I just want to be a princess, no, you want to be a queen

Chapter 285 Rude request

Before getting married, Lu Mingyang went to pay homage to her parents.

It took the eldest sister and the third brother ten days to return to the capital, but she only needed three days to get married. I wonder what the eldest sister thought when she returned. The third brother's first reward for winning the battle was that his own sister became a concubine in another family.

No one felt inappropriate.

Everyone in the capital said that she was lucky to have a good brother. Everyone in the capital praised Song Wei for his loyalty and righteousness.

Yang Nianshu was furious when she heard this: "Second sister, are these people's brains filled with sewage?"

"A widow with a ruined reputation, destined to live out her life in solitude, yet the suave Duke takes a fancy to her and takes her into his chambers. What else could that be but incredible luck?"

Lu Mingyang smiled and lowered the car window curtains. "Everyone in the world uses their own perception of happiness as the standard. Who cares what you think? We don't need to listen to this and make ourselves feel bad."

"But Second Sister, I feel bad when I think about you marrying Song Wei." Yang Nianshu patted Lu Mingyang's shoulder and said excitedly, "Second Sister, let's ask Brother Leng to make you a fake death drug, and then ask Brother Wei to take us to Yunzhao, okay?"

"No!" Lu Mingyang disdained this bad idea. "The Song family now has Pharmacist Ge, who is Leng Lingfeng's uncle. How could he possibly keep the prescription secret? Besides, I'm fine at the Song family. It's convenient for me to do many things there."

At this point, Lu Mingyang smiled, "The most important thing is that I don't want to be so far away from him. I want to be with him, even if it's just from afar."

The situation in the capital was becoming increasingly tense. If he wasn't careful, he would be doomed. She didn't want to leave him alone to face it. Whether he lived or died, she wanted to be with him.

Yang Nianshu looked at the way his second sister spoke and frowned, "Second sister, are you a mistress if you do this?"

"What did you say?" Lu Mingyang raised his voice.

"That's what you once told me. If someone is not his wife but still thinking about his woman, then he is his mistress."

"Yang Nian'er!"

Fists swung, and just then a carriage arrived. Yang Nianshu smiled, blocking her second sister's fist and jumping off the carriage. Lu Mingyang chased into the Chengyang Marquis's Mansion.

Amidst the chase and playfulness, a figure emerged from the hall, a figure of some unpleasant character. Lu Mingyang looked over, his brows furrowed slightly. "Young Master Song, no, Duke Song. How could the Duke condescend to come to our house?"

"If it weren't for Yang'er, His Majesty wouldn't have allowed me to inherit the title of Duke." Song Wei walked towards Lu Mingyang, his eyes filled with tenderness and doting. "We're getting married tomorrow, are you still going to treat me like this?"

"Get married?" Lu Mingyang sneered, "I remember that the bride and groom can't see each other three days before the wedding. Or do you think that since I'm your concubine, I don't have to follow these rules?"

"Yang'er, I didn't think too much about it. I came here just to give you an explanation." Song Wei said, turning sideways and looking back: "Get out."

Liu Mingqin and Aunt Liu walked out of the hall, lowered their heads, and knelt in front of Lu Mingyang.

"Fourth sister, I was confused that day. Please forgive me for this one time. Please, Fourth sister."

Liu Mingqin tilted her head back. Although she was speaking to Lu Mingyang, her gaze was fixed on Song Wei. She was timid, flustered, and flattering. All of this was done to please him.

Lu Mingyang felt uncomfortable watching this and slapped her face, "Lu Mingqin, don't forget, you were once the daughter of the Chengyang Marquisate."

Compared to her drugging herself, she hated her self-deprecation more.

Liu Mingqin's gaze finally relaxed a little, but it was only for a moment, and she began to slap herself.

Lu Mingyang shook her off and looked at Song Wei angrily: "What do you mean by bringing her here?"

"Of course I'll leave it to you to deal with, to your satisfaction." Song Wei's eyes were filled with affection: "I won't let anyone who hurts you go. From now on, I won't let anyone bully you."

Lu Mingyang felt like vomiting after hearing these words. He said with disgust, "Bullying a woman who depends on you for survival is nothing compared to your ability. If you want to make me happy, kill the emperor for me!"

"Yang'er, don't speak nonsense." Song Wei began to lecture him, "Who taught you to say such offensive words?"

"I don't dare!" Lu Mingyang teased with a smile: "Then I'd be happy if you committed suicide."

Song Wei's eyes were filled with pain, and there was also a hint of confusion: "Yang'er, you weren't like this before, gentle and considerate. But now, why have you become like this?"

"Who do you think you are? Why should I live the way you think I should live?"

Lu Mingyang scolded coldly: "Song Wei, you don't understand me at all, just like you don't understand your sister, my second brother. You have to know that in this world, no one lives for you. In my heart, you are not even as good as your eldest sister. At least, she is not as hypocritical as you."

"I won't argue with you." Song Wei shook his head magnanimously: "I'm not in a hurry. We still have a lifetime. I will let you slowly understand me and love me."

As he spoke, he pulled out a hairpin from his sleeve and inserted it into Lu Mingyang's hair, admiring her. Lu Mingyang pulled it out with disdain and inserted it into Liu Mingqin's hair, saying coldly, "Goodbye, I won't see you off."

Song Wei's face gradually darkened.

Liu Mingqin hurriedly pulled out her hairpin. She didn't dare to ask Song Wei for help. She looked at Lu Mingyang with pleading eyes and offered it with both hands. Lu Mingyang grabbed it and threw it out.

The white jade hairpin shattered into pieces on the ground.

"If you don't like it, I'll pick something better for you." Song Wei smiled. "Since we are husband and wife, I will take care of everything that happens to you."

"Of course you have to take responsibility. Don't forget why you married me. Everyone in the world is watching you, what are you going to do?" Lu Mingyang was too lazy to look at him anymore and pulled his sister away.

"Fourth Miss!" the guard's voice came. Lu Mingyang turned his head and saw the palace carriage outside the mansion gate. The eunuch who delivered the imperial decree slowly stepped down from the carriage.

Lu Mingyang looked at Song Wei in surprise and went over to greet him.

The eunuch delivering the imperial edict looked at Lu Mingyang sympathetically and said, "Fourth Miss Lu, His Majesty has ordered that the marriage be postponed. You do not need to marry tomorrow."

"Really?" Yang Nianshu excitedly grabbed his second sister's arm and shook it happily.

Lu Mingyang grabbed his sister and looked at Song Wei in surprise. Song Wei's face darkened, and he lowered his voice and asked, "Eunuch, why is this happening? Why did His Majesty suddenly change his mind?"

The eunuch delivering the imperial edict had not expected Song Wei to be there, and said awkwardly, "We are only responsible for delivering the imperial edict to the Marquis of Chengyang's Mansion. The eunuch delivering the imperial edict to the Duke of Song's Mansion should have come to your house by now."

Song Wei left in a hurry, and Liu Mingqin and Aunt Liu also left in a hurry.

Suppressing his joy, Lu Mingyang invited the eunuch who had delivered the imperial decree into the room for tea. He slipped him a gold ingot and asked, "Eunuch, did His Majesty tell me why?"

The eunuch delivering the imperial eunuch declined. Lu Mingyang stopped him and said, "Tell me what happened before you came."

The eunuch who delivered the decree thought for a moment, put the gold into his sleeve, and said bluntly: "We have rushed to the border for eight hundred miles and sent a letter of peace from the Xiongnu Khan."

What does the Huns’ request for peace have to do with my marriage?