0p0 Chapter 918 The eldest daughter is as bright as spring flowers (4)
Chapter 918 The eldest daughter is as bright as spring flowers (4)
Chapter 918: The eldest daughter is as bright as spring flowers (40)
As for the marriage between Marquis Annan and the eldest daughter of the Prime Minister's family, this is a powerful alliance. If the emperor did not trust Marquis Annan and the Prime Minister, he would never agree to it.
However, those who knew that the two families had a verbal engagement understood it clearly.
The young men and women who didn't know the relationship between the two families were a little nervous.
Who doesn't love a beautiful woman? Who doesn't love a handsome man? Furthermore, their status was so high. They were the ancient version of "white, rich, beautiful" and "tall, rich, handsome"—they were Song Qingli and Wei Ying.
Many young men from poor families dream of marrying a noble lady from a wealthy family, and the eldest daughter of the prime minister's family is the best girl! She is the moon that they cannot reach.
And the Marquis of Annan is also the ideal husband for the girls in the capital. He is young and promising, holds real power, has no serious mother-in-law at home, and has no bad habits. Once she marries him, she will be the marquis's wife, and she will have face both inside and outside.
Of course, Song Qingting didn't think so. She disliked cold, hardened men like Wei Ying. She preferred fair-faced scholars who could cheer her up. The Seventh Prince, Zhao Jian, wasn't handsome, but he was able to lower his profile and coax people. He was usually very docile, and Song Qingting was very fond of him.
After hearing the Queen Mother's words, she felt relieved. Now that her elder sister was married, no one would compete with her for the seventh prince, the future emperor.
Seeing that her daughter didn't care at all, Song Chen felt like vomiting blood. It was so sad that the Marquis's wife was a good person, but she had nothing to do with her daughter.
After hearing the Queen Mother's words, the Emperor turned his gaze to Wei Ying, Marquis of Annan, and Song Qingli, asking for their opinions: "The Queen Mother is right. Wei Ying, Song Qingli, what are your opinions on this marriage? Are you willing to marry each other?"
Qingli felt a bit more favorable towards the emperor because he could personally ask for her opinion instead of just granting her marriage. Of course, she couldn't easily disobey the emperor.
Annan Marquis Wei Ying stood up, his eyes filled with admiration and tenderness for Song Qingli. He replied respectfully, "Your Majesty, it would be my honor to marry Miss Song."
Song Qingli lowered her head slightly, a faint blush on her face. Her voice was soft but firm: "Your Majesty, Qingli is willing."
When the emperor saw that both of them agreed, he announced the marriage on the spot, thus making this auspicious marriage come true.
Congratulations suddenly rang out at the banquet.
But not everyone is happy.
First up were the Ninth Princess and her biological mother, Concubine Luo, and her biological brother, the Fourth Prince. The Ninth Princess had previously been clamoring to marry the Marquis of Annan, but Concubine Luo had mentioned it to the Emperor once and was rejected outright.
Since the emperor's son-in-law is not allowed to be an official in this dynasty, how could he bear to let his most trusted minister stay at home idle? This is not a favor, but a grudge.
The Fourth Prince must have hoped that his sister would win over the Annan Marquisate to increase his support. Now that his support has been cut off, he is naturally unhappy.
He also thought that if his sister could really charm Marquis Annan, and if Marquis Annan helped him to ascend to the throne, it would not be impossible for him to fulfill his sister's wish. Unfortunately, his ninth sister did not have this ability.
The next person who was unhappy was the Seventh Prince. In this joyful atmosphere, the Seventh Prince had mixed feelings.
He always felt that things shouldn't be like this, that his father should have granted him and Song Qingli a marriage. His heart was filled with loss, and he drank alone, a hint of resentment in his eyes.
The Seventh Prince's wine glass spun gently in his hand, his eyes hazy, but his heart was turbulent. He knew that his father's decision was irreversible, but his choice for his first wife was Song Qingli.
He took a deep breath and forced himself to shift his attention to the banquet, but his heart had already flown to Song Qingli.
The emperor frowned slightly when he saw his son's frustrated look, and said directly, "It's just right. This is a great day, and good things come in pairs. The seventh son is not young anymore. Do you have someone you like? I will grant you a marriage. Besides the daughter of the prime minister, there are many other women of marriageable age here."
It is obvious that the emperor is not planning to grant a marriage between the seventh prince and Song Qingting.