The Whole Dynasty Spoils the Tyrant's Beloved Youngest Daughter-Chapter 487 - 485: Long Hair Tied to His Heart: Yu Wei Side Story (11)
Mr. Song saw that Jun Yu had gone inside, but his two daughters were still standing there, seemingly waiting for his cue to know what to do next.
He sighed inwardly at their foolishness for not knowing how to please people, then directed, "Wan Wan, Man Man, quickly, go and lead Prince Seventeen to the flower hall."
Finally realizing what to do, Wan Wan and Man Man hurriedly stepped forward, one on each side, and led Jun Yu forward.
As they moved closer to Jun Yu and were finally able to see the true charm of the Seventeenth Prince.
The Seventeenth Prince was truly extraordinary among men.
Even though he wore a half silver mask that covered half his face, it didn’t hide his charisma. In fact, the mask accentuated his nobility and mystery, evoking endless imagination.
And his eyes were bright and his demeanor imposing.
He was no ordinary nobleman, incomparable to the sons of wealthy families.
He seemed to possess a natural, fatal attraction, unique to the Imperial Family’s aura.
The more the two sisters looked at Jun Yu, the more pleased they were.
They both thought, if they could marry such a man, even becoming a concubine would be immensely satisfying.
If they could bear him a son or daughter in the future, they would undoubtedly enjoy a lifetime of endless glory and wealth, and their family would also benefit.
With such thoughts, the sisters were much more attentive to Jun Yu.
Upon reaching a crossroads, Song Wanwan extended her snow-white hand to guide Jun Yu, "This way, Prince Seventeen."
Song Manman expressed concern, "Prince Seventeen, there are steps ahead. Please be careful and watch your step."
Jun Yu was completely unaware. He had merely entered the Song Mansion, seen some of Song Wei’s family members, and hadn’t even spoken two words to them. Yet, the two Song Misses were already planning on having children with him in the future.
A mix of absurdity tinged with a bit of pitifulness.
Upon reaching the flower hall, Mr. Song smiled and invited Jun Yu to the seat of honor, then ordered Madam Song to personally serve tea.
Madam Song did not refuse and went with a smile.
The two Song Misses stood beside Jun Yu, like servant girls, ready to be at his beck and call.
The tea arrived.
Madam Song personally placed the teacup near Jun Yu’s hand, convenient for him to drink.
Mr. Song said, "Prince Seventeen has traveled from afar, please have a cup of tea?"
Jun Yu, feeling somewhat thirsty, lifted the teacup and took a sip.
Mr. Song added, "This tea might not compare to the Imperial Tea from the inner palace, but please don’t mind it, Prince Seventeen."
After taking a sip, Jun Yu put down the teacup and said, "Mr. Song, what do you say? This tea is quite good."
Upon hearing this praise, Mr. Song’s tense spirit finally relaxed a bit. He had worried that this lord wouldn’t like the commoners’ tea and would be angered.
He hadn’t expected this lord to be quite manageable.
"Well..."
The tea was finished, and it was time for serious discussions.
Just as Mr. Song was about to ask why Jun Yu was visiting, the butler came to report.
The butler said someone from Mr. Li’s house had arrived to coordinate matters for tomorrow’s wedding of the third miss, requesting Mr. Song to pay them a visit.
Mr. Song angrily said, "Butler, don’t you see the current situation?"
The prince is visiting, right?
How could he leave the prince to meet with someone from the County Magistrate’s residence?
"The servant understands, but..." the butler was also at a loss. People from Mr. Li’s house insisted on meeting with the master face to face, and he couldn’t help it.
"Since you understand, then handle it yourself and don’t bother me," Mr. Song said impatiently.
"Alright then!" Mr. Li left dejectedly.
Mr. Song laughed, personally added tea for Jun Yu, and said, "The servants in this house are truly embarrassing, making Prince Seventeen laugh. Please forgive us."
"Mr. Song is too courteous." Jun Yu looked at the teacup before him, and said, "I heard Mr. Song has three daughters?"
Suddenly mentioning the three daughters?
Was this the main topic?
Could it really be to select a consort?
Mr. Song glanced at his two daughters, unable to hide his joy inside.
He hurriedly brought Song Wanwan and Song Manman to Jun Yu, and with a smile, said, "Prince Seventeen, these two are my daughters."
"Wan Wan, Man Man, quickly pay respects to Prince Seventeen," Mr. Song said.
"Yes, father." Song Wanwan and Song Manman, blushing, curtsied slightly, greeting Jun Yu, "Wan Wan and Man Man greet Prince Seventeen, wishing you well."
To please Jun Yu, the sisters’ voices were carefully modulated.
Sweet and delicate, soft and tender.
If someone with little resolve were to hear it, their bones might go numb.
Yet Jun Yu tapped his fingers on the table without lifting his eyes and said, "...And the other daughter?"
Mr. Song hesitated, "...The other one?"
Mr. Song couldn’t understand why his two daughters weren’t good enough?
They were legitimate, while the other one was illegitimate and about to marry. Why would Prince Seventeen care?
He was confused and also scornful, especially towards Song Wei.
But he didn’t show this outwardly and continued to smile, saying, "My third daughter is illegitimate, too modest and unfit for your presence, Prince Seventeen, so it would be better not to meet."
Mr. Song waved his hand, smiling and declining politely.
"Ha!" Jun Yu snorted coldly, looking up at Mr. Song. His face was expressionless, his eyes devoid of emotion, making it impossible to gauge his thoughts.
Yet somehow applying pressure.
Mr. Song was somewhat afraid to meet Jun Yu’s gaze, so he smiled and lowered his eyes, avoiding direct confrontation with Jun Yu. He was uneasy, continuously rubbing the jade ring on his thumb hidden in his long sleeve.
Jun Yu waited a while before retracting his gaze and said, "However, the third miss has been kind to me, and I’ve come specifically to repay her kindness today."
"..." Mr. Song never expected Song Wei to know such a distinguished figure like Jun Yu, let alone have done him a favor.
Awkwardly, he said, "Is that so!"
"May I ask Mr. Song if he would allow me to see the third miss?" Jun Yu continued.
Mr. Song said, "Of course, quickly, send someone to invite the third miss over."
Upon hearing this, Mr. Song signaled to Madam Song to personally bring people to invite her over, best to tidy up and present well.
Since learning that Prince Seventeen came for Song Wei, Madam Song had been holding in anger.
What right did that wretched girl have to receive the favor of someone like Prince Seventeen?
This should have belonged to her Wan Wan and Man Man.
Humph! She was quite unwilling to accept it, yearning to scold that wretched girl.
However, with guests present, she couldn’t show any emotions and could only respond with a smile.
"Yes, my husband, I’ll go invite Xiao Wei right away."
