Fengming Lixia

Changsun Wanwan heard the words and said softly: "Since the emperor is not sure, why don't you let the concubine try it, maybe you can tell the truth from the fake."

Li Zhesong immediately looked at Changsun Wanwan after hearing the words: "Do you have a solution?"

Changsun Wanwan nodded.

"The concubine asked Qi Yi to find an old servant who had served Su Qingyue in the Dingbei Marquis Mansion. The old servant had said something to the concubine. If she met her, she would naturally know whether it was Princess Qingyue or Su Qingyue."

"Then what are you going to do?"

Seeing Li Zhesong's questioning, Changsun Wanwan immediately smiled and said: "The concubine would like to ask the emperor for permission to hold a banquet in the Zhaohua Hall, entertaining the wives and Princess Qingyue. When the time comes, the concubine will let the old servant come to see clearly , Princess Qingyue's identity is known for herself."

Li Zhesong frowned when he heard the words, it's not that he hadn't thought of this method: "She didn't change her face when Zhao Yi said that today, are you sure you are sure?"

The eldest grandson Wanwan smiled and wrapped herself around Li Zhesong's body: "Of course my concubine has a way."

As he spoke, he whispered a few words in Li Zhesong's ear, and Li Zhesong smiled brightly.

"Sure enough, my beloved concubine is extremely intelligent, just as you said."

As he said that, he directly lowered his head and held the red lips that the elder Sun Wanwan greeted, and the two of them lay on the soft bed in the south study room.

When Changsun Wanwan tidied up her clothes and left the imperial study, the maids waiting outside the door felt that Concubine Changsun's walking posture was unstable.

Thinking about the movement in the room just now, I couldn't help but swallow my saliva, but just listening to it outside, I feel that the imperial concubine is charming and charming.

With Li Zhesong's permission, Changsun Wanwan directly ordered a banquet to be held in Zhaohua Palace.

Just as Suyu heard Tianyi talk about the Golden Palace, Zhao Yi questioned the identity of the princess.

Concubine Guifei, the eldest grandson, held a banquet, and wanted to entertain Princess Qingyue, her heart tightened immediately.

She, who never wanted to go to a banquet, looked at the gold-plated post and gritted her teeth: "I must not tell them to bully the princess."

As she spoke, she told Zhuang's mother to dress up for herself. She could not lose face of Tiancang Palace, nor could she let others bully the princess.

Seeing the protection in Su Yu's eyes, Zhuang's mother immediately warned: "Don't forget when you're outside, you'd rather hate her than get close to her."

Su Yu gritted her teeth and responded firmly.

When Changsun Wanwan learned that Princess Suyu of Tiancang Palace had accepted the post, she immediately smiled and said, "Wait, when I heard that Su Qingyue was here, I really cared about this girl. If she is really Su Qingyue, how could she be willing?" Watching those closest to me humiliated."

Fugui immediately echoed the words: "What the imperial concubine said is that if she is really Su Qingyue, she will definitely not be able to hide it."

As he spoke, he knelt on the ground cautiously, pinching his ankle for Changsun Wanwan.

Because the eldest grandson noble concubine hosted the banquet in person, and under the pretext of hosting the banquet for Princess Qingyue, she invited a noble daughter from the capital to accompany her, along with the wives inside and outside.

Su Qingchun was unconscious and unable to attend the banquet, but Mrs. Zhao wanted to come.

Having received orders from Changsun Qiyi early on, Mrs. Zhao fixed her eyes on Princess Qingyue's vacant seat as soon as she entered the door.

After the grandson Wanwan sat in the main seat, Su Qingyue came belatedly with Moon Shadow.

Dressed in red, surrounded by pearls and emeralds, she wears jingle bells while walking.

Before people even entered the door, they heard Yue'er's copper bell.

All of a sudden, there was no sound in the hall.

Mrs. Zhao immediately looked at Princess Qingyue who was walking slowly, and was stunned the moment she saw her appearance.

Isn't this Su Qingyue...

But upon closer inspection, he was a little uncertain.

Although the Princess Qingyue in front of her was eighty percent similar to Su Qingyue in appearance, she looked different in detail.

Su Qingyue was timid and cowardly, and she didn't even dare to raise her head on weekdays. In addition, she deliberately suppressed her, so she stood there hunched over and unable to straighten her back.

How can there be the slightest extravagance of Princess Qingyue now.

Seeing that Princess Qingyue didn't even look at herself from the moment she entered the door, she just looked at the eldest grandson noble concubine sitting on the high seat.

The corners of her eyes and the brows were filled with an aura of condescension to all sentient beings. This kind of aura was familiar to her for a while, but she couldn't remember where she had seen it before.

But one thing is for sure, this will not happen overnight.

She should not be Su Qingyue.

Mrs. Zhao looked at her brows and couldn't help shaking her head.

Changsun Wanwan saw it, and glanced at Fugui, but her expression remained calm.

"Princess Qingyue, please take your seat."

"Princess came to Li Xia for the first time, there must be many delicacies that I have never tasted before. Today, taking this opportunity, I specially asked the imperial dining room to prepare some that are not available in Nan'an. I also invite the princess to taste it and see if there are any palatable ones."

With a look in his eyes, Fugui hurriedly ordered the food to be served.

One by one, the maids came in with bowls and placed them on the table in front of everyone.

Only Su Qingyue was in charge of serving the dishes, not a pretty court lady, but an old woman standing there.

The old woman came forward with the dishes, looked at Su Qingyue and immediately called out to her in a low voice.

Su Qingyue sat leaning on the couch when she heard the words, looked at the old woman and couldn't help frowning: "What does the eldest grandson noble concubine mean?"

"Why is there no one in Li Xia? Asking such an old woman to serve the princess is simply unappetizing. If there is no one in Li Xia, the noble concubine can speak up. The princess will call some people in the palace to serve the noble concubine. It’s a shame to call such an old woman out to cause gossip.”

Concubine Changsun did not expect Princess Qingyue to be so cunning when she first saw her.

Suddenly the smile on his face couldn't hold back.

Seeing that all the wives were looking at him, he immediately feigned anger and reprimanded Fugui: "What the hell is going on with Fugui?"

"Why did this old woman get involved in the banquet?"

Su Qingyue saw that the elder Sun Wanwan was going to blame her, so she immediately smiled and said: "Why should the imperial concubine scold the servants, the Zhaohua Palace is the inner courtyard of the imperial palace, if no one arranges, how can an old woman sneak into the Zhaohua Palace, let alone At the banquet of the imperial concubine and empress."

"If this matter was not specially arranged by the imperial concubine, no one would believe it."

Su Qingyue's words were so eloquent that her elder grandson Wanwan was speechless.

The wife at the side looked at Su Qingyue, and felt that Princess Qingyue really dared to speak.

Everyone here is a sensible person, everyone can see it, but no one would dare to slap the imperial concubine in the face like this.

No wonder it is said that Princess Qingyue is the most beloved daughter of King Nan'an, she is really fearless, if she is really allowed to enter the palace, I am afraid that the harem will be full of excitement.

Changsun Wanwan saw the wives watching the show, and suddenly became angry.

Seeing this, Fugui winks at the old woman.

Seeing that the old woman called Su Qingyue by her nickname, the princess was indifferent and could only fight.

He stepped forward and knelt in front of Su Qingyue, reaching out to grab Su Qingyue's clothes.

"Miss, it's me, I'm Nanny Yang, Miss, don't you recognize the old slave?"

"When you were young, an old slave hugged you and grew up. Why don't you recognize me..."

He said with tears in his eyes, with a look of grief.