Shen Kouqing could not help but mutter in her heart, even if she were to marry a fool, she would not regret it.
As long as she doesn't marry you, this is the greatest gift that the heavens have bestowed upon her.
"Ting Zhu, send our guest off."
This was before Song Yuanhui had made any preparations to turn around, and he had already given the order to leave. Seeing her like this, Song Yuanhui waved his sleeves in annoyance and left while Ting Zhu quickly followed behind.
Song Yichen sat down, his hands behind his back, and said: "I never thought that my Ninth Imperial Uncle would still not give up on you!"
"Great Emperor's grandson, you better not tease me."
Shen Kouqing muttered. She picked up the teacup by her side and took a sip, then filled the cup in front of him up, put down the teapot and asked: "What are you doing here today?"
"I've already finished the medicine you gave me last time, but it's indeed not bad. "I didn't know you had such a craftsmanship!"
Only now did Song Yichen realize thhehe was simply marrying a clown. If he were to marry this kind of beautiful woman back into the house, not only would he be able to see, she would also benefit greatly.
"If you need medicine, you don't have to come personally. I just need Ting Zhu to send it over to you."
Shen Kouqing's expression was as indifferent as ever. What Song Yichen disliked the most was for her to put on such a cold front that even people who were a thousand miles away could not see through his. Thus, he inched closer to him enthusiastically ask, "Did my Ninth Imperial Uncle say something to anger you?"
"Nope."
Shen Kouqing immediately rejected it, she was only thinking about the details of her previous life. In this life, she had come back to life, but the pain of her previous life was still there.
The harm that Song Yuanhui could do to her wasn't just the slightest bit of pain.
"You'll be my wife in the future. I don't want you to be this unhappy again."
Song Yichen said, and immediately took the teacup in her hand, and gulped it down. This Shen Kouqing didn't even have time to say anything, it was her cup!
"Alright, all my troubles are like this water, perfect as water!"
When Shen Kouqing heard his words, she indeed had some insights.
Water is good at all things but not at all. Why can't he be like water?
"Thank you."
Shen Kouqing was suddenly enlightened and thanked him personally. Immediately, Song Yichen had an unhappy look on his face.
"From now on, we are family. We will not thank you for your great kindness, but we will repay you with our bodies." "Rest assured, in the future I will definitely protect you within my palms."
Shen Kouqing was after all, someone who had already been married once, so this kind of sweet talk was completely useless against her. Seeing her expression, Song Yichen did not show any joy on her face and knew that she would not eat this set.
However, this little woman was truly special. She didn't give in to force and force. This made him have the desire to challenge her even more.
"Come with me!"
Before Shen Kouqing came back to her senses, he immediately held onto her own hand.
"Where are you taking me?"
Seeing that he did not respond to, Shen Kouqing could only follow him forward and arrive at the backyard; he did not expect that a good horse was already prepared behind him.
"Come up."
Shen Kouqing watched as he agilely mounted the horse, seems like he was not the sickly one she had imagined.
A trace of doubt flashed past his eyes, and he took Chen Changsheng's hand, sitting behind him.
"You haven't told me where you're taking me!"
Shen Kouqing still could not suppress her curiosity. She turned around and gave her a mysterious smile.
"You'll know in a while."
He held the reins tightly and quickly rode the horse.
Soon, they arrived at a mountaintop. The grass was everywhere, and the breeze was gentle and warm. It seemed to be very relaxed and happy.
"How come I didn't know that there was such a beautiful place in the capital?"
Shen Kouqing had lived in this busy city for so many years, yet she had never been to such a peaceful place before. Every place that the gentle wind blew across her face made her emotions much more tranquil.
"That's because you don't have the heart to search for such a treasure."
When Shen Kouqing heard this, she turned around to look at him, and said: "Actually, sometimes your body is also very good.
"Yeah, you're not what I thought you were at all."
It was not like the legends of the world. He had been suffering from an illness and had been lying on the bed for several years. He was just a cripple.
Every time Song Yichen appeared in front of him, his face would brimming with a warm smile, as if he was in high spirits.
He did not know if it was because he had taken the medicine, but Shen Kouqing was worried.
Song Yichen pressed his hand on her shoulder, the sunset glow shining on their faces, making them look very gentle.
"You'll know whether it's true or false in the future. But as long as you're clear about it, my feelings for you will never change."
Shen Kouqing didn't know why, but after hearing what he had said, he felt a little moved in her heart.
"Mm …"
Shen Kouqing subconsciously looked down, and then he pulled her own body into Yun Che's embrace. Shen Kouqing slowly laid her head in his embrace, and at this moment, it was incomparably peaceful and serene.
The date of the wedding banquet arrived in the blink of an eye.
Shen Kouqing had long changed into her phoenix coronet and gown, and even these things were much more exquisite than Shen Koudan's.
This Aunt Song also felt helpless. Why was the Ninth Prince so carefree when he was giving his daughter a betrothal gift?
After the two of them bid farewell to Wuling, they got on their bridal sedans. The two of them were married at the same time, and both of them decided to meet at the right time.
All along the way, Shen Kouqing's heart was very perturbed, and she also carried a bit of happiness and nervousness.
When they got off the palanquin, there was a sudden gust of wind, Shen Koudan's head was blown off, causing everyone to see her face covered with red pimples, they could not help but to look at her.
"Tsk tsk, why is it so ugly!"
"Yeah, I heard that it will be the Ninth Imperial Consort in the future!"
"I wonder if the ninth prince would still have the mood to enter the bridal chamber if he saw this …"
These sharp whispers passed into Shen Koudan's ears one by one, and then hurriedly pulled down the hood. The gale had arrived so quickly, she was not ready yet.