In the main room, Mrs. Liang took Song Jingya and Song Yuxi to meet the housekeepers at home, and taught them how to manage Zhonggui and handle household affairs. Even Mrs. Liang told the two girls without reservation how to deal with the concubine.

Although Song Yuxi was a concubine, she had been separated from her aunt for so many years and had long been estranged. In addition, Mrs. Liang had always been very kind to her, so she became closer to Mr. Liang.

Song Yaxin smiled and said: "Without fifth sister, dad has no excuse to go to Aunt An's yard anymore."

Song Yuxi also said: "Aunt An was so arrogant a while ago, but I was still a mother and didn't care. I was just waiting here."

Liang said: "The more you encounter this kind of thing, the more you must stay calm, identify the opportunity, and don't leave any room for action once you make a move. Once you deal with the thorn, others will look at it, and they will naturally consider themselves.

You will be able to live in peace from now on. Also, don’t use tears like this casually. If you cry too much, they will be worthless. When you go to your husband’s house in the future, if you encounter any grievances, don’t just cry in front of your husband.

You can write to Mom and she will find a solution for you."

She, Yaxin, hugged Mrs. Liang's arm and said coquettishly: "I know, mother! The third sister said before that she would support me and the second sister!"

Hearing this, Mrs. Liang also laughed and said: "It's okay to go find your third sister. She has always been successful. I saw Prince Su being fascinated by her. You should also learn how to deal with those people."

The concubine is secondary, but capturing the husband's heart is important."

Song Yaxin and Song Yuxi both blushed and nodded.

They would have been embarrassed to hear this kind of words before, and they probably wouldn't understand it after hearing it. But now that the wedding date has been decided, they feel more and more frightened and uneasy. The more times like this, the more they can listen to such words of experience.

Go into your heart.

In Sanqing Temple, Li Zhao has been tortured very badly recently.

Originally, he was thinking of asking Song Qingyue to come over and spend some time alone with her on the pretext of helping his mother, so that she could get to know him and get closer to him as soon as possible.

But the way she didn't refuse and definitely didn't take the initiative really left him confused.

Seeing her every day with a cold, business-like attitude and an attitude that didn't even notice his thoughts made him feel heartbroken and uncomfortable.

Sometimes he really wished he could be like his father and cook the rice directly, so as to strengthen his husband's relationship and avoid being led by a little girl.

That morning, after listening to the Taoist priests reciting sutras and skipping the gods, Song Qingyue presented another volume of sutras that he copied last night. Li Zhao invited her to go to the back mountain together after lunch.

Song Qingyue nodded in agreement. After lunch, she appeared at the back gate of Huangjue Temple with her two nuns.

Li Zhao looked at the two elderly nuns with mean and serious faces and felt it was an eyesore. Wouldn't it be inconvenient to hold hands with them around?

He said: "It's great that you brought that girl named Feng Jiu with you. She has some skills. If you fall and get touched, she can carry you back. I think these two nuns are both old and can walk on mountain roads.

What?"

Song Qingyue lowered her head and said: "My father told the nuns that they must follow me at all times. Your Highness, don't make it difficult for them."

Li Zhao grinded his back molars. This was because Mr. Song was worried about him.

Then he must be unruly!

Li Zhao deliberately chose an extremely difficult road. At first, Song Qingyue was panting and clenching his teeth to follow, but refused to hold his hand and walked all by himself. But when he reached a certain mountain stream, he even found a bluestone road.

It was too late, and the two nuns who were following behind had long been unable to keep up, and fell behind and disappeared.

Song Qingyue stepped on a smooth stone and almost slipped. At the critical moment, Li Zhao reached out to fish it out and took it into his arms.

The little beauty came closer to take a closer look, and the more she looked at it, the more beautiful she felt. The dough was like a peeled egg, white and smooth, which made people want to lower their heads and kiss her, but Song Qingyue turned her head to avoid it with incomparable agility.

Li Zhao was a little embarrassed and asked angrily: "What are you hiding from? Is this prince so unwelcome to you?"

"I'm not waiting to see you!" Song Qingyue said angrily.

"Look, you don't want to see me now."

Li Zhao held her in his arms without letting go, and rather ruthlessly stretched out his hand to pinch her face. His hands were extremely strong, and with a gentle pinch, Song Qingyue screamed in pain.

"It hurts, it hurts! Li Zhao!"

Song Qingyue glared at him.

Li Zhao raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Oh, I thought Miss Song was an emotionless puppet."

Song Qingyue felt that she couldn't bear it anymore, so she struggled fiercely, and finally became so angry that she jumped into the mountain stream regardless.

Li Zhao never expected that she would resist so fiercely. He was so frightened that he froze for a moment. Before he could catch her, he watched her jump into the mountain stream.

At this time, Li Zhao could only ignore everything, took off his coat and jumped into the water.

The water in the mountain stream was so fast that it was impossible to catch anyone.

The two of them drifted down the current until they slipped into a crystal clear pool downstream.

The pool looks shallow, but is actually very deep. Not to mention that a tall man like Li Zhao cannot step on it, and even a two- to three-meter-long bamboo pole cannot reach the bottom.

Seeing no one, he was so anxious that he wandered around in the water. It took him a long time before he saw Song Qingyue's little head rising and falling in a gentle place not far away. After seeing clearly, she was actually swimming towards the shore, and she was still swimming well.

She was extremely skillful and soon swam to the shore. She climbed up on the shore and then waited for him on the shore with a calm face.

Li Zhaosong sighed, raised the corners of his lips, and swam over. When he was near the shore, Song Qingyue took off her leather short boots for walking on mountain trails and threw them in his face.

Li Zhao turned his head to avoid it and cursed: "Hey, you little shrew!" He turned around, dived into the water, and helped her pick up the shoes ashore. Otherwise, how could she go back without any shoes to wear?

When he also climbed ashore, several guards from the palace emerged from nowhere and immediately handed Li Zhao back the robe he had just taken off.

Song Qingyue was startled, thinking that these people had been following behind just now, right? The legendary secret guards? They didn't notice anyone was following them just now. Their strength was so scary!

Seeing that she was still in the mood to look at the male guards, Li Zhao immediately darkened his face, unfolded his dry robe, and covered her head.

"what you do?"

Song Qingyue stuck her head out of his robe, but he pushed it back with a slap, and scolded: "You want to see me change my clothes?"

"rogue!"

Song Qingyue retracted into her outer robe and waited.

Li Zhao took off his wet clothes, and one of the guards changed his dry clothes to him. He glanced at Song Qingyue, hesitated for a moment, and felt that he could not accept her wearing clothes worn by other men.

So he asked one of the guards to go back to get clothes, and asked another guard to get angry. He hugged Song Qingyue into his arms, and simply held her here and waited. Anyway, with him holding her, there was no need to worry about her catching a cold.

Seeing her sitting in his arms as honestly as a quail, Li Zhao finally felt at ease. He scratched the tip of her pointed nose and said with a smile: "Little shrew, I didn't know you could swim."

water?"

Song Qingyue rolled her eyes at him: "You know me very well?"

"Well, I know better than you think." Li Zhao said quite proudly.

"You planted spies in my house!"

"Haha." Li Zhao neither admitted nor denied, "Tell me, when did you secretly learn to swim?"

"If you haven't learned anything, you will be born with it." Song Qingyue told the truth.

Li Zhao lowered his head and was startled when he saw her cat-like crystal clear light brown pupils.

"Don't believe it? Have you ever seen a young lady learn to swim?"

Song Qingyue spoke eloquently and confidently. Li Zhao felt happy when he saw her lively expression on his originally cold and evasive face. Looking into her pair of charming and angry black eyes, his heart throbbed again, thinking

He lowered his head to kiss her, but she blocked him with her robe and hid like a turtle.

Li Zhao clicked his tongue bitterly and cursed with a smile: "Little shrew!"

In the side room in the backyard of Sanqing Temple, a group of maids and maids looked at the palace guards who came to ask for the third girl's clothes with fear and fear. They even wanted to die. Is the prince of the palace so impatient?

These girls haven’t even had haircuts yet! It’s really dangerous. If the master knew about this, would he skin them?

Fortunately, within half an hour, Song Qingyue was brought back by His Highness the Crown Prince in person, with all her beard and tail intact. Except for her hair being a little wet, everything else looked fine.

The hot water for bathing has been prepared. When the two nuns gave Song Qingyue a bath, they also paid special attention to whether there were any "special marks" on the girl's body. Amitabha Infinite Heavenly Lord blessed her. It was okay, okay, it seemed to be fine.

Let’s temporarily believe His Royal Highness the Crown Prince’s statement that he “just accidentally fell into a pool of water.”
Chapter completed!