Transmigrated into the cannon fodder of the villain in the rebirth story

Chapter 207

The national funeral was agreed, Song Qiange looked at the plain clothes and skirts on her body, and it was herself who was conservative.

But looking at all the headgears, they are all so familiar. She can still remember her mood when designing and making them. She has made so many without knowing it, and she is proud of herself.

The men were not to be outdone, and the Hetian jade, ice jadeite, and even ivory carvings hanging from their waists were swinging back and forth between the swings of their clothes.Everyone is secretly competing.

Today's banquet was held in the Hall of Qinzheng, and the princes and nobles had already arrived. His Majesty, King Pingchang and Prince Pingchang's son hadn't arrived yet. As soon as Qin Boyi and his wife appeared, people on both sides saw him and immediately greeted him Come up, respectfully.

"The general is here too."

"Is this the general's wife?"

"I heard that Madam hasn't gone through the door yet, has she?"

"On the day of the wedding, there is no way to meet the national funeral. I have wronged Madam."

Song Qiange: "..."

She thought that if she didn't go through the door, she would be able to avoid all these troubles and entertainment, but she didn't expect that even the national funeral would not be able to hide from these people.

Song Qiange lowered his head, and responded with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Madam of the general, do you know anything about Prince Pingchang's son? How did he find him after being away for so long? I just heard a general idea, and I don't know if it's true or not."

Song Qiange frowned slightly, no one else asked, but came to ask her what she meant.

Could it be that the fact that she pretended to be the sister of Changsheng's fellow countryman already became known to everyone?
Of course Song Qiange couldn't admit it, and said unhappy, "How would I know?"

No matter what this person's thoughts are, Song Qiange must have an attitude that is not easy to mess with, otherwise, wouldn't rumors and rumors spread all over the capital.

After finally getting to their respective seats and sitting down, Song Qiange looked up and saw Princess Chaoyang above, and some other princes and princesses, Song Qiange couldn't match her name.

Song Qiange glanced at Wang Sun Guixu's position.

I don't know where Changsheng will sit.

After a while, other ministers came to the Hall of Qinzheng one after another.

All the people have already taken their seats, only one seat is vacant, and it looks a little conspicuous because it's not up or down.

Song Qiange took a look and then looked back, feeling inexplicably nervous.

Her small movements did not escape Qin Boyi's eyes, Qin Boyi really didn't understand why she was so nervous.

Didn't she know King Pingchang, but Prince Pingchang's son?
This recognition made Qin Boyi even more unhappy.

At this moment, a sharp voice suddenly came from outside: "The Holy Majesty is here——"

Everyone stood up at the same time and saluted in unison.

Song Qiange lowered her head. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a white dress passing in front of her. Behind His Majesty was a person, wearing a white dress with dark patterns. She seemed to realize who it was. Her heart skipped a beat. raised it.

"Be flat."

A heavy and majestic voice sounded, and it landed heavily on Song Qiange's heart, causing her to straighten her back.

But she didn't dare to look around. Her words and deeds in the past are now like a villain behind her, poking her spine non-stop, with her head always looking at the ground.

Her neck was sore, and she really wanted to raise her head, but Changsheng couldn't see her movements, right?
Song Qiange tugged at his clothes, thinking of 1 reasons for him to raise his head, but he just didn't have the courage.

(End of this chapter)