Chapter 53
Song Ling'er and Song Jinse had a good time, and this flower viewing feast was also for Song Jinse's glory to restore her reputation, but why did Song Yao take advantage of Song Jinse!

Isn't this shameless? !

Seeing Song Linger's proud appearance, Song Yao couldn't help but find it funny.

Looking at Song Linger like a joke: "How do you know that I am not the one who saved people?" She also saved a little baby from Beirong two days ago.

"Crazy crazy!"

Song Linger seemed to have heard the big joke, "You can save a sow and even climb a tree! It would be shameless for everyone to spurn you if you pretend to be credited, don't you have any attachments in this world?!"

"Miss Eight, speak carefully!"

Nanny Liu quietly pushed Song Linger away from the cramp, and said with a smile: "Miss Six, the old slave also obeys the old lady's orders, so you can go with the old slave, okay?"

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But said the other side.

As the protagonist of this flower viewing feast, Song Jinse went to the front hall to receive the guests early in the morning.

She got up early today to freshen up, wearing a golden jade skirt, and a bright red dress. The bright red brocade gold silk skirt would look vulgar to others, but now her skin is fair and soft, and she is beautiful As if it would shine, it grabbed everyone's attention as soon as it appeared on the stage.

"It's really a girl's [-]th change. The more she changes, the better she looks. When I saw Song Jinse a few years ago, she was just an ordinary girl. Now she looks like a different person!"

When a lady saw such an eye-catching Song Jinse, she felt quite different from her impression, and muttered, "I don't know how she has a white skin."

"But it's not important anymore. Have you heard that the flower viewing banquet held by the Song Mansion today is not just for poetry and flower viewing!"

"You mean what happened to Beirong?"

"That's right, my family said that there is news from the palace that His Majesty wants to make Song Jinse the county lord."

Someone exclaimed: "Seal the county master? Impossible! Could it be that Duke Zhen won the battle outside?"

"I heard that it was Song Jinse who saved Beirong's grandson. As for how...then I don't know!"

"..."

The guests chatted enthusiastically for a while, and the discussions continued one after another. Even though everyone lowered their voices, they couldn't help but everyone was talking, and they couldn't hear it.

Song Jinse curled her lips slightly, and turned to look at Ding Xiang: "Has Song Yao been sent away by grandmother?"

"Mother Liu took her down."

"Where's my second brother?"

"The concierge said that the second son seemed to be called away by someone."

Song Jinse frowned, for some reason, she always felt a little uneasy, but soon, she told herself that she has good luck, and there is nothing to be afraid of, "You ask the servants in the mansion to look for it, and when they see me Second brother, tell me later."

"Yes, ma'am."

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At this moment, outside the gate of the Song Mansion.

Song Xianyu was temporarily informed by his servants that envoys from Beirong came to visit him.

He guessed that the other party should have sent a congratulatory gift to thank Jinse, and it was unreasonable not to entertain him, so he came outside the door alone.

Never thought about it, just saw the majesty of Beirong standing at the gate of the Song Mansion holding his youngest son.

The emperor of Dayong attached great importance to the cooperation with Beirong. Asule was young and promising, and he was probably the next Beirong monarch. Song Xianyu immediately went up to greet him, bowing and saying: "I don't know if the eldest prince came, it would be a long way to welcome him. "

"We took the liberty to interrupt."

Asule waved his hand, touched his son's head and said, "The dog is very grateful to your sister for saving her life, so I begged me to come and thank you personally. See Miss Song?"

(End of this chapter)

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