Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

"Pei Tingwen went again?"

The palace maid who came to deliver the message lowered her head and said, "Yes, your Majesty."

"..." It seems that Pei Guanlan attaches great importance to this marriage.

I could ask Pei Tingwen to go there in person - going once was not enough, he even went a second time.

Sun Muchhen showed a rare hint of contemplation.

Being able to ask that traitor to go there twice in a row... meant that he also believed Si Tianjian's words and wanted to make arrangements for his nephew to settle down on this marriage.

This doesn't seem to be a surprise, but...

Didn't Pei Tingwen always disbelieve in this theory of ghosts and destiny?

The last time there was a prediction, he didn't believe it at all, and even dismissed it. How come this time...

"Have they taken a liking to Yun Niao?"

"Yes, Your Majesty, it seems that the Imperial Concubine has her eye on the eldest girl of the Yun family." The palace maid replied in a low voice.

The eldest girl is the legitimate daughter and the eldest daughter, so it is not surprising that she was chosen.

They originally wanted to settle on Yun Niao. After all, the status of the eldest daughter was more noble, and she was naturally more worthy of the status of the third prince.

If we go by what Si Tianjian said, he should be referring to the eldest girl.

only……

Sun Muzhen, who had always believed in the theory of destiny, ghosts and gods, just to be on the safe side, privately went to find the half-immortal she had been secretly raising.

Mr. Banxian worked on it for several days, talking non-stop, calculating and calculating, and used all kinds of magic weapons.

Finally, I was exhausted and came to a mysterious conclusion——

The second girl is the key, but the eldest girl - not.

When Sun Muchhen heard this, she was particularly surprised and wanted to ask more questions anxiously.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Banxian only revealed this sentence and said nothing more. She couldn't find out no matter how she asked.

Under this situation, even though she originally wanted to marry Yun Niao, she had to change her mind and marry Yun Si directly.

Mr. Banxian never made a mistake. In this matter, she was dubious and chose to obey first.

At the moment, no one could figure out what she meant by asking for a sick mango, while her nemesis - even foolishly asked for a useless one.

Sun Muchhen laughed out loud and was in a good mood.

"Go and call Mingze."

"Yes, concubine."

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Soon, the third prince Qi Mingze arrived.

When I arrived, I was yawning profusely, with a tired look on my face, as if I was sleepy after a long night.

He was wearing a dark satin robe and a jade belt around his waist. He looked about seventeen or eighteen years old, a young and energetic age.

However, the dark blue under his eyes was terrifyingly deep, the sequelae of excessive indulgence, all written on his face.

He was particularly dissatisfied when he was woken up so early in the morning.

"Mother."

He bowed somewhat perfunctorily, and then sat down next to Sun Muchhen.

He was leaning forward without any scruples, squinting his eyes, as if he wanted to sleep a little longer and take a nap.

Seeing his appearance, Sun Muchhen's good mood in the early morning suddenly disappeared, and she slapped him hard, hating that iron could not be transformed into steel.

"Sit tight! It's crooked, what does it look like!?"

"...Ah, I know, I know." He hid for a moment, using the armchair as a pillow, still sitting still and looking carefree.

"If you have any questions, mother, please tell me. My son is listening. Hurry up, hurry up. My son is so sleepy."

"..." Sun Muzhen patted him again, "Sleepy, sleepy and not sleeping! Didn't I tell you to play less?!"

"Did you know that you are already engaged? What does it look like hanging out with those palace maids all day long?!"