The rebirth of the noble concubine Wushuang

Chapter 209
Xie Yunran's banquet was arranged two days later, and most of the people who came were the daughters of the aristocratic families in Beijing, but it was much more lively than the previous banquet invited by Song Xieyu.

When she came, she happened to see Li Ludong and his maid preparing to go fishing, and Li Qixi was also beside him, obviously she meant to ask the siblings to go out together.

She went up to ask, and sure enough, according to Xie Yunran's pettiness, she didn't even give any face. She only sent a maid to send invitations to Song Xieyu, and Li Ludong didn't even send someone to express her intentions.

Regarding this, Li Ludong was much more open-minded, scoffed at Xie Yunran's actions, played with the kite in his hand, and looked indifferent.

"It's really like someone is rare to go."

"It's good if she doesn't come to invite me. If she comes, I will hold back my temper and refuse her in a good way. Wouldn't it be aggrieved? I don't want to say a word to her."

Li Ludong's willfulness made Song Xieyu quite fond of it, why didn't she realize that this lady in the hall lived so transparently before?If other ladies from a great family were pushed out by Xie Yunran so lowly, they would have been so angry that their noses would turn red from crying. Even if they said they didn't care, they would still show some resentment from the corners of their eyes and brows.

Her eldest sister lived a simple life. She wished she didn't even touch the things she didn't like, just like Xie Yunran herself and the three miles around her were plagued by plague, and she hated it to death.

Song Xieyu and Li Ludong are not close, that is, their relationship has been repaired recently because of a common enemy, and it is rare to be able to talk about these two sentences.

When they were about to separate, Li Qixi lowered his head and said to her in a rare way: "Be careful with everything and come back early."

When Li Qixi and Li Ludong came out of the gate, Song Xieyu still didn't come back to her senses. Her hall brother was born indifferent and indifferent, and her face was always hard and hard, which made people feel uncomfortable.

This time, he would take the initiative to tell her...

"Miss, it's almost time. If you don't go, I'm afraid it will be too late." Yuxian reminded in a low voice, Song Xieyu regained consciousness, and then got into the carriage and went to Bianbai Mountain Villa.

As soon as Song Xieyu got off the carriage, she heard someone calling her from behind, her voice was magnetically rising, but she could hear some perverseness from it if she listened carefully.

"Sister Yu'er!"

Song Xieyu turned around, and sure enough, it was an "old acquaintance" whom he hadn't seen for a long time, His Royal Highness Xie Yang, Prince of Dayu.

Xie Yang's carriage had already arrived, but he didn't get out of the carriage, and ordered the groom to drive the carriage to an inconspicuous corner nearby, and waited until Song Xieyu's carriage, and then pretended to meet by chance.

"His Royal Highness, I didn't expect to meet you here, and my daughter is really flattered."

Song Xieyu's eyes were clear, and when he was looking forward, his eyebrows were like ink paintings, and his expression was like autumn water, shining brightly and catching people's eyes.

Even though Xie Yang looked down on Song Xieyu, such an idiot beauty, he still had to be fascinated by her beauty. When Song Xieyu was 14 years old, foreign envoys came to Beijing to present the most beautiful woman in their country to Emperor Jing'an .

The empress at that time was very displeased, foreign women were most good at seductive goblins, Emperor Jing'an had been so busy with official duties in recent years that his body was so depleted, if he was pestered by these women all day long, how could he stand it?
Not only the queen, Emperor Jing'an didn't really want these beauties from neighboring countries. After all, no matter how good-looking foreigners are, they are different from Dayu women's looks, and they are more rough and wild.

It's just that the envoy's posture of wanting to give the best gift to Emperor Jing'an really made him speechless to refuse.

At this time, Concubine Min quietly asked Song Xieyu to come over. This time when she entered the palace, Song Xieyu was being reprimanded by her father, and she lost her usual lively appearance. Wearing a red dress.

Who knew that Song Xieyu was actually called up by Concubine Min, because she was not in high spirits, she was dressed in a red dress that made her glamorous and seductive, with a plain waist and a tight grip, giving the so-called "No. [-] beauty" to her. Set off to the mud.

Song Xieyu's complexion is too full, and she can see her future beauty at a young age. Compared with Song Xieyu's beauties, the beauties he brought are nothing like that. Those envoys dare not boast, let alone say Dedicate these beauties to Emperor Jing'an.

Those envoys were also thoughtful, seeing that the way of giving gifts to Dayu was not feasible, they did not express the slightest resentment for Song Xieyu's behavior of almost smashing the market, but praised Song Xieyu's beauty and Dayu's country. The people are rich and the people are strong, the land is vast and the resources are abundant.

Emperor Jing'an, who was being flattered by this flattery, was in a good mood, and in front of all the ministers and envoys, he praised Princess Changle as Dayu's most beautiful pearl, and because of this, Song Xieyu's reputation spread far and wide for a while. .

Xie Yang came back to his senses, looked at Song Xieyu's face, and greeted him with a bit of sincerity: "Sister Yu'er, I heard that you have repeated wind and cold, and I am really worried. This time, I was invited by Prince An. I specially brought you an old doctor from the Prince's residence, and I will definitely let you, sister Yu'er, recover from your illness, so that you will not be tortured by the wind and cold again."

Song Xieyu was so disgusted that she still had to put on an expression of gratitude: "His Royal Highness, please worry about it. My daughter's cold has almost recovered. I believe she will be able to return to Beijing someday."

What Xie Yang wanted was Song Xieyu's words. If she stayed in Zhuangzi all the time, how would he carry out his grand plans, and how would he break through from Song Xieyu and get the support of the Huaiyin Palace?

"Changle."

Just when Song Xieyu and Xie Yang were standing impatiently at the door, Xie Chu's voice behind her saved her from the fire.

This Xie Yang didn't know what was wrong, he stopped her at the door to talk, and kept talking. In order to overwhelm Song Xieyu this time, Xie Yunran deliberately invited many people to the banquet. I invited it again, so that the gate was very busy with people coming and going.

Song Xieyu is Dayu's most famous princess, and Xie Yang is also His Highness the Crown Prince. When these two get together, even if they don't say a word, they can attract everyone's attention, not to mention that Xie Yang, who has always been aloof, will take the initiative Talking to Song Xieyu, the manner is intimate, the eyes are gentle and doting.

Everyone had different thoughts, but within a short while, a large number of people had gathered at the gate to watch the excitement. Maybe Xie Yang wanted this kind of result, so he was naturally calm, but Song Xieyu didn't want to be watched like a monkey , or with Xie Yang, it made her feel like sitting on pins and needles.

"His Royal Highness King Yong." Song Xieyu suppressed the excitement in his heart, turned around and greeted Xie Chu, and then looked at Xie Yang helplessly: "His Royal Highness, it must be my father's explanation for King Yong to find his daughter."

Xie Yang was annoyed in his heart, he squatted here for half an hour, finally intercepted someone, before she could say three words, she was about to leave...

"Uncle Wang's side is more important. Sister Yu'er, come over quickly, anyway," he paused, his eyes were affectionate, and he seemed to keep every word in his mouth before uttering it: "We will have a bright future."

(End of this chapter)