Only when Texue responded, Xunmei had already quickly ordered someone to move the seat to Xiao Ci's left side.
Song Qinghuan sat down without squinting, with a normal expression on his face, as if nothing had happened.
She was still sitting next to Xiao Ci, and the husband and wife were side by side.
Xiao Jingtong stood up from the chair in a hurry. He wanted to say something, but he swallowed it again. After a while, he softly hummed and sat down again.
Xiao Jingchuan also raised his eyes and glanced at Song Qinghuan, then lowered his eyes and said nothing.
Xiao Ci's eyes passed over Song Qinghuan, with a smile on his face, and then he said: "It's getting late, it's time to enter the palace after seeing the ceremony."
As soon as he finished speaking, Chun Niang, who was watching her nose and heart, called the maid to spread the futon.
Two futons were laid out, and then a red paint tray was brought up.
Xiao Jingchuan stood up first, took the tea bowl from the tray, lifted the corner of his robe, knelt up and said: "Father, mother, drink tea."
Xiao Ci responded, took the tea bowl, took a sip and then put it down.
Song Qinghuan's back was straight, and he also took the tea bowl. He imitated Xiao Ci's nonchalant response, took a sip, put the tea bowl down, and Xun Mei presented the meeting gift that he had prepared early in the morning.
Xiao Jingchuan accepted it respectfully and thanked him before getting up and giving it to the little maid beside him.
After drinking Xiao Jingchuan's tea to change his mouth, Xiao Jingtong did not move for a long time. He only sat on the chair with his feet in his arms, puffed out his cheeks and looked at Xiao Jingchuan angrily, and cursed: "Traitor."
Xiao Jingchuan didn't say anything and just sat down again.
No one spoke for a while, and the situation became a little awkward.
Chun Niang walked to Xiao Jingtong's side and advised softly: "Princess, please give the prince and princess a cup of tea."
"Disrespectful." Xiao Jingtong's voice rose by two points: "If she is thirsty, won't she drink by herself? I'm not a little maid."
After saying that, he came down in a hurry, pretending to leave.
"Where are you going?" Xiao Ci's tone was cold, his face was solemn, and he was obviously a little angry.
Xiao Jingtong stopped immediately and didn't dare to go out anymore. He flattened his mouth and looked a little pitiful.
He opened his mouth and said: "Father..."
This time it was Song Qinghuan's turn to smile lightly. He glanced at Xiao Ci from the corner of his eye and said lightly: "Your Majesty, Sister Tong is young. If she doesn't want to, let it go. Why force it."
Xiao Jingtong immediately nodded: "Father, listen to yourself, she even said she wouldn't force it."
Xiao Ci glared at Song Qinghuan, who didn't mind the excitement, and said coldly: "Nonsense."
Xiao Jingtong could be indulgent based on his status, but he also had to have a certain temper. He married Song Qinghuan in a serious manner, but this change of attitude was disrespectful to everyone and refused to drink tea.
Song Qinghuan didn't care at all, since she hadn't transitioned from her stepmother status anyway.
Besides, wasn't Xiao Ci enjoying the excitement just now?
Xiao Ci scolded him this time, but he just smiled lightly and still sat upright.
Seeing that something was wrong, Chun Niang hurriedly stretched out her hand to pull Xiao Jingtong, and said softly: "Good princess, it's a good day today, why don't you serve tea first?"
He added: "We are about to enter the palace. If we delay, the prince's face will not look good, right?"
Xiao Jingtong burst into tears and turned around without listening to the advice. He just said: "I don't want it. I have a mother, but she died. She didn't give birth to me or raise me. Why should I call her mother?"
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As soon as these words came out, the scene became even quieter. Xiao Ci frowned and raised his eyes to look at the two little maids who were waiting for Xiao Jingtong. The anger on their faces was enough to make people tremble.
Song Qinghuan lowered his eyes, played with the purple jade bracelet in his hand, and sneered: "Prince, little princess, do you care or not?"
Fortunately, Xiao Jingtong's stepmother was Song Qinghuan. If it had been anyone else, her words alone would have been enough to make people hate her.
How capable can a little girl who hasn't grown up be? No matter what kind of dirty things happen in this deep mansion, no matter how hard she watches and wants to do something, she can always make people seize the opportunity.
And Xiao Jingtong is only five or six years old, so what does he know? How could he say these words if he didn't hear them chewed on his tongue?
Song Qinghuan was really angry. Empress Dowager Jiang was willing to do anything for her own selfish desires, and she was able to place such a person next to Xiao Jingtong.
Xiao Ci also knew clearly that the people around Xiao Jingtong were unclean, yet he chose to be a prostitute and allowed them to lead the child into bad ways.
When she spoke out this time, she also used this matter to make him take care of the two little maids.
Before Xiao Ci could say anything, Xiao Jingtong said with tears in his eyes: "It's none of your business."
Song Qinghuan said nothing and only looked at Xiao Ci.
Xiao Jingchuan also looked up at Xiao Ci.
The dishonesty of those two maids was not something that happened in a day or two. Xiao Ci didn't care about it in the past, but he doesn't know if he will care about it now.
Xiao Ci had a cold face and did not say right or wrong. He just said to Xiao Jingtong: "Tea."
Just two words to express your position.
"I don't want..." Xiao Jingtong cried out, but when he saw Xiao Ci's livid face, he gradually stopped talking.
Even though she was unwilling to give up, she still knelt down on the futon, took the tea bowl from Chun Niang, and said vaguely while holding back her tears: "The father drinks tea, and the princess drinks tea." One of them called the father,
When one is called Princess, the difference emerges again.
Song Qinghuan saw that she was crying pitifully, so he didn't care. He sighed silently, took a sip from the tea bowl, and then stepped on the snow to hold up the greeting gift.
When Xiao Jingtong was helped up by Chun Niang, he was still crying. Although he didn't say anything rebellious, it was obvious that he disliked Song Qinghuan very much.
It was almost time, and he drank the tea. Xiao Ci strode away with a cold face. Song Qinghuan glanced at Xiao Jingtong before following behind.
The couple got on the carriage, and the coldness on Xiao Ci's face dissipated.
Song Qinghuan glanced at him and said sarcastically: "You did a good job in this play."
When the bride entered the house, the wedding bed was not even touched on the wedding night, and the stepdaughter made things difficult for her. The husband looked cold and did not say a word to defend her.
Song Qinghuan, the newlywed, was really in trouble that she couldn't tell, and she was so embarrassed that she died.
But it happened to be the situation that Empress Dowager Jiang wanted to see.
Xiao Ci stretched out his hand and hugged Song Qinghuan. He smiled heartily and did not deny it. He only said: "I have worked hard for my husband, but I don't want you to suffer less when you enter the palace."
Song Qinghuan glanced at him sideways and snorted coldly: "If you want me to suffer less, you shouldn't marry me."
Speaking of which, she was also very angry. She leaned against the wall of the car, deliberately suppressed Xiao Ci's arm, and sighed: "This day has just begun, and it's been so crazy. How can we do this from now on?"
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She also had a lot of headaches. If Empress Dowager Jiang lived one more day, they would not be able to live in peace.
