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in the hall.

After reading the imperial decree, Eunuch Gao handed it to Song Qingning, saying, "Second Miss Song, congratulations!"

His smile was gentle and kind.

Song Qingning recalled that yesterday, he had intentionally reminded her that Emperor Yuan wanted to summon her to Chuxiu Palace. Song Qingning was very curious about the stance of the chief eunuch beside Emperor Yuan.

"Qingning thanks the Imperial Nobleman." Song Qingning accepted the imperial decree and thanked the Emperor for his grace.

Everyone in the Marquis's mansion was still in shock until Eunuch Gao left.

"Good, Ning'er, the Emperor has bestowed this marriage upon us. This marriage is wonderful." Madam Lu held Song Qingning's hand, her eyes filled with joy and tears welling up in her eyes.

Just now, before Aunt Ling left the mansion, she went to the East Courtyard to send a message to Madam Lu.

Even though Madam Lu knew about the arranged marriage in advance, she still couldn't contain her excitement. "Sister Fu will be a good mother-in-law, and the son she raises will be no less."

Then, as if remembering something else, she said, "Aunt Ling said the wedding is in a month, so we need to start preparing immediately."

Madam Lu hurriedly went down to make arrangements.

Marquis Yongning and Song Shiyin also congratulated Song Qingning, feeling both gratified and excited.

Even Song Changsheng had a smile on his face, but the old Marquis Song was still immersed in the disappointment that "the imperial decree was not to reward him".

Looking at Song Qingning, the old Marquis Song was once again certain that Song Qingning had benefited from the Marquis's good fortune.

She's taken all the good fortune of the Marquis's mansion; it's so unfair!

But then he thought of Song Qingning marrying the Prince of Huai, who was the grandfather of the Princess of Huai, and the bitter jealousy in his heart subsided slightly.

"Qingning, your grandfather knew that you were the most promising among the children of the Marquis's family. Our ancestors of the Song family have shown their divine power. It was not in vain that I offered incense every day to pray for your protection."

Lord Song smiled broadly, his obsequiousness tinged with arrogance.

Even when something good happens, he always tries to claim the credit for himself.

Song Qingning knew this grandfather all too well.

He was entrusted with the responsibility of revitalizing the Song family, but he was mediocre and made no achievements.

He had always wanted to achieve something, but his son and granddaughter had done it. How could he be at peace with that? And that imbalance breeds jealousy.

He numbed and deceived himself, taking credit for the family's revitalization as if he truly deserved some credit.

It's contradictory and tragic.

Song Qingning met his gaze, making no attempt to hide the sarcasm in her smile. "When my cousin married Prince Rui, did my grandfather also burn incense every day, praying for the ancestors' blessings?"

Lord Song's smile froze: "..."

What does she mean by that?

Does he resent that he treated Song Qingyan well back then and neglected her?

Or should we mock him for betting on the wrong horse?

Lord Song was filled with rage, but fearing that Song Qingning was about to become the Princess Consort of Huai, he dared not lash out.

"Qingning, don't worry, when you get married, your grandfather will definitely prepare a generous dowry for you." Old Master Song said with a flattering smile.

The more he tried to please her, the more disdainful Song Qingning became.

Disdain was mixed with hatred.

In her past life, she knelt in his courtyard for three days and three nights, her head bleeding from the kowtowing, but he remained unmoved.

Three days later, he came out of the room and warned her not to mention the "truth about the baby swap" again.

Liu realized that she had discovered the truth about the baby swap, thanks to a suggestion from this grandfather.

In his past life, he aided and abetted evil; how can he be erased in this life by a mere dowry?

"Granddaughter can't afford her grandfather's dowry, so he'll keep it for himself in the future," Song Qingning said.

She was all smiles, but Old Marquis Song suddenly felt a chill creep up from the soles of his feet.

It wasn't until Song Qingning walked out of the hall and disappeared from sight that Old Marquis Song came back to his senses.

He pondered Song Qingning's words, "What did she say? 'I'll keep it for myself, I might need it later'? What did she mean by that?"

The steward, head bowed, said, "The second young lady is filial and cannot bear to take your private money as her dowry."

"Really?" Old Marquis Song was very skeptical.

If he were filial, he should have felt warmth, but what was that bone-chilling cold just now?

Her words sounded more like a warning.

"That must be the case. You gave your private treasury to Miss Qingyan as her dowry, and there's not much left," the steward said.

Mentioning this only fueled Lord Song's anger.

When Song Qingyan married Prince Rui, he placed his bet on her, but it all came to nothing. He gained nothing and even caused Song Qingning to resent him.

Lord Song felt stifled, and after noon, he finally couldn't sit still any longer.

Song Qingning is about to marry the Prince of Huai, which is a good thing for the Yongning Marquis's family and will bring him honor.

Since we're going to benefit from this, of course we have to publicize it extensively.

Lord Song instructed his steward to prepare copper coins and have the servants distribute them to everyone they met at the entrance of the mansion, spreading the news of the Emperor's bestowal of marriage.

Wearing a veiled hat, Song Qingyan looked from afar at the Marquis's residence, where it seemed there was a joyous occasion.

At yesterday's welcoming banquet, she was so frightened by her own guess that she didn't even go to see Prince Rui. She returned to her residence in a panic and had nightmares all night.

The image that had inexplicably appeared in her mind earlier also appeared in her dream.

I can see it more clearly in my dreams.

She saw clearly in the picture that the urn contained a human pig.

The man's hands and feet were cut off, his eyes were gouged out, and blood was flowing from his seven orifices.

That was Song Qingning, but then the image flashed again, and the face changed to hers.

She woke up screaming in fright, and when she connected the dots with her suspicion, she couldn't suppress her fear any longer. So she came to the Marquis's residence to find out if Song Qingning really knew about Liu's baby swap.

"Madam, this is just a small token of my appreciation. Our Marquis's second daughter has been betrothed to His Highness Prince Huai as his principal wife. The wedding will take place in a month. Come back to the Marquis's residence then, and you will receive another reward."

A servant from the Marquis's household handed over a few copper coins.

Song Qingyan froze, then asked in a shrill voice, "What did you say?"

She was wearing a veiled hat, so the servants didn't recognize her. Her voice was distorted, so the servants didn't recognize her either, and just thought she was strange.

"The Marquis's mansion is celebrating a joyous occasion; let us share in the happiness." The servant stuffed copper coins into her hand, not daring to mention inviting her back for the wedding.

Song Qingyan held the copper coin in her hand, feeling its burning heat against her palm.

The servant's words echoed in his mind.

Song Qingning bestows a marriage upon the Prince of Huai!

She's still the principal wife!

How could Song Qingning possibly be worthy of her!

Song Qingning was merely a daughter of the second branch of the Marquis's household, born out of wedlock...

Upon realizing this, all of Song Qingyan's thoughts froze.

No, she was not the daughter of a concubine's second wife.

She is the legitimate daughter of the first wife!

If Song Qingning already knows about the baby swap, she will definitely reclaim her status as the eldest daughter of the main branch of the family!

Song Qingyan gritted her teeth and clenched her fists in resentment.

Just then, the coachman prepared a carriage at the entrance of the Marquis's residence, and then Madam Lu led Chen Mama out of the residence.

Song Qingyan hadn't seen Madam Lu for some time. Through the veil and gauze curtain, Song Qingyan looked at the elegant and noble woman and almost didn't recognize her.

Madam Lu has always been sickly, so why does she look so well now?

Not only does she look healthy, but she's also in a great mood.

"Madam, it's enough for me to go to Jin Yu Zhai. In the end, it's just a matter of sending these pearls and jade to a craftsman to make them. I can handle this matter well." Mother Chen held a box in her hands.

The box contained pearls and jade.

As Madam Lu boarded the carriage, she said, "I need to do everything myself for Ning'er's wedding so I can feel at ease."

"This box of precious jade and pearls was given to me by my mother when I got married. I made them into jewelry and had Ning'er take it to the Prince's mansion."

"Although she doesn't like to show off, she will be the Princess Consort of Huai in the future, and there are some occasions where she can be useful."

Mrs. Lu's eyes were full of loving kindness.

Those words sent a chill down Song Qingyan's spine!