Daughter Reborn as the Head of the Family

Chapter 8 Nun

"I just returned home yesterday evening. I greeted my father and then went back to rest, so I don't know yet." She needed her aunt to tell her about this, and then she followed her aunt's advice and mentioned the matter of breaking off the engagement.

I think it would be better for my aunt to be prepared.

The breeze blew by, blowing up a strand of Song Jinyue's hair on her temples. The queen raised her hand and smoothed the strand of hair for her with a smile, and then said slowly: "My aunt has given you a marriage to Lao Wu.

This happened one month after you went to Yunquan Villa."

Song Jinyue frowned slightly and was immediately surprised. She took her aunt's hand and held it tightly, her face full of disbelief, "Aunt..."

"Yue'er, my aunt has also come from your age, so there is no need to be shy. My aunt knows what you are thinking in her eyes." The queen tightened her hand, squeezed it, and sighed in her heart, it is good to be young.

When she was this age, she was actually full of longing for the future, until an imperial edict came out and she became the crown princess. Originally, her parents had no intention of sending their daughter to the palace, but in the end they could not escape the will of the Tian family.

The emperor's kindness is so great that the Zhang family cannot violate it.

Fortunately, after they got married, she and His Majesty also played the piano in harmony, which made up for some regrets.

Song Jinyue suppressed the overwhelming hatred in her heart, looked at her aunt, and said tactfully: "Aunt, you misunderstood. I only have a brother-sister relationship with the fifth prince, not a man..."

"Lao Wu's child was raised under my knees. Yue'er, look at the capital, how many families want to send their daughters to Lao Wu's house? But all these years, he has been waiting for you, and now, all the concubines in the house are

none."

Before Song Jinyue finished speaking, the queen interrupted her and looked at her melancholy, acting like He Yuanjie's lobbyist.

She had watched her two children as childhood sweethearts since she was a child. If she said there was no affection between the two of them, she would never believe it.

In her opinion, Song Jinyue's argument was just a girl's thin skin.

Song Jinyue lowered her eyes and stared at her moon-white boots embroidered with bamboo leaves in a daze. In her previous life, she also thought He Yuanjian was a good person.

But what about the end?

The moment he rebelled and killed his closest relatives, he said, "There is no such thing as family affection in the Tian family."

Such a forbearing temperament, such a heartless look.

She would always break into a cold sweat when she dreamed about it at midnight, and her heart would be filled with overwhelming hatred.

The queen patted her back and murmured: "But you have other thoughts?"

She thought that Song Jinyue met someone else at Yunquan Villa and that was why.

Song Jinyue shook her head repeatedly. When she looked at her aunt, tears filled her eyes and her voice became hoarse, "Aunt... Yue'er, Yue'er doesn't like the fifth prince."

Yes, she doesn't like it!

Xiangxiu stood aside to wait on her. Unexpectedly, Miss Song Er started to cry.

She hurriedly handed over a lotus root pink brocade plain handkerchief. The queen took it personally, wiped away Miss Song's tears, sighed and said, "It's so good, why are you crying? If you don't want to get married, just get married!"

Xiangxiu hurriedly retreated to the corridor and asked Gong'e, who was waiting in the courtyard, to retreat as well.

The queen felt a little distressed.

This child has rarely shed tears since he was a child.

Now the aggrieved Baba seemed to have suffered a huge grievance. She looked like a helpless kitten, and she cried so much that her internal organs felt as if someone was tugging at her.

Song Jinyue didn't want to cry.

But when I think of He Yuanzhen, the suppressed grievance is like a scourge bursting the dam. I am not sad about what He Yuanzhen did, but sad that a close relative in my previous life died tragically in front of me, and the feeling of helplessness, grief, anger and despair.

She snuggled into her aunt's arms, wrapped her hands around her slender waist, choked her voice, and said aggrievedly: "Aunt, Yue'er doesn't want to marry into the royal family. No matter how noble the heavenly family is, there are many rules. Yue'er just wants to marry.

Go to an ordinary person's house and live an ordinary life."

The queen listened carefully to her words and patted her back gently until she heard her say that the heavenly family is noble and has many rules.

I can't help but think of myself when I was young.

Yes, if given the choice, who would be willing to marry into the royal family?

So what if you are noble?

She was sitting in the queen's seat, but secretly, how many pairs of eyes were staring at her?

Only she herself understands the bitterness and suffering involved.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but look stunned. Yue'er was raised in a deep boudoir since she was a child. How could she figure out such a clear truth? But something happened at Yunquan Villa that she didn't know about?

She gently pushed her niece away in her arms, pinched her arms with both hands, and said nervously, "Yue'er, don't hide this from your aunt. You have always been simple-minded, how could you figure this out now?"

Song Jinyue was stunned by her aunt's question. Sure enough, nothing could be hidden from her aunt's eyes. She lowered her eyes and twisted a green brocade plain handkerchief with her hands. "Aunt, Yue'er has lived in Yunquan Villa for five years and is used to it.

Such a free life, this is..."

The Queen felt a little relieved, so that's it,

"But that child Yuan Jian..." Five years ago, it was the queen who decreed a marriage for the two families. If the engagement is broken off now, she will think of the child she has raised by her side since childhood. He is such a sensible and filial child.

She didn't want to disappoint the poor child...

Song Jinyue looked solemn, she would definitely withdraw from this marriage, "Aunt, Yue'er really doesn't like the fifth prince. If Yue'er is forced to marry the fifth prince, then Yue'er would rather marry and become a nun!"

She knew that at this time, she had no way out. If she didn't express her attitude today and kept being vague, her aunt would just think that she was thin-skinned. The marriage between the two families would continue as usual!

But just after saying this, the dark blue clothes embroidered with auspicious cloud patterns with silver coins at the entrance of Zhaohua Palace paused for a moment.

The person who came was none other than the fifth prince, He Yuanzhen.

She said she would rather be a nun than marry him? How could...

She called him brother Yuan frame...

She always gives him all her new treasures, is concerned about his food and clothing expenses, and likes the girl who follows her. Now she says she doesn't want to marry him?

He Yuanzhen felt a tightness in his chest, as if someone had punched him, and it was indescribably uncomfortable.

The Queen caught a glimpse of the dark blue clothes at the entrance of the palace, her heart skipped a beat, and she hurriedly called out: "Lao Wu is here, come in quickly."

Song Jinyue then lowered her head and straightened her clothes, stood up and saluted, "I have met Your Highness."

He Yuan's face was calm. He saluted and called "Queen Mother" before walking to Song Jinyue and said, "Sister Jinyue is back. I have prepared gifts for you on your birthday in the past few years. I will let you know later."

Send it to the Duke's Mansion."

"You girl, I see how much Lao Wu misses you." The queen joked with a smile to cover up her embarrassment.

But when Song Jinyue looked at He Yuan's frame again, she felt that it was off her stomach.

What birthday gift do you prepare every year?

I just moved a few gifts from the warehouse!

Why did I believe his lies in my previous life?

Because she loves He Yuanji so much, she believes whatever he says, thus losing her ability to judge herself?

That must be it!

"Then thank you, Your Highness."

I have to say something about the situation, no matter how much I hate it, I have to hide it for now.

The atmosphere in the hall relaxed a little.

(End of chapter)