The happy scene of family life in the past can no longer be recreated, only devastation remains.
"Sister Yue...Prince, he...Qinghui will take good care of him in the palace. Don't worry, you and the prince are one family..."
Even though Xie Zhou was sharp-tongued, he couldn't say anything nice at this time.
Seeing Song Huiyue despairing again, thinking that she was still a little girl, she felt so sad that she was speechless.
Song Huiyue smiled faintly: "I can't take care of Qinghui now. Please take care of me, Your Majesty. I'm done with my work, and I'll go and bring Qinghui back."
Xie Zhou was very impressed by what she said and couldn't help but mourn for Prince Jin: "How about you spend the Mid-Autumn Festival with the prince?"
Song Huiyue shook her head: "It's not interesting."
Xie Zhou immediately wanted to slap himself in the face for mentioning the Mid-Autumn Festival.
How can a person with a broken family think about celebrating the Mid-Autumn Festival?
He sneered and said, "Then I'll leave first and come see you later."
Song Huiyue sent him out, and suddenly said to You Song, who had been silent all this time: "You should also go back to the palace, I don't have to guard here anymore."
"Madam," You Song said worriedly, "Zhang Xutang is still staring at you, I'm not here..."
Song Huiyue interrupted him: "He wants to kill me. Kill him today. Don't follow me anymore."
At this point, the smile on her face suddenly disappeared, leaving only gloom: "Let the prince not disturb me, otherwise I will never see him in my life."
After saying that, she turned around and went home, closing the door of Song's house emotionlessly.
Aunt Lin and Tan Ran were still looking at you at a loss. You smiled weakly and asked us to go to bed. You left Song Qinghui's room, picked up a storybook, flipped through two pages, and threw them on the ground.
You yourself slumped down and sat down, feeling extremely tired, so tired that you didn't even have the strength to speak.
Interesting, everything is interesting.
The only thing that can keep you going is not making Song Huiyue as happy as you.
Thinking of Song Huiyue, your eyes suddenly glowed like flames.
At the seventh watch of the next day, David arrived at the door of the Song family and took Zhang Xutang to the Zhang family.
Prince Jin's carriage was parked at the street corner.
King Jin stood motionless next to the carriage. The light in Huang Ting's hand illuminated me. I saw Zhang Xutang walking out of the darkness. He was neatly dressed, but he just returned to the peaceful and happy look of the past.
With a gloomy look on his face, he moved his hand, thinking about pulling you back, but then took his hand back.
I'm afraid.
I'm afraid that Zhang Xutang will only see me all his life.
Even if Zhang Xutang hasn't reached my eyes yet, I still dare to act recklessly.
Zhang Xutang stopped in front of me and said loudly: "My lord, you are wasting your time with me."
King Jin squeezed his hand hard and made an obscure voice: "Does he want you?"
Zhang Xutang shook his head: "You still think you are the prince when you were in Tanzhou."
The look of panic disappeared from King Jin's always calm face. When you were in Tanzhou, you kept away from yourself——
Zhang Xutang stretched out his hand to straighten the ties under King Jin's cloak, and said in a serious voice: "You are well, you are well, you do a small business, you live a big life, goodbye."
Then you followed David's footsteps without any nostalgia, and the emotion was like a cold wind, just blowing away.
King Jin stood there and waited until the sound of Zhang Xutang's footsteps disappeared before he turned around and returned to the carriage. As soon as I sat on the carriage, I stopped trembling and felt like a knife.
I love Zhang Xutang, but I lost you with my own hands.
When Zhang Xutang left the Zhang family, everyone in the Zhang family was so shocked that their eyes popped out of their sockets, and the housekeeper hurriedly ran to report to Zhang Rui.
Zhang Rui laughed it off and didn't take it seriously - Lao Qi is such a stupid and straightforward person, a big lady, and has the ability to do anything.
Therefore, Lai Xinfeng, a popular guest, walked straight in and retreated outside Zhang Xutang's house.
Lai Xinfeng was drinking cold porridge, and her enthusiasm was waning. When I saw Zhang Xutang, I threw the spoon back out of the bowl, making a crisp collision sound.
"Have you eaten yet?"
"Have you."
"What to eat?"
“Cold noodle soup.”
Lai Xinfeng was being polite. The servant brought cold soup noodles and large dishes. You even ate and drank, and you were sweating. Song Huiyue looked at it for a while and asked the servant to give me a big bowl.
The two of them were eating and drinking facing each other. Before Song Huiyue finished eating, cold sweat dripped down her neck, and she moved the chair farther away from Zhang Xutang.
Zhang Xutang will take action if he agrees with you. I looked at your bowl of cold chicken tongue soup and was worried that you would splash it in my face.
The distance was still enough, so I simply stood up, walked to the Yue kiln white porcelain Boshan furnace, uncovered the fairy mountain, took a piece of "Steamed Flowers" incense and placed it under the partition.
Smelling the fragrance of the flowers, I walked quickly to Zhang Xutang's side to see that you were concentrating on eating. You were wearing a silver-white jacket, with a ring of raw hemp under the sleeves, and two silver gauze ribbons to tie your hair.
His face became more and more plain, and when he raised his eyes, his small white eyes were like glowing white gems in the dim candlelight.
Zhang Xutang let me watch and wiped his mouth after eating. Lai Xinfeng thought you would wait for the opportunity, but unexpectedly you were sitting outside the chair and fell asleep, as if you had been up all night.
I couldn't help but said: "If you want to go to Prince Yan's Mansion, he will go with you."
Zhang Xutang stood up in a daze and walked in with me.
It's April, and it's still not very cold in the morning and evening. Song Huiyue should have dressed again and again, but she got carried away and forgot to put on more clothes. Someone around her dared to remind me, so I even got off the carriage and started taking a nap.
Had eight sneezes.
I got a little angry, wondering if David had any cleverness at all. David quickly knelt down to apologize, and I kicked David under the shoulder, knocking David's back to the sky.
When David came back from getting his cloak, Song Huiyue sneezed twice more and coughed once.
I was most afraid of coughing. Once I coughed, the old wounds left outside the water would recur, causing severe pain in my chest. So while kicking cats and dogs, I also had a good look towards Lai Xinfeng, leaving Zhang Xutang that
Madam, drive the carriage for me.
Zhang Xutang was able to ride a horse to hunt, so he thought it was a good idea to drive a carriage, so he immediately took the whip from the driver.
Before King Yan went to court, he immediately returned to the palace to discuss with Song Huiyue and his staff about the return of Concubine Zhang Guifei. Unexpectedly, the right and left waiting all saw Song Huiyue coming, so they were very slow and ordered the queen.
to urge.
The big chamberlain in green clothes was blown out like a wind. A moment ago, the chambermaid was swept back like a wind, and Lai Xinfeng was not brought with him: "Your Majesty, Zhang Qiye fell out of the ditch!"
"What!" King Yan opened his mouth and stared, unable to digest the words of the chamberlain.
The chamberlain answered in detail: "The seventh master's carriage turned outside the river ditch when it passed the Xiaoxiangguo Temple."
King Yan could not believe it: "Where is this Song Huiyue?"
"Seventh Master." The chamberlain hesitated and told the truth, "Seventh Master was knocked upside down outside the carriage and fainted. The Zhang family guards escorted me home."
I said cautiously: "The driver is a big lady."
King Yan took a deep breath and thought that Song Huiyue had brought it upon herself and deserved sympathy.
But after this battle, I finally realized that Song Huiyue is a talent. Now that talent has fallen out of the gutter, I have to express my condolences to Yiqi.
So I turned around and told my subordinates to pick up two baskets of ginseng, deer antlers, Ganoderma lucidum and other things outside the warehouse and send them to Song Huiyue to express my feelings.