Xiao Ci prefers the white moon in summer, but in winter she prefers black.
The winter snow has not stopped, but he is still wearing a black cloak, straightening his back, and turning his gaze condescendingly.
Xiao Jingtong, who was sitting in the front, was wearing a thick red fox cloak, and the fluffy collar made his small face even more charming.
Yin Hong's little mouth opened and closed and said: "Today there is a banquet in the palace, what kind of banquet do you want to come to?"
Obviously he didn't like it very much.
"Don't be rude." Xiao Ci scolded lightly and rubbed Xiao Jingtong's head: "Call Auntie."
"Aunt?" Song Qinghuan frowned, unable to understand when she turned from sister to aunt.
Xiao Jingtong turned away his head and hummed softly: "I don't want it."
As he spoke, he pushed Xiao Ci's palm away again, pouted and said, "I don't want to call you aunt, and you are not allowed to let me call you aunt in the future."
As he spoke, he cast his unkind gaze on Song Qinghuan: "You are a bad person, stay away from my father."
"Sister Tong, do you have some misunderstandings about me?"
It turns out that she is such a good child, but it has only been so long now that she has become so hostile to her.
Song Qinghuan gave Xiao Ci a confused look and tried to explain again.
But before she could continue, the little girl pulled the horse's rope, pinched the horse's belly with her short legs, and led Xiao Ciwu into the palace.
Song Qinghuan was left staring.
Xiao Ci entered the palace gate, turned to look at her, and smiled.
She knew Xiao Jingtong from Tuxue Xunmei, but she didn't know how many days she had not seen her, yet she was treating Song Qinghuan like this. You couldn't help but look at me, and I looked at you.
Xunmei couldn't hold back her words and said, "Girl, how come you have offended this little princess? Why do you look at you as if you are an enemy?"
"You're talking too much." Song Qinghuan glared at her displeasedly, then held up an umbrella and asked the palace servants to lead her into the palace for the banquet.
She didn't know where she had offended Xiao Jingtong, but ever since she saved Empress Dowager Jiang and gained her favor, the little girl's temper had become even louder.
Whenever she sees herself entering the palace, her nose is not a nose and her eyes are not eyes.
She could only think that the nun who was serving her was a mouthful and said some things that she shouldn't have said, causing her to misunderstand.
There were still flakes of snow falling in the sky, but there was not much snow on the palace roads, and wearing thick deerskin boots did not feel slippery.
Song Qinghuan has been to the palace many times and is somewhat familiar with the palace's avenues. From the moment he entered the palace gate to the Cining Palace, he saw more and more young and noble ladies on the road, some of whom he knew, some of whom he did not know.
A nod is enough to say hello.
Song Qinghuan took a closer look, and all along the way, he saw that they were all daughters of aristocratic families who had reached their age but were not married, and the wives of each family were not traveling with them either.
It's pretty much the same as what I heard.
Among this group of girls of the right age, Song Qinghuan felt a little embarrassed. Firstly, she was probably the oldest, and secondly, she was the only one who had ever been married.
The closer they got to Cining Palace, the more awkward Song Qinghuan felt. These beautiful girls were probably the same age as the two unmarried princes.
Because of her embarrassing status, she stepped in, as if she was here to set off other girls.
Song Qinghuan is not the only one who thinks this way.
The girls who were invited to the palace banquet today all had the same idea.
Regardless of Song Qinghuan's status, age, appearance, or anything else, if she wants to match the prince who has just grown up, it will be like a leprosy and a toad trying to eat swan meat.
The palace servants introduced Song Qinghuan and the other three girls into the Cining Palace. The palace maid serving Queen Mother Jiang was waiting outside the palace.
As soon as he saw the girls from each family, there was no distinction between high and low. He stepped forward and smiled: "The girls are all here, and the Queen Mother is asking about them."
There is no need to announce it inside, just lead a few people into the hall.
The main hall was full of laughter and laughter, and Queen Mother Jiang was sitting firmly at the top. Queen Wang and several well-known concubines were sitting beside her, and Xiao Wei's biological mother, Concubine Liu Guifei, was also among them.
The girls who had arrived early sat next to each other at the bottom without speaking.
As soon as Song Qinghuan entered the palace, she heard Concubine Liu saying with a smile: "Empress Dowager, Wei'er is not young yet, and there is no serious person in the house who can make decisions. The Empress Dowager has given her a favor, no matter who the girl is, as long as she has a decent family background."
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Empress Dowager Jiang had a pale expression on her face, glanced sideways at Concubine Liu, and pointedly said: "You said the same thing when you were looking for a marriage for your second son, and you chose one girl from the Song family to marry you, but later you said that Song
My daughter doesn't like you, but the Ai family looks pretty good, right?"
Then he asked: "I just don't know what kind of girl suits your heart?"
As soon as these words came out, Concubine Liu's face turned red.
Xiao Wei and Song Qinghuan reconciled. Concubine Liu said a lot of bad things about Song Qinghuan, but she didn't know that Song Qinghuan would eventually become Empress Dowager Jiang's savior.
Queen Wang endured it again and again before suppressing her smile. When she raised her head, she saw Song Qinghuan coming and hurriedly made her face.
"Qing Huan, you're here. The Queen Mother has been saying that she hasn't seen you for a long time."
Then he said: "Hurry up and give Miss Qing Huan a seat."
Four girls were traveling together, and they first gave Song Qinghuan a seat. Although the others looked at her with their eyes, nose, and heart, they had their own thoughts in their hearts.
When Empress Dowager Jiang wanted to suppress Empress Wang, she was happy to support Concubine Liu Guifei and Xiao Wei, but since the mother and son were ignorant, she had plenty of ways to deal with them.
After hearing this, he followed Queen Wang's words and waved to Song Qinghuan: "Come, come, come and sit here at Ai's house."
She looked cold just now, but in a moment, she turned into a kind old lady again: "You little heartless little thing, if the Ai family didn't summon you, you wouldn't know how to come to the palace to have a look at the Ai family."
Song Qinghuan's eyes quickly glanced at the faces of Concubine Liu and the Queen. Knowing that Queen Mother Jiang intended to mess with Concubine Liu and her son, she was willing to accompany them in the show.
With a smile on his face, he walked to Empress Dowager Jiang, said hello, and then said intimately: "Without the carriage sent by the Empress Dowager to pick her up, Qing Huan would be embarrassed to pretend to be a tiger."
He laughed again: "Yipin Ju is currently developing a new pastry. Since we are having a palace banquet today, we are too embarrassed to bring it into the palace to show off our embarrassment. Instead, we will secretly bring it to the Queen Mother to try at Qinghuan tomorrow."
As he spoke, his face turned red again: "If it doesn't taste good, the Queen Mother will have to tell me quietly."
Queen Mother Jiang smiled heartily, stretched out her hand and tapped her: "You little thing."
Song Qinghuan also laughed. He glanced at Concubine Liu from the corner of his eye and saw that her face was turning red, which made her feel better.
Mrs. Yin, who always followed the Queen's lead, couldn't help but sneer, turned to look at Concubine Liu, and asked with a smile: "Sister, I heard that the concubine of the King of Yi is pregnant with twins, so I have to congratulate my sister."
Concubine Liu's face suddenly darkened, and before she could speak, Mrs. Yin changed the topic and said, "Sister, you need to watch more carefully. This low-class concubine is pregnant. Concubine Yao should also work hard."
Well, there is no main concubine in the house, so this concubine is the one who calls the shots."
It was okay not to mention Yao Yuechan, but as soon as Yao Yuechan was mentioned, Concubine Liu could not restrain her emotions even more.
He stood up quickly, with an angry look in his eyes: "I want you to get into trouble.
