Song Huaian looked at Xiao Xiang and nodded as if she didn't understand, and also stood up.

"I'm a little tired today, so I'm going to take the lead."

After Song Huai'an finished speaking, he nodded to Kou Wan, and then walked out of the courtyard, behind him were a few scattered voices of congratulations to Princess Jing, as well as the kind smile of Mrs. Shangguan.

Xiao Xiang glanced behind her in displeasure.

"Was Madame too polite to them?"

Song Huai'an glanced sideways at Xiaoxiang beside him and smiled silently.

"People are very polite to me."

"You're welcome? They should be respectful to their ladies. ”

Song Huaian listened to Xiaoxiang's words and didn't refute anything, if it was true according to his status at this time, but Song Huaian didn't want to do it, it wasn't that Qingfeng Mingyue didn't like it, but he didn't want to.

She always felt that everything she had now was like a hot air balloon floating in the sky, and one day the fuel burned and she would have nothing.

It's better not to get used to that kind of dignity.

She is just a Song Huai'an in the world.

When she walked out of the mansion, Song Huai'an asked the faint cinnamon fragrance again, she looked at the grove not far away, the pale fine flowers were not conspicuous, hanging in the craggy branches, a little cute and a little depressed.

"If Madame likes it, the palace will be planted tomorrow."

Xiao Xiang looked at the tree, her expression was very calm, she didn't think it was good, it just smelled good, and she said again when she thought of the taste.

"If Madame likes this fragrance, I will let my senior brother concoct it tomorrow."

Song Huaian suddenly laughed when he heard this.

"You girl, this is the laurel tree, what if I like the moon and the stars?"

Xiao Xiang was very puzzled when she heard this, is this difficult.

"At night, Xiaoxiang will accompany his wife to watch......"

Song Huai'an: "......"

She doesn't know if she underestimated or overestimated this little Lori, in short, she successfully admitted defeat.

"Don't say it, I don't like anything, hurry back home, I'm tired-"

It's not the hardest thing to deal with those people, it's rare to maintain dignified and careful wording, it's really ......

She'll never answer a post again.

At this time, in the autumn banquet, the eldest princess left not long after Song Huai'an left, and also left with the embroidery given by Shangguan Wanru.

Without these people, several young ladies boldly gathered around to talk about Princess Jing, who left the table early.

"I heard that she was just a peasant girl, but she got this opportunity because she rescued the Queen Mother before......"

"Just looking at the words and deeds, it is indeed a little vulgar, not much like a woman from a big family."

"This is the answer to that sentence, fly up the branches......"

The young lady didn't say anything more, but the girls looked at each other and laughed snickering.

Shangguan seemed to be sitting beside her mother at this time, and she had lost her well-behaved and weak expression, she held the tea in her hands, and looked at the laughing ladies calmly.

Flying branches become phoenixes?

As everyone knows, that's also the ability of sparrows.

"Seeing that Song Huai'an is not particularly shrewd, he is somewhat relieved for his mother."

Mrs. Shangguan touched the top of her daughter's hair, her eldest daughter is not only smart and beautiful, but also thoughtful, originally the lord wanted her to go to the palace for the draft, but who knew that this girl actually stopped His Royal Highness King Jing.

"How is King Jing doing to you these days?"

It is rumored that the prince has not stepped into the side concubine's room so far, and Mrs. Shangguan does not believe this.

Her baby daughter, so beautiful, as long as she is a normal man, how can she not think about it?

Shangguan put down his teacup and looked at his mother with a smile.

"Mother, don't worry, the prince treats me very well, but the prince has always been cold and not good at expressing himself."

Madam Shangguan nodded when she heard this, since the case of the Admiral of the Nine Gates, who in Wujing City does not know how gentle that King Jing is on his face, but how ruthless he actually is.

"Don't worry, rest assured for my mother, but you, be more considerate on weekdays, catch the heart of the prince, and grind that Song Huai'an well, my daughter will be the mistress of Jingwangfu......"

Shangguan Wanru couldn't help but smile when he heard this.

The hostess of the Jingwang Mansion.

That position, of course, belongs to her......

Mrs. Shangguan looked at her daughter's delicate smile, and her heart was also comforted, she remembered the greeting post sent by the Mighty Marquis Mansion a few days ago.

"Daughter, can you come out and lie down again in three days?"

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Song Huai'an fell asleep in the carriage, and when she returned to Jingwang's Mansion, she vaguely felt that she was being carried back to the house by Xiaoxiang again, and then Kou Jingyu seemed to come back from outside and asked Xiaoxiang something, but Song Huai'an was confused and couldn't hear clearly.

It seems to be "those people ......", "Shangguan ......", "Kou Wan......" or something.

In short, it is not very important to her.

By the time she woke up, it was already waning, and there was no one in the room.

She called out to Xiaoxiang, but there was no response, but the maid who was guarding outside pushed the door and came in.

"What do you command, Madame?"

"Get me some water, I'll take a bath."

Song Huai'an pressed her drowsy head, now that her days are better and more leisurely, her whole person is becoming more and more depressed, and she often has no energy because she has slept for a long time.

Several maidservants were ordered to retire, and soon the bucket of petal hot water was ready, Song Huai'an soaked in the barrel, remembering the agreement with the late mother, that is, the eldest princess.

Three days later, Yan Tea House.

I heard Kou Wan say that she is usually there to deal with the affairs of the shop now.

Speaking of shops, she didn't know what happened to Jinbao after she left Ningzhou.

After Song Huai'an took a bath, he was in a lot of energy, changed his clothes, and left the Jingwang Mansion alone.

She didn't have anything special, but it was rare that Kou Jingyu was not there, and she just wanted to go out for a walk.

Listening to Shangguan Wanruo's meaning, it seems that she and Kou Jingyu had a time and had some affection.

It's just that Kou Jingyu has always been strict-mouthed, and never mentioned the people and things of her side concubine in front of her.

Actually, why bother, she wouldn't want to die or live with him, this or that.

Song Huai'an bought a sugar-hearted baked cake on the street, and sighed helplessly while eating.

In the evening, the crowd was moving, and the shops along the street were also lit up, Song Huaian mixed in the crowd, looking at the shops on both sides, but he didn't check for a while and tripped over something and almost fell.

"You girl, why are you walking so carelessly, ouch my books-"

Almost fell and was counted down for a while, Song Huaian looked at the person who spoke.

Dressed in a short shirt, there were holes in his dirty clothes, looking like an unemployed man, but seeing him protecting the bookbasket that she had just knocked down, Song Huaian touched his chin.

"Could it be that you are a scholar?"

The young man in the short shirt was not happy when he heard it, and his eyebrows were cold.

"You short-sighted woman, what is it difficult to do, where are you not like a scholar?"

Song Huai'an looked at his dirty face and overstretched clothes, and tilted his head sideways in confusion.

"Okay, scholars, everyone is going to Beijing to take the exam, what are you...... Asking for food in Beijing? ”

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