The rebirth of the noble concubine Wushuang

Chapter 147

The little maid obediently took off her coat.

"Shoes too." Song Jing'an took Wai Yi into her hands, looked at her shoes, and ordered again.

Helpless, the little girl had no choice but to give up the shoes again. Although the weather was hot, the little girl stood there shivering, feeling ashamed in her heart.

Song Jing'an looked at the whole maid's attire, nodded in satisfaction, quickly changed into her clothes, and threw the original clothes in front of the little maid like throwing trash.

"Put it on, this girl rewards you, I'm going to go out for two hours, you just wear this shirt and stay in the house obediently, if someone finds out, I will definitely make you regret coming to this world."

The little maid finally understood Song Jing'an's intentions, she had no choice but to nod, and picked up the clothes on the ground and held them in her hands.

"Help me comb my hair quickly, don't dawdle, I've never even seen a good dress, what a shallow-sighted." Song Jing'an frowned as she looked at the maid who stood staring at her clothes.

Soon, Song Jing'an finished tidying up, looking in the mirror at the same dress as the maid, she was very satisfied.

The little girl who changed her clothes behind came out slowly. If she just looked at the side face, she really looked a bit like herself, but her whole body shrank into a ball, and there was half of her beauty there.

Thinking of this, Song Jing'an felt a lot more at ease, a maid is a maid, even if she wears young lady's clothes, she can't get rid of the poor look of a maid.

Relying on this attire, Song Jing'an left the mansion very quickly. Yu Xian, who was preparing breakfast for Song Xieyu, happened to see Song Jing'an's back when she was walking back, and felt that this maid seemed a little unusual, but Because he was in a hurry to leave, he didn't think much about it, and quickly put the matter behind him.

After some tossing and turning, Song Jing'an regretted it a little. She used to come here in a soft sedan chair, but today she walked on her feet abruptly. When she arrived not far from the city gate, she was already tired and out of breath. When I saw Xie Chu, the dissatisfaction in my heart was swept away.

After galloping for half an hour, Xie Chu saw the gate of the city. What surprised him was that Emperor Jing'an was also at the gate of the city.

Seeing the familiar black clothes from a distance, Emperor Jing'an's tense cheeks finally relaxed a little, and he hurriedly took two steps forward to meet the rushing Xie Chu.

"Your brother sees the emperor." Xie Chu quickly got off his horse and saluted.

"No courtesy, no courtesy, just come back." Emperor Jing'an stretched out his hand to help Xie Chu up, looked him up and down, his eyes were full of concern.

"It's all under the protection of the emperor's blessing that my younger brother can return safely."

"Go back to the palace, I will ask the imperial physician to take a good look at you, don't leave any hidden illness behind." After speaking, Emperor Jing'an asked the eunuch beside him to take Xie Chu into the soft sedan chair that had been prepared.

"My brother, thank the emperor for his concern." Xie Chu didn't refuse, and sat up directly.

"Let's drive back to the palace—" the old eunuch's high-pitched voice sounded, and the officials standing on both sides finally breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly followed.

"I'm coming."

I don't know who yelled, and the people at the gate of the city boiled instantly, stretching their necks and looking at the door.

Soon, a luxurious sedan chair appeared slowly. Xie Chu was wearing a black robe and sitting on the sedan chair with his hair in perfect order.Surrounded by heavily armed guards.

Song Jing'an also poked her head and tiptoes to look hard at the sedan chair, wanting to take a closer look at Xie Chu's face, but there was a tall and strong man standing in front of her, no matter how Song Jingan moved, she could only look at Xie Chu The robe and the sedan chair are worn, but the face is completely invisible.

"Second girl?" A female voice rang out behind her, but Song Jing'an ignored it.

"The second girl of the Huaiyin Palace?" Jian Song Jing'an's voice rang out again.

Song Jing'an, who was disturbed, was very dissatisfied, and turned to look at the speaker.

It turned out to be Shen Zhaozhao.

"Sister Shen, why are you here?" After finishing speaking, Song Jing'an remembered that she was dressed like a maid today, and hurried to leave.

Shen Zhaozhao saw the familiar figure here from a long distance, and after looking at it for a long time, he realized that it seemed to be Song Jing'an. He wanted to come up to test it out, but he didn't expect it to be.

"My sister, why is she dressed like this today? It really makes my sister so novel." Shen Zhaozhao deliberately blocked Song Jingan's way, looking at this outfit with interest.

"It's not to test whether the clothes are easy to move. If there are any problems, I can ask the servants to change them, so that they can save them from complaining that the clothes don't fit and they can't do things quickly." Song Jing'an rolled her eyes, Think of an excuse to prevaricate.

"It's the first time I've heard of my sister's thoughts. It's just that my sister has done all the work of the clothes slave in the mansion. What does she ask the clothes slave to do? Could it be possible to sit in the main room and become a girl?" ?”

After finishing speaking, Shen Zhaozhao covered his mouth and laughed lightly.

Song Jing'an couldn't hear the irony in Shen Zhaozhao's words, she turned pale and was about to leave, but Shen Zhaozhao pulled her back.

"I know you're here to see His Royal Highness Yong, but look at you, if you want to go out, you secretly change into this servant girl's clothes, even if you were born in the Huaiyin Palace, so what, you are not a nameless person What's the use of hiding here and watching secretly with your status, I'm afraid King Yong won't even look at you in this generation."

Shen Zhaozhao, who was originally gentle, now had eyes full of sternness, and every word of his words pierced Song Jing'an's heart.

"Sister Shen is serious, how could my younger sister have such thoughts." Song Jingan defended herself with her mouth open, her voice was low and without confidence, she didn't even believe it when she said it.

"I don't care too much about you if you don't think about it, but although you are hopeless as the Zhengfei of Prince Yong, you can be a side concubine or aunt."

After hearing this sentence, Song Jingan's eyes widened immediately.

"Sister, what does this mean? My sister doesn't understand."

"Go back and think about it carefully. If you understand it, send someone to Shen's residence to tell me." Shen Zhaozhao turned and left after he finished speaking. He opened his mouth with a smile.

"This dress fits my sister very well."

Then he left without looking back.

Looking at the back of Shen Zhaozhao leaving, Song Jingan nearly gritted her silver teeth, clasped her hands tightly in her sleeves, her small green hands were already turning white, she turned her head to look behind her, Xie Chu's sedan chair had gone far away, and he could not even see its shadow, so he stomped his feet and hurried to Huaiyin Palace.

Just as Yuxian was about to go out to do errands, when she walked to the door, she was covered by a servant girl, who turned around and ran away without raising her head. Yuxian looked at the running figure in pain, and suddenly remembered something.

(End of this chapter)