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Chapter 233

Princess Rouzhen just saw that there was no one in the house, so she came here to play. She had been thinking about Song Youyu in those days, but it was just the old thing.

Over the past year or so, it is not just Song Youyu who has grown up, she has also experienced many things and has become much more stable.

He also clearly understood that it was one thing to be on good terms with the Song family, but if he wanted to marry into the Song family, it was impossible.

Only then can you say those words to make fun of them.

Song Youyu, who had never thought to suddenly come out, heard everything and was startled. His cheeks turned crimson and he coughed a few times without saying a word.

Song Youyu is no longer the young boy he used to be. He glanced over and saw that Princess Rouzhen looked uncomfortable, so he did not mention this incident and only took the food box from the first grade of junior high school.

He smiled and said, "The fresh crabs I just got are plump and beautiful. I sent them here specially to add food to the girls."

After a pause, he looked at Song Qinghuan again: "I want to celebrate that my eldest sister has finally finished embroidering her dowry."

Although Rouzhen was embarrassed, Song Youyu's words made her laugh. When she raised her eyes and saw Song Qinghuan smiling, she started to giggle.

Song Qinghuan gave her a tender look, stood up, took the food box from Song Youyu's hand, took out the two cages of crabs inside, and said in a neutral tone, "Thank you, my little brother, for being so considerate."

Song Youyu said politely: "No need to thank me, my brother-in-law-to-be sent it here."

This time it was not just Rouzhen who laughed out loud, but Song Qingyan as well.

Several girls' families gathered around to have a banquet. Song Youyu didn't want to stay with anyone for a long time. He smiled and went out again.

When Song Youyu came out of Lanyue Pavilion, Rouzhen breathed a heavy sigh of relief. After cleaning her hands, she took a crab and teased Song Qinghuan.

"I wonder if the crabs sent by this prospective brother-in-law are any different from those sent by others? Will they be more fresh and sweet?"

Song Qinghuan reached out and took out the bowl that was given to Rouzhen, and glared at her: "I can't even stop your mouth from eating."

Song Qingyan also chuckled: "Brother-in-law-to-be also wants to celebrate."

A pair of embroidered pillows, which have been embroidered for more than half a year, are finally completed in time for the wedding, but it is not a joy to celebrate.

"Okay, you two, just wait and see. If you have the ability, you won't get married in the future."

The three eldest girls gathered together, drank some honey wine, talked and laughed, and the whole Lanyue Pavilion was filled with joy.

It was already late when Princess Rouzhen left the palace, and it was already dark when she returned.

Song Qinghuan sent her to the second door smelling of alcohol and sighed: "I'm afraid we won't be so relaxed next time we get together."

Since Song Qinghuan has not yet left the palace, Xiaoyun allowed her to make trouble in the palace. When she enters the gate of Prince Rui's palace, there will be many rules, and there are spies everywhere, so no words or deeds can be ignored.

The temper is here.

Not to mention sitting together drinking and chatting like tonight, telling each other's little secrets or embarrassing things.

Princess Rouzhen grew up in the palace. She knew the royal rules better than Song Qinghuan. When she heard her sigh, she also sighed.

"Sometimes, I wish I could marry somewhere far away from Kyoto."

The two of them said this to each other, looked at each other again, and said no more words.

Wu Nian stretched out his hand to help Rouzhen onto the carriage, bowed his knees and bowed to Song Qinghuan, and then followed him onto the carriage.

As soon as the carriage was out of the second door, Song Qinghuan did not follow him. He and Song Qingyan just stood there and watched her leave.

Song Qingyan didn't know whether she still couldn't let go of Wei Yutang, or she felt Song Qinghuan's emotion about getting married.

After Rouzhen's carriage had gone far away and the two sisters were returning hand in hand, she suddenly said: "Sister, I don't want to get married anymore."

Song Qinghuan turned his head to look at her and saw that her cheeks were flushed from drinking the mead.

She curled her lips into a smile and said nothing, just treating her as a drunken remark.

Time can change a person's mind. If she meets someone she wants to marry, she will no longer think so.

Princess Rouzhen also drank a little too much, leaning against the wall of the car and feeling drowsy.

The carriage left the gate of Song's house, and when it was about to get out of the door, it met Song Youyu who was riding back from a social gathering outside.

When Song Youyu saw that the carriage did not belong to the Song family, he knew that the carriage must be filled with Rouzhen, so he hit the horse on one side and said with a smile.

"It seems that the girls are here, and they are even more drunk than the men. They didn't even leave until this hour."

Song Qinghuan hosted a dinner party. When Song Youyu sent two cages of crabs, it was still early and the sun was just about to set. But at this time, the moon was already above the willows, and there would be a curfew in Kyoto for most of the hour.

, the palace door will also be locked.

Rouzhen's eyelids were heavy and she was about to take a nap. When she heard Song Youyu's voice, she woke up and lay down on the small window of the carriage. She raised the curtain and looked at him.

Although the moon was high in the sky at this time, the moonlight was not very bright. She was so dizzy that she could not see his face clearly.

He just smiled and said: "This is called women being inferior to men. Who said women are inferior to men?"

Song Youyu was amused by her remarks.

When he smiled, Rouzhen felt that his brows became softer, so she also smiled.

He leaned against the wall of the carriage and said across the carriage: "Young General Song is fine, why don't you give me a gift."

Then he said: "I have never been out of Kyoto in my whole life. Tell me about Liaodong and let me feel what it means to be there."

Song Youyu also came back from a social gathering. Seeing that there was still some time left under the curfew in the city, he did not refuse.

Da Ma followed the carriage and said: "The land in Liaodong is much poorer than Kyoto. Speaking of which, the most comfortable place is of course Kyoto."

Liaodong is bitterly cold. Song Youyu has been there for so long, so he has a good understanding of it. It is far from comfortable.

Rouzhen sneered and retorted: "How do you feel comfortable in Kyoto?"

Kyoto is the capital of Dali, and it is prosperous under the emperor's feet.

But life is also tiring.

Like Rouzhen, she has good clothes and food, but she has to be cautious in everything, and she can't make the decision on her own.

To put it nicely, she is a princess, but to put it badly, she is just a pawn.

There are two types of chess pieces. Those that are useful are called chess pieces, and those that are useless are called discarded pieces.

In the past, everyone said that the Song family was in decline and looked down upon.

But Rouzhen is sincerely envious of her. If she were born into a family like the Song family, she would probably be much more comfortable than she is now.

Rouzhen had a lot of wine and was a little drunk. Before Song Youyu could answer, she raised the car curtain again and asked Song Youyu: "Little General Song, you haven't found your crush yet, have you?"

Song Youyu looked at her sideways, then remembered what she said in Lanyue Pavilion, and suddenly smiled: "No."

He added: "If the princess falls in love with me at first sight, it may be a little difficult to get married."

"Wow..." As soon as Song Youyu finished speaking, Princess Rouzhen felt her stomach churning. Unable to hold it back, she vomited out the car window.


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