kingnovel Chapter 135 I don’t regret it
Chapter 135 I don’t regret it
Song Ci also threw herself into Qin's arms and cried. She cried heart-wrenchingly, as if all the tears in her life would run out at this moment.
Su Li was also very sad when she saw this.
Xu Jing raised her eyebrows, feeling very happy.
Why should they live comfortably and happily? Why should she marry a fifth-rank official and live in a shabby courtyard?
She just can't stand seeing them doing well!
If Su Zhe died, Song Ci would become a widow; if he was lucky enough to survive, his body would be ruined by such extensive burns. How could the young couple be happy in the future?
As long as they are unhappy, she is happy!
……
The marriage between the Yong'an Marquisate and the Zhenbei Marquisate was decided, and many people sighed.
In the Sun Mansion, Old Madam Sun was melancholy for a long time.
She sighed to her grandson for a long time, and finally said:
"You just aren't that lucky. A few years ago, the wife of the Marquis of Yong'an wanted to match you with her niece, but the girl didn't fancy a playboy like you. All these years, you finally found a girl chasing you, but what happened? You didn't cherish her, and now you've been robbed! Oh!"
Sun Zhonghuai's ears were almost callused from listening to this, but he had no choice but to say:
"Grandma, I have something else to do, so I won't be able to talk to you any longer."
After saying that, he ran away without caring about the old lady Sun cursing behind him.
Old Madam Sun looked at her grandson with a sense of melancholy.
Seeing that Old Master Sun was also just reading a book and ignoring him, he was furious and said angrily:
"Look at this! You've been reading books your whole life, and you still can't get enough! You don't even care about your grandson's affairs! You don't even read books these days, you go out early and come back late every day, I don't know what you're doing!"
Old Master Sun groaned without even raising his eyelids, and turned sideways to continue reading.
When his grandson was young, he was worried he might make mistakes, so he always wanted to control him. But after he had been away for a few years, he came back and realized that his grandson had his own ideas and plans.
Originally, Old Master Sun still had a lot of opinions about Prince Su.
But this time at the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, Prince Heng was caught in a fire. Everyone was watching and dared not step forward. Only Prince Su was the first to rush out and rescue His Royal Highness Prince Heng.
Compared with Prince Jing and Prince Kang who were watching coldly from the sidelines, the difference was obvious.
Not only Lord Sun, but many loyal ministers in the court instantly changed their views on Prince Su, and privately said that Prince Su was a man of affection and righteousness.
He felt relieved that his grandson was following such a person.
"Why don't you say something? You can't make a fart even if you hit him with three sticks!" Seeing that Mr. Sun didn't say a word, Mrs. Sun raised her hand and hit him.
Old Master Sun dodged skillfully and said, "Children and grandchildren will have their own blessings! My dear, don't worry about it!"
After saying that, he put his hands behind his back and walked away.
"It's really strange today!" Old Madam Sun looked at the old man who was behaving out of character and was really puzzled.
……
On the street, Sun Zhonghuai's carriage was stopped by Song Ci.
She was riding on a horse, looking down from above.
"I'll wait for you in the teahouse. I have something to tell you."
After arriving at the teahouse, Sun Zhonghuai stood far away, fearing that Song Ci would do something improper. Now that her marriage with the Su family was settled, she was just waiting for the bridal sedan to arrive tomorrow.
Seeing Sun Zhonghuai's full vigilance, Song Ci smiled sarcastically and said:
"Don't worry, I won't bother you anymore from now on. I'm getting married..."
He choked up a little while speaking. Song Ci turned his head away, trying to suppress his emotions, and continued:
"I'm sure you've heard that I'm going to marry into the Yong'an Marquis's Mansion. Ah Zhe...he needs me."
Sun Zhonghuai saw that she was dressed simply today. She usually wore red clothes and carried a sword, but today she was dressed like a lady, which was rare. Although he was not used to it, it did look like that.
He sighed and said, "Azhe is a good choice. I'm happy for you that you can find your home."
Song Ci said, "Zhong Huai, after all these years, haven't you ever liked me at all?"
Sun Zhonghuai shook his head silently. "Miss Song, feelings are either there or not. I told you a long time ago not to waste your time on me. If you insist on having your own way, there's nothing I can do about it. Today I'm making this clear to you. I hope you can treat Ah Zhe well in the future."
"I will." Song Ci smiled bitterly. She didn't expect Sun Zhonghuai to be so direct, but it was good that she would give up from now on.
"Here's the invitation." Song Ci placed the big red wedding invitation on the table beside him, wiped away his tears, and forced a smile on his face. "If you are free tomorrow, please come over for a drink. I think Azhe also hopes you can come."
After that, she said no more, bowed, and turned away.
Watching Song Ci disappear downstairs, Sun Zhonghuai felt indescribable feelings in his heart.
He still remembered that he ran away from home, got drunk by the Liujing River, and fell unconscious in the grass by the river.
Song Ci hid in the big tree above his head and peeked at him all night. Her red clothes were so flamboyant that she thought she was hiding well.
He asked her, "What are you doing? You followed me all night!"
She jumped down with a bang, her face flushed with shame. She glared at him fiercely and said angrily, "None of your business! Pretty boy! I want to follow you, so I'll follow you!"
Haha, the little girl grew up just by following me.
Back in the carriage, Sun Zhonghuai said to Old Zhao, "Uncle Zhao, prepare a generous gift and send it to the Yong'an Marquis' Mansion tomorrow."
……
On the day of the wedding, the Yong'an Marquis Mansion was full of joy.
The night before, Su Zhe was carefully carried back to the Marquis' Mansion. Su Li was worried, so she brought Mr. Fei with her that night.
At this moment, seeing that everything in the new house was arranged and the gongs and drums were loud outside, I really couldn't feel happy.
Xi Jie'er accompanied her, munching on candy, and said, "Mother, my uncle is getting married soon. Aren't you happy?"
"Happy! Mother is naturally happy."
Su Li touched Xijie'er's pink and tender face, and the soft touch made her heart soften.
"Then why is mother frowning?"
Xijieer asked in confusion.
Su Li said, "Mother is just lamenting that the lives of the women here are really not easy."
"Mother, what does this mean? Sister Xi doesn't understand!"
"Mom really hopes that you will never have to understand." Su Li hugged Xi Jie'er and kissed her on the face.
Qin Shihuang's face was rarely festive. She walked into the room and said with a smile:
"Xijie'er, quickly follow Grandma out to welcome the bride. Remember to be sweet-tongued and say lots of nice things. Do you remember what Grandma taught you?"
"Remember! Don't worry, grandma! I just ate a lot of candy, my mouth is so sweet!"
"Is it because I'm being sweet-mouthed that my aunt is happy and my uncle wakes up?"
"Yes! That's right!"
Hearing the soft words, Qin smiled so much that her mouth stretched to her ears.
It was bustling and festive outside.
Su Li watched Song Ci, dressed in a bright red wedding gown, step over the brazier with the help of the bridesmaid and walk inside. She quietly stepped forward and took Song Ci's hand. She felt her fingers were cold, but her palm was wet. She asked softly:
"Ci'er, don't be afraid. It's me. If you regret it, tell Sister Su and I'll personally take you back. There's still time."
Song Ci's hand hesitated, but she still firmly held Su Li's hand. Her voice came from under the red veil:
"Sister Su, I don't regret it!"
After saying that, without hesitation, she lifted her skirt and walked towards the wedding hall.