After I became a widow

Perhaps the jade jade sent by Su Jingqing played a role, and the wedding date was quickly set, at the end of autumn, September [-]th, less than a month away.

The marriage decree between him and King Yi has been issued for half a year and the date of marriage has not yet been set, while the date of marriage with King Huai has been fixed in just a few days, which indirectly shows how much King Yi wants him to marry Xiao Beihuai.

Although it fell right into Su Jingqing's arms.

The wedding date is certain, and Su Jingqing is about to start preparing for marriage.

Although there seems to be nothing to prepare.

As a man, it is naturally impossible for him to embroider wedding dresses, purses, etc. The royal family's bride-in-law is handled by the palace officials.

There is no need to learn to serve your husband, because now everyone thinks that he was a widow when he married, and he will be a green lamp and ancient Buddha for a lifetime, but if he learns it, there will be problems.

Those rules and etiquettes were taught in elementary school, and when he entered Prince Huai's mansion, he was the most honorable Princess Huai, and the only ones who could make him bow down were the present emperor and the queen mother.

After all the calculations, the only thing left to learn is the butler.

Duke Huai is gone, but Duke Huai's Mansion is still there, and the Son of Heaven always feels that Duke Huai is still alive, so he still values ​​the Duke Huai Mansion, which is now only an empty shell.

Then Mrs. Sun came to teach Su Jingqing how to take full control of Duke Huai's Mansion in his hands so that he could live a good life as a widow.

Su Jingqing studied very seriously, he thought very simple, he and Xiao Beihuai had such a relationship, Xiao Beihuai's family wealth belonged to him, he must guard it for himself.

How can you live without money?

In the middle of studying, Su Qi'an came to visit a few times, and every time he saw Su Jingqing's earnest and studious appearance, he would poke his forehead and scold him, "You had to be so energetic in your studies back then. I have already been admitted to the number one scholar, how can I be reduced to the point where I am a widow?"

Su Jingqing compared the examination of the number one scholar with being a widow, and finally told his father according to his heart, "It's good to be a widow."

He is very happy.

Father Su was so angry that he blew his beard and stared, wishing he could have another son.

In this way, it was rare for Su Jingqing not to be a lazy bone, and was detained by Sun as a housekeeper who had been studying for half a month to read the accounts, and when he saw stars in his eyes, the wedding was approaching.

Batch after batch of make-ups were sent from the palace, and Su Jingqing became a little rich man before he got married.

After reading the list of adding makeup, Mrs. Sun gave him a day off and asked Su Jingqing to go out to play, "Being married is not as good as being at home. You are a widow. You are not allowed to go out if you have nothing to do. If you want to go out in the future, you will not be able to go out." Disaster."

Su Jingqing quickly swallowed the words of rejection on her lips, and went back to the house decisively to change clothes and prepare to go out.

As soon as he was dressed, someone barged into the courtyard, "Qing'er, my poor Qing'er, why are you so well-behaved and a living person, you are going to be a widow?"

Su Jingqing: "..."

He went out and shouted to the crying man in the yard, "Song Gou'er, are you sick?"

The person named Song Gou'er was also blown up, rushed over and yelled at Su Jingqing, "Don't call me Song Gou'er, don't call me Song Gou'er, I've told you so many times."

Su Jingqing picked at his sore spots, "Your father said it himself, a humble name is easy to support, you can live to such an extent, it's all because of the name of dog, you can't be ungrateful."

The visitor's name was Song Zecheng, he was the second son of Zuo Fudu Yushi, and he was the only person Su Jingqing could call a good friend.

Seeing that Song Zecheng was about to jump again, Su Jingqing changed the subject in time, "When did you return to Beijing?"

Song Zecheng snorted, but answered honestly, "I entered the city early this morning, and came as soon as I heard the news when I got home."

Song Zecheng's grandfather was not from Kyoto, his grandfather celebrated his [-]th birthday earlier, so he went with his mother to celebrate his grandfather's birthday, and he didn't come back until today.

"Hey, what on earth are you thinking?" Song Zecheng asked Su Jingqing, elbowing him.

What else can I think about it, Su Jingqing said in his heart.

However, what he said was, "Can I feel free to think about it?"

Today's son is weak and sick, and now he is at the age of knowing his destiny, so he probably won't last long.

He intended that his eldest son, King Huai, be the heir apparent, but his second son, King Yi, would be very powerful. If he didn't suppress him, there would be no room for King Huai in the court in the future.

Therefore, in order to suppress King Yi's arrogance, the emperor pointed out a marriage for him. A male wife who could not have children came from a helpless and desolate mansion.

It seems that it is the road to the crown prince who is going to be the king of Jueyi.

Although retiring the engagement was his wish, the change from remarriage to remarriage is enough to show that in the new game, the emperor still has little chance of winning.

Forced to marry a male wife to his "life and death" son.

From the beginning to the end, he, Su Jingqing, was just an arranged person.

Such a fact made Su Jingqing's eyebrows look a little gloomy.

"Qing'er, your life is so miserable," Song Zecheng wailed, looking at Su Jingqing with sympathy.

"It's not bad," at least one Xiao Beihuai was in his favor.

Su Jingqing is not a person who mourns and blames himself. Life will always pass, and the debt can be settled slowly.

Hearing the word okay, Song Zecheng felt that he might be crazy, "Qing'er, don't let it go, I will visit you more often in Duke Huai's mansion in the future, and try to make you less lonely..."

Su Jing gave him a clean look, so he won't be lonely, and it's impossible to be lonely. He won't be too busy fighting with Xiao Beihuai in bed, so there's no way he'll have time to be lonely.

He didn't want to listen to such useless nonsense anymore, so he walked out of the yard.

"Hey, Qing'er, where are you going? Qing'er, wait for me..." Song Zecheng shouted and chased after him with a slow response.

After leaving the gate of Su's house, Song Zecheng started bluffing again, "Qing'er, you have changed, and now you are willing to go out."

"The last freedom before widowhood," Su Jingqing stated plainly.

Going down the steps, just turning a corner, I bumped into two people.

Song Zecheng was shocked, "Hey, isn't that your brother and King Yi?"

The two were standing beside the carriage, and Su Mingyan was eating a piece of chestnut cake. It was obvious that Xiao Yunyi had come to pick Su Mingyan out to play, and he had even prepared a deceptive meal.

Song Zecheng's voice was not low, and Xiao Yunyi, who was talking to Su Mingyan with a smile on the opposite side, quickly saw them, and his eyes fell on Su Jingqing, showing disgust without concealing it.

He even walked up to Su Jingqing in a few steps and warned him, "This king has broken off the engagement with you, and you are now the widow of Brother Huai. This king advises you to be more self-respecting, and stop staring at this king."

Su Jingqing really wanted to give him a supercilious look, some face.

"My lord misunderstood, we just happened to be going out."

Su Jingqing really hated him, and because he didn't like to be in contact with people he didn't know well, his whole person became dull again, and his speech was as thin as a mosquito's.

Xiao Yunyi obviously didn't believe his words, and taunted him in a cold voice: "As soon as my king arrived, you all came out on the back. Is there such a coincidence in this world?"

"Put away your wishful thinking, this king is not someone you can imagine, otherwise, this king doesn't mind letting the previous things happen again."

Song Zecheng frowned when he heard it. Is this King Yi out of his mind? When King Yi wanted to speak satirically about Su Jingqing, Song Zecheng said before him, "His Royal Highness, we are indeed going out. Didn't know you were here."

Xiao Yunyi began to frown.

Su Mingyan, who was half a beat behind, came over to make up the knife, "My lord, my elder brother has never thought about you, he only wants to marry His Highness Huai."

Xiao Yunyi turned green immediately, but Su Mingyan is still the person he likes now, so he can't blame him.

And Su Mingyan is also a person who can read his face, seeing that he is not happy, he added, "My lord, it's true," and nodded affirmatively after speaking, expressing that he did not lie to him.

Su Jingqing and Song Zecheng couldn't bear to laugh. Compared with them, Xiao Yunyi almost had a heart attack.

Feeling that the explanation was clear, Su Jingqing gave Song Zecheng a wink, and Song Zecheng immediately cupped his fists at Xiao Yunyi, "My lord, if there is no other order, we will leave first."

The two of them turned around and left without giving Xiao Yunyi a chance to speak.

After taking two steps, Su Jingqing stopped and turned around, "Ayan, let's go."

"Oh, good." Su Mingyan stuffed the chestnut cake in his hand into his mouth, and said something to Xiao Yunyi that he didn't understand with puffy cheeks, and ran after his brother with the small bamboo basket containing the chestnut cake.

Xiao Yunyi was so angry that he stared at Su Jingqing's back, wishing to make a hole.

Throwing down a sentence viciously, wait and see, Xiao Yunyi got into the carriage angrily.

The subordinates asked without looking too far: "My lord, do you want to go out of the city?"

What a fart, everyone ran away.

"If you want to die, this king will help you."

A group of people were silent like cicadas, and turned the carriage back to Prince Yi's mansion.

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On the other side, the shopping group of three had a completely different atmosphere. After swallowing the chestnut cake in his mouth, Su Mingyan opened the lid of the bamboo basket and distributed the chestnut cake to his brother and Song Zecheng.

Su Jingqing didn't want it, he was disgusted by what Xiao Yunyi gave him.

Song Zecheng wanted to eat it, but seeing Su Jingqing's reaction, he supported his friend and chose not to eat it.

Su Jingqing rolled his eyes, and then taught his younger brother, "Why do you eat whatever anyone gives you?"

Su Mingyan explained, "It didn't cost any money, as my father said, if you don't eat it for free, you don't eat it."

Su Jingqing thought to himself, it's not a waste of money, what people are thinking about is your body.

Seeing Su Mingyan pick up the chestnut cake and put it in his mouth again, Su Jingqing directly raised his hand to pinch his cheek, "Eat less, your face will be round!"

Su Jingqing briefly experienced Su's father's feelings when he hated iron but not steel.

"Oh," Su Mingyan obediently stopped his mouth and looked at his brother with clear and bright eyes without blinking.

Su Jingqing was tired, so he could only remind him not to eat this piece.

Su Mingyan laughed happily again, finished the chestnut cake in a few mouthfuls, squeezed between Su Jingqing and Song Zecheng, and looked around carefully to make sure no one was paying attention to them, then whispered, "Brother, Second Brother Song, you Do you think the prince is really sick?"

Song Zecheng looked at the pastry in his hand, and at Su Mingyan's innocent and fair face, not knowing what to say for a moment.

But Su Jingqing held back his laughter so that it would be impossible for that bastard Xiao Yunyi to accept his younger brother in the next life.

Su Mingyan didn't know what the two of them were thinking at all, and kept saying that his elder brother obviously didn't like Yi Wang at all, and Yi Wang said unreasonably that his brother missed him. Isn't it sick?

Su Jingqing rubbed his brother's furry head, and agreed, "Ah Yan is right, he is indeed ill, and this illness is called paranoia."