God's plan to save

Chapter 61

"The imperial edict said: I heard that Zhao Nuan, the granddaughter of the Marquis of Yong'an, is skilled and generous, with outstanding appearance. I am very pleased to hear that Li, the eighth son of the emperor, is in the same year with a weak crown and is suitable for marriage. It is worth Zhao Nuan to be in the boudoir, and the eighth son of the emperor. It can be called heaven and earth, for the beauty of becoming a beautiful woman, you are specially betrothed to the emperor's eighth son as a concubine. All etiquette will be handled by the Ministry of Rites and the Qintian Supervisor, and the marriage will be done on a good day.

"Announce it both at home and abroad, and let the envoys hear it.

"Qin this"

Yan Xiaoqi raised her head in a daze, and looked at the eunuch delivering the decree, why did she feel that she didn't understand at all!
"Zhao Nuan, come here to receive the order." The father-in-law who delivered the order seemed a little dissatisfied with her reaction, and the tone of the order was extremely long.

"Thank you, Lord Long En." Pushed again and again by the old lady beside her, her heart became more and more serious, she could only bow shyly, and stood up to accept the imperial edict.

But, who can tell her why she was given a marriage?The eighth son Li Tong?That guy who wanted her life wholeheartedly, really did his best to not let her go?
Yan Xiaoqi's heart was icy cold, and in the face of Madam Anping Hou Shizi's sudden change, his body went limp and he fell to the ground.The maid next to her hurriedly called someone to carry her to the hall. The ceremony was interrupted by this imperial decree, and ended when the person concerned fell into a coma.

At this time, no one cared about whether the ceremony was solemn, whether the guests were decent enough, whether Yanxiao Qiyi's posture was dignified enough.

With this decree of marriage, everything becomes unimportant.

Mrs. Shizi's face was unhappy, she just watched the old lady quietly waiting to give an explanation.

The old lady's face became extra thick at this moment, she smiled and leaned forward: "It's windy outside, let's go and sit indoors and have a cup of tea to warm up."

The wives and ladies who had heard some news all listened to the conversation between the two with their ears open. However, the old lady was older and had eaten more salt particles, so she smiled and blocked the visits of others.

Xu Shi is also confused at this meeting. If Qiyatou marries the prince, what will her Wen'er do?Isn't it doomed to be compared to a concubine?
Uneasy, she didn't even have the mood to greet the guests who came to watch the ceremony, so she sent the last guest away patiently, and hurried to the old lady's room, but was stopped by the big maid in front of the door.

"Second Madam, the black tea in front of the hall has just been brewed, why don't you drink some tea and take a break."

Who wants to drink tea, Xu roared in his heart, staring at the curtain with fiery eyes, for a while, he sat obediently in the hall and waited for the result.

In the room, in the bronze censer with ears embedded in turquoise, a string of incense is being swayed gracefully, and the silk carbon in the brazier in the corner suddenly makes a slight cracking sound, making the two people who are looking at each other separate from each other. open sight.

"Qiaozhen, you also know the difficulties in our mansion, besides, the imperial edict was obtained by the eighth prince himself, so we can't take care of the prince's affairs, right?

"The second kid in your family is a good boy, but it's a pity that our little seven doesn't have the blessing to marry into your house.

"She is weak now, and I thought out of selfishness that if she marries into the royal family, she will be able to ask the imperial doctor if she gets sick in the future."

The old lady didn't say it clearly, but Mrs. Shizi already understood the meaning of her words. With her sickly body, she couldn't do anything after marrying back without saying anything, and she had to make offerings like a Bodhisattva. That's not marrying a daughter-in-law.

But, how should the son explain?Mrs. Shizi had a headache. Originally, she did not agree, but she couldn't help her son's repeated obsession and she agreed with a soft heart.Now that the imperial decree for granting marriage has been issued, my son might not be able to endure it.

Looking at the earnest face of the old lady, Mrs. Shizi suddenly lost any thoughts, and after a few words of agreement, she got up and went back to the house.

When Yan Xiaoqi woke up, it was completely dark, and there was only one gauze lamp left in the room, she raised her arm, and felt extremely tired.

"Miss, are you awake?" Lu Ping, who was sitting by the lamp and was concentrating on sewing socks, heard the noise, quickly put away her things, and came over to help Yan Xiaoqi to sit up.

"The doctor said that your body is fine, it's just that you are in a hurry, and you will recover after a few days of recuperation."

Being accused of marrying the prince should be the most longed-for thing for all the women in the boudoir, but they have been with Yan Xiaoqi for a long time, Lu Ping and the others know that Yan Xiaoqi does not like such an arrangement, so they considerately did not mention this matter .

Thinking of the will of granting marriage, Yan Xiaoqi's chest felt tight. If he had known this, he might as well have agreed to Yasuda back then. At least, that guy would not want her life.

After recuperating for a week, Yan Xiaoqi couldn't help leaving the house to visit the Taoist temple just before the year. Although the small courtyard she lived in had been cleaned all the time, it still felt empty and cold. Uninhabited, vacant for too long, icy cold.

She tightened her cloak and walked towards Xiyu's yard, but was stopped by the little disciple just as she reached the door.

"Master, the temple master is in retreat, no one is allowed to enter."

"I have something important to see the master, can't I report it?" Yan Xiaoqi was a little anxious. The three letters were sent to the mansion together with the imperial decree. It is said that the Qin Tianjian has already chosen the specific date of marriage.

Could it be that at that time, can I really be like what I said in Zhao Xing's study, that I would rather die than get on the sedan chair?

"Before the retreat, the temple master has repeatedly explained that no one is allowed to enter and disturb." The young disciple looked at Yan Xiaoqi and felt a little embarrassed, but thinking about the silence in the courtyard for the past six months, he did not dare to let anyone in.

Yan Xiaoqi, who was stopped outside, shouted unwillingly towards the door: "Master, I am Xiaoqi, I have something urgent to see you."

The voice echoed inside and outside the courtyard. For a long time, the courtyard was still as empty as before. Yan Xiaoqi slumped his shoulders and could only turn around and go back to his own courtyard.

There is still a week before the new year, and she has made up her mind to try it every day, and she is really unwilling to go back home like this.

"Don't waste your energy in vain. Once Xiyu starts to retreat, don't think that he will leave if he doesn't have ten or eight years." Li Lan who rushed over after hearing the news squinted his eyes, showing the same sense of superiority on his face.

Yan Xiaoqi didn't bother with her address, nor did she care about her tone and attitude: "Master said that he is just retreating for a short time, and it won't last that long."

"Heh~" Li Lan looked her up and down, a little unbelievable: "Are you really stupid or just pretending, you know that people like them sometimes spend hundreds of years, ten years in retreat, to them, it's just a snap of the fingers , naturally it is a short pass.”

is that so?Yan Xiaoqi looked at the closed door in disbelief.

ten years!The grass on her grave must have grown tall.

There was no need to stay any longer, so Yan Xiaoqi returned to the mansion with two maids that afternoon. She was depressed and before she fell ill again, she heard from the servants that the fifth girl was going to marry into the Marquis of Anping's mansion. news.

Yasuda wants to marry Zhao Wen?Thinking of the picture of the two of them standing together, she felt inexplicably discordant.

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Thanks to Su Ruoxia for the gift of the God of Wealth money pot, thanks to the sachet for the gift of Mengxinghualuorenfei, thanks to the orange with heavy makeup, Weilehai, and the old dream of the empty city for the gift of peace, thank you to all the book friends who voted, thank you!
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