The Whole Dynasty Spoils the Tyrant’s Two-and-a-Half-Year-Old Daughter

  Chapter 500 Long-haired Junxin: Yuwei Extra Story (30)

   With such thoughts in mind, Song Wei couldn't sleep well or eat well day after day.

  She was getting haggard day by day, and her round oval face, which had been managed with great difficulty, collapsed quickly, and the cheekbones on both sides of her cheeks were raised high, making people feel distressed.

   Huahua looked distressed and tried every means to get Song Wei to eat more, but Song Wei was too worried to eat.

  Compared to Song Wei, Master Song is more concerned.

  If Junyu doesn't come to marry Song Wei for a day, the benefits he promised won't be fulfilled for a day.

  Master Song was in a hurry, did the cooked duck just fly away?

  Mrs. Song, oh no, Mrs. Song is no longer a wife. She is a concubine, so she can only be called Zhao.

  Zhao said resentfully: "In order to get the benefits promised by the seventeenth prince, the master did not hesitate to demote the concubine, but in the end, what did you get?"

  Master Song did not get any tangible benefits yet, he was a little guilty and didn't know how to refute.

  Ms. Zhao is still aggressive, "According to my concubine, the master has been tricked by others."

  Master Song also thought about it, but it was just a thought. He still had a glimmer of hope in his heart, looking forward to surprises.

Song Wanwan, who was already getting bigger, stroked her swollen belly, and under the trend of resentment in her heart, she urged: "Father, according to my daughter, since the seventeenth prince will not come to marry Song Wei, we don't have to marry Song Wei anymore. Song Wei has a good face, why don't you marry her as soon as possible? Just marry the original Master Li."

  Due to an accidental affair with the housekeeper, she finally became pregnant. Song Wanwan had to marry the old housekeeper who was over fifty years old.

   For this reason, Song Wanwan kept holding back her breath.

  She was worrying about not having the opportunity to post it, and now the opportunity came.

  The old housekeeper standing behind Song Wanwan with lowered eyebrows and sympathetic eyes saw Song Wanwan panting heavily, and whispered a word of persuasion, "Wanwan, calm down, don't be angry, otherwise it will be bad if you get pregnant."

   "You want to take care of it?" Song Wanwan replied displeased.

  The butler was immediately speechless, and shrank his head like a turtle.

  Seeing this, Master Song shook his head, and secretly scolded the housekeeper for his lack of courage.

Turning to Song Wanwan, he persuaded: "Wanwan, Daddy understands the grievance in your heart, but there is really no rush for this matter, just wait a little longer, if the Seventeenth Prince still doesn't come after another month, I will follow your instructions." Do what you say."

  Song Wanwan said disdainfully: "Let alone a month, even a year, the Seventeenth Prince will not come."

  Ms. Zhao agreed: "Wanwan is right. My concubine guessed that after the Seventeenth Prince went back, probably his relatives would stop him, so he regretted it and would not come to marry Song Wei."

   In these words, there is a bit of a dark feeling that watching the excitement is not a big deal.

  Mother Zhao and Song Wanwan's mother and daughter both wished that this matter would become more and more troublesome. It would be better for everyone to know that Song Wei was abandoned, so that Song Wei would not be able to step down in the end.

  Master Song's heartache was only the benefits promised to him by the Seventeenth Prince, he sighed, "...If that's the case, it's a pity for that villa."

  He once went to see that villa secretly.

   "...There is nothing to regret." Song Wanwan said: "That villa is not ours after all, why should we covet it?"

  Master Song: "..."

  Girl, you don't understand.

  …

  One month is coming soon, and the limit of the Song family's tolerance has also been reached.

  But Jun Yu still didn't come, not even a letter.

  Master Song was so angry that he immediately decided to find someone to marry Song Wei off right away, no one else, just the previous Master Li.

   On this day, he was ready to go to Master Li's house to discuss the marriage, and the city suddenly became lively.

  The Jinwu Guards wearing golden armor cleared the way, and the team to meet the bride slowly drove towards Song's house in the north of the city.

  The team was two streets long, and the groom officer at the front was sitting on a tall horse. Half of his face was covered by a silver-white mask, but it was hard to hide his high spirits.

  He was surrounded by dozens of palace people, holding red hexagonal palace lanterns in their hands, and uniformed in festive red clothes.

  In the line behind him, several strong men with red flowers tied on their chests were carrying the sedan chair with joyful faces.

  The sedan chair is also a festive red color, but the edges are doped with bright yellow gold threads specially used by the royal family, which makes the sedan chair a little extravagant without knowing it.

  Further back, the strong men carried box after box of betrothal gifts.

  The long line cannot see the tail.

  In the team, there is a palace lady every five steps. The palace lady is holding a basket woven from bamboo strips. The basket is very deep and filled with candies and copper coins. The snow-white hands of the maids grabbed a handful from time to time and threw them towards the crowd.

   Many people joined in the fun and stepped forward to compete.

  The scene is extremely lively.

  The so-called ten miles of red makeup is very lively, that's what it is.

  After Mr. Song heard about this incident, he didn't dare to mess around anymore. He quickly asked the people in the mansion to get ready, and also informed Song Wei that he was not allowed to die any more. He quickly packed himself up and prepared to get married.

  When the welcoming team arrived at the gate of Song's house, the person in the city realized which family married the daughter.

   It turned out to be the Song family!

"The eldest daughter of the Song family is married to a housekeeper, and the second daughter is engaged to Xinxiu county magistrate. It is said that they will get married at the end of the year, leaving only the third daughter unmarried. I thought that the third daughter of the Song family is not favored and has a mediocre appearance. There is no good marriage waiting for her, I didn't expect that the person who married her would be so powerful, marrying her with red makeup? Presumably he must be a big shot."

"you do not say!"

   "It can be seen that people cannot be judged by appearance, and sea water cannot be measured."

   "The third miss of the Song family is really lucky!"

  There are constant discussions in the streets and alleys.

  But everyone doesn't know Jun Yu's identity, so they can only guess randomly, and if they can't guess correctly, they just treat Jun Yu as a big shot.

  When Song Wei learned about this, he was sitting in front of the bronze mirror, staring at his haggard self in a daze. There is a dagger on the dressing table, which is newly bought by her and cut by herself.

  After hearing that Master Song intended to continue marrying her to Master Li, she made up her mind about her fate.

   Self-defeating and going to hell.

  When Huahua told Song Wei the news that Junyu Shili Hongzhuang was married, Song Wei finally put away the dagger, cheered up and asked Huahua to help her dress up.

  Huahua deliberately put a lot of powder on Song Wei's face to cover her haggardness, and then put on rouge, her complexion has improved.

   "Miss, what kind of jewelry do you use? Are you using the ones made three months ago? Or the same?"

  Song Wei looked at a long brocade box on the dressing table.

Huahua was about to open the brocade box, took out the golden hairpin of the peony flower from it, and put it on for Song Wei, "My dear lady, why do you only prefer this golden hairpin? No matter how delicious the meal is, I will never get tired of it." Doesn't the golden hairpin have a boring day?"

"No."

   After packing up, Song Wei was ready to go out to meet Jun Yu, but as soon as she arrived at the door, she saw Jun Yu walking towards her.

  Jun Yu was wearing a red groom's suit. He laughed when he saw her, and his steps became much faster. He called out in surprise: "Xiao Wei."

   "A Yu!"

  Song Wei broke free from Huahuahua's hand holding her, and ran towards the familiar figure, tears falling behind her.

  A pair of Bi people hugged each other tightly.

  May the long hair tie into the king's heart, and be inseparable from life to life.

  (end of this chapter)