The Whole Dynasty Spoils the Tyrant's Beloved Youngest Daughter-Chapter 499 - 496: Long Hair Tied to His Heart: Yu Wei Side Story (22)

Chapter 499: Chapter 496: Long Hair Tied to His Heart: Yu Wei Side Story (22)

Madam Song spoke and called a maid, instructing her to take Jun Yu to change clothes and remind her to take good care of Jun Yu without neglect.

Jun Yu was drunk, his steps unsteady, and when the maid came over, he was standing in front of Madam Song and almost fell.

"Seventeenth Prince!"

The maid hurried forward to support Jun Yu.

Jun Yu wasn’t accustomed to being held by strangers, especially women, and he uncomfortably shrugged off the maid’s hand, saying, "I’m fine, I can walk by myself."

"How can you be okay? Young master, you’re about to fall over." After saying this, the maid went forward to support Jun Yu again.

"Ahem, ahem..."

Madam Song deliberately coughed to draw the maid’s attention and gave her a meaningful glance. The maid understood, nodded, and then supported Jun Yu towards Song Wanwan’s residence.

Because Jun Yu’s current residence in the Song Mansion was quite near to Song Wanwan’s and Song Manman’s, and seeing the maid leading him towards Song Wanwan’s place, Jun Yu didn’t think much of it, assuming she was taking him back to his own room.

The maid walked ahead guiding the way, while also showing concern, "Prince, go slow, watch your step."

"Hmm..."

Jun Yu was truly quite drunk.

He felt nausea rising in his throat and couldn’t control the urge to vomit.

Unable to bear it, he pushed aside the maid supporting him and vomited for quite some time on the side. Drinking a lot meant vomiting a lot; he felt like his insides were all coming out.

He felt terrible, and his mind was muddled.

The maid, detesting the sight, covered her mouth and nose with a handkerchief while waiting for Jun Yu to finish vomiting.

After vomiting, Jun Yu murmured, "Xiao Wei, where are you?"

"I’m here..." The maid quickly stepped forward, with furrowed brows, to help Jun Yu up, "Seventeenth Prince, let’s go change clothes? Once you change, you can meet the Third Miss."

"Alright, let’s change clothes."

Jun Yu let the maid support him as he walked forward.

In no time, they reached the door of Song Wanwan’s room. The maid sent Jun Yu into the room and then locked the door from the outside.

Upon hearing the sound of the door being locked from outside, Jun Yu’s innate sense of caution caused his alcohol-clouded consciousness to sharpen slightly, and he frowned as he looked towards the door.

After a moment, realizing something, he staggered forward and banged on the door hard.

"Open the door."

No one opened the door.

Instead, a strange scent wafted around his nose, slipping into his body and stimulating his most sensitive senses.

He felt restless and warm.

He reached up to tug at his collar...

"Seventeenth Prince? I was waiting for you. Come over here?" Suddenly, a coquettish, almost bone-meltingly soft voice drifted from not far behind him.

...

The maid went back to report to Madam Song, and considering there were many people around with prying eyes, she led Madam Song to a quiet, secluded spot. She whispered, "Madam, the task you entrusted to this servant is done. The Seventeenth Prince is now in the room with the eldest miss."

Madam Song nodded in satisfaction, "Well done."

After a moment, remembering something, Madam Song asked, "Did you light the incense I gave you?"

The maid nodded, "Following your instructions, as soon as I led the Seventeenth Prince into the eldest miss’s room, I lit the incense immediately."

"Good." Madam Song smiled and handed the maid a pouch of silver, "Take this silver, and continue to do well with the tasks that follow."

The maid, overjoyed, accepted the silver, nodding vigorously, "Thank you, Madam, for your reward. This servant will certainly do her best."

"Good." Madam Song said, "Continue to watch over the eldest miss’s room. Once you hear any movement inside, unlock the door and then hide."

"Yes, Madam."

The maid left.

Madam Song, her sly plot succeeding, chuckled as she began to imagine what kind of clothes she should wear for Jun Yu and Song Wanwan’s wedding? Should the material be Shu embroidery or Su embroidery?

Hmm, she decided to use the best!

Moreover, she planned to find someone to help her embroider Su embroidery.

The double-sided embroidery of Su embroidery is famous all over the world, and she thought that with the Seventeenth Prince being a part of the Imperial Family, it shouldn’t be hard to invite an embroiderer from Suzhou to embroider double-sided embroidery for his future wife’s mother?

Madam Song thought beautifully. When she returned to the banquet, she still wore a smile, pondering what should be embroidered on the double-sided embroidery?

Mr. Song, seeing her like this, knew things were unfolding according to their plan.

He approached with a smile, "Madam, it seems we are about to bring about a good marriage soon, aren’t we?"

Madam Song replied, "Isn’t that right! Sir, you are about to become the father-in-law of a dignified prince."

Mr. Song laughed heartily, "Good, good, good!"

"Shouldn’t you thank me?"

"Indeed." Mr. Song wrapped his arm around Madam Song’s shoulder, praising her, "Madam, if it weren’t for your meticulous planning, our beloved Wan Wan would never have had the chance to marry a dignified prince and create such a match."

Madam Song felt her heart swell with sweetness.

"But..." Mr. Song sighed.

"What are you regretting, sir?" asked Madam Song.

"I’m regretting about our Man Man." Mr. Song said, "With Wan Wan’s marriage to the Seventeenth Prince now as solid as a rock, with a firm grasp, I just wonder if Man Man will have such a good opportunity to marry a prince too."

"No need to worry about that, sir. I’ve already thought about it." Madam Song said, "Once Wan Wan marries the Seventeenth Prince and has a stable position in the Eastern Chu Kingdom, she can bring Man Man over. She can use her own status to help Man Man establish a good marriage connection."

Madam Song said quite reasonably, "A prince’s acquaintances are either generals or noble young masters, it wouldn’t be far off. Our Man Man is as beautiful as a bloom; finding a good match won’t be a problem, so you don’t need to worry."

"That’s good." Mr. Song breathed a little easier, but there was still a slight regret in his heart...

He muttered, "I just feel a bit sorry for Xiao Wei."

"Hm, what’s there to be sorry for?" Madam Song didn’t like hearing this and replied defiantly, "Xiao Wei is an illegitimate child; how can she marry better than her legitimate sisters?"

"This good marriage with the Seventeenth Prince was always meant for our Wan Wan and can only be for Wan Wan."

"But..." Mr. Song was, after all, Song Wei’s father and had raised Song Wei for years, so he felt a bit remorseful for robbing Song Wei of the marriage.

"Sir, just don’t think about it? Once our Wan Wan smoothly marries the Seventeenth Prince, and we’re smoothly the prince’s parents-in-law, if we’re happy, we can find another good marriage for Xiao Wei. Although it won’t match the Seventeenth Prince, she won’t have to marry an old man like Mr. Li."

"Alright then, I’ll trouble you to take care of it, Madam."

...

Song Wei, carrying a sober-up soup, arrived and did not find Jun Yu, but saw Mr. Song and Madam Song talking. She was about to ask them where Jun Yu had gone when she overheard their conversation.