In a cup of tea, more than a dozen people left the table one after another.

After everything was settled, Sun Youwei picked up the wine bottle with one hand and walked slowly down from the imperial throne.

"I don't envy the golden jar, I don't envy the white jade cup..."

The Empress's tone was calm and low.

"I don't envy the morning and the province, and I don't envy the evening and the Taiwan...

"I envy the water of the West River and once came down to Jingling City."

She laughed, "I will drink with you all for the water of the Xijiang River under this Jingling City."

Everyone also picked up the cups and when they were about to drink, they saw Sun Youwei hanging the wine bottle upside down.

A whole glass of clear wine slowly sprinkled on the ground.

Xu Dayou looked at this scene and remembered Chen Ming's advice just now. After all, he had been ups and downs in officialdom for decades, and no matter how stupid he was, he finally understood it at this time.

The more than a dozen people who just stood up and left for the Taiwei Mansion were the Xijiang River that chased the Taiwei tonight?

And His Majesty's glass of dusty wine...

Xu Dayou shivered and felt that his hands and feet were soft.

"The fate in the world is really wonderful... I still remember the first time I met Shaw Brothers. She was only in her twenties. In the next forty years, she has always been my indispensable subordinate and a friend that I can meet but not find. My friendship with her will be a matter of time... I will remember it forever."

After Sun You finished speaking, the last drop of nectar fell to the ground.

The court officials thought about it, and like Sun Youwei, they covered their hands and spilled the wine in their glass.

Sun You slightly turned back to the imperial throne, "Okay... Tonight's beautiful scenery, don't worry, don't worry."

She raised her right hand, and the silk and bamboo orchestra in the distance played a soothing and melodious music again. Everyone lowered their heads, and no one dared to respond.

Cen Lingju looked at the people who were as if they were beaten by frost at this moment, and was puzzled, but she immediately took a step forward, "My son is obeying the teachings!"

As soon as this was said, the court officials let out a low and gentle voice, "...Abide by Your Majesty's teachings."

Sun Youwei looked at Cen Lingju's young face and smiled, "Lingju is now... seventeen years old?"

"yes."

"I like the mother-of-pearl mat you presented to me very much." Sun Youwei smiled slowly, "But the red sautum has been given to the Duke of Zhenguo. What else can I give you... What does Lingju want?"

Cen Lingju was stunned. She raised her eyes and looked at Sun Youwei, "Son-member..."

Sun Youwei waited for her to continue talking with expectant eyes.

However, Cen Lingju's face turned red slightly. She lowered her eyes and said stutteringly, "My son...My son only hopes that Your Majesty can be healthy--"

"Okay." Sun Youwei spoke directly and interrupted Cen Lingju's words, "I know you can't open this, I'll speak for you...Yin Shiyun."

Everyone's eyes turned to the seat of Taishi Yin's family.

Yin Shiyun was drinking alone. When he heard Sun Youwei's name, the wine pot in his hand was parked in the air, and he looked up at the imperial seat with surprise.

"I'm here."

"You come."

Yin Shiyun walked to the imperial throne with some hesitation, then leaned over and knelt down.

"I ask you, what do you think of the King of Jiying?"

The ministers realized it for a while. Although this sentence "How" did not explain what it was, it meant to be obvious enough - it seemed that Your Majesty was going to give the county monarch a marriage tonight.

"The county lord is very good." Yin Shiyun replied calmly.

Cen Lingju let out a gentle breath, she could hardly look at Yin Shiyun's eyes.

"Oh?" Sun Youwei looked at him, "How is it good?"

"The prince is straightforward and honest, and has a heroic spirit that is not inferior to a man."

Sun You smiled, "Lingju is true that she is straightforward and honest, but it is true that she is not tamed. Maybe the future is long, and she will eventually restrain herself."

Cen Lingju's face showed a bit of crampage.

"Yin Shiyun, I ask you," Sun You said with a smile, "If I betrothed to you today, can you take good care of her for me for the rest of my life?"

No one would have thought that the news of the death of the Taiwei, and Sun Youwei began to give him a marriage.

Not far away, Mrs. Li and Mrs. Yin both raised them up in one breath - both mothers had not yet recovered from the previous ups and downs, but they just clenched their sleeves at the same time.

Li never expected that His Majesty would give Yin Shiyun a marriage on such an occasion today. She was both frightened and reluctant to leave.

Thinking about the fate between Yan'er and Yin Shiyun, it was really about to break up here. Li's nose felt sore and almost burst into tears.

How can destiny be violated?

Besides, in such a turbulent situation tonight...

Feng Xiaoqi's eyes passed over the crowd and looked at his sister Feng Yan.

Feng Yan sat in her position with a normal expression, but her eyes fell on the open space in front of the table for a long time, neither looking at Yin Shiyun nor anyone.

Sun Youwei waited for a long time, but Yin Shiyun never answered. She frowned slightly and her voice became a little deeper, "Sir Yin, reply."

Yin Shiyun sighed, and he leaned over and kowtowed, "Please take back Cheng's life."

In an instant, Feng Yan raised her eyes and looked at Yin Shiyun.

Yin Shiyun also straightened his back, "...I will never marry the county monarch, and I beg your Majesty to choose another good match for the county monarch."

Deadly silent.

Mrs. Yin's forehead was scared and cold sweated. She looked pale and shouted softly, "Shi... Shi Yun!"

"Why?" The tenderness on Sun Youwei's face faded away, and his voice returned to his previous coldness and ruthlessness, "Tell me... the reason."

Yin Shiyun took a deep breath, and after a moment of silence, he actually laughed out loud.

He looked straight into Sun Youwei's eyes resolutely, his eyes brighter than ever before.

"Because I already have something to do with you, I can't tolerate any other person in my eyes and heart. What a proud woman the county lord is. Can I tolerate my future husband being half-hearted about her?"

"...Who is it?" Cen Lingju spitted out two words in a panic. Seeing Yin Shiyun not answering, she immediately raised her voice, "Who is Lord Yin's sweetheart...?"

However, Yin Shiyun sat there like a stone, his expression was calm and without any turbulence.

Cen Lingju's eyes turned red. She suddenly remembered the scene when Yin Shiyun and Feng Xiaoqi talked behind the rockery not long ago. She understood for a moment, "Is it Feng Wan? Are you still attracted to Feng Wan, right? I can't compare to her in terms of appearance and talent--"

Feng Xiaoqi, not far away, just wanted to vomit blood on the spot - could he fly over in one go?

However, Yin Shiyun did not raise her eyes, but just whispered, "...The prince respects himself."

"Lingju." Sun You sniffed.

Cen Lingju's body trembled slightly and stopped talking.

Sun Youwei looked at Yin Shiyun again, "...Sir Yin is planning to resist the order?"

Yin Shiyun's expression was not only not afraid, but seemed to have some kind of relief.

"If the Lord decides to do this, then... I can only follow my original intention, but I will do it according to Your Majesty."

It became quiet all over, and there was only the sound of the wind at night.

Sun Youwei looked at Yin Shiyun with a expressionless face. For a moment, no one could figure out what she was thinking.

Feng Yan's eyes swayed left and right between Yin Shiyun and Sun Youwei, and her breathing gradually became rapid.

"Stop your breath."

Wei Xingzhen suddenly spoke in a low voice.
Chapter completed!