After rebirth, Her Royal Highness is a black lotus flower

Chapter 91 Song Huai: On the Way

It was originally the seat of Xie's family, but now it was taken by Xue's father and son.

General Xie snorted coldly, just as he was about to explode, his wife pinched his arm.

Mrs. Xie said in a low voice, "There are many people who offend you on weekdays, but today is a good day for Lin'er, bear with it."

Xie Ming held a cup of warm new tea and placed it in front of Shen Qianzhao, took the empty tea cup away and let the people below go away.

The Xie Mansion has never entertained guests very much, and it is inevitable that there will be such poor hospitality.

Shen Qianzhao smiled kindly, "Thank you, brother."

Xie Ming nodded slightly, his light was soft and gentle, but he didn't stop at Shen Qianzhao.

The banquet is open, and everyone moves their chopsticks.

Xue Ling picked up a small piece of sweet and sour short ribs and placed them on Shen Qianzhao's plate, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, "I remember my cousin loves this sweet and sour short ribs the most, I guess I remember correctly."

He has always been satisfied with his powers of observation.

During the banquet in the palace two years ago, he found that Shen Qianzhao had been eating the sweet and sour short ribs in front of him, and even His Majesty gave Shen Qianzhao his own sweet and sour ribs in public.

Therefore, he always remembers.

Shen Qianzhao silently rolled her eyes in her heart, you, Mr. Shen, I never want to eat sweet and sour short ribs, I'm afraid you are just thinking about fart.

In particular, since the banquet in the palace two years ago, Caiqiu has been telling himself to taste every dish, but his father refused to eat it himself, and forced himself to eat his sweet and sour short ribs , I made it for her. At that time, when I saw this dish, I felt sick to my stomach.

Xie Lin glanced at Shen Qianzhao, with a puzzled look on his face: Since when do you still like sweet and sour short ribs?

Last time he ordered a sweet and sour short rib at Ruyilou, but he didn't see Shen Xiaozhao move his chopsticks.

At this time, Xie Ming on the side took a new pair of chopsticks, took a small plate of salt-baked crispy meat, and put it next to Shen Qianzhao, "Fuchu has never paid much attention to food. I don't know your preferences. Use some."

Xie Ming spoke with the same soft voice as Xue Ling, but not like Xue Ling.

For the former, etiquette is cultivated from the bottom of his heart. This person himself is like this, and he treats people and things without burdening others.

But the latter seemed to wear a mask, which made people feel alienated.

I always feel that Xue Ling's mask is almost stuck to his face.

Shen Qianzhao nodded slightly, and picked up a piece of crispy meat. It was salty and crispy, and it was delicious. Two small dimples appeared on her cheeks unconsciously, "I think it's delicious."

This salty and crispy meat is coated with flour and deep-fried. Although it is delicious, it gets angry, so you can't eat too much.

Caiqiu on the side wanted to give some advice, but it was hard to say too much because there were so many people.

Xue Ling's eyes dimmed, and his hand holding the chopsticks tightened slightly, as if he was holding back something, but it seemed that there was nothing.

Xie Lin on the side saw it clearly and thought: It's useless for you to argue with my elder brother, and Shen Qianzhao doesn't like normal men.

At this table, everyone has their own thoughts.

At this moment, the guard came again. This time, his face was a little flustered, "Master. Master Dong. Dong."

General Xie scolded with a straight face, "What a panic! Speak well."

All eyes in the hall were attracted.

The guard took a deep breath, "Master! People from Dongchang are here!"

As soon as these words came out, General Xie almost fell off the chair. He wiped off his sweat, "What nonsense, why did the people from Dongchang come?"

People in the hall were talking about it, and Xue Shide had a proud expression on his face.

After all, it is not a good thing for Dongchang to come to the door.

Whichever family in Beijing is approached by Dongchang will definitely cause trouble and bad luck, either losing their heads or demoting them to third grades. If this is serious, there are also people who ransacked their families and wiped out their families.

Shen Qianzhao looked curiously at the entrance of the hall, thinking: Who could be here?
At this moment, Song Huai is in the palace, it should be someone else from Dongchang.

Xie Lin looked at Shen Qianzhao's expression, and immediately saw her careful thinking. He leaned his head slightly and said in a low voice, "Don't think about it, he is not the only one in Dongchang."

It's impossible to run into Song Huai every time.

Shen Qianzhao rolled his eyes at him, "Eat your meal."

At this moment, the sound of neat footsteps of boots on the ground came from outside the hall
A group of people in Dongchang uniforms appeared at the entrance of the hall, and the faces of the people in the hall changed.

Shen Qianzhao's eyes lit up, Song Huai!

Xie Lin: "." What a coincidence.

Shen Qianzhao sent a smug look to Xie Lin, who rolled his eyes silently.

General Xie hurriedly got up to meet him, this official looked down on and was afraid of the Dongchang people.

General Xie was genuinely afraid that one day the old emperor would think that he was an eyesore, and would come up with an excuse to raid his house.

"I don't know what's going on, my lords are here today?"

From the moment Song Huai entered the hall, his eyes were tightly locked on Shen Qianzhao, and seeing her talking and laughing from the people next to her, her unsmiling face became even more chilly.

He recognized that person, the second son of the Xie family, Xie Lin.

It was the person Shen Qianzhao pretended to be sick to see.

It was also the one at the training ground that day.

"Yan Gong, who gave gifts in the palace, sprained his ankle on the road, and I just sent the gifts to your residence along the way." Song Huai said coldly, his tone was not at all like a gift giver.

The people in the hall, including General Xie and Mrs. Xie, all heaved a sigh of relief, it was just a smooth gift, nothing serious.

However, it was the first time I saw this person from the East Factory giving gifts, especially the leader of the factory guard. Although he was good-looking, his face didn't look like a gift-giver at all, but rather came to pay an enemy's grave.

The worries in General Xie's heart dissipated, and he immediately smiled heartily, and the polite words came, "Thank you, my lords, since it's a gift, why don't we sit down and have a few drinks together?"

Song Huai's jaw tightened slightly, and her crimson lips parted slightly, "Okay."

General Xie: "That's the case, not much.???"

The smile on General Xie's face froze, did he hear it wrong?
The several factory guards behind Song Huai also looked at each other in blank dismay. You looked at me and I looked at you, but they didn't understand why.

Now that I have spoken, I have to greet people to sit down, a group of people, one on this side, and two on that side.

Just when General Xie was wondering which table to put Song Huai at, Song Huai stepped up, passed by him, crossed the two tables, and walked towards the inner table.

Like a gust of cold wind blowing, the people at the two tables trembled inexplicably, their entire backs were stiff.

Shen Qianzhao blinked, looked at Song Huai, and walked towards her bit by bit, his eyes met, and no one looked away. At that moment, it was like the light that belonged to him slowly moving toward her. Come slowly.

Shen Qianzhao's heart was beating fast, and his cheeks were slightly flushed.

Xie Lin felt his forehead twitching, which was too blatant. Sure enough, he knew too much and endured too much.

(End of this chapter)