The rebirth of the noble concubine Wushuang

Chapter 233 Wine

After returning from the front hall, Song Jing'an lost her temper: "Isn't it just bullying me, a concubine who is helpless in this palace! Everyone comes to slap me in the face!"

She took the cup and wanted to smash it, but the two maids standing beside her quickly came up to stop her.

"Miss, don't do it! If it's messed up and the concubine finds a reason to arrange it, the prince will definitely dislike you, and your life will be a little more difficult then!"

Shizhu's face turned slightly pale. Everything in this yard is registered. If it is missing or broken, you have to report it before you can get a new one. With such a big commotion, Miss Si broke a set of tea sets when she came back from the front hall. , Even if nothing happens, something will happen!

Song Jing'an put down the cup after all, and began to cry: "Everyone bullies me! Everyone thinks I'm that rootless duckweed!"

Shi Zhu also felt uncomfortable. Although she was a big servant girl, she had no choice but to follow such a young master, so she could only grit her teeth and swallow it in her stomach.

Only when Song Jing'an recovers can she live a good life.

Poured a cup of tea and handed it to Song Jing'an: "Master, think about Fifth Miss and Sixth Miss. One is crazy and the other has entered the temple. You are much better than them, and now you have asked the prince to forgive you. The prince is the master of the house, as long as the prince doesn't care about the past, you can turn around."

Hearing Song Mingxue and Song Ruying, Song Jing'an felt better. She wiped her face with a handkerchief and cheered up: "You're right, I can't give up on myself. As long as I get through it, I will always have a bright future."

Seeing that Song Jingan calmed down, Shi Zhu also breathed a sigh of relief, and reminded her to get down to business: "How should the crown prince explain? Could the crown prince be angry if he failed to coax Miss San out of the house?"

Song Jing'an squinted her eyes, she even accepted the prince's gift of thanks, so naturally it was impossible to just let Song Xieyu go.

Ah!Doesn't she, Song Xieyu, look down on her because she is a descendant?That being the case, she helped the prince get Song Xieyu.

Xie Yang didn't intend to marry Song Xieyu as the crown princess at all, she helped him, not only could she sell well in front of the prince, but also make Song Xieyu a concubine!
Didn't she look down on the daughters of their concubines?When she is captured by the crown prince, the child she will give birth to will still not be a legitimate son and daughter, but will still be tortured by the crown prince!
She was waiting for Song Xieyu's retribution!

"Find an opportunity to leave the mansion, tell the prince that there has been a change, and let him wait for news. In the next few days, I will definitely coax Song Xieyu out of the mansion."

Shi Zhu retreated obediently, trying to get out of the mansion to contact Xie Yang's people.

Song Xieyu followed Li Rong back to Shi'an Garden, and let Li Rong hold her and cry for a long time.

"Yu'er, it's your mother's incompetence that allowed you to be bullied by these black-hearted people. Don't worry, if your father dares to favor those black-hearted people and treat you badly, mother will have to die with him even if she risked her life! "

Song Qingshan's foot that was about to step through the door froze on the spot, cold sweat dripped down his back.

Burning jade and stone together, isn't that too ruthless?Sure enough, women, when they have children, they forget about their husbands...

Song Xieyu didn't know whether to laugh or cry for a while. Although what Song Qingshan did sometimes made her feel a little chilled, at least he treated her as a concubine with heart and soul. He never treated her badly, only her as an unfilial daughter was ashamed. Song Qingshan's.

She is just not worth it for Li Rong.

"Mother, my father has always treated me like the apple of my eye. Among the brothers and sisters in our family, my father dotes on me the most. Even if he is partial, his heart is partial to me."

Song Xieyu took Li Rong's hand and acted coquettishly: "Mother, you and Daddy treat Yu'er well, and Yu'er remembers it in her heart. Yu'er is really not wronged or bullied."

"Song Jing'an and the others can at most secretly say some vague words to ruin my reputation. Who can't support me and let me go?"

Song Xieyu had a good meal to appease Li Rong, and then she calmed Li Rong down. After all this trouble for a long time, she was also tired, so Song Xieyu took advantage of the situation and proposed to go back to her yard.

As a result, as soon as he walked out of Li Rong's room, he saw Song Qingshan standing at the door, watching Song Xieyu come out, smiled wryly at her, and tentatively called her: "Yu'er..."

Song Xieyu bowed her head, not knowing what it was like. It was impossible for her to say that there was no resentment in her heart. She understood Song Qingshan. He had never experienced in his previous life that Huaiyin Palace was demoted, his mother was poisoned to death, and his brother's future was ruined. Here, Song Jing'an was just thinking a little too much. Although it was wrong, it was not a serious problem.

She is his daughter, and so is Song Jing'an, it's just the difference between valuing and valuing more.

He is her Song Xieyu's father, but not only her Song Xieyu's father...

Looking at the wrinkles between Song Qingshan's brows, Song Xieyu finally smiled at him, and said lightly, "Father, do you have something to say to your daughter?"

After chatting with Song Qingshan in his study for a quarter of an hour, Song Xieyu returned to her yard. Yuxian was guarding outside. She didn't know what the lord and the young lady talked about, but seeing the young lady's calm expression, she probably guessed I feel that this conversation may not be able to untie the knot between the prince and the lady.

"Miss, someone from Miss Rong Feng's yard came to spread the news, saying that they received a gift from their hometown, which contained several cups of Fanbang's special wine. They said they were waiting for you to come back and ask if you are free. It would be rare if we could enjoy the moon and drink wine together." A joy."

Song Xieyu took his mind off the conversation just now, after hearing Yuxian's words, she couldn't fall asleep either, and having someone to talk with could also relieve her worries.

Arriving at Wenfeng Courtyard, Song Xieyu smelled the aroma of wine as soon as he reached the entrance of the courtyard, with a strong aroma of grapes rushing towards his face.

Rong Feng was wearing a blouse sprinkled with flowers and smoke, and he was half lying on the stone table with his chin resting on his back, his eyes were slightly blurred, and there was an open wine bottle beside him.

Seeing Song Xieyu approaching, she smiled slowly, with such a joyful look that one couldn't help but feel a softness in her heart.

Song Xieyu couldn't bear it, she was stunned, and sighed in her heart, a beauty looks at the skin, and Rong Feng's skin is beautiful, but because of Fanbang's blood, she is more rough and heroic.

But such a face, coupled with her agile demeanor, every frown and frown, without concealing her emotions, is like the scorching sun in the sky, pouring into people's hearts with thick ink and heavy colors regardless.

"Princess, are you here?"

Rong Feng didn't stand up to salute, she seemed to be slightly drunk, she just looked at Song Xieyu with a smile, the servant brought a glass cup and poured a glass of wine, the purple wine was swaying slightly under the moon, like A fine piece of amber jade.

"Tianma often holds alfalfa flowers, and barbarians offer wine every year."

Holding the wine glass, Rong Feng swayed to his feet, his waist was blown by the wind, like a large piece of yellow and white reed growing by the lake, with a sense of beauty about to be broken.

(End of this chapter)