead in this regard. Hahaha!"

Jing Zhan looked at Cang Min, who was serious and nervous, and laughed.