The rebirth of the noble concubine Wushuang

Chapter 880

Song Xieyu didn't reply to these words, but quietly raised his chin with his hands and commanded: "Put a chair in front..."

Yuxian is smart, what can't she react when she hears this?What Song Xieyu said meant that there was indeed a guest coming today.

Obediently, he was about to lift the chair, but was stopped by Song Xieyu.

"Wait, don't take this one, it's a waste, go get that Eight Immortals chair made of pagoda wood."

Yuxian choked up rarely, and couldn't help but glance at Song Xieyu's face, and after confirming that she was serious, she went to the warehouse and moved out the chair that had been dusty for a long time.

This Eight Immortal Chair has a history, it was bestowed by the Empress Dowager herself, and she said it was a gift and favor, but who could not understand it?Empress Dowager Tao just wanted to borrow this chair to disgust people.

How can there be a chair made of locust wood?Huaimu is a ghost, sitting on this chair, the back feels cold even in the scorching heat.

Today, the princess asked her to move this chair, so it can be seen that the guest who will come later may not be very welcome to the princess.

According to Song Xieyu's instructions, the chairs were placed three feet away, in the middle of the room, and the feeling of being besieged by all sides was impressive.

Not long after, Yushu gave Zhang Luo the tea stove, teapot and tea table, but still no one came to tell them. The courtyard was very quiet, and the needles could be heard.

Song Xieyu was calm and composed, while Yuxian and Yushu waited patiently even if they had doubts.

After another quarter of an hour, the branches and leaves of the huge hibiscus tree on the outer wall rustled. If you don't listen carefully, you can't hear anything wrong at all, and the sound is so soft that it is almost inaudible.

Normally, Yu Xian and Yu Shu might not care about it, but at this time, they had already waited for nearly half an hour, and any disturbance would feel like thunder.

There was a moment of silence, and then there was a light and quick landing sound, Yu Shu raised her heart, and looked at Yu Xian beside her in horror.

Someone broke in.

This is Prince Yong's mansion, there is Xiaoxiao who is so courageous to barge into Concubine Yong's courtyard at night!

But looking over, Yuxian didn't look at her, nor stared at the door, but looked at Song Xieyu next to her. Seeing the princess's calm face, as if she had expected it, Yushu held back the words in her mouth. call people.

Soon, the window paper was punctured by a bamboo tube. If Yushu could bear it just now, it is really unbearable now. Everyone knows what the smoke coming out of the bamboo tube is.

Looking at Song Xieyu with eagerness, Yushu almost couldn't help but speak. If she hadn't worried that the princess would have a trick and ruin her plan, she would have scolded her long ago.

But this time, without her needing to speak, a man's voice suddenly came from outside.

"Idiot, Concubine Yong has a clever plan, why are you still making such a fool of yourself? Why don't you quickly put away those dirty things of yours?"

This person's tone of voice was neither urgent nor slow, obviously he had been in a high position all the year round, and he was not an ordinary person.

And Yu Shu also quickly heard, isn't this the voice of King Qi?
The next moment, the door was pushed open from the outside, and Xie An walked in alone, raised his eyebrows when he saw the Eight Immortals chair in the middle of the room, then lifted his robe, and Shi Shiran sat down.

"Princess Yong has long expected that the king will come tonight? The tea is ready."

Song Xieyu was sitting upright, not doing anything extra, watching people with half-closed eyes.

"Who in Beijing doesn't know that I, Song Xieyu, are used to offending people and making countless enemies. If I really didn't have a trick, I would have been torn apart after all these years," she said with a pair of peach blossom eyes. In the past, the inside was dark and complicated, and he said meaningfully: "Where is there any chance, I will meet King Qi late at night today."

Her words were stinging, and Xie An felt a little uncomfortable, but this time it was indeed his fault, and Song Xieyu caught him straight.

Without touching the teacup in front of him, Xie An cut straight to the point: "Since Princess Yong can guess that the king will come tonight, it must not be difficult to guess the purpose of the king's visit."

The thumb and index finger of the hand on the armrest rubbed together for a while, and the smile on Xie An's face disappeared.

"I sent the person to the princess, why didn't the princess take any action?"

When Xie An said this, he couldn't hold back his temper any longer, and questioned him three-pointedly.

Isn't Song Xieyu playing with him?I had no intention of working with him at all.

Song Xieyu finally moved, and reached out to pick up the teacup next to him, skimming the tea foam one after another: "After I returned to the mansion, I suddenly felt that this matter was very involved, and I will not hide it from you, King Qi. I regret it."

Xie An's hand on the armrest was clenched suddenly, and her anger was instantly ignited by her words. Regret?Regret at this time?What did she do earlier!
Now that I regret it, there is no turning back.

Song Xieyu didn't seem to notice Xie An's strangeness at all, and said to himself: "I, Song Xieyu, have the backing of the Huaiyin Palace, and I have a deep relationship with the empress in the palace. What she Mei Yun did is disgusting. A little, but I don't have to lower myself."

What she said was reasonable, but it was extremely absurd when it came out of Song Xieyu's mouth. Xie An never thought that Song Xieyu would weigh the pros and cons one day.

She grew up with a golden spoon in her mouth. She has always done things as she pleases for so many years, and happiness is her number one priority. When did she ever care about the price?

He didn't expect to be bumped into by him for the first time.

"Princess Yong, just tell me, what do you want?"

Xie An probably also understood that what Song Xieyu said so much was just to pave the way for the future.

Song Xieyu laughed lightly: "The one who knows me must be King Qi, since King Qi has already helped me find someone, so I simply sent the Buddha to the west to rectify Mei Yun, why don't you let King Qi do it for me? "

Xie An: "..."

He has never seen such a cheeky person, how did she say that? ?
Seeing that Xie An didn't reply for a long time, Song Xieyu was not in a hurry, and his tone became colder: "The answer or not depends on King Qi's will, Changle dare not force it."

The more calm she said, the angrier Xie An's teeth itch!
Not reluctantly.

Didn't she mean to tell him clearly that whether Mei Yun suffered or not, to her, it was just the difference between happy and unhappy.

But for him, Xie An, it's not necessarily so, after all he used such means, if Mei Yun wakes up, he will be with him forever.

"Concubine Yong is really a good seed for business. It's a pity that she was born in Huaiyin Palace." Xie An suddenly got up, and sneered at Song Xieyu.

Scholars, farmers, businessmen, and merchants have always been looked down upon. Xie An's words are really insulting.

Song Xieyu didn't change his face, and looked at him with a smile: "Thanks to King Qi's praise, Changle also feels that he is quite talented in business, and will definitely take care of the shops you gifted to Changle, so King Qi can rest assured. "

(End of this chapter)