The Whole Dynasty Spoils the Tyrant's Beloved Youngest Daughter-Chapter 498 - 495: Long Hair Tied to His Heart: Yu Wei Side Story (21)
Jun Yu finished speaking and drank a cup of wine.
Everyone was shocked by his statement about marrying Xiao Wei as his wife. Many people present still thought the seventeenth Prince wanted to marry Song Wei, but only as a concubine. Unexpectedly...
Everyone felt that, as a Prince, Jun Yu having feelings for a woman was not a problem, and wanting to marry her was also fine.
However, there is a difference between marrying as the main wife and taking as a concubine.
Jun Yu’s words just now obviously indicated that he wanted to marry Song Wei as his main wife.
This... is problematic!
With his noble status and promising future, he actually wants to degrade himself by marrying a merchant’s daughter as his wife? Isn’t he afraid of being ridiculed?
This is truly unbelievable.
After calming down, many thought that Jun Yu was temporarily bewildered by Song Wei, and these words would pass with laughter, without delving deeper.
Such matters shouldn’t be investigated too deeply, lest they anger a noble, which would be troublesome.
In any case, as long as Jun Yu marries Song Wei, that’s it.
Jun Yu noticed everyone’s hesitation but did not explain or say much. His words today would surely be proven in the future.
Rather than exhausting himself with explanations, it’s better to use actual actions to silence them.
...
"Alright, now that we’ve done the toast, shall we start the meal?" Mr. Song said, "Ah Yu, would you like to start?"
Jun Yu nodded, picked up his chopsticks, selected a piece of fish, carefully removed the bones, and placed it into Song Wei’s bowl.
Song Wei smiled and ate it.
Song Manman, sitting at the same table, watched with envy and jealousy, but she was good at hiding her emotions, eating her food with a blank expression, showing no emotions at all.
Mr. Song looked around at everyone at the table and asked knowingly, "Madam, where is Wan Wan? Why hasn’t she come to the banquet?"
Madam Song smiled, "Wan Wan just told me she’s not feeling well, so I let her go back to rest."
Mr. Song said, "I see."
Someone expressed concern, "Why is the young lady suddenly unwell? She seemed fine just now."
Madam Song waved her hand, "She’s fine, just caught a cold in the morning and has a headache. A bit of medicine and sweating it out under the covers should do."
"Then the young lady indeed needs some good rest."
"Let’s focus on our meal and not worry about her."
Mr. Song ate a bit, but Madam Song elbowed him a few times, signaling for him to stop eating and focus on the main task. Whether their daughter could marry Jun Yu depended on how much effort they, as parents, would put in next.
Mr. Song gave Madam Song a reassuring look, then encouraged those at the table, "Everyone, shall we toast Ah Yu?"
"Alright, everyone toast the seventeenth Prince."
"I’ll join."
"Count me in, too."
...
Encouraged by Mr. Song, everyone at the table stood up to toast Jun Yu, and even people from the neighboring table joined in.
Some came purely to curry favor with Jun Yu, while others, seeing that everyone else was doing it, didn’t want to seem out of place, so they joined in the toast.
Some did it purely because others were doing it; they just followed along.
Everyone held their drinks with great enthusiasm.
Jun Yu was surrounded in the middle, unable to leave or avoid it, feeling stuck.
Song Wei remembered how Jun Yu had once gotten sick from drinking, and knowing his current issue with alcohol, she wanted to divert these people for him.
But at that moment, a drunken voice suddenly appeared.
"Seventeenth Prince, everyone knows you want to marry our Xiao Wei, but do you really mean to marry her or are you just saying it? Nobody knows."
"You have to show some sincerity for everyone to see clearly."
"Why don’t we do this, if you drink all the wine everyone toasts to you, then it’s considered sincere?"
"Come on, drink?"
The wine at today’s banquet was high-proof. Some eager drinkers were already drunk after a few glasses. Fueled by alcohol, they said things they wouldn’t dare say sober, and even gulped down a large bowl of wine themselves.
A lady beside him tugged at his ear, saying, "What nonsense are you spouting? Aren’t you afraid of offending people?"
Then she turned to Jun Yu, apologizing with a smile, "Seventeenth Prince, I apologize. My husband drank and spouted nonsense. Please be magnanimous and don’t take offense."
Supportive voices emerged, "Auntie, there’s nothing wrong with what uncle just said! If the seventeenth Prince truly wants to marry Xiao Wei, not just a show of false emotions, he should show some sincerity to let us see?"
"Without sincerity, no one will believe it. After all, everyone has a mouth and can say whatever they want."
"Xiao Wei, be careful not to be deceived."
Tsk tsk, these words were somewhat offensive and slightly heavy.
But the ones who said these words were Song Wei’s close friends and family, and they were speaking the truth.
So Jun Yu did not become angry.
He said, "Uncles, there is some truth in your words. Indeed, I should show some sincerity to prove my genuine intention to marry Xiao Wei."
Jun Yu took a large bowl and filled it with wine, saying, "Let’s do it this way, I shall drink all the wine everyone toasts to me."
Since today’s banquet was held, and Jun Yu was the center of attention, there was no way he could escape this drink, either in sentiment or in principle.
He could only drink.
He downed a large bowl.
He hadn’t drunk in a long time, and the strong liquor burned as it went down his throat, causing his voice to feel uncomfortable.
Jun Yu coughed a couple of times.
Seeing this, Song Wei felt worried, "Ah Yu, if you can’t take it, don’t force yourself."
Mr. Song laughed, "How can a man say no? Xiao Wei, don’t say anything more. Today is a good day, let Ah Yu drink freely, right? It’ll also put your uncles, aunts, and everyone else at ease."
Song Wei: "......."
Madam Song’s eyes gleamed with a plan reaching fruition, a smile suggesting imminent success, "Yes, Xiao Wei, this is a matter for men, we women shouldn’t interfere. Let them drink; it had to happen sooner or later."
Song Wei was pulled aside by Madam Song.
Now no one was stopping or feeling sorry for Jun Yu anymore.
Many offered him drinks, and he accepted them all with a smile, drinking each one in a single gulp.
One bowl after another, and soon, Jun Yu’s face turned red, the alcohol getting to his head.
Song Wei, watching and feeling distressed, was helpless. She couldn’t assist or stop it. Watching for a while, she shook her head and hurried to the kitchen to urge the maid to prepare a sobering soup.
Seeing Song Wei leave, Madam Song knew the opportunity had arrived.
She also approached with a bowl of wine to offer to Jun Yu. However, just as she reached him, she lost her footing, and the bowl of wine spilled all over Jun Yu.
The front of Jun Yu’s clothes was soaked through.
Seeing this, Madam Song quickly said, "My apologies, seventeenth Prince. I just lost my balance and soiled your clothes. How about this, let the maid take you to change your clothes? You can also take a break from all these toasts. Everyone seems to be coming up to offer a toast; they’ve gone mad."
