The prince's favorite concubine is flirtatious and wild

Dishes are served one after another, looking particularly exquisite.

The Queen Mother held a bowl of soup and sipped it in small sips: "The soup was made well today."

Concubine Xian raised her head when she heard this: "Queen Mother, can you give me a bowl to try?"

The Queen Mother smiled and said, "Come here, bring a bowl to Concubine Xian."

"Yes."

Immediately, a palace maid filled a small bowl and handed it to Concubine Xian respectfully.

Queen Guo glanced at Concubine Xian coldly, her eyes filled with annoyance.

She really knows how to please and behave well, showing her closeness to the Queen Mother in every way.

After a while, the singing and dancing started, and everyone watched with gusto, and the atmosphere gradually became relaxed.

They were all women, and they did not bring strong wine, but wine brewed with sweet-scented osmanthus, which was not intoxicating.However, after Song Jiu drank three cups, Fang didn't allow her to drink anymore and asked someone to change tea for her.

Song Jiu was not greedy for drinks and was obedient.

The maid who poured her tea accidentally spilled the tea and splashed all over Song Jiu.

"My slave deserves to die, my slave deserves to die." The palace maid was frightened and kowtowed to beg for mercy with a pale face.

Song Jiu was stunned for a moment, and her expression was suddenly speechless. She looked at the palace maid kneeling in front of her and kowtowing for a moment, making others look like she was brewing anger.

"Why are you so careless? There are no rules at all." The Queen Mother frowned and scolded angrily.

The palace maid knelt and turned around, tremblingly saying: "Your Majesty, please forgive me, I didn't do this on purpose."

"Drag her out and beat her for thirty times." The Queen Mother ordered coldly, and immediately a eunuch came forward and pulled the palace maid down.

The palace maid's face was pale, but her expression was relieved. She was only thirty days old and could only stay in bed for a few more days.

The Queen Mother looked at Song Jiu again, her expression no longer as cold as before, and said gently: "It's because the Ai family didn't teach the slave well. Did he get burned?"

Song Jiu was flattered and said: "The Queen Mother is serious, my daughter is fine." "Yes, that's good." The Queen Mother nodded, and then ordered the maid: "Come, take Miss Song down to change clothes."

Dagong Sangyu, who was beside the Queen Mother, responded respectfully: "Yes, Queen Mother."

Song Jiu followed Sang Yu out of the side hall. Because they went into the palace for a banquet, all the slaves were left outside the palace. Only one family brought a personal maid to deal with emergencies, and the clothes they needed to change were naturally prepared. , but all in the carriage.

The one who followed Fang into the palace today was Ming Yue, who was already running around to get it.

Sang Yu and Song Jiu sat and waited in the side hall. Not long after, they heard Mingyue's voice outside: "Fifth Miss, the slave has brought the clothes."

"I'll do it." Sang Yu stepped forward, took the bundle from Mingyue's hand, and said with a smile.

Mingyue was stunned for a moment, not daring to argue with Sang Yu, so she nodded: "Thank you, aunt."

After all, he turned and walked out.

Sang Yu held the clothes and respectfully asked Song Jiu to change.

Song Jiu didn't say much, got up and went behind the screen.

Sang Yu worked carefully and even asked her to smooth out the wrinkles on the skirt one by one.

Wearing half-sleeves of green mist gauze, a graceful light blue skirt, and a light pink shirt. Fragments of sunlight spilled into the room from the window and fell on Song Jiu's fair cheeks. She was so beautiful.

"Miss Song is so beautiful." Sang Yu looked at Song Jiu with stunning eyes and praised.

Song Jiu smiled lightly: "Auntie is so complimentary."

"Miss Song, will you return to the table now?" Sang Yu asked.

"I'm not afraid of auntie's jokes. I drank a lot of sweet-scented osmanthus stuffed wine just now, and now my stomach feels a little uncomfortable. Can you trouble auntie to pour me a cup of tea? I'll take it easy."

Sang Yu responded with a smile: "Yes, I will go right now, Miss Song."

With that said, she turned and went out.