Xiao Wei was full of anger when he came, and even more angry when he left.
Qianyunju is filled with gloom and gloom, and no one dares to express their cautious atmosphere.
Song Qinghuan slammed the door of the house with a loud bang, entered the inner room, and pulled Xiao Ci out. He said angrily: "Didn't you say that you can't repay the kindness of saving your life? I don't want you to pledge yourself to me. You can do it for me." I will make Xiao Wei..."
The word "death" was stuck in his throat, but he couldn't spit it out for a long time. Song Qinghuan was so choked that he couldn't breathe. He stamped his feet and cursed silently: "Trash."
There was a long pause before he said viciously: "Crippled."
Xiao Ci reluctantly poked his head out of the warm and fragrant quilt. Thinking of the shining silver scissors, he felt his head tighten. He blinked and shook his head in a most serious manner: "I feel that I have to take care of myself." It’s good to agree, and I won’t suffer at all!”
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Song Qinghuan is not a soft persimmon who can be manipulated at will. Xiao Wei asked her to enter the palace to wait for her illness, which was obviously to be sent to his biological mother for training.
She is not stupid, why would she want to enter the palace?
If she wanted to kill or maim Xiao Wei, she could just talk about it. With her current abilities, she definitely couldn't do it. She just felt unhappy.
When he raised his eyes, he saw Xiao Ci smiling but not smiling. His face darkened and he turned around and went out to tell Ta Xue: "Get the car ready, I want to go back to the Marquis Mansion."
Texue's face was swollen yesterday after being beaten by Yinyange's wife. She rubbed her head with eggs several times during the night and it felt better today.
Hearing this, he didn't agree very much. He just returned home yesterday, and now he went back to the Marquis Mansion. Wouldn't it be a joke? It can be seen that Song Qinghuan looked bad, and he thought about what happened last night and this morning. If he didn't agree, he would be there. He swallowed the words on his lips and personally ordered the little maid to deliver the message.
All that Qianyunju could call were the dowries of the Song family. The little maid left quickly and came back quickly. She only looked unhappy and said stumblingly: "The other person in the stable said that the carriage in the mansion today They are all useful, I'm afraid I can't send the girl back to the Marquis' Mansion."
How can there be any secrets in such a big mansion? Song Qinghuan's sneak attack on Xiao Wei in the morning has been spread all over the place. Even if the people below are not flattering, they don't dare to go against Xiao Wei at this juncture.
Grandma Sun was trying to persuade Song Qinghuan not to go back in a hurry. When she heard the little maid came to report her, she looked solemn and continued to persuade: "The one who will suffer in the future will be the one who suffers from the quarrel between the princess and the prince. Why don't you give in to my soft-spoken and angry colleague?" Your Majesty, if you apologize and say nothing else, it will be good as long as we can live in peace and harmony in the future."
Tuxue Xunmei was directing the little maid to clean up the mess in the house, but Xiao Ci, who had lost a lot of blood last night, was nowhere to be seen.
Song Qinghuan stood in the corridor wearing a bright red tangled flower dress.
Nowadays, she is no longer the cowardly character of her original owner. She said with a slightly disdainful expression: "The prince hates me so much. Do you think I can just apologize to him and he will treat me differently?"
He sneered again: "Even if I don't cause trouble, there will always be trouble to provoke me. Is it possible that I will have to swallow my anger and accept humiliation for the rest of my life?"
Without waiting for Grandma Sun to continue to persuade, she added: "Since the carriage in the mansion has other uses, then go rent one. If you can't rent one, then let's walk back. In the end, we will lose the face of the Yiwang Palace." ."
Grandma Sun was an old man and she always thought peace was the most important thing and advised her to be more tolerant. However, she followed Song Qinghuan's lead and immediately went to organize things.
After a period of commotion in Qianyunju, everything calmed down again.
The door of the house was closed tightly. Xiao Ci, dressed in black clothes that were already rotten, jumped down from the beam and looked at Song Qinghuan's leaving figure through the gap in the window. He couldn't help but feel a bit of deepness on his face.
He reached out to cover the wound in front of him. Apart from a slight pain, he felt no other discomfort.
If the dignified Princess of Yi wanted to return to her parents' home, she would have to rent a carriage or walk back.
Song Qinghuan was not afraid of losing this person, but Yao Yuechan was.
Doting on concubines and destroying wives has been despised by people since ancient times. It is a joke that she entered the palace on the same day as the daughter of a minister, and now it is even more obvious that it cannot be true.
No matter how unhappy he was, he still asked someone to quickly arrange a carriage.
Waiting for Song Qinghuan at the second gate was Feishuang beside Yao Yuechan.
This maid had an upright temperament. She saw that Song Qinghuan had no nose, no eyes, and her words were neither yin nor yang: "If the princess wants to go out, she should tell her in advance. The carriages in the mansion are limited and cannot be supplied. The princess also
If you want to rent a car but also want to walk, wouldn't it be embarrassing for our master?"
Song Qinghuan was holding Xunmei's hand and preparing to get into the car. Hearing this, he turned to Feishuang and asked her: "This princess is still alive and well, so your master has become the head of the palace instead of me?"
Feishuang was choked by these words, biting her lip and explained: "That's not what I meant, slave. Yes, our master originally wanted to go out today. Hearing that the princess was in a hurry to go out, he specially gave the carriage to you.
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Song Qinghuan remained silent, only looked Feishuang up and down, and sneered in his heart. The two maids beside Yao Yuechan were quite funny.
She stared at him for a long time, until Feishuang's scalp went numb, and then she got on the carriage.
Xunmei turned around and smiled softly: "It's really a good time to shoot an arrow with chicken feathers. Dali has its own rules. How can there be chaos in the main room and the side room."
Feishuang was taught a lesson, and his face turned green and white. Seeing that the carriage was far away, he finally said, "What the hell."
The carriage left the Yiwang Mansion and turned into Liuzhu Street, where it moved slower and slower.
It was already late when I left, but now I was catching up with the crowd. The carriage stopped and stopped, which made Song Qinghuan drowsy.
When I left the house, I was in a hurry and didn't buy anything. Texue stayed at the palace to guard the gate, while Xunmei was kicked out of the car to buy snacks.
Song Qinghuan leaned against the wall of the car, feeling very tired. Before getting married, she thought that after entering the palace, she would not hear anything outside the window, and she would just be a transparent person, as long as she had food and clothing.
But after these two days, she realized that this idea was simply too naive. If she really wanted to live a comfortable life, she had only two options.
The first is to win Xiao Wei's heart and firmly secure the position of the concubine; the second is to leave the Yiwang Palace, break up with Xiao Wei and become self-reliant.
But according to Xiao Wei's inexplicable disgust for her, the first option is definitely not feasible, so there is only the second option, but Yuci's marriage is not easy to cancel.
With all kinds of worries in my mind, I opened and closed the car curtain, thinking that I was returning from plum blossom hunting, and asked feebly: "Have you bought everything?"
I didn't hear Xunmei's reply, but I heard someone chuckle.
As soon as Song Qinghuan opened her eyes, she saw a bright red flower spread out in front of her, and she sat upright.
Narrowing her eyes slightly, she saw the man in front of her, wearing a blue robe, with a jade crown binding her hair, her phoenix eyes raised, and her thin lips slightly curved. It was clear that Xiao Ci had been with her all night.
Xiao Ci at this moment is completely different from the embarrassed one last night. He has a handsome appearance, an extraordinary temperament, and a gentle smile that makes people's hearts flutter more and more.
It's just that Song Qinghuan was not in a good mood at the moment, and naturally his temper was not good either. He listened to the noisy noise outside and looked at Xiao Ci doubtfully: "Weasel is paying New Year's greetings to Rooster. Do you really want to repay your promise with your body?"
It’s just the girl’s life-saving grace.”
"Why not?" Xiao Cifeng raised his eyes, lowered his head and smiled, showing off his romantic attitude.
Seeing that she had no intention of taking the peony, he turned his wrist and pinned it on her bun, and looked at it carefully: "Red flowers go well with beauties."
Song Qinghuan rolled his eyes and stretched out his hand to pick off the flower. After a pause, he gave up the idea and gave it a slight support. He said calmly, "If you have something to say, just say it. If you fart, don't treat me like a little girl."
Vulgar! Xiao Ci's eyes flashed with a hint of disgust, but at this moment, he had something to ask for, so he couldn't go too far.
With waves in her eyes, she leaned closer to Song Qinghuan and said in a suppressed voice: "The elixir you gave me last night was very good, so get some for me too."
