win the hairpin

Chapter 7 Crazy
Everyone sat in rows around the Manxin Pavilion, talking lively.

Song Huiyue stood alone on the stone steps outside the pavilion, listening with gusto.

These girls usually don't leave the gate, but when they talk about King Jin, they seem to be lying directly under King Jin's bed.

It was busy, Yan Youwei and Yue Huaiyu came.

Everyone met the ceremony together, Yan Youwei said: "You guys are talking so lively, I can hear your laughter from the other side, what are you talking about?"

Qi Yu took the lead and said, "It was Prince Jin who just passed by on the official road, and we started chatting."

"It turned out to be His Royal Highness Jin Wang," Yan Youwei clapped her hands, "My father has already rushed over and welcomed the prince in, and he is tasting wine in the outer courtyard now."

"Really?"

"That could be fake."

Yue Huaiyu smiled and waved to Song Huiyue: "Sister Song, why is she standing alone, come and talk."

Song Huiyue hurriedly said: "I'm afraid my mother is looking for me, so I'll go first."

"They're talking about the Doll Sutra," Yue Huaiyu patted the seat beside her, "Sit down, let's talk."

Only then did she reveal the arrogance of a powerful woman, ordering Song Huiyue unconsciously.

Yan Youwei muttered and moved her mouth away.

Song Huiyue walked over and sat down, only sitting halfway.

Yue Huaiyu glanced at her nanny, and the nanny led the maids back out.

Song Huiyue looked at Yuan Yuan who was stunned, envious.

Such a servant who knows how to advance and retreat is simply Yue Huaiyu's hands and eyes, it is difficult to find a smart one, Yue Huaiyu has a group of them.

She was envious in her heart, but her mouth was tight and she never said much.

She and Yue Huaiyu were in the same place, and she didn't know what Yue Huaiyu had to say to her.

Yue Huaiyu smiled and took her hand: "You don't have to be cautious, I am the same age as you, I was born in the first month, what about you?"

"I am Dongyue."

"I just arrived here, and it feels much hotter than the capital city, and there are more mosquitoes. Look, my knuckles have been bitten here."

Song Huiyue nodded: "There are indeed many."

Qi Yu poked his head over to look, and interjected: "This place is the most itchy to bite on, and it will be more in July, so we can't stay indoors all the time."

Seeing that they took away Yue Huaiyu's idea, Yan Youwei couldn't get in the conversation, so angry and annoyed, she couldn't help but take the conversation: "Sister Song, is your family living on King Jin now?"

Song Huiyue hooked the corners of her mouth, and nodded gently: "Yes, we can be happy as a family here only because of King Jin's thoroughness."

Yan Youwei pouted: "Why don't you support yourself, don't you have a man in your family?"

Song Huiyue smiled but didn't answer, Yan Youwei still asked, Qi Yu quickly stood up: "Let's go peel the lotus seeds and eat them, it's interesting and delicious."

The other girls also agreed to go together.

Song Huiyue said: "I won't go. If my mother can't find me, I'm afraid she will be anxious."

There was indeed someone coming out of the main hall, looking in their direction from afar.

Yue Huaiyu stood up and took her by the arm: "I'll send someone to tell your mother to peel the lotus seeds together."

Song Huiyue shook her head, broke free without showing any signs, and walked forward alone.

Yan Youwei pulled Yue Huaiyu onto the bridge together, Luo Huiniang suddenly stepped forward and whispered something in her ear, she let out a laugh, and proudly called Song Huiyue: "So you have a younger brother!"

As soon as these words came out, Song Huiyue stopped in her tracks, and the people behind her also stopped, and all the girls who knew Song Huiyue secretly said sorry.

Song Huiyue's eyes sank, her dark eyes turned serious, but a smirk appeared on her face.

The scorching sun melted the powder on her face, and even the lotus leaves curled up in the sun.

"Yes."

Yan Youwei said: "Your younger brother was imprisoned with your father, but he was too timid to be frightened."

"Yes."

"What does that idiot look like? If you stay with a idiot for a long time, will you also become a idiot?"

"What do you think?"

Yan Youwei looked Song Huiyue up and down, her eyes widened naively: "Maybe a little bit, otherwise why would you really come to the appointment?"

"No, you read it wrong," Song Huiyue took a step forward with cold eyes, "Actually, my brother is a fool and I am a lunatic."

When she took a step forward, Yan Youwei took a step back, and the rest of the people also took a step back. The sound of fish splashing in the lotus made the hearts of the others flutter.

The wind passed between the arms of the two of them, and the two sleeves, like clouds and mist, were lifted back, dividing them into two parts.

Yue Huaiyu smiled and pulled Song Huiyue's hand: "Sister Youwei is innocent and innocent. We are much older and more lenient. Don't argue with her."

Song Huiyue didn't turn her head back, she shook off her hand, and took another step forward, Yan Youwei was so shocked that her footsteps were chaotic, she couldn't help but said: "What do you want to do!"

"I'm going crazy!"

Song Huiyue suddenly reached out, grabbed her bun with one hand, grabbed her skirt with the other, and slammed down the bridge with all her strength. With a loud bang, Yan Youwei threw herself into the lotus mud and screamed.

Qi Yu's voice was especially loud: "She hit someone again!"

The lotus can emerge from the mud without being stained, but Yan Youwei can't.

Yue Huaiyu looked at the surging water, his pupils trembled, he quickly calmed down, ordering the nanny to fish for people in an orderly manner, and asked the maid to prepare hot water quickly.

Luo Huiniang covered her mouth, listening to Qi Yu's chaotic shouts, she looked at Song Huiyue in disbelief.

A commotion was heard in the main hall, and a group of colorful women spewed out from the narrow door and came straight to the crowd.

Mrs. Yan came over, and she saw Yan Youwei in a mess at a glance. She was drenched and covered with mud, and there were broken lotus leaves stuck in her hair.

The pond was even more messy, the lotus fell down, and a large piece was broken.

Yan Youwei coughed like a gag, trying to spit out the muddy water she choked in, coughing and trembling, her eyes were red, wishing she could swallow Song Huiyue alive.

She choked on water, was frightened, and lost all face.

"I told you not to be naughty, lest you fall into the water." Mrs. Yan forcefully smiled and arranged for the servants, "What are you still doing, take the girl to change clothes!"

Yan Youwei was hugged by the nanny, crying as she walked: "Song Huiyue pushed me."

Chen's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly stood up: "Clumsy girl."

Mrs. Yan glanced at Song Huiyue who was expressionless, and interrupted her: "These little girls will argue and quarrel when they get together. It's not a big deal. Don't stand under the sun. If you can't stop the heat, let's all go have tea."

After finishing speaking, she couldn't refuse and held Song Huiyue back: "The clothes are all messed up, let's go to another courtyard to sort them out."

Mrs. Chen hurriedly took steps to block Mrs. Yan: "Ma'am, I will never cover her up if she did something wrong, and you don't have to cover it up for her. Just explain the ins and outs here, and let her tell her in front of all the wives." You admit your mistake."

Before she became a widow, she also experienced in the back house, how could she not understand these little thoughts.

When Song Huiyue left like this, it was reasonable and unreasonable.

With so many ladies present, how would they pass it on?
Wouldn't an already difficult marriage be even more difficult.

Besides, she knew that she was born, and she would never quarrel with others casually.

(End of this chapter)