win the hairpin

Chapter 92
Xie Zhou hugged the struggling grass heron, with beads of sweat all over his head, he apologized to the four wives repeatedly: "I'm rude, I disturbed all the wives, please forgive me."

Mrs. Qi suddenly breathed a sigh of relief: "It turns out that it's the eighth master of the Xie family. Why are you catching Huabozi here? It's the season, where did you come from?"

Xie Zhou smiled and said, "It was brought back by the prince earlier."

Madam Yan patted her heart: "My lord is different, he actually raises such a big bird."

Xie Zhou grabbed the grass heron's wings with one hand, pinched its beak with the other, and had to watch out for its legs. He was very busy: "My lord is also raised by Mrs. Song, and I have managed to raise it until now. I haven't been able to do things well recently, and I've been sitting on the bench, and I want to ask Mrs. Song to intercede for the sake of my hard work raising birds, but I didn't know that this thing can run so well."

As soon as these words came out, it was very quiet for a while.

The female relatives looked at each other in blank dismay, unable to believe their ears.

Why is King Jin helping Mrs. Song to raise birds?

Could it be that he still wants to please Mrs. Song?

Definitely not, there should be something inside that they don't know about.

Mrs. Lin couldn't help asking: "Why didn't you let your father intercede for you, but went to invite Mrs. Song instead?"

Xie Zhou was about to lose his grip on Cao Lu, and said with a difficult face, "That's naturally because she has a different relationship with the prince."

After speaking, he fixed his eyes on the back of the path.

You Song is running away with Yin Xiao on his back.

Mrs. Yan nodded: "The feeling of adversity is naturally different. King Jin really values ​​feelings."

"Ladies, I'm having fun, I'll take my leave now!" Seeing You Song running away without a trace, Xie Zhou quickly ran away with the heron in his arms.

While running, he thought that it would be different if there were female relatives in the palace. From now on, they would all turn into lizards and walk against the wall.

And You Song was carrying Yin Xiao on his back, and he was also cursing secretly in his heart: "Stinky boy, I don't want my life for the sake of the big lady, and I have to come and guard when I have a fever. If it weren't for fear that you would scare the guests, the devil would carry you!"

He slapped Yin Xiao's butt hard: "I tell you to fight back, and I will slap you with a black nose and a swollen face."

The female relatives who stayed in the same place looked at Xie Zhou who was coming and going in a hurry, and carefully read the few words he left behind. The more they thought about it, the more they felt that there was something in Xie Zhou's words. It seemed that he came here specially to support Mrs. Song.

Madam Yan turned her head to look at the gift in Nanny's hand, and felt that the gift was underestimated.

If Mr. Xie Baye wants to ask Song Huiyue to intercede, then her old ginseng can only be regarded as a carrot to Mrs. Song.

When Lin and Cao saw her eyes, they both went to look at the gift they brought.

Only more shabby, not the most shabby.

So the three of them touched the pearls and emeralds on their bodies at the same time, ready to pick the most precious one as a meeting gift for Song Huiyue.

Since the King of Jin values ​​friendship, they will do what they like, establish a good relationship with the Song family, and then walk from the Song family to the King of Jin.

Xiao Nei bowed his body, stretched his hands forward, nodded and bowed silently.

A few young ladies followed behind, all sour in their hearts, not only jealous, but also envious.

Yan Youwei pulled Yue Huaiyu's sleeve, and said embarrassingly: "No wonder the prince threw me into the water last time, and the lord helped her out. My mother and my father both said that she didn't do it on purpose, and I was not allowed to take revenge, so I had to bear it."

Yue Huaiyu teased her absently: "Then what would you do if she deliberately threw you into the water today?"

Yan Youwei waved her hand quickly: "I won't provoke her."

She secretly thought in her heart: "If she intentionally attacks me, then I'll be fine. She has the support of the prince, so she has no choice but to bear it."

The young lady of the Lin family said in a low voice: "If the Luo family knew that the prince valued the Song family so much, they would probably be so scared that they would sleep and eat restlessly."

The little lady of the Cao family said: "They are afraid of nothing, but Luo Huiniang is not afraid."

Qi Yu was originally looking at the scenery of the palace, but his eyes hurt and he couldn't bear to move away. After listening to Mrs. Cao's words, he blinked vigorously, and started busy with his mouth instead.

"Luo Huiniang must be scared too, she's missing."

Yan Youwei thought for a while: "She probably eloped with someone again, did her father report to the police?"

Qi Yu said: "The Luo family wished they hadn't given birth to her, so why would they report to the government?"

The young lady of the Lin family said in a soft voice: "Then her mother-in-law didn't report to the police?"

Qi Yu shook his head: "Her mother-in-law can't take care of herself, could Luo Huiniang die for love?"

The little lady of the Cao family said in a low voice: "It's not good for us to talk about other people's affairs like that."

Yan Youwei glared at her immediately: "When you said behind my back that my brain was bad, why didn't I feel bad, but now I'm acting like a virtuous person, but it's actually dead!"

The little lady of the Cao family blushed: "Who said you?"

"It's you!" Yan Youwei snorted, "You think I didn't hear it, you said it behind the Taihu stone in your house."

She pouted, took Yue Huaiyu with one hand, and Qi Yu with the other, and ran forward: "I won't play with you!"

Yue Huaiyu persuaded: "Today I came to see Mrs. Song and Mrs. Song. Mrs. Song is ill, and Mr. Song doesn't know if he is in the fire. If you continue to make trouble for her, I will get angry."

Although Yan Youwei was still very angry, she listened to Yue Huaiyu's words very much, she didn't hold back anymore, she just glared at the little lady of the Cao family angrily.

Miss Cao almost made her stare behind Miss Lin.

"I remembered something." Qi Yu quietly glanced at the elder in front of him, and then lowered his voice, "Let me tell you, Song Huiyue's face seems to be hurt badly."

As she spoke, she stretched out her hand to draw on her face: "I heard that half of my face was injured."

Everyone except Yue Huaiyu was dumbfounded.

Yue Huaiyu looked at Qi Yu in shock: "How do you know?"

After King Jin picked up Song Huiyue, Song Huiyue never showed her face. Seeing the reactions of Yan Youwei, Lin and Cao, the two young ladies, she didn't even know about it. How did Qi Yu know?
She is a little lady in the boudoir, how can her eyes and ears be so sharp?
Qi Yu whispered: "I've heard—in short, I know."

She is good at catching wind and shadows, and when all kinds of news reach her ears, she has to guess three or four parts of the truth with imagination, and then inquire about it, and then she can get a glimpse of the truth.

In her eyes, Yan Youwei and the others were all brats who hadn't grown up, and they were only worthy of being her audience. She was satisfied in the amazement of the brats.

Soon, the gate of the courtyard arrived, and the two groups of people inside and outside had a cordial and friendly meeting at the gate, admiring each other and exchanging warm greetings amidst flowers, willows, greenery and jewels.

In the end, Mrs. Song couldn't help it, and she was the first to lose, so she invited everyone into the main hall for tea with dry mouth.

Nanny Yun welcomed them to the open hall to serve tea, and Song Huiyue waited inside, saying hello to everyone obediently and kindly.

Seeing Song Huiyue, everyone who was chattering just now fell silent for a moment.

There was a long scar on Song Huiyue's face, she treated the guests with a smile as if she didn't care, and she didn't even cover it with a gauze scarf.

(End of this chapter)