Wang Xi was leisurely basking in the afternoon sun in the courtyard of the back garden, and the maid on the side took snacks and made tea and retreated to the side and waited quietly.

All this seems to be very calm, but in fact, Wang Xi has set off a wave in his heart, and he always feels depressed in his heart, Song Jiayao has been absent for the past few days, and no one has fought against him, but the house has been a lot quieter. As soon as she thought of Song Jiayao, Wang Xi suddenly hated her teeth, her color was suddenly gloomy, she pulled the handkerchief fiercely, this girl, when she wanted to come to the house, she always went against herself, and her plan always failed, and she always couldn't please the master.

Wang Xi raised his eyebrows, no, he had to hurry up and think of ways to get rid of Song Jiayao, who was in the way.

Now that this Song Jiayao has married to the Marquis of Ping'an, although the power should not be underestimated, it cannot threaten himself for the time being, and this Song Anguo has been on expeditions all year round, and he is rarely in the house, as for... On the master's side, you just need to be perfunctory. From this point of view, this general's mansion is now the biggest except for the master, and the people who need to be scrupulous can no longer pose a threat to themselves, so their own plans ...... Wouldn't it be smoother?

Thinking of this, Wang Xi hooked the corners of her mouth in a very good mood, with a hint of charm, she reached out to take the steaming tea, and took a sip dignified and elegant.

The maid on the side looked at her wife's face, which was obviously gloomy just now, but it was already sunny and cloudy in a blink of an eye, and couldn't help but secretly sigh that the face of this master was even faster than the sky.

Wang Xi tasted tea elegantly, leisurely, remembering that a grand chrysanthemum banquet would be held in the palace a few days later, which was naturally invited to the Song Mansion, and when I wanted to come, there would be a lot of people and gentlemen at this banquet, and there would be royal nobles, if this Qi'er could find a good son-in-law here, it would be a good time.

If this banquet, this Song Jiayao will definitely be invited! Absolutely not, I can't let her know about it, if she also goes to the banquet, she will definitely go against herself, and maybe she will give birth to a young girl.

No, no, the invitation that had been sent to the palace a few days ago, so Song Jiayao didn't know about it yet. Thinking about it, Wang Xi's face changed instantly, put down the tea in his hand and hurriedly got up and went to his residence, Jiaxi Courtyard.

The palace maid on the side didn't have time to react, so she hurriedly followed.

Wang Xi returned to the courtyard with an anxious face, closed the door, and did not let a maid in. She took out the invitation from the cupboard, and spun around anxiously, what to do, how to keep it from her.

Wang Xi looked at the invitation in his hand, looked at the hidden cabinet in the corner, secretly remembered in his heart, and walked over......

On this day, Song Jiayao, who was in the Hou Mansion, received all kinds of jewelry and clothes sent by Song Jiarou in the palace. The person who sent it also specially instructed Song Jiayao to let her remember to dress up ceremoniously. Although Song Jiayao was puzzled, he also agreed with all his heart, politely replied with a few polite words, rewarded the subordinate and let him go back.

Song Jiayao lowered his head and touched the extremely tactile fabric, looked at the gold and silver jewelry on the side, lowered his eyes slightly, and couldn't help but wonder in his heart, frowning willow eyebrows, thinking about the sentence that he wanted to dress more grandly, isn't this a grand banquet that will be held in the palace? Why didn't I know anything about it these days, and I didn't have any news at all.

Turned his head and glanced at the maid next to him: "You help me go, the housekeeper called over, and said that I was looking for him."

The maid on the side didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly agreed to retreat.

After a while, I saw the butler hurrying over and asked respectfully, "I don't know what the lady is looking for me?"

Song Jiayao didn't turn around, so he asked directly: "What news has come from the palace in the past few days?"

The housekeeper rolled his eyes: "Tell Madame, there is indeed something in the palace these days, and in a few days it will be the day when the chrysanthemum banquet will be held in the palace, I don't know if Madame still has any doubts?"

Song Jiayao raised his eyebrows slightly, very surprised, and waved his hand to signal the housekeeper to retreat.

Chrysanthemum feast? For such a grand banquet, the Song General's Mansion did not send a subordinate to inform him of such a thing, and there was never a single invitation. It's not that Aunt Wang is doing ghosts, and she can't do something out of it. Thinking of this, Song Jiayao's apricot eyes narrowed slightly, and a trace of ruthlessness flashed.

Song Jiayao lowered his head and muttered for a moment, deciding to wait for Song Feng to come back and ask about it.

When it was time to eat in the evening, Song Jiayao heard the maid on the side say that Song Feng had just returned to the mansion, so he hurriedly got up and went to the general's mansion.

General's Palace.

In the lobby, Song Feng was sitting in his position, and when he heard the housekeeper come to tell him that Song Jiayao was coming, Song Feng was puzzled for a moment, and hurriedly asked the housekeeper to bring her in.

After a moment, I saw Song Jiayao walking forward slowly. Song Feng looked at the slender figure, quite like Lan Shi's figure back then.

Song Feng thought of Lan Shi and shook his head slightly, and the corners of his eyes were slightly moist.

"The daughter came to see her father." Song Jiayao's sweet but stubborn tone pulled Song Feng's thoughts back.

He settled down and looked at Song Jiayao, who was already with outstanding temperament in front of him: "Jiayao, you... It's so late, what's the matter with finding a father?"

Song Jiayao lowered her head, pretending to be pitiful and didn't speak.

Song Feng looked at her aggrieved appearance, and couldn't help but ask softly, "You are talking."

Song Jiayao sobbed in a low voice at this time: "Daddy, have you forgotten my daughter?" Song Jiayao said as she wiped her tears with a handkerchief, looking like she had been greatly wronged.

Seeing her like this, Song Feng couldn't help asking, "Why do you say this?"

"Daddy, then why don't you tell your daughter that there is a chrysanthemum banquet in the palace?" At this time, Song Jiayao cried silently, "Daddy, if it weren't for the third sister in the palace who sent me jewelry and clothes, I'm afraid my daughter would still be kept in the dark!" ”

Song Feng frowned and thought for a moment: "Could it be that you didn't receive the invitation from the Song family?" What's going on? ”

"Daddy, or... You can ask your aunt to come out and ask, and your daughter heard that the matter of sending invitations to this house was handled by her aunt. Song Jiayao didn't know when he saw Song Feng, so he secretly calculated how to expose Wang Xi later.

Song Feng slapped the table and scolded angrily: "Invite her over for me." He wanted to see what was going on.

Wang Xi was in a very good mood in the courtyard and counted the good things at the chrysanthemum banquet, but unexpectedly, a subordinate called her to the hall, saying that the master was looking for her, and she couldn't help but chuckle in her heart.

Wang Xi was nervous in his heart, and his heart was a little weak, but he didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly stepped forward to the lobby.

Wang Xi hurriedly saluted: "Master, call the concubine to come to the so-called He family?" She lowered her head, and when she saw Song Jiayao when she first came, she thought to herself that something was wrong, this must be finding trouble for herself again.

Song Feng looked at the woman in front of him and asked directly, "Is it Madame that you are single-handedly handling the matter of going to the palace to participate in the chrysanthemum banquet?"

When Wang Xi heard about this invitation, he couldn't help but tremble: "Yes, master."

When Song Feng heard the answer, he continued to ask, "Then why didn't the eldest lady of the dignified Song family receive a trace of news, not even an invitation?"

Listening to Song Feng's straightforward question, Wang Xi's face couldn't help but change, and he glanced at Song Jiayao hatefully, but he still said respectfully, "This, the concubine doesn't know, maybe it's someone who is not good at the rope and lost it?" ”

Song Jiayao saw Wang Xi's flash of pride, and her heart was even more disgusted, this chrysanthemum banquet has never been a trivial matter, and it was hosted by the queen's mother, and it was even more difficult to shirk.

Now that she has actually returned it to her subordinates, she wants to see which subordinate dares to lose the post of this chrysanthemum banquet?

"As the mother of the family, Mrs. knew that her subordinates were not right, but she still connived. Now I'm even more proud, the post of the chrysanthemum banquet has been lost, how do you take this responsibility? Song Jiayao's questioning voice was sonorous and powerful, and Rao is Song Feng also felt that it should indeed be so.

As a grandmother of a family, Wang Xi's behavior was too inappropriate, and she couldn't help but glance at her dissatisfied, "This is what Jia Yao said, which subordinate did it, does Madame have a plan?" ”

Wang Xi couldn't tell which person made it, his chrysanthemum sticker was lying in the makeup box in her room!

Song Feng unexpectedly stood on Song Jiayao's side today, which caught her off guard, and said to Song Feng with a look of grievance, "Master, you also know, so I am the mother of a family, but how many people can really listen to me?" ”

Song Feng has always been very distressed about what kind of white eyes Wang Xi suffered as a stepmother, so he couldn't bear to blame, and looked at Song Jiayao, "Otherwise, forget it, right?" It's just a post, this chrysanthemum banquet has always been every year, and it doesn't matter if you don't think about it this year. ”

Song Jiayao was angry in her heart, she was about to explode, she thought that what Song Feng said to her earlier was sincere, but now that she thinks about it, it's just like that.

As long as Wang Xi shows her stepmother identity in front of him, her fault is not considered a fault.

Song Jiayao had seen enough of this scene, and just wanted to say something, but unexpectedly caught a glimpse of a figure, slowly walking from outside, isn't this Zhuge Fengyin who suddenly disappeared halfway just now?

"Master Song, Mrs. Song, Miss!" Zhuge Fengyin was very polite, saluted one by one, and then stood behind Song Jiayao.

She already looks like a personal maid, but what she is wearing is not like it at all.

Wang Xi didn't know how this person came out of the Song Mansion, although he was puzzled, he still thought that it was more important to solve the matter in front of him.

"Master, look at it, the second miss is like this, it's like a god who has been devoured alive and flayed the concubine's body, this is, if it is really the fault of the subordinates, if it depends on the concubine's body like this, the concubine's body can only endure it." Wang Xi seemed to have compromised, but a tear slipped down the corner of her eye, which made people feel distressed.

This number is really high enough, so you can easily pick yourself out?

Zhuge Feng shook the fan in his hand in every possible way, and slowly took out the things in his pocket.