C16

Nannan was curious as to why the Miss was treating the Seventh Prince in such a manner, but she did not expect that the Seventh Prince would send her an exquisite box at night. Inside the box was a real plum blossom that seemed to be fake.

He even asked Song Zhentian to take good care of Song Qingyu. Song Zhentian was ecstatic. He had even forgotten that his first wife was talking about the injury on Song Yiyan's hand.

When they were sent to the Wangqing Courtyard, Nannan opened the door and was shocked. He had never seen such a lifelike bunch of red plums. He looked at Song Qingyu with glee.

Song Qingyu did not care about this at all.

"Miss, has the Seventh Prince fallen for the Miss?"

Like it? Song Qingyu smiled lightly and shook his head, "It's just that I didn't get into his interest and he's interested right now. Plus, his face is not bad."

According to her understanding of Zuo Linyu, this person only had power in his eyes.

Song Qingyu sipped a mouthful of tea. He suddenly realized that the tea leaves he sent over were of the best quality.

Not only that, the Countess had instructed the First Madam to ensure that Song Qingyu's daily necessities were handled by the Song Family's direct daughter without any neglect. Today, Song Zhentian was happy and instructed to take good care of Song Qingyu.

Because he had chased out two maids, the madame had sent ten more maids over. Song Qingyu did not like having so many people take care of him, so he rejected them.

"Sun mama is here."

Hearing that the maid guarding the door had passed on, Song Qingyu lightly nodded his head.

Grandma Sun looked chubby in her dark coat. He carefully opened the curtain with a smile on his face, afraid that the wind would blow into the room.

"Eldest Miss, great news."

Song Qingyu turned his head and saw Sun mama carrying a plate over.

"Eldest Miss, I'm overjoyed. I just received news that Imperial Concubine Chen is going to set up a feast to see the snow the day after tomorrow. This is the post. Master asked this old servant to measure your size. "

Song Qingyu picked up the thread as the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

She had calculated that in the past few days, Chen Fei would put on some kind of pretense of setting up a feast to embarrass this peasant girl of hers.

"Alright."

Senior Servant Sun's eyebrows curved into a frown. She saw that only Nannan stood guard beside Song Qingyu, so she approached and restrained her smile. She whispered, "Second Aunt went to visit Second Young Miss today, and unintentionally said the wrong thing. Kneeling in the snow since noon. "I came over from there just now. Second Madame is sick."

In his previous life, he couldn't remember his second aunt getting sick. Song Qingyu thought for a moment before nodding.

After Sun mama left.

While Ah Nan served Song Qingyu's rest, she asked: "Second Aunt is sick, should we not go take a look?"

"The true illness is still unclear. It's not that simple. "

Three days later, it snowed in the morning. The weather was unusually sunny during the day.

Song Qingyu was dressed in hibiscus hair, and his hair was dotted with a few sparkling white amulets. It was simple and elegant. Her body was covered with a long green skirt that dragged along the ground. The edge of the dress was embroidered with fine clouds. A wave of Tsinghua University qi.

Chen Fei had invited a horse carriage to pick them up earlier. A total of two mama, four big palace maids, already small palace maids, a few small eunuchs.

When the palace maids and mama saw Song Qingyu, they were shocked. He couldn't help but praise Zhang Xuan.

Song Zhentian looked at Song Qingyu's demeanor and was quite satisfied with it. Before Song Qingyu left, Song Zhentian looked at him and said, "The palace is not the same as the palace. You must be careful with your words."

"A Yu will remember this in his heart."

Song Qing and Yu got on the carriage.

The first wife gave a cold snort, "Master, are we really only letting her pass by? This girl came from the countryside after all, so she didn't know much about the palace's rules. "If something happens and I contradict Chen Fei …"

"There's no other way. Imperial Concubine Chen only invited Ah Yu."

Ah Yu's tone was rather friendly! The first wife unhappily turned around, and a cold smile flashed at the corner of her mouth. She had long heard from Imperial Concubine Chen that they would find a chance to embarrass the girl.

After all, his parents were from Zhenguo Prefecture, and Chen Fei wouldn't want a powerless Song Qingyu to marry the Seventh Prince.

The first wife looked forward to Song Qingyu's dejected return. If this Song Qingyu angered the Madam, he would definitely make things difficult for her when he returned.

The First Lady suddenly thought of something.

"Men, hurry up and send me a letter to the palace."

The walls of the palace were cut off from the outside, and Song Qingyu was able to see the majestic imperial city. Without the noise outside, everyone held their breath.

Song Qingyu sat in the carriage as per usual.

In his previous life, the Imperial Concubine Chen set up a tea feast and even invited the empress dowager over. It was at all costs to make a fool of himself.

At this moment, the sound of galloping horses came from the opposite direction. It was the sound of Song Qingyu's carriage charging over.

"God's Army, step aside!"

The coachman hastily stepped aside, almost knocking Song Qingyu to the side. Song Qingyu parted the curtain and only saw a few fast horses passing by.

The person at the front had an ice-cold expression on his face. He was extremely nervous, and his right hand held the imperial edict as he moved forward urgently. The gold medals on his waist rose and fell together.

After this group of people passed by, the mama snorted coldly. "This group of fellows are looking down more and more on the Imperial Concubine Chen."

Song Qingyu did not say anything. Everyone knew that the great general of the God's Army was the Queen's eldest brother. The Queen and Consort Chen had always been rivals. It wasn't strange for the people in Chen Fei Palace to feel this way.

The maidservant at the side advised, "The imperial edict must have something urgent to do." Furthermore, the person who has come is a lieutenant. It seems that there is indeed an urgent matter. "

"What urgent matter? Isn't the most urgent matter of the God's Army just to find that living ancestor and return to the palace?"

"Senior, don't speak nonsense. I've been carefully listened to by others. "

Only then did the mama shut her mouth angrily.

Lifeless Ancestor — the Ninth Prince, Song Qingyu knew who it was. Compared to a popinjay or a luxury, Yu only dared to acknowledge him.

The ninth prince was tyrannical outside, and no one in Yu City dared to provoke him.

Song Qingyu remembered that the Fourth Young Madam had been chosen by him and had become his Seventh Madame.

But was the Ninth Prince really so ridiculous that he would need to use God's Army to get back at the palace? However, how could such a person become the crown prince? He became the person that Zuo Liyu feared the most?

Was it because of the Queen's support?

Just as he was thinking about it, the palanquin had already moved forward once again.

When they came to a stop again, they found themselves in front of a huge palace gate. In front of the gate were two large lions.

Senior Servant Yue had been waiting for a long time. When she saw the carriage arrive, she kept a cold expression on her face.

The palace maid lifted the curtain and helped Song Qing and Yu off the carriage. Song Qingyu raised his eyes slightly and saw that there were two maids standing by the entrance of the palace. In front of the maids was a well-mannered nanny wearing a dark coat who was currently sizing him up.

She recognized him. It was Senior Servant Yue. He had bullied her many times through his favors in his previous life.

"Miss Song, after you."

Song Qing and Yu nodded, maintaining the proper rules. With Yue mama leading the way, the palace maids followed behind. Generally speaking, she was a guest. No matter how much of a slave she was, Yue mama had to be half a step ahead of her.

However, Senior Servant Yue knew that Song Qingyu didn't understand the rules and didn't place her in his eyes at all. She quickly walked to the front.

Song Qing Yu didn't care about her. In half an incense stick of time. As Song Qingyu was walking forward, he heard laughter coming from the yard in front.

"Empress Dowager, chenqie, you've brought your future daughter-in-law here today."

His future wife? It sounded good.

When Song Qingyu was walking forward, he noticed that Yue mama had slowed down her speed. He also noticed that Yue mama had accidentally brushed against his long skirt that was slightly dragging the ground.

Song Qing and Yu understood.