The rebirth of the noble concubine Wushuang

Chapter 579 Showdown
Song Xieyu looked at her other embroideries one by one. Although none of them were ideal, they were exquisitely conceived and each had its own merits. Obviously it was thoughtful, and she praised her sister again. Fan, complimented Song Xieyan so elated, she pulled her sister and talked non-stop.

Song Hexuan's brows and eyes also stretched. He, the seventh younger sister, is very well-behaved on weekdays, much calmer than girls of the same age, and it is only in front of the third younger sister that he is happy like a six or seven-year-old girl.

The two sisters chatted and laughed for a while, and then Song Xieyu remembered to prepare a few new sets of headgear for Song Xieyan, and wanted to take her to the bedroom to see, but was stopped by Song Hexuan: "Let Yushu take Yan'er to choose Pick, I have a few words to tell you."

Song Xieyu was startled, but then felt guilty, and knew without guessing that Song Hexuan might have seen something.

She calmed down and asked Yushu to take Song Xieyan to the bedroom first, without waiting for Song Hexuan to ask questions, and said frankly: "I have some quarrels with the prince today, it's not a big deal, brother don't worry, let alone tell parents, I will deal with it myself from here."

Although Song Xieyu said so, Song Hexuan vaguely felt that this matter was not as light as she said.

But Song Hexuan has always been responsive to this younger sister, so he can only respect her meaning: "Okay, I won't tell them, but if you are bullied, don't carry it alone, you can tell me, my brother will stand up for you."

Song Xieyu's heart warmed, and she nodded with a smile.

Not long after, Song Xieyan also came back from the bedroom, holding a wooden box of mother-of-pearl in her hand, coquettishly coquettish with Song Xieyu: "The jewelry that the third sister chose is beautiful, and Qiniang likes it very much, but it is the third sister who loves Qi." mother."

Song Hexuan glanced at her: "Little heartless!"

It's as if he doesn't care about her.

Song Xieyu stayed the two of them for lunch, but when it was time to leave, Song Xieyan hesitated, tugged on Song Xieyu's sleeve and refused to let go, her little face flushed red.

Seeing this, Song Hexuan said with concern: "But what's uncomfortable?"

Song Xieyan shook her head and said in a low voice, "Brother, can I stay here to play with my sister for a few days?"

Song Hexuan thought that Song Xieyu and Xie Chu were still in a cold war, and it was a bit of a delay for Seventh Sister to stay in the palace, so she didn't respond for a while.

Song Xieyan looked up at him with a small face, saw him frowning slightly, felt anxious, her eyes turned red with grievance: "Qiniang will definitely listen to her sister, she won't cause trouble, and she won't fail in her studies..."

Song Hexuan and Song Xieyu were startled, and they looked at each other helplessly.

Song Xie hastily hugged the wronged little man: "Stop crying, stop crying, Third Sister is also reluctant to part with Seventh Sister, even if Mother comes, she won't be able to take you away today."

Song Hexuan couldn't help but look black when he saw the two sisters' intimacy.

According to this situation, he looks like a villain who "beats mandarin ducks with a stick".

Song Hexuan curled his lips and cleared his throat: "It seems that if I don't agree today, I will become a villain who breaks up your sisterly love. That's all. Seventh sister will stay in the palace. I will go back and talk to my parents."

Song Xieyan happily stayed in Yongwang's mansion as a guest, and Sun Nanny also had the idea of ​​inviting "guests" into the palace.

Grandma Sun deliberately cooked soup for Xie Chu and sent it to the study: "The old slave heard that the prince has been busy with his official duties recently and has been busy in the study all day long. The old slave was afraid that the prince would hurt himself, so he cooked the ginseng for himself. Chicken soup, my lord, have a taste of the old slave's craftsmanship?"

Hearing this, Xie Chu glanced at the food box on the table, feeling even more depressed. The one who should be concerned is hiding in the backyard entertaining guests, while the one who should not be concerned is flying around in front of his eyes like flies all day long.

But Nanny Sun is an old man next to his biological mother after all, she doesn't look at the face of the monk or the face of the Buddha, besides, his stomach is indeed a little empty, so he took a bowl very gratefully, the warm chicken soup nourishes the uncomfortable stomach, Xie Chu Sincerely praised: "Nurse's craftsmanship is still as good as ever."

Seeing this, Grandma Sun hurriedly climbed up the pole, and patted her right leg lightly: "Your Highness will never give up, because when you are old, you will be useless. When the weather is cold, the problem of leg pain will disappear." You have to toss a lot, or the old slave will have to improve his craft!"

Just after drinking someone else's chicken soup, Xie Chu couldn't help saying a few words of concern: "Did you invite the imperial physician to take a look?"

Grandma Sun was waiting for him to ask, and hurriedly replied: "This old servant has a long-standing problem. The imperial doctor always uses the same prescription every year, and it doesn't seem to get better."

After a pause, he continued: "I heard that there is a young woman in Beijing who is good at acupuncture. Many wives from aristocratic families would invite her to go to the mansion for moxibustion several times. It is said that acupuncture is very effective in curing diseases. I also want to try it. Try, I wonder if the prince agrees?"

Xie Chu hummed, and didn't care about such trivial matters as asking for medical advice: "In this case, the mother can make decisions on her own."

Grandma Sun was overjoyed, thanked her and withdrew.

After returning to the room, he took out a pen and paper, and sent a letter to Hong Meiyu, asking the Hong family to send Hong Huiyue to Prince Yong's mansion as soon as possible.

Nanny Sun didn't say anything about Hong Huiyue's entry into the mansion, she wanted to avoid Song Xieyu's eyes.

But it turned out to be the opposite. On the day when Hong Huiyue passed the mansion, Song Xieyu promised her sister that she would accompany her to the Beishan Villa in the suburbs to transplant Molan.

Song Xieyan was curious about everything in Prince Yong's mansion, and without the strict control of her mother, she couldn't stay idle for a moment.

Waiting for her to get dressed in Song Xieyu's dormitory was boring, so he asked her to take her around the palace with the maid.

Song Xieyan walked around the garden and chose a good place to transplant Molan later, guessing that her sister should also tidy up, so she went to the door satisfied.

It happened to run into Hong Huiyue who was waiting for Nanny Sun at the door.

Song Xieyan was curious about what kind of guests came to her sister's house, so she didn't get in the carriage, but just stood beside the carriage and looked at the beautiful girl in front of her.

The young girl was a little shy by her look, and felt that the pink and jade-carved doll was very cute, and was about to talk to her, when Nanny Sun came out from the mansion to greet her: "But are you in a hurry?"

Nanny Sun took Hong Huiyue's hand very enthusiastically, she didn't notice Song Xieyan who was beside her for a moment.

"Don't worry, I'll trouble Mommy." Hong Huiyue said respectfully.

After finishing speaking, he remembered the cute little girl who was painted like a doll back then, and asked Grandma Sun: "Mommy, I don't know which family this lady is from, she is so cute!"

Grandma Sun was startled when she heard the words, then she turned her head, and her body trembled the moment her eyes touched Song Xieyan.

Looking at the driver next to Song Xieyan, he felt that the road to Encounter was narrow, and it seemed that he couldn't hide from Song Xieyu's eyes today.

Grandma Sun blessed Song Xieyan: "Why is Miss Seven here alone? Doesn't the princess accompany Miss Seven?"

Song Xieyan blinked her big eyes brightly: "My sister is still dressing up, let me go out by myself, mother, who is this sister?"

(End of this chapter)