She loses if she divorces, the reborn mistress only divorces her husband

The emperor's words were of great significance, and one could not help but interpret them as him being optimistic about Chu Tingyu as his successor.

Concubine Zhong was overjoyed and said quickly, "Your Majesty is right. Sheng Dynasty will surely prosper and the country will be peaceful and the people will be safe."

Everyone did not dare to neglect and said in unison, "May the prosperity of the country be prosperous and the people be at peace."

Chu Yin nodded with satisfaction, "Although today is my birthday, Yu'er and the Northwest Army are still defending our borders, and they have made great contributions."

"Pass on my decree, promote Prince Jing to Prince Jing, and reward him with ten thousand taels of gold. Everyone in the Northwest Camp will be rewarded according to the rules."

The expressions of everyone in the hall suddenly changed.

The emperor conferred the title of prince on Chu Tingyu on his birthday, which shows how much he values ​​him.

You know, Chu Tingyu was conferred the title of prince before the battle on the northwest border even started.

If he wins, the next title he can be given is - Crown Prince.

The happiest people here are naturally Chu Tingyu's faction, especially the Zeng family.

She wished she could go to the Song family to propose marriage right now. If Guo Boyan married the relative of the future emperor, he would be able to rise to prominence.

At this point, Chu Tingjue couldn't hold it in any longer, and a crack appeared on his face.

He was the son of the late queen and was one year older than Chu Tingyu.

But now, Chu Tingyu has been conferred the title of prince, while he is still just a prince.

The status is very different.

He really wanted to roar and question Chu Yin, asking why he valued Chu Tingjue so much.

In the past, they valued the youngest prince, but now that the eldest prince is gone, they still ignore him.

Is he not as good as Chu Tingyu?

Chu Tingjue pressed his thumb into his palm and thought about the plan later, and then he resisted the urge.

After marrying He Bingshu and with his plans in the northwest, he would definitely make sure Chu Tingyu would never come back.

The throne can only be his!

After Chu Yin said a few words, he told everyone to feel free to do as they pleased and not to be restrained, and people began to move around in the hall.

Song Qingyan made the excuse of feeling unwell and sat in her seat, staring at Chu Tingjue and He Bingshu calmly.

Just now, Chu Yin said that Chu Tingyu would be named Prince Jing, but she was the only one who remained unmoved. She even sneered in her heart when she saw Concubine Zhong's smug expression.

Chu Tingyu was conferred the title of prince on the Wanshou Festival, which also happened in his previous life.

But it was useless. In less than three months, Chu Tingyu would disappear and would never be found again.

By then, Concubine Zhong will not be able to laugh anymore.

After a while, Chu Tingjue stood up first. When he passed Qi Xinyuo's table, he slowed down. Qi Xinyuo glanced at him without saying anything.

Song Qingyan understood that they were about to take action.

She then told Zhao Yunying that she was going to change clothes and followed her out.

After leaving the Hall of Supreme Harmony, Lian Ye took the cloak from the side, but did not immediately put it on Song Qingyan. He raised his voice and asked, "Miss, where are you going?"

"It's too stuffy in there, let's go out for a walk." Song Qingyan said, glancing at the eunuch at the palace entrance.

After they walked some distance apart, Lian Ye unfolded her cloak. It was pink in color, embroidered with plum blossom patterns. It was lighter in color than the cloak she was wearing, and the pattern was also different.

It was He Bingshu’s cloak.

Song Qingyan put on her cloak and whispered, "Let's go."

The two went straight to Taihe Lake.

Lian Ye supported her all the way to the railing beside the pavilion in the middle of the lake, feeling a little nervous.

She turned around and saw a figure in the distance, and whispered, "Miss, there are people coming from behind."

Song Qingyan knew that it must be He Bingshu's maid who brought her over.

She stood there for a while, and estimated that He Bingshu could see the situation here clearly, so she pointed into the lake. As if her attention was attracted by something in the lake, she leaned against the railing unconsciously.

Suddenly, the railing loosened, Song Qingyan lost her balance and fell into the lake.

"Ah——!" Lian Ye screamed, "Miss, Miss!"

She was so frightened that she screamed, "Help, help! My daughter fell into the lake! Help!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure rushed out, jumped directly into the lake, and hugged Song Qingyan who was struggling in the lake.

It was Chu Tingjue.

Chu Tingyu couldn't see her face clearly and thought she was He Bingshu without a doubt, so he swam towards the shore with her.

He Bingshu, who was far away, saw someone fall into the water and was so scared that she shouted, "Someone fell into the water, help quickly."

The maid beside her turned pale. How come someone fell into the water first?

At this time, a team of guards patrolling the palace heard the noise and rushed over. They hurried to the lakeside and worked together to pull Chu Tingjue and the other person out of the lake.

Lian Ye rushed over and cried, "Miss, Miss..."

Song Qingyan was choked by the lake water and coughed sideways.

"Miss He..." Chu Tingjue was pleased to see that the plan had been completed, "How about you..."

Before he finished speaking, He Bingshu hurried over and bowed to Chu Tingjue, "Greetings, His Royal Highness the Second Prince."

Chu Tingjue's unfinished words got stuck in his throat, and he looked at her as if he had seen a ghost, "Why are you here?!"

He turned around quickly and happened to see Song Qingyan looking up with her whole face exposed, "It's you..."

He Bingshu didn't care about his strange question just now, and squatted down quickly, "Miss Song, are you okay?"

At this time Qi Xinyuo, who arrived, also found something wrong. He Bingshu was fine, and it was Song Qingyan who fell into the lake.

When she met Chu Tingjue's murderous gaze, her legs suddenly went weak and she almost fell to her knees.

If she fails to deal with Chu Tingjue's problem this time, she is really finished...

-

Yikun Palace.

Song Qingyan was wrapped in a blanket, with a stove in front of her and a hand warmer in her arms.

The lake water was freezing cold in winter. It had been nearly half an hour since she was rescued, but her lips were still pale blue.

The maid brought ginger soup, and Zhao Yunying picked up the bowl and fed it to Song Qingyan, "Yan'er, drink a few sips quickly to drive away the cold."

Song Qingyan couldn't drink it, there was a thin layer of tears in her eyes, and her voice was filled with tears.

"Mother, I fell into the lake and was rescued by the Second Prince in dishevel. What should I do..."

Zhao Yunying's eyes immediately turned red when she heard this, "Yan'er, you should take care of yourself first..."

She was also worried.

In Song Qingyan's case, if an unmarried woman has skin contact with a man, she can only marry him.

But Chu Tingjue is Chu Tingyu's rival, and they are relatives of Concubine Zhong, so how can they let Song Qingyan marry him?

But if she doesn't marry him, Song Qingyan will have no good ending. She can either marry far away or...

At this time, Concubine Zhong walked in with a cold face and asked the maids to leave.

Originally, she was very happy because Chu Tingyu was named Prince Jing, but then she heard that Song Qingyan fell into the water and was rescued by Chu Tingjue, and that someone had seen it, so she couldn't hide it.

"Your Majesty." Zhao Yunying quickly stood up, holding a cup of ginger soup in her hand.

Song Qingyan also wanted to get up, but Concubine Zhong signaled her not to.

Concubine Zhong suppressed her annoyance and asked with concern, "What did the imperial physician say?"

Zhao Yunying replied, "The imperial physician said that I can't go out these few days. He prescribed some herbs to treat the cold. It's not a big problem."

"The emperor already knows about this." Concubine Zhong sat next to him, "The emperor said that I should make the decision."

Song Qingyan lowered her head, feeling uneasy.

“Qingyan, you should be aware of the relationship between Chu Tingjue and your cousin.

"Yes." Song Qingyan said softly.

Concubine Zhong spoke slowly, "Not many people know about this, and you haven't lived in the capital for long..."

Song Qingyan was frightened when she heard this.

"I suggest that you leave the capital. I will find an excellent marriage for you and will never let you down. No one will know about this either."

"Your Highness." Song Qingyan could no longer sit still and knelt in front of her.

This was not the result she wanted for her life-threatening plan.

"My Lady, there is no such thing as a wall that is impenetrable. It won't be long before the news that I was saved by the Second Prince spreads. A woman's reputation is more important than her life. Even if she leaves and marries someone else, it will be known sooner or later. How will I be able to stay here with dignity?"

"If the Imperial Concubine insists on letting me leave, I might as well just die now. I won't be able to survive anyway..."

She lay on the ground and cried, looking very pitiful.

Zhao Yunying also knelt down and cried and begged for mercy.

"My Lady, please save Yan'er. I only have this one daughter. This incident has nothing to do with her. She fell into the water because the railing was loose. She didn't mean to... If Yan'er marries far away, mother will not be willing to let her go..."

Concubine Zhong sighed heavily.

She only had one biological sister, Zhong, and she couldn't bear to hurt her sister's heart. "If Qingyan doesn't marry far away, can you let her marry Chu Tingjue? If you marry him, he won't treat you well."

Song Qingyan raised her head, her face full of tears, "My Lady Concubine, you and the prince are my family, I will always be by your side. Even if I marry Chu Tingjue, I will still work for you."

She knew what Concubine Zhong wanted to hear.

"Your Highness, I think this is also an opportunity. The prince was conferred the title of prince today. Chu Tingjue is bound to be dissatisfied and will do something. I am willing to spy on him. No matter what he does, I will report to you immediately."

"Qing Yan only hopes that when the prince... inherits the throne, he will let me divorce Chu Tingjue, and I will have nothing to do with him anymore..."

She kowtowed heavily, "My Lady, please..."

Zhao Yunying also kowtowed while crying, "My Queen, please give Yan'er a chance to live."

Seeing the mother and daughter kowtowing and begging for mercy, Concubine Zhong was silent for a while, then she let out a long breath, finally stood up, and helped the two up with her own hands.

She wiped the tears from Song Qingyan's face with a handkerchief and said distressedly, "Qingyan, according to seniority, you are my granddaughter. As a great-grandmother, I naturally hope that you live a good life."

Song Qingyan nodded with tears in her eyes, feeling extremely nervous.

Her future fate depends entirely on Concubine Zhong's decision.

"You are right. Although your cousin has been named a prince, the higher the status, the more dangerous it is. You will have to work hard on Chu Tingjue..."

Song Qingyan's heart finally settled down. She was so excited that she couldn't speak and could only nod heavily.

Fortunately, things were going according to her plan.

She knelt down again and swore at Concubine Zhong's feet, "My Lady, Qingyan will follow your and Prince Jing's orders."

Concubine Zhong patted her head gently, "Good child."

After the agreement, Concubine Zhong asked Song Qingyan to change her clothes, redo her makeup, and then took her to see Chu Yin.

She was responsible for this matter, so naturally she had to report it to the emperor and also ask Chu Yin for permission.

Due to the incident of falling into the lake, the Wanshou Festival banquet ended early and Chu Yin met them in the warm room of the Yangxin Palace.

Song Qingyan kept her head down all the way, and knelt down to salute after entering the warm room.

"I, Song Qingyan, pay my respects to His Majesty. Long live His Majesty."

"Stand up and take a seat." Chu Yin said, and waved to Concubine Zhong, indicating that she should sit next to him.

Song Qingyan sat down stiffly, still with her head down, not daring to look at the emperor's face.

Concubine Zhong smiled and said, "Qingyan, there is no need to be restrained. The emperor is also your relative."

Song Qingyan then raised her head cautiously, her gaze moving from the hem of Chu Yinming's yellow robe to his face.

Chu Yin had just picked up the teacup and was about to drink when he met Song Qingyan's nervous and panicked eyes, like a small animal caught in a trap.

He was stunned for a moment, his hands became unsteady, and a little tea splashed out.

"Your Majesty, are you okay?" Concubine Zhong quickly took out a handkerchief and wiped the water stains for him.

The eunuch chief Cheng Deying also asked anxiously, "Is the emperor scalded?" As he spoke, he took the teacup from his hand.

"Nothing." Chu Yin's face quickly returned to normal, and he casually swept his hands around, "I just remembered a political matter."

"Your Majesty, today is your birthday. You should at least take a day off." Concubine Zhong said angrily.

He smiled and said, "Okay, I'll listen to you."

He looked at Song Qingyan again, "Winter fell into the lake, are you okay?"

Song Qingyan was a little nervous, "Your Majesty, I am fine."

Concubine Zhong took the opportunity to reveal her purpose.

"Your Majesty, Qingyan was not married yet, but she fell into the lake and was rescued by the Second Prince. This can be considered a fate. Moreover, Qingyan is my cousin's granddaughter. If she has the blessing to marry Yu'er's brother, it would be a perfect marriage."

She bowed slightly, "Please grant the emperor's blessing and grant Song Qingyan marriage to the second prince as his legal wife."

Chu Yin did not give an immediate answer, but looked at Song Qingyan.

"Are you willing to marry the Second Prince?"

Song Qingyan quickly stood up and knelt down, "Your Majesty, I am willing. As long as the Second Prince does not despise me, I will abide by my duty and manage the affairs of the palace for him."

Chu Yin didn't say anything, and Concubine Zhong was a little nervous.

After all, the prince's wife has always been chosen by the emperor.

Moreover, although Song Qingyan is the legitimate daughter, the Song family background is not strong, and she is also his relative, so it may be difficult for her to become his wife.

After waiting for a while, Chu Yin finally spoke.

"Since you are willing to marry him, then I agree."

Song Qingyan immediately kowtowed to express her gratitude, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

Concubine Zhong also smiled and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your help."

Chu Tingyu said, "It is approved, draft an order."

"The second prince of Jin will be the Prince of Ning, and Song Qingyan will be granted marriage to the Prince of Ning and become the Princess of Ning. The marriage will be completed within a month."

Song Qingyan lowered her head and couldn't help but curl the corners of her mouth.

Things were going even more smoothly than she had expected.

Once she becomes a princess, she will become a crown princess, and eventually she will become the most powerful woman in the Sheng Dynasty.

I will never be at the mercy of anyone again.

The smile on Concubine Zhong's lips faded a little, and Chu Tingjue was actually also named a prince.

Chu Yin explained, "The Second Prince should be more cautious when marrying a wife. Song Qingyan's fall into the water was all the palace's fault."

"Your Majesty is right." Concubine Zhong pretended to be calm and stood up to thank him. "This also makes Qingyan proud. Your Majesty is very thoughtful."

After expressing gratitude, Concubine Zhong took Song Qingyan away. Chu Yin looked at Song Qingyan's back with a sense of loss in his eyes.

Cheng Deying didn't dare to speak, he just stood there quietly with his head down.

After a long time, Chu Yin finally spoke.

"so similar..."