"What did the person who sent it say?" She picked up the post on the gift, flipped through it and looked at the signature. It was actually from Song Ying.
She flashed the post to Zhuxiang, "Your future mistress actually gave it to me. What are you doing?"
Zhuxiang's expression remained unchanged and she said calmly, "The mistress of this slave is a young lady. I don't know where this woman came from. She wants to be a mistress, but it depends on whether the master agrees."
This was a wonderful thing, so I didn't take it to heart. Lan Ting also had a lot to do, so there was no need to worry about this kind of thing.
But when Lan Ting came back in the evening, he took the initiative to ask her about it, and said to her with a smile, "Is this Miss Song coming to please you?"
Manmei said strangely, "Shouldn't she be the one with the most power in the harem now? How come she thinks of me?"
Lan Ting touched his chin and thought about it for a moment, smacking his lips, "I don't know, the old man of the Song family has been very warm to me recently. I thought I would have to go through some twists and turns regarding matters in the court, but he actually got it right.
It makes me a little confused.
The mother-in-law also sent a message, saying that Song Ying would now go to greet the Empress Dowager and her every day. She told me to be careful and see if the Song family made any moves.
Even if Song Ying is confused, he can't treat me as a fool. It's too late for him to show his kindness to me now."
Manmei pinched him angrily, "Do you think you are a heartthrob? What if they did it deliberately to confuse you? Now that the Miss Song family is about to enter the palace, who wants to deal with you?"
"It's uncertain about entering the Central Palace. Master Xu would not give up his position in the Central Palace so easily. The Queen was banned from the Central Palace, but it was not abolished. It is said that Zhu Mingjun refused to let go in the secret prison.
He insists that he was framed, and he has no other relationship with the queen at all." Lan Ting rubbed his brows, talking to Manmiao while clearing his mind.
Seeing that he was tired, Manmiao walked over and rubbed his shoulders. Lan Ting pulled her into his arms, touched her belly, and mumbled to himself, "Why haven't you moved yet?"
"It can't be that fast. It's said that it won't move until four or five months." After repeated nourishing, the graceful oval face turned into an oval face, the skin was much better, and the complexion was even more rosy. "It is said that pregnant with
If the child looks good, he is pregnant with a daughter."
She doesn't care about men and women, her daughter is a caring little cotton-padded jacket, and her son is really a bitch when he is 78 or 89 years old.
A few days later, before Lan Ting came back, Uncle Shun came over suddenly. He said to Manmiao, "Miss, please follow me here."
She was pregnant now, and Uncle Shun came to greet her every day, but he never ordered her to do any work. Manmei was very strange. She put down the book in her hand and stood up, "Uncle Shun, what can I do?"
Uncle Shun led the way and said, "The fifth young lady of the Song family suddenly came to visit the prince for some reason. The prince was afraid that the young lady might misunderstand him, so he specially ordered this slave to take the young lady to visit."
"Miss Song Wu?" Song Ying seems not to be the eldest, but the eldest among the legitimate daughters. "What is the origin of Miss Song Wu?"
Uncle Shun turned back and glanced at Zhuxiang, who took a step forward and explained, "Miss Song's maiden name is Song Lin, and she is Miss Song Ying's biological sister. There are only two legitimate ladies in the Song family, and Miss Wu is one of them.
One of them is Miss Song Ying and Song Er."
Manmei's identity is Huangfu Jin. She is not in good health, so she naturally recuperates at Huangfu's house. At present, in the eyes of outsiders, Prince Yi's Mansion is a mansion without a hostess.
"Is this Fifth Miss Song here to see the scene in advance?" Manmiao said in astonishment, "Song Ying can't do it, so we replaced Song Lin. The Song family really thinks that Prince Yi's Mansion is a trash can, and they can throw in whoever they want to come in?"
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While talking, Uncle Shun took Manmiao to a small courtyard with three entrances next to the main courtyard. Instead of entering the main house, he entered a small side room behind the main house.
Uncle Shun opened a wardrobe in the wing room. Inside the wardrobe was a small chair. When he moved the small secret door, he could see two small holes, just enough for peeking and eavesdropping.
Not long after Man Miao sat down, Lan Ting walked in with an old man from the Song family and a shy girl with a smile.
There are all maids and servants in the house, and it doesn't look like they are talking about serious business at all.
Song Quan came over in regular clothes. Miss Song Wu looked well-groomed at first glance. I don’t know why, Manmei had never seen her before, but she always felt a little familiar. It wasn’t about her appearance, but the way she felt.
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Uncle Shun and Zhuxiang were waiting in the room. This was the only hole for peeping, so it was not easy to ask them to come over and take a look.
Song Quan and Lan Ting took separate seats. Miss Song Wu sat quietly next to her father.
After a few words of greeting, Song Quan got down to the topic. The general idea was that Miss Huangfu was ill and there was no one to help the prince take care of the affairs of the house. He also asked the prince to take care of himself.
Lan Ting glanced at Miss Song Wu, who happened to be peeking at him too. The two looked at each other, Lan Ting showed a satisfied smile, and Miss Song Wu saw Feiyun on her face.
The angle of the peephole was just right, and Manmiao could see the expressions of the two people clearly. Lan Ting took advantage of Miss Song Wu's lowered head to shyly take a quick look at the peephole where Manmiao was, winked, and turned his hand.
Put the jade ring on your ring finger and tell her not to worry.
Manmei also touched the ring on her ring finger, feeling very pleased.
That day, it was just a casual mention that couples who are getting married should wear wedding rings to show that they only have each other in their hearts. The next day, Lan Ting found a pair of jade rings, one for each person, and put them on their fingers. Not only did he not take them off,
, and she was not allowed to take it off.
After listening to Song Quan's hint, Lan Ting didn't say anything to the point. Those who play politics would never say anything to the point until the last moment. He changed the subject and praised Miss Song's beauty a few times.
, and said a few words about the old friendship between the Song family and himself.
His words were polite and flirtatious, and he even hinted that he had not yet married his wife. Song Quan laughed so hard that he couldn't even see his eyes, and Miss Song's face turned red like a ripe red cherry.
If Manmiao hadn't known about Lan Ting's plan, just by listening to these words, one would have thought that Lan Ting felt that he was alone and was preparing to win over the Song family as the head wife, marry the fifth Miss Song, and prepare to roll up his sleeves and fight with the emperor!
Listening to their pleasantries, Manmei once again confirmed that she was really not a political person. Even though Lan Ting had often reminded her of some issues, she still felt that she could not speak to a wallflower like Song Quan in a pleasant manner.
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The Song family had an excuse to hold a banquet on March 3, and Song Quan personally invited Lan Ting to attend.
March 3rd is the Si Festival, and modern people cannot celebrate it earlier, but ancient people were very particular about what to do according to the solar terms, and treated every festival with great solemnity.
Lan Ting agreed wholeheartedly, and not only that, he also gave some small gifts to Song Quan and Song Lin.
When Song Lin heard that there was a gift for herself, a sweet smile appeared on her face and she thanked her tenderly. When she leaned over, the towering snow peaks in her collar looked particularly attractive.
