C19

Situ Jing sat on the wheelchair, wearing the silver mask. Under the sunlight that shone through the window, he seemed unruly and unruly.

"Fourteenth Brother, but she was Si Er's fiancee before?"

Situ Ming immediately became troubled. His uncle had once married his nephew's fiancee, if this news were to spread, he would become the laughing stock of the world.

"Royal brother, wasn't Imperial Consort Lan once royal father's concubine as well?"

Under the mask, Situ Jing's face was full of contempt, no one dared to bring up this matter, but he was not afraid, he believed that Situ Ming would know what to do next.

"Brother Fourteenth, I really can't do anything to your little brother. Say it, when is the wedding date set?"

Situ Ming's face suddenly became gloomy and unclear, but in an instant, he regained his composure. He picked up the brush and started to write the imperial edict.

"Thank you, Imperial Brother, for fulfilling my wish. Let the wedding be a month from now!"

He had originally wanted to set the wedding date to ten days from now, but then he thought that it was simply too hasty. Even though Gu Shiyi was not favoured, she was still the direct descendent of the Prime Minister, and the dignity and grandeur that she deserved could not be missing.

"Fourteenth Brother, you can't play around like before. Although Gu Shiyi is trash, she's still the direct descendent of the Prime Minister Residence. You better pay attention to your limits."

After Situ Ming finished writing the imperial edict, he threw the brush away. He was still a little worried, if Situ Ming were to torture to death the daughter of the prime minister, he would not be able to explain himself to the rest.

"Royal brother, if she's an interesting person, then I, your servant, will know my limits."

"You'd better take good care of my manners."

Situ Ming's face was solemn, as though she was giving a warning, but in truth, only he herself knew that this was just a sign of dissatisfaction with Situ Jing's previous threats against him. Whatever Gu Shiyi might be like, had nothing to do with him, and his previous worry was just a facade.

"I will follow your teachings, royal brother!"

Situ Jing cupped his fists towards Situ Ming, because of his legs being crippled, he was pardoned by the late emperor from bowing to him, but Situ Ming still found it difficult to take this to heart, and so he let out a heavy sigh.

Although Situ Jing was unable to kneel down and greet him because of his crippled legs, he still found it difficult to bear a grudge against him.

When Gu Shiyi woke up, most of the wounds on her body had already healed.

"Miss, it's great that you're awake!"

In the small courtyard, Xiao Zhi was currently squatting under the eaves of his room, concocting medicine. When she saw Gu Shiyi walking out of the room, she immediately ran over to support him.

"No need, I'm not that crippled."

Gu Shiyi pushed Xiao Zhi's hands away. She was not that weak and needed someone's help.

"Yes, miss. By the way, miss, let me tell you, something big has happened in my house!"

Xiao Zhi's face was filled with mystery and excitement, Gu Shiyi could guess what she was thinking in an instant. However, even though he knew, hearing other people's words come out would make her feel really good.

"Oh, tell me about it."

Although she did not need anyone's support, Xiao Zhi still very considerately brought out a chair from the room and placed Gu Shiyi on it.

"Yesterday, when the Fourth Miss left the palace, her face was covered in blood. Although she had seen a doctor, the doctor said that there was no hope for her face to recover from now on. What a pity."

Although Xiao Zhi's words were pitiful, her face was full of excitement.

"This is called 'the wicked have their retribution'!"

Seeing Xiao Zhi's excited expression, Gu Shiyi finally felt a little gratified.

Xiao Zhi was undoubtedly one of the people whom she would choose to protect with all her might.

"Young miss, young miss, the medicine is ready, this servant will go pour it for you!"

Gu Shiyi lazily leaned on her chair and basked in the sun. She felt that with such a caring person by her side, it was as if she did not feel cold even in winter.

"Third Miss, the old master has ordered you to meet him at the main hall of the front courtyard!"

Gu Shiyi closed her eyes and had a trace of sleepiness in her heart. A voice that did not contain any feelings suddenly appeared beside her ear, causing her to think of Gao Fei's expressionless face.

"Thank you for the trouble, Mister Gao. Eleven, change your clothes and go immediately."

Gao Fei's position in the General's House was high, and on the surface, she still had to respect him.

When Gu Shiyi reached the main hall, she was the last, while the other people's faces, other than Gu Moyun's and Wang Xue Tao's, were full of excitement. They were obviously very much looking forward to the content of the imperial edict.

When Gu Shiyi came in, she glared at her fiercely yet again. However, she didn't say anything and immediately ordered her people to burn incense.

Gu Shiyi had roughly guessed what the content of the imperial edict was, but she didn't care. Since she was already here, she might as well settle things as she pleased. How would she know the final result if she didn't try?

As expected, the content of the imperial edict was as Gu Shiyi had expected. She was pointed out to be the Prince Su as her wife, and the marriage date was set to be twenty-first of December. In other words, one month later, she only had one month left.

At this moment, Gu Shiyi's thoughts were no longer on the imperial edict, but the others. They looked at Gu Shiyi with some sympathy, and looked at him with faces full of schadenfreude.

Even Gu Moyun had started to pity Gu Shiyi. Compared to marrying a Prince Su, she would rather be disfigured, and the pain from her disfigurement lessened by the mere thought of this. As it turned out, she was not the most miserable one, the most miserable one was her, Gu Shiyi.

Everyone knew that marrying a Prince Su was equivalent to marrying a devil, and was not too far away from death.

The happiest person among them, was Sun Rumei. If Gu Shiyi married to the Prince Su, it would save her from having to fight him. This result made her extremely satisfied.

On the other hand, Gu Minghong's face was dark and gloomy, causing people to not be able to see what she was thinking. The Chief Eunuch gave a cold look to the people of the Residence of General, and the look he gave Gu Shiyi became more and more sympathetic.

"The imperial edict has arrived!"

A loud shout once again sounded out from the front door to the front hall, causing everyone in the hall to become excited as if they had been injected with chicken blood. This time, it should be the case.

Sun Rumei knelt behind Gu Minghong with a face full of pride and joy. Today was a good day for her, her Xue'er's wish had been granted to his, the person she hated the most had been bestowed marriage to the Demon. What could make her happier than this?