Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 1391
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After Yang Ruoqing was startled, she smiled wryly.

God are you kidding me?
Why does this Princess Xuewu have Zhou Xia's face?

Is it a coincidence?
Or did Zhou Xia not die after rolling off the cliff?
For a moment, countless guesses flashed through Yang Ruoqing's mind.

"The old concubine is already seated, Miss Yang, Miss Xiao, please take your seats too!"

Qi Xingyun's greeting voice brought Yang Ruoqing back to her senses.

Yang Ruoqing nodded, and together with Xiao Yaxue came to the appointed place and sat down.

In the gazebo, Princess Xuewu had already helped the old concubine to sit down.

She stretched out her Qianqian hand again, busy pouring the fruit wine in front of the old concubine.

That docile and humble appearance is really lovely!
A pair of unbiased look.

Facing such a face that was copied and pasted like Zhou Xia's, Yang Ruoqing suddenly lost her appetite.

"Qing'er, why don't you eat? Look, everyone around is using their chopsticks!"

Xiao Yaxue touched Yang Ruoqing's arm and said in a low voice.

Yang Ruoqing came back to her senses, raised the chopsticks in front of her, and took a few symbolic bites.

As she ate, she felt a bunch of scrutinizing eyes on herself.

Hurry up and look around.

Seeing that Princess Xuewu just picked up a piece of diced chicken and put it on the plate in front of the old concubine of Prince Xiang's mansion, she smiled sweetly.

He didn't squint, and didn't glance at himself at all.

strangeness.

Yang Ruoqing looked away, and continued to eat.

After a while, the feeling of being scrutinized just now came again.

Yang Ruoqing grabbed hold of a fierce child and looked along the past again.

Princess Xuewu was peeling a fruit for the old concubine, concentrating on it.

Yang Ruoqing was surprised.

Nima's hell.

She believed in her feelings, it must be Princess Xuewu who was looking at her.

But they hid so fast.

Yang Ruoqing was even more certain that the princess Xuewu was Zhou Xia.

Otherwise, why does she always look this way?

Damn green tea bitch, scheming bitch.

During a banquet, many people ate absent-mindedly.

Why do you say that?

Princess Xuewu in the gazebo looked at Yang Ruoqing from time to time.

Yang Ruoqing was counter-reconnaissance.

The other ladies on the side are flirting with each other.

Ladies, they are busy with Qi Xingyun's discharge.

A garden full of women, only Qi Xingyun is a man, there are more wolves and less meat.

What's more, this piece of meat is high-quality meat, and the ladies all want to take a bite.

In the end, only Xiao Yaxue ate her fill.

As soon as the banquet was over, the old princess was tired.

Princess Xuewu came to Qi Xingyun's side, "Grandmother sent Xuewu to tell Brother Huang that she was tired after lunch and wanted to go back to take a nap, so she came to say goodbye."

At this time, Qi Xingyun just came to Yang Ruoqing's side again.

He thought about it, and still wanted to send another invitation to Luo Fengtang through Yang Ruoqing.

But before she could open her mouth, she was interrupted by Princess Xuewu.

"Okay, then I'll see off the old concubine." Qi Xingyun said, he had no choice but to turn around because of affection.

Xue Wu's eyes flicked past Yang Ruoqing's body without stopping.

When she turned around to chase Qi Xingyun, the corners of her lips curled up in a contemptuous arc.

……

Seizing an opportunity, Yang Ruoqing also hurriedly bid farewell to Qi Xingyun and left Prince Yun's Mansion.

On the carriage going back, Luo Fengtang was driving the carriage in front, and Yang Ruoqing and Xiao Yaxue were sitting in the carriage.

Xiao Yaxue hiccupped and told Yang Ruoqing all the time that the dishes in Prince Yun's Mansion were delicious and exquisite.

"You grew up in Daliao with rich clothes and fine food. It's not like you haven't participated in this kind of banquet. How did you eat a few dishes and talk about it until now?"

Yang Ruoqing couldn't help complaining.

Xiao Yaxue grinned: "I've been in Changping Village for several months. The guards cook and cook. I'm already tired of it."

"This time, I'm hungry." She rubbed her stomach and said.

Yang Ruoqing shook her head, hey, why are all the women I'm close to foodies?
Xiao Yu is, Bamei is, and Xiao Yaxue is too!
"By the way, Qing'er, do you recognize Princess Xuewu?" Xiao Yaxue asked suddenly.

Yang Ruoqing shook her head.

"Why did you ask her?" she asked.

Xiao Yaxue said: "Just asking casually, I see that there are so many noble ladies at the banquet today, all competing for beauty, like flowers and butterflies."

"As far as she has the highest status, she is even more low-key."

"But having said that, as a woman, Princess Xuewu really knows how to dress up."

"That white dress looks like a pure white lotus."

Hearing so much about Xiao Yaxue, Yang Ruoqing sneered.

"Do you think a woman of this status is really as innocent as a white lotus?" she asked.

Xiao Yaxue said: "It's difficult, maybe it's a scheming bitch."

"Hey, but it's hard to say. I used to be a good guy who didn't fight or snatch, and those concubines in Risong called me a scheming whore!"

Xiao Yaxue said angrily.

Yang Ruoqing glanced at Xiao Yaxue's obviously rounded abdomen, and smiled.

"If you continue to eat like this, they won't call you a scheming whore," she said.

"Oh? Then what are they calling me?" Xiao Yaxue asked.

Yang Ruoqing: "Heart, machine, fat."

Xiao Yaxue: "..."

……

"What? You mean, my cousin Zhou Xia probably didn't die? Instead, she became Princess Xuewu?"

In the guest room, Luo Fengtang, who had never changed his face when the Mount Tai collapsed, was shocked by the news brought back by Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Ruoqing sat on the stool, twisting the washed strawberries with her fingers and stuffing them into her mouth.

He nodded, responding to his surprise.

Luo Fengtang came over, and then asked: "There are many people who look similar in the world, Qing'er, are you mistaken?"

Yang Ruoqing curled her lips and pointed to her eyes.

"My eyes have never misread half a person." She said.

"For a person, even if her dress changes and her status changes, the feeling that is inherent in her bones is hard to change."

she continued.

"I believe in my feelings, Princess Xuewu, there is a [-]% chance that it is your cousin," she said.

Luo Fengtang frowned, stepped aside and sat down.

"Counting it now, it has been a year and a half since my cousin rolled down the cliff."

"If it's her, why hasn't she contacted my aunt for a year and a half?"

Luo Fengtang murmured.

"I have a guilty conscience and dare not tell my aunt the cause of my cousin's death."

"Although she was to blame for herself, she wanted to murder Qing'er first, but she slipped and fell off the cliff."

"But if you tell me, my aunt and the others won't understand, and instead they will blame us."

"That's why I didn't say a word."

"Over the past year and a half, I've heard my uncle talk about the situation with my aunt,"

"My aunt sheds tears all day long, and my uncle is often sick,"

"Since my cousin is still alive, why didn't she contact her parents? She is the princess..."

Luo Fengtang couldn't figure it out.

(End of this chapter)