The rebirth of the noble concubine Wushuang

Chapter 704 Please?
Song Xieyu let go of her right hand, the cold fingertips made her calm down quickly, and chuckled: "How long is it before dawn?"

Yuxian's mind was in chaos, she looked at Song Xieyu who was sitting in front of her, her head was lowered, she couldn't see the expression in her eyes clearly, but her face was covered with a delicate and fragile beauty, which inexplicably made her look Flustered: "There are about two hours left, princess, do you want to rest?"

Song Xieyu raised her head slowly, with a pair of exquisite peach blossom eyes that were cold and indifferent, and a pale and piercing smile: "No need, go get some hot water, and then I will change into the palace clothes that I entered the palace."

A look of anxiety flashed in Yuxian's eyes, change into formal clothes?The princess has been closed for so long, why is she suddenly entering the palace?Now that His Royal Highness King Yong is alive or dead in the palace, and the Eldest Prince is probably in danger, Huaiyin Palace and Yongwang Palace are in a precarious crisis, so entering the palace at this time is different from a sheep entering a tiger's mouth?
Yuxian's heart was full of turbulent waves, but she still didn't say a word, she just paused in place, unable to react immediately.

Although my personal servant girl has a quick mind, she knows the rules very well, no matter how suspicious she is, she will not rashly play some crying and persuading dramas.

After following her for so long, Yuxian and Yushu have gradually learned to follow Song Xieyu's words and trust her as the master with all their hearts.

Knowing what Yuxian was worried about, Song Xieyu sneered, with a three-pointed self-mockery on his face: "I am not in the game, and some people try their best to drag me into the game. How long can I hide blindly?"

First it was Xing Xiuyun, then her own brother, and next, it was her turn. Xie Yang would not allow her to stay out of it all the time.

Yuxian was silent for a moment, but finally bowed and went down to prepare to go.

Song Xieyu took a hot bath, closed his eyes and rested his mind for an hour, and then calmed down his mind.

After getting dressed, he sat in the main hall, closed his eyes and waited.

Half an hour later, Yuxian entered the mansion to meet the people. The old eunuch who followed Yuxian was also an acquaintance.

The eunuch next to the queen.

The man looked at Song Xieyu's attire, and looked at her calm expression, he was a little embarrassed: "The princess has the ability to predict the future? The servant has not yet come, so you have already guessed the purpose of the servant."

Song Xieyu flicked his sleeves casually, there was still no fluctuation on his face, and the smile at the corner of his mouth was slightly sarcastic.

The eunuch made fun of himself, and no longer tried to make friends, and directly explained the purpose of coming: "By the queen's order, I invite Princess Yong to come to the palace for a gathering."

Song Xieyu didn't say much, and got up straight, her pair of affectionate peach blossom eyes didn't show any warmth at this time: "Eunuch, please lead the way."

Her cooperation like this made the father-in-law a little uneasy, so he could only smile flatteringly in front of him.

When she arrived in the palace, Yushu looked at the palace wall beside her, and then at the eunuch leading the way, her face turned cold, she lowered her voice and said, "Princess, this is clearly not the way to Jiaofang Palace."

Relying on the relationship between the Empress Dowager and Concubine Min, Song Xieyu lived in the palace for a few days every year since she was a child, and their two personal maids also spent a lot of time in the palace, and they were very familiar with the roads in the palace.

The eunuch deliberately took them to another place, knowing that they would find the wrong way but still did it, what was his intention?

Song Xieyu didn't react at all, and his steps never changed, and his tone was calm: "Don't worry, we'll just follow."

The one who wants to see her today is not some queen.

The eunuch brought Song Xieyu and his party to a palace, saluted her hastily and left.

Yuxian and Yushu both guarded Song Xieyu even tighter, Song Xieyu didn't show much panic, walked inside calmly, turned a corner, and saw Xie Yang as expected.

He sat across from him, staring at the door, and when he saw Song Xieyu, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, his voice was clear and smooth, and the ending sounded drawn out: "Sister Yu'er, I just want to see you now, it really takes a lot of effort, it's as difficult as going to heaven .”

Stretching out a bit of lingering...

Song Xieyu frowned, concealed the disgust in his eyes, and knelt down on the futon opposite him, with a small arm-length table between them.

"His Royal Highness has something to say, just say it."

She was so calm, but Xie Yang was a little unexpected. He held up his sleeve with one hand and poured tea for Song Xieyu himself with the other: "I thought that seeing Sister Yu'er, Sister Yu'er might yell at Gu, or cry and beg for mercy. I never thought about it, I guessed it all wrong.”

He chuckled, as if holding the words in his mouth before spitting them out, and sighed: "Sister Yu'er, you are really... amazingly talented, unique in the world."

Yushu stared at Xie Yang's hand, anxious in her heart, watching Song Xieyu drink the tea cleanly.

The prince definitely has no good intentions, how could the princess drink the tea poured by the prince so casually?Does anyone know if he added anything to it?

After Song Xieyu finished drinking, he finally raised his head and looked at Xie Yang: "If the prince called Changle here just to say these things, then Changle will come back."

Xie Yang's eyes lingered on the empty cup in front of Song Xieyu for a moment, and then he smiled, and his tone was inexplicably three points more cheerful: "Sister Yu'er, you should know why I'm looking for you alone, the matter of your brother and sister-in-law, but you can't help it." Ever heard of it?"

Listening to him mentioning Song Hexuan and Xing Xiuyun, Song Xieyu couldn't help but a trace of coldness flashed across his face: "There are rumors in the market, and Changle must have heard about it."

She never knew that the people knew so clearly about the affairs of the Huaiyin Palace, even though she closed the door and never saw any visitors, the servants of the Yong Palace passed on the affairs of the Huaiyin Palace from word to mouth.

It is self-evident whose handwriting this is.

Except for Xie Yang, no one else has such ability and leisure.

Xie Yang smiled even bigger, and stared at Song Xieyu with a look of determination: "Sister Yu'er has always attached great importance to the Huaiyin Palace, and she didn't want to embarrass Song Qing at all, but Song Qing was too radical, and she was forced to do so. Put him in prison."

After he finished speaking, he leaned forward and lowered his voice. The rustling voice was ambiguous: "Sister Yu'er, if you feel distressed, you can ask Gu. You know, Gu has always been soft-hearted towards you, and I can't help it."

The distance between the two was suddenly pulled closer by Xie Yang. When he spoke, the hot air sprayed on Song Xieyu's face, so that she could almost smell the ambergris on his body.

Song Xieyu felt uncomfortable, forcibly suppressed the urge to retreat, looked at him fixedly, and suddenly smiled: "His Royal Highness is joking, you are soft-hearted, but Changle has always been hard-hearted."

Xie Yang's expression became stern when she smiled at her like this, and an ominous premonition filled his heart.

He really and quite... doesn't like this feeling of being out of control.

(End of this chapter)