The rebirth of the noble concubine Wushuang

Chapter 8 Lessons
Song Jing'an clenched her lower lip, her face was completely drained of blood.

She looked at Song Xieyu in disbelief, and she couldn't figure out why this older sister who was coaxed by her in the past seemed to be a different person now.

Song Xieyu didn't even bother to look at her anymore, he yawned and said lazily, "Yushu, I'm tired, help me go back and rest."

After finishing speaking, he left Shi Shiran.

Until Song Xieyu's figure disappeared for a long time, Song Jing'an was still in a daze.

Yuxian squinted at her, shut her nose, raised her airs, and said coldly, "Miss San, please."

After all, Song Jing'an is just a concubine who can't stand on the stage. Wangyue Pavilion treated her with respect in the past because she had a good relationship with Song Xieyu. Now even her master has changed her attitude. How could they be slaves to her? What a good look?
It took only a cup of tea for Song Xieyu to return to Wangyue Pavilion, and Yuxian came back in a hurry.

"Why so fast?" Song Xieyu took a sip of tea and looked at Yuxian in surprise.

She originally thought that according to Song Jingan's temperament, she would have to resist for a while.

"The servant girl told the maid in charge that it was the princess's order, and the maid in charge held down the second girl without saying a word. She was merciless, and the maidservant felt pain when she saw it." Yuxian said Pa covered his lips, and laughed, "The second girl hasn't suffered much after all, but after a few boards, she fainted."

Seeing her schadenfreude, Song Xieyu raised her eyebrows, "You seem to have been dissatisfied with Song Jing'an for a long time?"

Yuxian pouted.

In the past, Song Jing'an relied on her friendship with her princess, so she always felt that she was superior to others, and acted like a boss.

Bisheng Song Xieyu still didn't notice it, and treated her wholeheartedly as his good sister.

The master and the master are all like this, even if they are slaves, they are not qualified to say anything even if they have objections.

But fortunately, now that the Princess is gradually becoming unfamiliar with Song Jing'an, she must have noticed something.

While pouring a new cup of tea for Song Jing'an, Yushu asked worriedly, "Princess, you punished the second girl today, I'm afraid the other side of the west courtyard will not let it go."

Song Jing'an's biological mother, Aunt Meng, was not always easy-going, but because of her beauty, she was quite favored in Huaiyin Palace.

Song Xieyu leaned back slightly, leaning lightly on the rug, her expression unchanged, and sneered, "If she wants to make trouble, let her do it, don't bother."

In her previous life, she was used to seeing treacherous people in the deep palace, but now she is just an aunt of the Huaiyin Palace, she really didn't notice it.

These years, she was too casual, which made other people in the palace forget about the distinction between superiority and inferiority. It happened to take this opportunity to let them distinguish who the palace cannot afford to provoke.

Aunt Meng's movements were fast, and there was a commotion that night.

Probably because she knew that King Huaiyin loved Song Xieyu, Aunt Meng simply cried and went to Ronghetang.

When Nanny Song came to invite her, Song Xieyu had just blown on the lamp and was about to fall asleep.

"Mom, it's too late today, the princess's body hasn't recovered yet, it's not suitable to blow the wind, if there's anything else, why don't we talk about it until tomorrow." Yu Xian began to talk about love with her.

Nanny Song shook her head and sighed softly, "It's not that this old servant is trying to embarrass the Princess, it's just that Aunt Meng is crying and refusing to leave in the Ronghe Hall... The old lady sent a message to let the Princess go and have a look, The old slave can't make the decision either."

Yuxian frowned, and just about to discuss it again, a faint female voice came from the bed.

"Yuxian, change my clothes for me."

Yuxian looked around in astonishment, and saw that Song Xieyu had already sat up.

"Princess!" She called softly, and quickly walked over, her face full of disapproval, "Doctor Xin specifically explained that your body can't be blown by the wind."

Song Xieyu closed her eyes, without any disturbance on her face, she just smiled lightly, "How can you be so delicate? Change your clothes."

When Song Xieyu stepped into the Ronghe Hall, Aunt Meng was kneeling on the ground and crying sadly. The old lady supported her head with one hand and closed her eyes slightly, looking unbearably disturbed.

"Granddaughter please grandma."

Song Xieyu saluted and found a place to sit down without even looking at Aunt Meng.

The lord came, and Aunt Meng cried even more sadly, sobbing so much that people suspected that she would die in the next second, "My poor Jing'an, her skin is torn from the beating now, what mistake did she make to provoke her?" The princess is so angry, if you have any dissatisfaction, you can vent it all on this concubine, Jing An is innocent!"

The old lady still closed her eyes and said nothing.

Song Xieyu raised her eyebrows, feeling a little more clear in her heart.Aunt Meng came to disturb her in the middle of the night, presumably the old lady was annoyed at the moment, she just wanted to see how she would deal with it, so she didn't say a word.

Putting Mrs. Tang in his hand on the table, Song Xieyu closed the cloak, and then chuckled, "I will punish my sister for doing something wrong today. Everyone present can be a witness. If my aunt thinks that I have done something wrong What's wrong with that, now the palace is in charge of the mother, you can go and talk to the mother, the grandmother is old, why are you bothering her late at night?"

These words are sharp and sharp, and mixed with a touch of coercion, people can't help but feel a sense of surrender.

The old lady opened her closed eyes and looked at her meaningfully.

Aunt Meng also froze in place. Although Song Xieyu was arrogant on weekdays, she was still a little girl with no intentions. It was precisely because of this that Aunt Meng dared to come to Ronghe Hall.

But today's Song Xieyu, no matter how he acts or speaks, is there any shadow of the past?
Seeing Aunt Meng's dumbfounded look, Song Xieyu couldn't help sneering in her heart, "Besides, I am the concubine daughter of Huaiyin Prince's Mansion, and now I am the princess who is personally enfeoffed. If I want to punish a concubine, I will punish it. There is no reason. When will it be your turn to speak up?"

The voice of her last sentence suddenly rose, with a bit of anger, Aunt Meng's body was shocked, and she almost collapsed to the ground.

The old lady squinted her eyes and laughed loudly, "That's right, our daughter-in-law of the Huaiyin Palace should have such courage!"

There was no intention of blaming him at all.

Song Xieyu hooked the corners of her lips, she didn't realize it in her previous life, but now she likes the old lady more and more.

Aunt Meng came to the old lady to cry today, just thinking that she didn't like Song Xieyu's temperament at all, and she would help out one or two, who would have thought that stealing chickens would not make a fortune, and she dared not speak with her head down Say one more word.

"Aunt Meng, what are you unconvinced about?"

Song Xieyu glanced at her lightly.

Even though her heart was twisting and turning, Aunt Meng didn't dare to say anything at the moment, she quickly shook her head, "I don't dare, today's matter is because I am rude."

(End of this chapter)