Song Yunxiu sneered, but she didn't break her mind, but pushed her hand away, and walked to the carriage in the palace, while looking at her without replying: "Okay, let's go." ”

"Sister, Yue'er and you have a carriage, right?" After Song Qingyue saw the carriage that Song Yunxiu was going to get into, she happily followed her over and wanted to get into the carriage with her.

"Nope." Song Yunxiu turned around to stop her, and said coldly with a smile: "My sister has her own carriage, why do you want to squeeze in this carriage with my sister?" ”

After speaking, without waiting for Song Qingyue to answer, she said to herself: "My sister is not too crowded, my sister is still too crowded." ”

Song Yunxiu reached out and patted her tender little face, "So sister, let's go back to our carriage, don't make my sister unhappy." ”

Song Qingyue was frightened by the coldness in her eyes, instinctively took a step back, and then saw Song Yunxiu turn around and enter the carriage with an expressionless face, and at the same time ordered the subordinates outside: "Mo Feng, go." ”

"Yes, Princess."

Mo Feng stepped forward to bypass Song Qingyue, and before Song Qingyue could react, he was already sitting on the other side of the carriage and asked the groom to drive the carriage away.

"Song Yunxiu!"

Song Qingyue stared at the departing carriage with a pair of beautiful eyes, stomped her feet angrily, and then returned to her carriage with an indignant face, and said angrily: "Go!" ”

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Lin Jia Bed.

"Phew—"

After the groom stopped the carriage, Mo Feng took the initiative to put the pedals for Song Yunxiu, "Princess, it's time to get there." ”

Song Yunxiu walked out of the carriage, and after stepping on the pedals to go down, he looked at the dozens of carriages parked around, and suddenly raised his eyebrows in surprise and said: "There are really a lot of people in this Beijing Poetry Club." ”

"This Jingzhong Poetry Club is ostensibly a poetry club, but in fact it is a place for each young lady to choose her favorite object." Mo Feng followed behind Song Yunxiu, temporarily acting as her maid, and explained to her in detail in a low voice: "Those concubines and concubines, if you want to change your status and situation, this Jingzhong Poetry Club is the best opportunity. ”

"However, there are also some young ladies who don't want to marry, so they take advantage of this Beijing Poetry Club to choose a person they like here, after all, the noble sons of the whole imperial city are here, if they are really chosen by which family or noble girl, then they don't need to be married again."

Song Yunxiu nodded clearly, "I see." ”

“…… These princes have just told the princess. Mo Feng hesitated for a while, but decided to remind cautiously.

"I read the script just now, but I only know that he was buzzing and screaming next to me, and he was a little noisy." Song Yunxiu didn't give Yin Huanyu any face.

Mo Feng: "......"

I don't know why I always feel that the prince is so humble in front of the princess.

"Sister!"

Song Qingyue's voice came from behind the two, and before Song Yunxiu could turn her head, Song Qingyue had already lifted her skirt and ran to her at a trot, "Sister, why don't you wait for Yue'er." Song Qingyue looked at her with a sad face.

"So you haven't arrived yet, I thought you'd already been in." Song Yunxiu casually perfunctory her sentence and continued to walk forward.

"Sister!" Song Qingyue was a little annoyed by her attitude, and said with tears in her eyes at the moment: "Did Yue'er do something that made my sister unhappy?" Yue'er apologized to her sister, don't be upset, okay? ”