After the incident of the ruined temple outside the city, Song Shuwan did not see Pei Huan for three days. At the same time, the news about the engagement between the young princess and the prince of Prince Yong's palace spread, and many people mentioned the original Princess Jingyang.
"They are both princesses. Why did the emperor directly marry the little princess, but Princess Jingyang decided to become a nun? I heard that something happened to Princess Jingyang when she left. I wonder what's going on now?"
"Yes, they are both royal princesses. The difference between the two is huge."
In Mingyin Tower, Song Shuwan listened condescendingly to the discussion, her eyes slightly turned, and her gaze fell on Zhen Yuan who was drinking opposite.
"The story I told you before tomorrow morning was quite interesting. Miss Zhen invited me here again today. Is there a similar story?"
Zhen Yuan blinked: "A similar story? That's not true, but I heard that the Crown Prince has been very busy recently. I wonder if the Crown Princess knows what he is busy with?"
Song Shuwan glanced at Zhen Yuan, a little funny, she was looking for information from her.
"I would like to know. Unfortunately, what the prince is doing outside the home, he never mentions it when he returns home. On the other hand, Miss Zhen, I am quite curious about your relationship with Mr. Wen."
While she was talking, Song Shuwan's eyes fell outside the private room, at the door of the first floor, where Wen Yixiu and a boy happened to appear.
Zhen Yuan also saw Wen Yixiu, and the expression on his face suddenly changed a little, but he quickly suppressed it again.
"What's the relationship between Mr. Wen and I? We just knew each other once. Alas, the drinks at Mingyin House are getting worse and worse. I won't come next time."
Zhen Yuan said, throwing the wine bottle aside, as if he wanted to prove what he said.
Song Shuwan saw this and raised her eyebrows slightly. Zhen Yuan and Wen Yixiu must have something. It's really strange. How did Zhen Yuan and Wen Yixiu... come together?
There were deep questions in her mind, but not a word came out of her mouth.
After Mingchen came on stage, Zhen Yuan listened intently to the story. When Mingchen came off the stage, she left quickly.
Song Shuwan noticed that Wen Yixiu left behind Zhen Yuan.
The sight of the two people standing in tandem also attracted many people who came to listen to the book.
"Then Miss Zhen and Mr. Wen are really destined to meet each other in Mingyin Tower every time."
"Who says it's not the case? If Miss Zhen hadn't come here first, I would have suspected that Miss Zhen fell in love with Mr. Wen, and that's why she did all this."
The people below were talking a lot, and when they came to some details, they looked at each other with meaningful eyes.
Song Shuwan looked at it, a coldness flashed in her eyes, Zhen Yuan was right, the story of Mingyin Tower was indeed getting more and more ugly.
She thought about it and said, "Tao'er, let's go."
"yes."
Tao'er followed suit.
As soon as the two of them walked downstairs, several figures appeared at the door. It was the noble ladies from the capital who appeared surrounded by Princess Huayang.
Song Shuwan faced them, but before she could say anything, Princess Huayang snorted coldly: "I wonder why my eyelids kept twitching when I got up this morning. It turns out that I am going to meet something unlucky."
Song Shuwan smiled slightly: "Princess Huayang, are you talking about me? It's really unlucky to not know the rules and respect."
Princess Huayang's expression suddenly changed: "Who do you think doesn't understand the rules and respect?"
Song Shuwan raised her eyebrows: "Why, what I said is not clear enough? Tao'er, explain it to Princess Huayang."
Tao'er saluted and stepped forward and said: "Although you are the princess, my mistress is the imperial concubine and the emperor's royal concubine. When the princess meets my mistress, she must salute her, not here..."
"Snapped!"
Princess Huayang slapped Tao'er on the face with her backhand.
Song Shuwan's expression darkened, and she quickly stepped forward to support Tao'er: "Princess Huayang is so majestic. It seems that the marriage contract between Prince Yong's Mansion and the little princess gave the princess a lot of confidence. It's a pity that Princess Jingyang's
, I wonder if she has ever thought that she would be so ignored by the princess?"
When talking about Princess Jingyang, Song Shuwan lowered her voice so that the people around her could not hear her words, but Princess Huayang's expression changed and she subconsciously took a few steps back.
"You, why did you mention her? Don't think..."
Before Princess Huayang finished her question, she suddenly reacted: "What the Crown Princess taught me is that I ignored the existence of Mrs. Gaoming, so Huayang is polite."
Song Shuwan looked at Princess Huayang who was saluting, with regret flashing in her eyes. She also said that what she said just now had stimulated Princess Huayang to say something unscrupulously.
Facts have proved that her thinking was too simple. The former Princess Huayang is completely different from the current Princess Huayang.
"Princess, there is no need to be polite. If there is nothing to do, I will leave first. Oh, the drinks and stories at Mingyin House are very good. Princess Huayang can try more."
After leaving a message, Song Shuwan took Tao'er away, but when she passed by Princess Huayang, she flicked her finger and an almost invisible puff of powder fell on Princess Huayang.
How could she let go of someone who hit her so easily?
"There is a box of ointment in my room. You can use it to wipe your face when you get back."
Tao'er nodded, her cheek being beaten was already red and swollen, and she looked very pitiful.
Song Shuwan touched her head but didn't say anything.
Hou Mansion.
Pei Huan entered the Qingzhu Courtyard in a wheelchair. Mr. Hou and Mrs. Hou were in the house. A few steps away was Pei Ji, the second son of the Hou family. He was getting fatter now, but the fierceness on his face was still clear.
"Hey, Prince Pei is willing to come to Qingzhuyuan today? I also said that you have to stay in Qingfengyuan forever, but that's right. If you are disabled, you have to guard your own one-third of an acre. Only in this way can you be safe."
When the Marquis saw Pei Huan, he started to speak sarcastically.
Mrs. Hou stepped forward and wanted to pull Pei Ji away from him.
With a "pop" sound, Pei Ji knocked her hand off and said viciously: "I'm so comfortable sitting here, who dares you to touch me, get out of here!"
Pei Huan lowered his head. He couldn't see Pei Ji's face clearly, but the outline could still be seen vaguely. In his impression, although Pei Ji was fat, he didn't look like he was sitting in a ball on the ground.
Thinking of Pei Ji's vicious temper, Pei Huan narrowed his eyes: "Such a waste, if you want him to inherit the position of Marquis of Dingyuan, will the emperor agree?"
Pei Huan just asked a simple question, but in the ears of the Marquis, it became evidence that he wanted to rob.
The Marquis sneered: "You are not allowed to inherit the throne, but you are not allowed to inherit it? I tell you that the position of Dingyuan Marquis will never have anything to do with you."
Pei Huan straightened his sleeves and said, "I don't care about the position of Marquis Dingyuan. I came to see you today for another reason."
The Marquis put one hand behind his back and said arrogantly: "If you want to ask me to help you, I tell you, don't waste it..."
Pei Huan interrupted him: "Master Jing, I leave it to you."
More than a dozen Imperial Guards rushed into the house and quickly held down Mrs. Hou.
Jing Ming fell behind and said very politely: "Master Marquis, the Forbidden Army is handling the case. Please cooperate."
