The rebirth of the noble concubine Wushuang

Chapter 219 Conditions
Su Mu came to Huaiyin Palace in a carriage, and before she asked the maid to go up and knock on the door, she saw a maid coming towards her.

"Miss Su, our Princess is here to invite you."

Princess?There is only one princess in the Huaiyin Palace, and that is Song Xieyu. Su Muyao has a very bad impression of Song Xieyu, and now that he is in a hurry, he is not very polite when he says: "I have no friendship with your princess, and I don't want to talk to you. When you princess met, you refused for me."

The smile on Yuxian's face couldn't be maintained for a moment. This Miss Su and their princess are famous twin sisters in the capital, but their princess looks gorgeous and glamorous, but this Miss Su has a beautiful face. The unparalleled posture is also more popular and sought after by men.

Thinking of the task that Song Xieyu gave her, Yuxian closed her eyes, endured the negative emotions in her heart, and smiled again: "Miss Su, our princess has explained it, and asked the servant to tell the princess a word. If you want to save Staff Zhang, you will probably return in vain in finding the concubine, why don't you come and catch up with our princess, maybe there may be unexpected joy."

Su Muyao was disdainful in her heart, how could Song Xieyu, an idiot, be able to help?I'm afraid it will only add to the chaos!
"No, Zhang's aide is from your Huaiyin palace, how can the prince and concubine just sit back and watch?"

Yuxian thought of what the princess told her when she came out, and seeing that what Miss Song said was very close to what the princess had guessed, she couldn't help admiring and laughing, and her demeanor became a little calmer.

"Miss Song has underestimated the Huaiyin Palace too much. Is there really no one to report to the prince and concubine that something happened to Zhang's staff?"

Yuxian's words were like a big hammer, and Su Muyao was knocked out of his wits. Her complexion was pale, which made her even more icy and pitiful.

Seeing that Su Muyao didn't speak, with a lost look, Yuxian's mouth curled up, and without further words, she saluted her before turning around and planning to go back to the palace.

The princess told her that after finishing these words, don't say anything else, and go back to the mansion directly. If Su Muyao calls for someone, she will bring them in. If Su Muyao is stubborn, then don't worry about it.

"and many more."

Yuxian stopped her right foot that was about to cross the threshold, turned around respectfully, and made a gesture of invitation to Su Muyao.

Su Muyao followed Yu Xian to turn left and right, and then turned to a courtyard.

"Miss Su, our Princess is waiting for you inside, please."

Su Muyao glanced at the yard again, a large piece of black bamboo was planted on the side, and some flowers and plants were planted around. She thought that according to Song Xieyu's extravagant and domineering temperament, the yard she lived in might be the same as hers , all kinds of exotic flowers and plants, unbearable vulgarity, I didn't expect her yard to be unexpectedly elegant.

Taking a deep breath, Su Muyao lifted the lotus steps lightly and walked in. Seeing her unwillingness to walk in, Song Xieyu couldn't help feeling a sense of familiarity in her heart.

She and Su Muyao are both said to be the most beautiful in Beijing, two tigers cannot fit in one mountain, and the two of them are not easy-going lamps, and they often compare each other behind their backs, so naturally they can't become friends.

For such a beauty, after Xie Yang got Song Xieyu, she naturally fell in love with another beauty in the capital, and because of this, she took strict precautions against Su Muyao. Competitive than her, just not on set.

And because Aunt Su Muyao is Princess Anyang, Xie Yang couldn't force her no matter how itchy her heart was.

Because of this, Song Xieyu has no dislike for Su Muyao, only dislike.

"You really have a way to save Staff Zhang?"

Su Muyao didn't talk nonsense at all, and went straight to the point, obviously not believing Song Xieyu's words.

Song Xieyu smiled faintly, and looked at her with clear eyes: "In the whole Huaiyin Palace, only I can save him. If Miss Su doesn't believe it, the Princess will not force her."

Su Muyao tightly pursed her lips, looked straight at her, her black eyebrows were slightly frowned, and her eyes were full of spring water, even if she didn't say a word, it gave people a feeling of crying, charming without knowing it.

Song Xieyu was also stunned, and then slightly deviated from her line of sight to gather herself together. It is true that Su Muyao will grow apart in a few years, but Song Xieyu still feels that this year is the most beautiful time for her.

Bright eyes and white teeth, icy muscles and fine bones, the most wonderful thing is that she didn't realize what she could get in exchange for her beauty. A real beauty never realized her beauty.

Beauty without self-knowledge is the most deceptive.

"Princess Changle, as long as you can rescue Staff Zhang..." She gritted her teeth, and finally opened her mouth: "If you have any conditions, just ask."

Holding the teacup in his hand, Song Xieyusu finally waited for her words, and smiled with satisfaction, his peach blossom eyes were shining brightly, and he did not hide his utilitarianism and calculations.

She has never been a good person, and of course she will not do good deeds casually.

"In a few days, at Princess Anyang's birthday banquet, I believe Miss Shen will do me a favor and bring someone in."

She is the niece of Princess Anyang, and it is a trivial matter to bring someone along. She never expected that Song Xieyu's exchange terms would be so simple.

"Are you sure? Don't regret it?" Su Muyao has a shortcoming, that is, no matter how much she hates this person, as long as it is not a bloody enmity, she will compulsively want to give something back to the other party for how others treat her.

Song Xieyu helped her so much, but the exchange was nothing more than a sesame seed, and she always felt uncomfortable.

Forget it, since Song Xieyu was generous to her, she couldn't be so stingy and lose face to her aunt.

Lifting his chin, Su Muyao looked at Song Xieyu: "As for the matter just now, I will just treat it as a convenience. You can make another condition with me. As long as it is not too much, I will try my best to do it."

Song Xieyu raised her eyebrows, imitating her tone just now: "Really? No regrets?"

How could Su Muyao stand up to her agitation? He nodded vigorously, and said impatiently: "I, Su Muyao, keep my promises, and every word is a pitfall."

Song Xieyu smiled with crooked brows and eyes, like a stealing fox, Su Muyao hadn't realized the seriousness of the problem, and was shaken by Song Xieyu's smile.

I don't know if it's her illusion, but she always feels that Song Xieyu seems to be looking better. The face she used to be good-looking is good-looking, but it's like a painting with no soul and bright colors, which makes people look at it at first glance. Amazing, but when I look away, I can't remember the specific appearance...

Su Muyao sighed silently, took the tea in front of him and drank it down, and finally came to a conclusion for Song Xieyu in his heart.

To put it simply, beauty is beauty, but beauty is so lifeless, like a straw bag covered with a layer of beauty skin.

If Song Xieyu knew that Su Muyao was comparing her in this way in his heart, he would probably have to grit his teeth again and secretly write a note for her in the small account book in his heart.

(End of this chapter)