Fall In Love With A Substitute

Chapter 57: The Princess's Little Wife (25)

Ming Shou Palace.

The lord of Qinghe was sitting drinking tea with his cheek in one hand.

The princess who didn't wait to rest at noon to freshen up, but waited for Feng Yuexian first.

Fengyue was idle with black-colored outer skirts, red piping, snow-skinned red lips, and shoulders hanging down.

Because of martial arts, she is different from ordinary boudoir girls, she is both charming and cold, full of impact.

As soon as Qinghe saw Feng Yuexian, he stood upright with a thud like a stubborn student who saw the master.

She looked alert. Why did Feng Yuexian arrive on time when she first came to the palace? Is she still holding grudges and want to continue digging for herself?

Qinghe made a decisive decision, bowed his knees and saluted, full of breath:

"The crown prince is lucky."

Feng Yuexian had a meal.

Princess Qinghe has a special status, and she is careless on weekdays, and no one cares about her etiquette with her. I didn't expect to know some etiquette for myself today.

Feng Yuexian glanced at her and said:

"I know the rules today—get up."

That's for sure, I can't catch the handle for you, Qinghe thought proudly.

As soon as the two of them sat down, Song Pianzhen turned out of the house.

She wore a green bamboo shirt, elegant and graceful. There are only a few pearl crystal strings with large nails on her head, which looks very elegant.

When Qinghe saw Song Pianzhen, he said:

"Pianju, look, your sister-in-law is here again."

She also winked at Song Pianju secretly, as if acting like a baby:

"Every time your imperial wife comes, we can't speak well."

The emperor's wife rushed out suddenly, and Song Pianzhen almost caught her skirt.

She cleared her throat covertly and met Feng Yuexian next to her.

There was helplessness in her eyes, but Feng Yuexian was so calm, she couldn't see the aggressiveness of changing clothes to kill Mingshou Palace.

There was even a little smile on his lips.

Under Song Pianqiu's gaze, Feng Yuexian raised her eyebrows in a leisurely tone:

"What did the county chief say that I can't listen?"

Qinghe seems to be out of control, but there is a way to deal with it, and she was cautious about dealing with herself just now, and then she said such a joke, 80% of them really wanted Song Pianzhen to say something, and had to motivate herself to leave.

The princess was here, Qinghe became fat, and said without blinking:

"Speaking of our boudoir girls who love to chat, you are all married. If you listen to this, the prince learned that I am to blame."

Feng Yuexian chuckled.

Qinghe looked blank, still a little cautious in the blankness.

Is Feng Yuexian **** off by herself? Even if you don't come back, how come you look so happy?

Song Pianzhen couldn't stand it anymore.

Xu was steaming from the heat, and her face was a little hot, and she ordered the maid to open the window to dissipate heat. After fanning herself, Song Pianxiu pursed her lips and said:

"If you have anything, just tell me, the emperor's wife is not an outsider."

At this time, the emperor's sister-in-law was uttered again, and it was like winding and winding around the tip of the tongue before being spit out.

Not an outsider?

Look at Qinghe here, look there, one is calm and content, the other is content, nothing can be seen.

She hesitated, put one arm on the table, and said with a bulging mouth:

"The harm, it's not a big deal, but I heard that the imperial decree was sent to various fiefdoms, and Pingjin also has a part, so I will ask you, what is the fun of this Mid-Autumn Festival family banquet?"

Song Pian was stunned.

Qinghe lived in Beijing with his family since childhood, but her father, King Pingjin, was in the fief.

She and Song Pianzhen have a good relationship. In addition to congeniality, she also wants to pay attention to the affairs of the palace for the family, and sometimes inquire from the original body.

Although the content of the imperial edict has not been passed on, it is naturally not difficult to know what you want to know.

This time, it should be her family that asked her to ask questions again.

This matter has nothing to do with the different surname Wang, Song Pianzhen smiled and said:

"It's just an ordinary family banquet, but it doesn't matter in your home after some time."

"If it's different, it's that you are going to a banquet this time to ask for a reunion."

Song Pianju's expression is gentle, lined with the green dress, his words and deeds are graceful and soft with the breeze under the forest.

At this moment, Qinghe realized that his handkerchief was different.

If you think about it carefully, this is the attitude.

Royals are naturally top-notch talents, and they are used to themselves. It is Qinghe herself, and a distinguished lady, who would think more for others on weekdays.

All words and deeds are natural and expensive, especially when others ask for something, understatement, it is hidden pride.

But now Song Pianzhen, with patience and humbleness in her eyes, understanding and tolerance, full of tolerance, and free movement.

Qinghe was moved for a while, she deserved to be her sister, she was so good.

She was a little bit twisted, and whispered Bibi: "It's rare to see you once, but I even disturbed you quietly with something."

Qinghe, who has always been a princess pistachio, blames herself:

"I'm not here, you must have lost a lot of fun..."

Qinghe scolded herself in her heart, she turned out to be the kind of bad woman who only thought of her sister when she encountered a problem!

"What are you blushing?"

"what?"

Qinghe looked at Feng Yuexian who suddenly made a noise, raised her hand to touch her face, is she blushing?

"Because I am ashamed." Qinghe looked serious.

Feng Yuexian sneered lightly.

Since Song Pianzhen had just finished speaking, the princess's face has not disappeared, just like the red-faced parrot, it is too stupid.

Fortunately, I don't come to the palace often, otherwise what should I do if Song Pianzhen is stupid.

As Feng Yuexian was thinking, he heard the river clearly:

"I have nothing to do behind me. Otherwise, I will move to the palace for a while and stay with you for a while. After the Mid-Autumn Festival, I will--"

"Hey."

Feng Yuexian’s tea bowl was placed on the table, and the tea lid was shifted, making the sound of scraping ears.

Qinghe shut his mouth alertly and looked over.

Feng Yuexian pursed her eyelids and laughed:

"The sheriff continues."

Feng Yuexian laughed beautifully, but he made Qinghe violently beat him, and he almost screamed.

Don't laugh at me!

"I... I still... leave it alone?"

Qinghe looked like Yazi who was very good at talking, as if discussing with Feng Yue Xian Da.

Feng Yuexian was also very good at talking, and said in no hurry:

"It's okay for the princess to live in the palace, princess?"

Qinghe was close to Song Pianqin, and Feng Yuexian wouldn't be able to refuse for her, otherwise, she would be really "elder sister-in-law like a mother".

Seeing that Feng Yuexian didn't mean to be nosy, Qinghe breathed a sigh of relief and secretly reflected on how he was surprised. She looked at Song Pianzhen with bright eyes.

A good sister will definitely not refuse herself. She likes to meet with herself the most and listen to the story of someone outside the concubine who is pulling her hair in the house!

Under Qinghe's expectant gaze, Song Pian smiled apologetically:

"I'm always tired in summer. When you live in the palace, I don't have the energy to play with you, for fear of detaining you."

Little sister...how much did you refuse to send?

Qinghe blinked blankly, looking a little stupid.

Feng Yuexian knew this was the result. Song Pianzhen played two roles alone, so how could Qinghe live in the palace and see each other from time to time.

Seeing Qinghe being like the dull red-faced parrot of the old father at home, Feng Yuexian said with rare love:

"Since you have entered the palace, why don't you go and see Qi Baozhu, she lives in the Wude Palace alone, which is more lonely than the princess."

Qi Baozhu was the second prince and concubine. The second prince went to guard the tomb. The emperor did not treat women and children harshly. Qi Baozhu was still living in the Wude Hall.

Waiting for the prince's court attendant to take a few trips to the Wude Hall, the Ministry of Internal Affairs did not dare to deny the case of Wude Hall. Compared with the usual time when Song Qu was there, Qi Baozhu had a better life, but it was unavoidable to be lonely.

The relationship between Qinghe and Qi Baozhu is okay, and in the old days, banquets can still be held in arms. Thinking of Qi Baozhu's experience, she was taken aback and stood up and said:

"Then I will go see her and tell her about the fashionable scenes outside."

After two steps, she reacted: "Hey, why is she more lonely than Pianju?"

Aren’t the two pitiful people who have no one playing?

Then, Qinghe listened to the princess slowly saying:

"Princess, there is me."

"..."

Qinghe looked at Song Pianzhen like a guilty man, aren't you Xia Tired?

"...I am teasing you, she doesn't come often." Song Pian pacified the child.

Feng Yuexian didn't refute, and drank some sweet tea.

She doesn't come often.

She played with Song Pianzhen in the East Palace.

"That's it."

Pure Qinghe suddenly realized that he cursed Feng Yuexian loudly in his heart, and left with satisfaction.

After Qinghe leaves, they can also return to the East Palace.

Fengyue came here leisurely by footsteps, so naturally she would also go back by footsteps. Song Pianzhen walked along the secret road. She stood up, brushed the palace ribbon, and raised her head and said:

"Yuexian, when you finish drinking this tea, go back to the East Palace..."

Feng Yuexian hooked her lips: "Don't call my emperor's wife?"

Song Pianzhen was dumb, staring at her without speaking.

Her eyes were soft enough to drip out, and Feng Yuexian couldn't bear it, she stood up and walked towards Song Pianzhen.

Song Pianzhen looked at her eyes and knew what she wanted to do.

There are many palace attendants outside, and it is blue sky and white sun. How can Song Pianzhen make her fool around in Mingshou Palace.

She stepped back and scolded softly:

"Don't mess around."

It just so happened that she retreated to the crystal curtain, which was like willow branches, crystal clear in the light, shimmering slightly, and was swept to the sides by her, making a rustling sound.

Behind Song Pian, a gust of wind poured into the open window.

The crystal curtain rises with the wind, like a series of colorful light spots rising into the air.

Floating together, there was also the thin and wide sleeves on Song Pianzhen's body, like the green mist in the forest, they spread out to their heart's content.

The dark green palace ribbon follows the crystal curtain, supported by the wind, floating lightly in the air——

The next breath was captured by Feng Yuexian.

Song Pianju's tea eyes widened and her lips opened slightly.

In the wind, Feng Yuexian's dress was like a bird's wings, spreading towards her back, and her robe flew towards her, like a nine-day mysterious bird.

A few strands of crystal curtain, Feng Yuexian's Gonglu ribbon folded a few times, and slightly pulled Song Pian into her arms.

Wind set.

The curtain is separated between the faces of the two, as if they are wearing a bead curtain for each other, half-covered and half-concealed, smart and light.

Feng Yuexian lowered his head slightly, passed through the bead curtain, and rubbed Song Pianshu with the tip of his nose.

She chuckled, because she was so close, she murmured like a whisper:

"Hide me, huh?"

Song Pianxian blinked, Wu Mi's long eyelashes lightly brushed through the crystals, tickling Feng Yuexian's heart.

"This is Ming Shou Palace."

Feng Yuexian sighed lightly.

"Okay, don't do anything."

When Feng Yuexian spoke, Song Pianzhen naturally believed her.

But at the next breath, Feng Yuexue hangs his head--

Song Pianzhen was startled.

She kissed it down.

There is a transparent, flawless, brilliant crystal.