Everyone sat in a row around Manxin Pavilion and talked lively.
Song Huiyue stood alone on the stone steps outside the pavilion, listening with great interest.
These girls usually stay close to home, but when they talk about King Jin, they seem to be lying directly under King Jin's bed.
In the midst of the excitement, Yan Youwei and Yue Huaiyu came.
Everyone met Li together, and Yan Youwei said: "What you said was so lively, I heard your laughter from the other side. What are you talking about?"
Qi Yu was the first to say, "Prince Jin just passed by on the official road, and we started chatting."
"So it's His Royal Highness the Prince of Jin," Yan Youwei clapped her hands, "My father has rushed over and welcomed the prince in. He is now tasting wine in the outer courtyard."
"real?"
"That can still be a lie."
Yue Huaiyu smiled and waved to Song Huiyue: "Why is Sister Song standing alone? Come and talk."
Song Huiyue said quickly: "I'm afraid my mother is looking for me, so I'll go first."
"They were talking about the Baby Sutra," Yue Huaiyu patted the seat next to him, "Sit down, let's talk."
Only then did she show the arrogance of a powerful female family member, and unconsciously ordered Song Huiyue.
Yan Youwei muttered and moved away.
Song Huiyue walked over and sat down, only halfway down.
Yue Huaiyu glanced at her nanny, and then she led the maids and left.
Song Huiyue looked at the dumbfounded Yuanyuan with envy.
A servant who knows how to advance and retreat like this is simply Yue Huaiyu's hands and eyes. It's hard to find a smart person, but Yue Huaiyu has a lot of them.
She was envious in her heart, but she kept her mouth tight and never said much.
She and Yue Huaiyu were in the sky and on the earth, and she didn't know what Yue Huaiyu had to say to her.
Yue Huaiyu smiled and took her hand: "You don't have to be cautious. I'm the same age as you. I was born in the first month of the year. What about you?"
"I am Dongyue."
"When I first arrived here, it felt much hotter than in Beijing, and there were more mosquitoes. Look, my knuckles were all bitten."
Song Huiyue nodded: "There are indeed many."
Qi Yu looked over and interjected: "The bite is most itchy in this place. It will be more severe in July. I can't stay in the house all the time."
Seeing that they had taken away Yue Huaiyu's idea, Yan Youwei couldn't get in the middle of the conversation. She was so angry and annoyed that she couldn't help but take over the conversation: "Sister Song, are your family relying on King Jin to make a living now?"
Song Huiyue raised the corner of her lips and nodded gently: "Yes, it's all because of King Jin Zhouquan that our family can be happy here."
Yan Youwei curled her lips: "Why don't you support yourself? Don't you have a man in your family?"
Song Huiyue smiled but did not answer, and Yan Youwei asked again. Qi Yu quickly stood up: "Let's peel the lotus seeds and eat them. It's interesting and delicious."
Other girls also agreed to go together.
Song Huiyue said: "I won't go. If mother can't find me, I'm afraid she will be anxious."
Someone did come out of the main hall and was looking in their direction from a distance.
Yue Huaiyu stood up and held her arm: "I'll send someone to tell your mother that we can peel the lotus seeds together."
Song Huiyue shook her head, broke away without leaving a trace, and walked forward alone.
Yan Youwei pulled Yue Huaiyu onto the bridge together. Luo Huiniang suddenly stepped forward and said a few words in her ear. She laughed and called Song Huiyue proudly: "So you have a younger brother!"
As soon as these words came out, Song Huiyue stopped, and the people behind him also stopped. The girls who knew Song Huiyue all secretly said something bad.
Song Huiyue's eyes darkened, her dark eyes became cold, but a fake smile appeared on her face.
The scorching sun melted the makeup on her face, and even the lotus leaves curled up in the sun.
"yes."
Yan Youwei said: "Your brother was imprisoned with your father, but he was so cowardly that he was frightened."
"yes."
"What does a fool look like? If you stay with a fool for a long time, will you also become a fool?"
"What do you think?"
Yan Youwei looked Song Huiyue up and down, her eyes widening innocently: "Maybe a little, otherwise how could you really come to the appointment?"
"No, you are wrong," Song Huiyue took a step forward with a cold look, "Actually, my brother is a fool and I am a lunatic."
She took a step forward, Yan Youwei took a step back, and the others also took a step back. The sound of fish splashing in the lotus made other people's hearts beat wildly.
The wind passed between the arms of the two people who were next to each other, and the two sleeves like clouds and mist each raised back, dividing them into two parts.
Yue Huaiyu smiled and took Song Huiyue's hand: "Sister Youwei is innocent and innocent. We are much older and more tolerant. Don't argue with her."
Song Huiyue didn't look back, shook off her hand, and took another step forward. Yan Youwei was so startled that her steps were chaotic, and she couldn't help but said: "What do you want to do!"
"I'm going crazy!"
Song Huiyue suddenly stretched out her hand, grabbed her bun with one hand and the skirt of her clothes with the other, and pushed her hard under the bridge. With a loud snap, Yan Youwei threw herself into the lotus mud, causing a scream.
Qi Yu's voice was particularly loud: "She hit someone again!"
The lotus can grow out of the mud without getting stained, but Yan Youwei cannot.
Yue Huaiyu looked at the surging water, his pupils trembled, he quickly calmed down, and ordered his mammy to fish out people in an orderly manner, and asked the maid to prepare hot water quickly.
Luo Huiniang covered her mouth, listening to the chaotic shouts in her ears, and looked at Song Huiyue in disbelief.
A commotion was heard in the main hall, and a group of colorful women spewed out from the narrow door and came straight towards the crowd.
Mrs. Yan came over first, and she saw Yan Youwei in a panic, soaked to the skin, covered in mud, with broken lotus leaves stuck in her hair.
The pond was even more messy, with lotus flowers lying down and large pieces broken.
Yan Youwei coughed like she was gagging, trying to spit out the muddy water she had choked in. She was trembling while coughing, her eyes were red, and she wished she could eat Song Huiyue alive.
She choked on the water, was frightened, and was embarrassed.
"I told you not to be naughty, lest you fall into the water." Madam Yan forced a smile and arranged for her servants to say, "Why are you still standing there in a daze? Take the girl to change quickly!"
Yan Youwei let her nanny hold her and cried as she walked: "It was Song Huiyue who pushed me."
Mrs. Chen's heart skipped a beat and she quickly stood up: "Clumsy girl..."
Mrs. Yan glanced at Song Huiyue, who was expressionless, and interrupted her: "These little girls will make noises and quarrels whenever they get together. It's not a big deal, and don't stand under the sun. The ceiling
If you can't stand the heat, let's go have some tea."
After saying that, he pulled Song Huiyue irresistibly: "My clothes are all in a mess, let's go to another courtyard to sort them out."
Mrs. Chen quickly stepped forward to block Mrs. Yan: "Madam, if she did something wrong, I will never cover her up, and you don't have to cover it up for her. Just tell her the whole story clearly here, and let her explain it in front of all the ladies.
You admit your mistake."
Before she became a widow, she had also experienced it in the back house. How could she not understand these little thoughts.
When Song Huiyue left like this, what was reasonable became unreasonable.
With so many ladies present, how would you spread the word?
Marriage, which is already difficult, is made even more difficult.
Besides, she understands her nature and will never quarrel with others casually.