During the banquet, several people were speechless, adhering to the habit of eating and sleeping silently. It's very peaceful.

Song Jiayao thought in her heart, planning to go back after eating, and ate in small gulps without squinting and organizing her language.

His father was also confused, although he no longer disliked himself, and even thought about his own family affairs, but he chose a candidate he didn't want the most.

Song Jiayao didn't have this thought, but Song Jiaqi did. She inadvertently skimmed Lin An, only to feel that her cheeks were a little crimson. She had seen Lin An in the Ninth Princess's Mansion before, and felt that he was a jade tree in the wind and suave, but she didn't have this mind at that time.

At this time, if you lose the election, you naturally have to plan for yourself. 's father obviously wanted to match Song Jiayao and Lin An. But Song Jiaqi will not allow Song Jiayao to marry better than herself, not to mention that a person like Lin An is only worthy of her appearance.

Song Jiaqi secretly included Lin An in the scope of her future husband, and hated Song Jiayao so much.

After the meal, several people had their own thoughts, Song Jiayao pretended to be soft, held her forehead and pretended to be a sick beauty, and said, "Father, my daughter's head is still a little dizzy, so I went back first." ”

was slightly blessed, and Song Jiayao retired. Lin An watched her leave, the corners of her mouth slightly hooked, this woman is worthy of his Lin An's identity.

turned around, but met Song Jiaqi's watery eyes, looking at him affectionately. Secretly proud in his heart, Lin An smiled gently at Song Jiaqi, which made Song Jiaqi's heart ripple and secretly proud.

The days passed day by day, and there was no news from Song Jiarou since she was selected, thinking that the palace was still busy placing the new concubines.

Song Jiayao, Qing'er and the four beautiful maids walked on the path of the garden, spring is coming again, but it is a little warm.

Song Jiayao wrapped the silver fox robe on her body tightly, but she still felt that gusts of cold wind kept pouring into her clothes.

There seemed to be someone whispering next to her, Song Jiayao had no intention of listening, but she accidentally heard the words "Song Jiarou", and she held her breath and listened carefully.

"Eh, do you know, the second miss of our family can't get used to seeing the third miss become the master of the palace, and curse her every day. I have a sister who works there on an errand, and I heard that the second miss is planning a plan and wants to make the third miss whole! ”

"Isn't the third lady in the palace, how can this ......?"

"How do we know about the master's affairs, there must be a way."

Song Jiayao listened, and a sneer burst in her heart. I haven't seen Song Jiarou for several days, and her bamboo garden is much more deserted than such innocent laughter.

Thinking that a few days ago, Song Jiarou ran to her all day long, stuffing her mouth with pastries, and looking at her with a smile, she felt some warmth in her heart.

But the deep palace is like a cage, breaking her wings and binding her in that palace, and I don't know if I can see that innocent smile again.

has not officially sealed the master, and it has already attracted jealousy, Song Jiaqi's heart is really small, but she was defeated, why do you hate her sisters so much?

Song Jiayao and Song Jiaqi have been separated from each other because of the hatred in their previous lives, but Song Jiarou was not wrong, but she was angry for no reason. Although Song Jiaqi's methods are clumsy, they are all indiscriminate tricks, and they are as disgusting as swallowing flies.

Thinking in her heart, she wanted to go and remind Song Jiarou to be careful, but Song Jiayao made up her mind, but Qing'er and the others turned white in fright.

They know their young lady's temperament, and they also know that Song Jiarou has a good relationship with Song Jiayao now. They also like this innocent third lady very much, and now that they know Song Jiaqi's plans, they are naturally angry.

Qing'er wanted to send someone to scold those servants, but was stopped by Song Jiayao. Of course, it's not good to expose other people's whispers, so send them out of the house another day.

Back in Zhuyuan, Song Jiayao spread out her pen and ink, planning to write a letter to Song Jiarou to send.

Halfway through the writing of the desk, Song Anguo came.

"Is there a guest coming to your door today?"

"Lin Gongzi accepted his father's invitation." Song Jiayao saw that the person who came was her brother, so she stopped the pen in her hand and said.

"...... he?" Song Anguo frowned, and his eyes fell on the thing that Song Jiayao was writing. "What is this?"

"A letter to Jiarou, I heard some news today. Besides, I haven't seen her for a few days, and I'm thinking about it. When the time comes, I have to bother my brother to drag someone in. Song Jiayao said with a smile, a little coquettish.

"It's better to let you meet, it's easy to meet before the account is sealed. The weak was officially sealed, and if you want to meet, only the emperor will be gracious. Song Anguo knew that his sister had a good relationship with Song Jiarou and had no hostility towards the third sister, so he thought that his youngest daughter's family always had something to say, and proposed.

Song Jiayao was naturally happy and responded.

Song Anguo quickly arranged for the two to meet in the palace, and it was not difficult to borrow her waist card to enter the palace.

Song Jiayao saw Song Jiarou, but felt that she was a lot haggard, and hurriedly held her hand. said distressedly: "Why have you lost so much weight, but you have lost weight and suffered hardship?" ”

Song Jiarou's originally raised round face was already a little thin at this time, although she added a bit of beauty, but she lost that innocence. Song Jiarou reluctantly pursed her lips and smiled, and said, "It's nothing, it's all things to go through, it's just that there are too many things to learn in the past few days, and I'm a little tired." ”

Song Jiarou's original laughter was from the heart. At this time, the smile was very shallow, and the curvature of the corners of the mouth was perfect, as if it was just a machine. Song Jiayao was so distressed that there was no way.

The woman in this palace, if she is still a little white rabbit, will only be eaten alive. Song Jiarou is not so naïve. But I'm also very tired. These women entered the palace because of this. Before the official title was officially titled, they began to compete for favor, knowing that the emperor would not favor them now, but they still quarreled one by one.

Naturally, some people couldn't get used to Song Jiarou's light appearance, and pointed at her and scolded her for pretending to be high, but Song Jiarou ignored it, which only increased their anger.

Song Jiarou didn't want Song Jiayao to worry, so she could only pretend to be indifferent, so that she knew that she was not the same as before.

Where is not tired? Raising grandma came to supervise them to practice their posture every day, and they had to learn everything about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and even learned to be a female celebrity by themselves. Although the palace is in charge, if a small master doesn't know this, it will also make people look down on it.

Some of them are outstanding, but most of them are proficient in one aspect, and they are very rare, so they have attracted special attention.

Coincidentally, Song Jiarou is a person who is proficient in all kinds of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and when she had nothing to do in her previous life, she picked up these days and studied, and also practiced a good piano.

Nangong Jin is extremely good at playing chess, Song Jiarou always studies various chess games hard in order to defeat him, and her tricks are treacherous, and she has also defeated Nangong Jin a few times, but not many times.

But it is more than enough to deal with these women, Song Jiarou is outstanding among a group of novices, and has been appreciated by Mr. Chess, but because she is the head of the palace, she still wants to accept her as an apprentice, and she can only regret it at this time.

Song Jiarou has admired this chess player for a long time, and when she saw that he had a good impression of herself, she pestered the old gentleman to accompany her to play a few games, and the result was naturally a fiasco, but gradually, Song Jiarou fell behind in fewer pieces.

This kind of Song Jiarou naturally attracts jealousy, so she has suffered a lot of calculations in the past few days, and she is also very tired.

"I'm here this time. One is to meet you. After all, it will be difficult to see in the future. You and I sisters, although there was no intersection in the past few years, but now you are running to me every day, you are gone, and I think you are tight. The second is to remind you that there are crises buried everywhere in the palace, but don't be afraid, the Song Mansion will always stand behind you, if there is anything urgent, you will drag someone to your brother, if you are short of money, just ask me, don't be embarrassed. Third, I learned that the second sister seems to want to calculate you, so you should be careful. Song Jiayao said while holding Song Jiarou's cardamom nails, feeling a little sentimental inexplicably, but it seemed to be the affection of marrying a daughter.

Song Jiarou's eyes turned red. But she couldn't help it, secretly wrote down what Song Jiayao said to herself, patted her hand to tell her to relax, and left, without even saying a word of goodbye.

Song Jiayao was a little surprised that Song Jiarou's attitude was so indifferent. But I didn't expect Song Jiarou to be afraid that she would be reluctant.

Accompanying the king is like accompanying the tiger, the courtiers are like this, and the concubines are the same. What's more, there are so many women in this harem, if she doesn't fight or grab. There are not even bones left to be swallowed.

Song Jiayao noticed Song Jiarou's indifference, and only felt strange but helpless. I reminded it, and it is not a dead sisterhood, but the next thing can only rely on Song Jiaqi alone.

Song Jiayao didn't want Song Jiarou to climb to a high position, she just hoped that she could live happily.

When Song Jiarou returned to her room, she cried for a long time while holding the quilt, and after crying this time, she was considered to be reborn.

Since then, there has been no such innocent Song Jiarou. There is only one cold concubine, Song Jiarou. She knew that what the emperor liked was probably her coldness. All her previous innocence must be put away, make a bright moon, and hang over the emperor's heart, so that she will not easily fall out of favor.

Song Jiayao returned to the house in a carriage, but she was still preoccupied.

She noticed Song Jiarou's indifference, but she didn't know why, but when she felt Song Jiarou's painful struggle, she felt very distressed, and she always had some unspeakable hardships.

Sighing faintly, Song Jiayao had no choice but to secretly pray that her sister could be well in the palace, and she was satisfied.

Originally, I was worried that she would fall in love with Song Jiaqi, but now it seems that Song Jiarou has also grown a lot, and that means can't have any impact.

However, a person's growth has a lot to give, and only by experiencing it unforgettable can it be regarded as truly growing.

Just like Song Jiayao, who experienced such suffering, and was reborn from the fire to practice this iron-clad heart, Song Jiarou must have lived a very painful life.