It's understandable that Prince Dingbei wants his daughter to marry Song Zhiyu as soon as possible, but Song Ci doesn't want to make decisions for his youngest son without asking him. It's too rushed, like being pushed onto someone.
It's a bit unfair to the son.
So, Song Ci called the person involved over and explained the situation.
As expected, after receiving the royal decree, Song Zhiyu, who had been out of spirits, now looked even more like a withered eggplant, pitifully looking at his mother.
"Mom, are you in such a hurry to kick me out?" Song Zhiyu pouted, "You should think it through. Once I'm married, I can't live here every day anymore."
After all, as the husband, even if not marrying into her family, he would still live with the Commandery Princess at her mansion.
Seeing the young boy's pitiful and dismal appearance, Song Ci suddenly felt like a big villain, forcing the young man to be a groom.
Oh no, I can't think of that, it'll just make me feel guilty.
