The rebirth of the noble concubine Wushuang

Chapter 169
"People who care don't like to be number two, even if they are number two in the world. Those who don't care naturally don't ask themselves whether they are number one in the world."

Song Xieyu looked at the red rabbit teeth on her rice paper, and put down the pen disgruntled. In her previous life, she was obsessed with the position of queen, and she always compared herself with others, and refused to show weakness. What did she get in the end?
Xie Yang's harem held two batches of talent shows in three years. The newcomers cried when the old ones entered. She could only comfort herself. He was the emperor, he had his own helplessness, and he still had her in his heart.

There are more and more women in the palace, and her sense of security is becoming less and less. She cares more and more about her appearance and age day by day, and her bottom line is getting further and further back. All she thinks about is what Xie Yang likes. Xie Yang hates something.

After reliving her life, she saw through it, she didn't care about the later position, and she didn't care about Xie Yang. The situation between the two of them was reversed. Xie Yang showed her every kind of courtesy, and she stopped being ambiguous with other ladies from other families. What she wanted in her previous life was single-minded. I got it without breaking a sweat.

What a sarcasm...

"Beautiful sister, my father said that greed is not enough to swallow elephants, the second is already very good, but being obsessed with the first will ruin your character."

The little bun shook his head, Song Xieyu rubbed the top of his hair helplessly, and nodded earnestly: "Well, my sister knows it, and she has suffered too much. The prosperity must decline, and I won't be trapped in it again."

Du Jin took down the picture he had drawn and held it in front of Song Xieyu: "Beautiful sister, this is for you."

Suddenly receiving a gift from Xiaobaozi, Song Xieyu was stunned, and blinked with a pair of clear eyes: "Give it to me?"

Du Jin rarely looked a little more lonely, and his body was a small ball: "Every time I miss my mother, I draw a picture for my mother. My father said that when I draw 49 pictures, my mother will come back to look at Baozi. "

Song Xieyu didn't expect that there was such a reason, her slender fingertips tightened unconsciously, and her voice became much softer: "Such an important painting, Xiao Baozi should keep it for himself."

Du Jin waved his little meaty hand openly: "Beautiful sister is unhappy, so I will give this painting to beautiful sister. Every time my father is angry, as long as he sees my mother, no matter how angry he is, the nanny told I, say that the world loves beautiful things, beautiful jade, delicious food and beautiful scenery all have this effect, and the effect of beauty is even stronger, so no one can hold my mother's face when they see it."

"Baozi wants to give this painting to the beautiful sister, so that the beautiful sister will not be unhappy."

Yushu and Yuxian looked at each other, and their eyes towards Du Jin softened a bit.

My princess has been in a bad mood recently. Although her daily life is no different from usual, the two of them are the princess's personal maids. Others may not be aware of it, but they are clear in their hearts, and the princess has something hidden in her heart.

Song Xieyu put away the paintings, and most of the gloom that had been lingering on her heart for the past few days dissipated, her eyes became a pair of crescent moons with a smile: "Okay, my sister will definitely keep the paintings sent by Baozi properly."

The kindness of children is the best medicine for heart disease.

Yushu brought water for Song Xieyu and Du Jin to wash their hands, Song Xieyu thought of Xie Chu, turned his head and asked Yuxian: "Did King Yong send a message to the mansion?"

Yuxian shook her head: "His Royal Highness King Yong didn't send anyone over, but His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, who sent something to the lady a few days ago, was stopped by the princess. At this time, he should still be in the princess's warehouse."

I didn't expect that there was such a thing. It must be because my mother saw that she was ill and didn't want her to think too much, so she didn't tell her.

"What did you give?" When Xie Yang was mentioned, Song Xieyu subconsciously frowned, her small face full of disgust.

"It seems to be a piece of white fox fur. I heard that the color is extremely pure. Although it is not the most noble item, it is still rare."

Yuxian has a good relationship with the maid on her mother's side, and she knows a lot about these things, and she speaks very clearly.

Song Xieyu somewhat understood the trick, and couldn't help but cover her mouth with a handkerchief and chuckle.

Yushu and Yuxian were all confused, not knowing where Song Xieyu's reaction came from, Yuxian blushed, and pulled the handkerchief in her hand awkwardly: "What's wrong with being a slave?"

Song Xieyu shook his head, and found an excuse to perfunctory the past: "I just remembered an old incident and laughed."

She laughed because her mother was like a bird frightened by a bow and a snake. His Royal Highness, but a piece of white fox fur can make her mother feel like an enemy. She is afraid that she will be deceived by His Royal Highness. The defense against Xie Yang is as strong as a city gate.

She is the jewel in the palm of Huaiyin Palace, what good things haven't I seen since I was a child?Xie Yang can play tricks, white fox fur may be considered rare among girls from ordinary aristocratic families, but it is definitely not uncommon with her. After all, there are more than ten pieces of white tiger skins in her warehouse, all of which are completely stripped. Came down without any damage.

However, white foxes are generally seen in the coldest months of winter, and the chances of seeing them are higher only when there is heavy snowfall. Now that it is in the heat of summer, it is indeed a bit novel to be able to hunt white foxes.

"Forget it, since mother doesn't want me to know, then I'll just pretend I don't know, be an idle person, and eat and drink with Xiao Baozi."

Song Xieyu really acted as an idle shopkeeper, watching Du Jin playing chess with himself there, there were traces of black and white moves on the chessboard, and he could faintly see the mystery, and couldn't help but feel more about his identity Kind of curious.

However, Xie Chu is a saw-mouthed gourd. He sent people to her without leaving a single word. He is a model of cherishing words like gold!
She wondered if he was teasing her on purpose, just to see her curious face scratching her head.

"Third Brother, if there is a letter back, send someone to pass it on as soon as possible."

Du Jin, who was having a great time playing with himself, suddenly raised his head and looked at Song Xieyu, with a bit of cleverness on his immature round face: "Does the beautiful sister miss that uncle with facial paralysis?"

Song Xieyu was indeed looking forward to Xie Chu's return, but it felt weird when Xiao Baozi said that...

Yu Shu also felt that this was simply nonsense, but Du Jin was young, and he was not too nervous because he was only a child who couldn't express clearly: "Young master, you should be careful about what you say."

My princess and His Royal Highness King Yong?how is this possible?It's raining red in the sky, neither of these two may be able to succeed...

The confusion on Du Jin's face was visible to the naked eye, but fortunately he was not too entangled, and quickly turned his attention elsewhere.

Song Xieyu was also bored, so he just played chess with Du Jin, and the big and small were at ease.

"Sister Yushu, the princess asked the princess to go."

In order not to disturb the princess's interest, only Yuxian was left in the room to wait on her. Yushu came out to arrange the dishes in the small kitchen, and just after the arrangements were made, she saw the second-class maid in the princess' courtyard coming to pass the message.

(End of this chapter)