Self-cultivation of the noble concubine who eats melons

Chapter 34 034: Why is this plot so familiar
Song Qinghan's eyes sank, and she glanced at Fu Rong.

Fu Rong trembled all over, she hurriedly bent down and retreated, not daring to speak anymore.

The next day the eldest lady came to discuss with Mrs. Cai about the clothes and jewelry for the children who were going to enter the palace for election. Because of Song Qinghan's plotting against Song Yexi, the eldest lady really poked her in the heart this time.

At the end of spring, the weather is hot in the daytime and cool in the night, so you have to prepare some thick and thin clothes, and the jewelry on your head must match the clothes, as well as shoes and socks, sachets, handkerchiefs and other small things. The list handed over was a thick stack.

Cai's face turned pale with anger, "Sister-in-law, this is too much, even running for the election is not so extravagant."

The eldest lady looked at Mrs. Cai with a serious face, "Third brothers and sisters, what are these things prepared by our family? I heard that the girls from the Minister of the Ministry of Officials, the Minister of Dali Temple, and the Taifu Mansion were made by their embroiderers." The work is not counted, and the well-known clothing store outside also bought a lot of things. Third brother and sister, we can't compare with others, but the ancestors of the Song family are also well-established, so it's not easy to make people laugh, don't you think? ?”

When the Cai family was fighting with the eldest lady, Song Yunzhao quietly went out, she was going to buy something for self-defense, and stopped by Xie's Restaurant to see if she had started talking in the notebook.

First went to the pharmacy, the general election in the book is really lively, all kinds of conspiracy and conspiracies are taking turns, although she intends to cheat for a marriage, but she also has self-knowledge, she might cause trouble with her face, she I can't tell people that I'm just passing the show. If someone sues me, she can be beaten to death with a charge of contempt for Huangwei.

Pills cannot be brought into the palace. Every beautiful woman will be inspected before entering the palace. She plans to buy some medicine powder, wrap it in oiled paper, put it in a purse and seal it, even if it is checked, it is not harmful. Things are not afraid.

Anything for diarrhea, detoxification, insect repellent, anti-allergic, small rash, as long as she can think of, she bought a copy one by one, and spent a lot of money at the pharmacy, feeling distressed .

You must not have the heart to harm others, and you must not have the heart to guard against others.

Well worth the money.

When she came out of the pharmacy, she only cared about the medicine bag in her hand, and accidentally bumped into someone who came in. She took a step back to stabilize her body, and when she looked up, she saw an acquaintance.

"I'm sorry...it's you? What a coincidence, brother, do you still remember me?" Song Yunzhao didn't expect that the person who came was the folding fan boy he saw in Sanyuan Tower that day, and today he still holds a handful of gold in his hand. Fan Zi, dressed in white like snow on the top of a mountain, this person's demeanor is clear and cold, but the addition of white clothes makes people want to retreat.

Feng Yi nodded slightly, "It's a coincidence, why did the girl buy so many medicinal materials?"

The voice was as pleasant as ever, slightly relieving the coldness all over his body, Song Yunzhao coughed lightly, "For personal use."

Feng Yi raised his eyebrows slightly, and said calmly, "So that's how it is."

Song Yunzhao didn't know people well, so she only greeted people when they met suddenly and almost bumped into each other. Now that the greeting was over, she immediately said, "Young master is also here to buy medicine? Then I won't bother you, there will be a later date."

Feng Yi glanced at the medicine bag in Song Yunzhao's hand, and said meaningfully: "There will be a period later."

Song Yunzhao heaved a sigh of relief when he left the pharmacy, he didn't notice the deep meaning in Feng Yi's words, he walked a few steps before recovering, he still didn't see the whole face today, Mr. Folding Fan's fan is really not a waste of money.

She handed the medicine bag to Jiang Xiang who was waiting by the carriage, "Put it away so that no one can see it."

Jiang Xiang hurriedly put the things into the hidden compartment of the carriage, and then asked, "Girl, where are we going?"

"Go to Yuquan Building."

Yuquanlou is the restaurant of Xie's family. It has been open in the capital for several years, but it is still inferior to Sanyuanlou. However, when a carriage arrived outside Yuquanlou today, it was full of people inside and out.

Song Yunzhao didn't get out of the car, and sent the nursing home to find out what was going on.

It won't be a disturbance, right?
There were too many people, and half the street was blocked.

The carriage stopped by the side of the road, Song Yunzhao lifted the curtain to look out, glanced around, suddenly his eyes froze, he widened his eyes and looked again, isn't that Qin Xiyue?

Sure enough, the place where there is a heroine is not peaceful. Fortunately, she had the foresight to not get out of the car, and sat in the car to eat a lot of melon. If she got out of the car, the cannon fodder might drag her into the water again.

Standing beside Qin Xiyue... Ji Yunting?

Huh?
How could these two be together?
Glancing to the side again, after taking a look, I found the duo of Helan brother and sister again.

That's right.

The heroine's crematorium, how could there be no female supporting role to light the fire.

However, who is that handsome boy standing beside Ji Yunting?
She was dressed in black clothes, with thin lips and straight nose, sword-like eyebrows slanted into her temples, and those eyes looked impatient as if they were about to burst into flames.

He Lanyue didn't know what to say, He Lanyun threw away her brother's arm suddenly, and raised her hand to hit Qin Xiyue in the face.

Is it so fierce?

Song Yunzhao was astonished, this scene was not written in the book, the plot started from the draft, and the heroine didn't recall the past in the later period, so she can't figure out what happened now.

At this moment, Ji Yunting stretched out his hand to block He Lanyun's arm, and He Lanyue took the opportunity to pull his sister back, but with a bit of force, He Lanyun was pulled and fell down the steps.

Song Yunzhao: ...

Is that okay?

The steps were at most [-] centimeters, such a height would make her stagger a bit, but He Lanyun really fell into the mud!

Such a change is really surprising.

He Lanyun got up from the ground, didn't know what to say to her brother, turned around and ran away.

He Lanyue said something to the heroine again, maybe it was a farewell or an apology, and turned to chase her sister.

Song Yunzhao patted his chest, very dangerous, very dangerous, fortunately she was hiding in the carriage, otherwise she might be the one who was unlucky.

At this time, the person who inquired about the news came back.

"Third girl, my subordinates have found out clearly that something happened in the Yuquan Building today. A poor scholar took money from his fiancée's family to come to the capital to study under a teacher, but the teacher took a fancy to him and recruited him as his son-in-law. The fiancée got the news and came to the capital to seek justice, so she blocked people in the Yuquan Tower, that's why so many people came to see the excitement."

Ok?
Huh?
Why is this plot so familiar?

Isn't this the template for the book she wrote?

So this is no coincidence?

She didn't think it should be, how could it be such a coincidence?
If not, then Xie Jinshu hired someone to act in a play to deliberately raise the topic, and then took the opportunity to publish her storybook?
Thinking of this, Song Yunzhao couldn't sit still, she got out of the carriage immediately, and had to go and have a look.

If her guess is true, this Xie Jinshu is really talented.

(End of this chapter)