The rebirth of the noble concubine Wushuang

Chapter 192 Not a Beloved
Bao Ying was overjoyed, knowing that he had made the right bet, and stopped procrastinating. After Song Xieyu asked him to get up, he backed down. Properly expressing loyalty can indeed get close to his goal, but if he blindly expresses loyalty, he will Appears false.

It was rare for Li Ludong to show kindness. He reminded Song Xieyu not to make trouble for him, but it turned out that Song Xieyu was fine. The more he didn't want Song Xieyu to do something, the more she wanted to do it!
Seeing Li Ludong leave the table angrily, Song Xieyu shook her head, her eldest sister is really too young, she only sees slaves who show ambition to cause trouble, who knows about Song Xieyu's current status and In terms of her popularity, Bao Ying's troubles were not troublesome to her.

And those who are indifferent, who play the emotional card, and who can't see any ambition at all, are the biggest troubles, such as Xie Yang.

A dog that can bark doesn't bite, and a dog that bites doesn't bark. Compared to the ambitious Bao Ying, she hates Xie Yang who is always arrogant and arrogant!

Song Xieyu recalled what Xie Yang owed him one by one, drank all the water and wine in his hand, turned around and wanted to pour himself another glass, but his eyes met Li Qixi's.

She was stunned for a moment, the emotion in her eyes was still gone, and when she reacted and turned her gaze away, she no longer knew how much Li Qixi had watched the changes in her eyes.

"Brother Hall is in a good mood today, Yu'er thought that Brother Hall should leave the table with Sister Da."

What she said was really blunt, but because in the past, as long as Li Ludong left the banquet with his sleeves to show her face, Li Qixi would leave the banquet within half a quarter of an hour.

For this reason, words that would seem sarcastic and impolite when put on other women, but when Song Xieyu said them, it was more like a straightforward questioning, which made Li Qixi unable to get angry.

But this kind of Song Xieyu did coincide with the unruly and domineering Song Changle in Li Qixi's heart.

Sure enough, everything before was an illusion. A person may change, but how could he change so thoroughly?
"Zile wants to thank Cousin Yu'er."

Song Xieyu raised her eyebrows when she heard this, because of this action, her expression was a little more lively, and it was a bit more spiritual.

"Where did thanks come from?"

Li Qixi raised his wine glass, and Song Xieyu's incomprehensible emotion appeared on his clear and elegant face: "If Cousin Yu'er hadn't helped Lu Dong clean up the mess, I'm afraid Lu Dong would have committed suicide by now."

Song Xieyu had already guessed what Li Qixi was going to say, and there was a high probability that this was the matter, without any fluctuations on his face: "Brother Datang is serious, the Song family and the Li family are in the same breath, and they are in the same boat, and whoever is unlucky can't escape the other party."

Li Qixi nodded, thought of Song Xieyan's words again, hesitated for a while, but couldn't help but said, "What do sister Yu'er think of His Highness the Crown Prince?"

Song Xieyu looked at him strangely, and then threw out a sentence: "It's not good."

Li Qixi was dumbfounded by her childish and straightforward words, but the chaotic thoughts in her heart were reduced a lot.

The smile on his face subsided a bit, and Li Qixi said seriously: "Since sister Yu'er knows all about it, then Zi Le won't say more, I just want to deliver something to my sister."

"Xie Yang is definitely not a good match."

After Li Qixi said this, he got up and left the table. He didn't know why he said this to Song Xieyu.

Song Xieyu's reputation is not good, and now she is almost twenty-eight years old, the palace looks down on those with low status, and those with high status are concerned about her reputation, so she is not engaged yet.

What grandma meant was that she wanted him to marry her. Only by letting Song Xieyu marry into the Li family could grandma guarantee that she would not be bullied by her husband's family.

But he didn't want to. Since he was a child, his grandmother told him to take good care of Song Xieyu, so even though he didn't like this third cousin, he still had to endure her as a mogul following him every day, no matter what troubles she caused. , In the end, he, the big brother, had to carry it down.

At the beginning, he would argue a few words, it was obviously not his fault, why did grandma punish him?
His mother would only hold him and cry, his grandmother was strong, no matter how distressed his mother was, there was nothing he could do about it. Over time, he understood that if he wanted to get away with punishment, he had to keep Song Xieyu from getting into trouble, and if he wanted to keep Song Xieyu from getting into trouble, he had to Gotta make her listen to him.

The days when Song Xieyu came to Li's house would not exceed half a month in a year. He let her do it, and he could bear it for half a month. It became a good relationship between Qin and Jin.

He has no problem bearing it for half a month, but why should he bear it for a lifetime?

But the grandmother is in charge, and even the parents can't change it. If he doesn't want to marry Song Xieyu, wouldn't it kill two birds with one stone to let the prince marry?
How could he be so talkative and remind her that Xie Yang's mind is not pure?
Song Xieyu was also a little surprised when Li Qixi reminded herself that Xie Yang was not a good match. In his impression, although her cousin treated her well and was considerate, he had a cold temper and rarely meddled in other people's private affairs.

If you can't figure it out, don't think about it anymore. Song Xieyu is sitting alone in the Huxin Pavilion. The leftovers on the table have been removed. Yuxian cooked tea for her. The river wind brought a stream of water vapor, which was really refreshing. very.

"Yuxian, go and tell Yang Jin that his master has returned to Beijing, and ask him if he wants to stay in Zhuangzi to recuperate or return to Beijing."

After receiving Song Xieyu's order, Yuxian hurried down to find Yang Jin.

The news that Xie Chu returned to Beijing safe and sound was also mentioned by his mother in the letter, which can be regarded as rare good news in recent days.

Yu Xian came back very quickly, and brought Yang Jin along: "Princess, the slaves can't stop you, guard Yang must come here."

Song Xieyu probably guessed what Yang Jin was thinking, and sighed: "Has it been decided?"

Yang Jin knelt down and said firmly, "This subordinate has already made a decision."

Song Xieyu glanced at him: "Since you made this decision yourself, I hope Guard Yang will not regret it in the future."

"Nurse Song, ask the people below to prepare a good horse and bring some dry food to Guard Yang."

Yuxian watched anxiously, guard Yang's injury was enough to get out of bed, how could he still make it?
Yang Jin bowed deeply to Song Xieyu: "Princess, Yang Jin will definitely repay your life-saving grace in the future!"

After speaking, she limped along with Nanny Song.

Yushu looked at Yang Jin's back from the side, and couldn't help but said: "This guard Yang is too brainy, what if he encounters an assassin on the road again? With his current body, can he return to the capital? Not necessarily, besides, where is the Prince Yong’s mansion missing him? Let him rush back even if he can’t wait for a few days.”

Yushu spoke bluntly, and Song Xieyu shook his head: "Yang Jin is different from us. In his heart, King Yong's safety is far more important than his own life."

(End of this chapter)