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Sure enough, in less than fifteen minutes, a person came forward to investigate. However, he was not a bystander, but was precisely the Cyan Plum Blossom that Chu Qinghuan had seen before.

Because of the Old Mistress's birthday banquet, there were very few people who walked around, so Qingmei quietly walked closer to the Wind-Wave Pavilion, only to hear a voice from the second floor before she even entered. She immediately blushed and stood there at a loss of what to do.

The voice that came from the second floor was extremely familiar, but it was not very clear to Chu Qinghuan. Chu Qinghuan smiled, but very quickly, her face became anxious, and she called out softly: "Tang Mei, Tu Mei, where are you?"

A person slowly walked over. The person at the front had a slim waist, and wore a light purple silk dress that was embroidered with gold and silk, making her appear even more calm and collected. There were many green lotuses embroidered on the bottom of her skirt, and a plain belt around her waist.

Her waist-length hair seemed to be more supple and elegant than an ordinary person's, and her amethyst moonlight steps swayed with her every move. It was unknown if it was because of this step or because she was the one that matched her graceful demeanor.

As for that face, it was powdered too white, and Shi Zhu too red. The eyebrows of the distant mountain were like jade feathers, and the skin of the jade-like muscles were like snow. She smiled sweetly. She could bewitch Immortals, and enchant Demons. This was Chu Jinxiu, the well-deserved First Beauty in Capital of the Great Zhou.

Chu Qinghuan felt a sharp pain in her stomach, as though a weak voice was shouting, "Queen Mother, save me!"

"Who is it, to actually shout loudly inside the Prime Minister's Mansion, are there any rules?"

Chu Jinxiu had not even opened her mouth when a round face man wearing a pink embroidered jacket, shouted loudly, as if she was swearing in public. Chu Qinghuan glanced at it indifferently, it was exactly the same, Chu Changxi still liked to show off and be used as a lance.

"Joy, must not be lost …" When she saw the person's appearance clearly, Chu Jinxiu was startled, as though she could not believe it, and her gaze floated between Chu Qinghuan and the Wind-Wave Pavilion, "You … This is your Second Elder Sister Qing Huan. Second Sister, why are you here? "

Chu Jinxiu looked as if she had seen a ghost. Seeing that, she could not help but laugh shyly, "My servant girl has been lost, I looked around for her and coincidentally walked over here."

Hearing that, Chu Jinxiu's face froze, and sshe immediately glared at the person by her side. After a while, he said: "Second sister, your servant girl should not be here."

"Embroidery, why did you call me here in such a hurry?"

Behind him, a voice filled with helplessness came out. Chu Qinghuan straightened her back, clenched her hands into fists, and slowly turned around and bowed towards the person: "Daughter Qing Huan greets Mother."

The man was dressed in a brocade dress with golden butterflies and a goose-yellow officer's sash at the hem. He was wearing a narrow coat of red satin, and over it he wore a silver-and-white mink coat of many colors. It was the first wife, Song Xiangyun. Obviously, she did not expect to meet Chu Qinghuan here, so a trace of astonishment flashed across her face before a smile quickly spread across her face. "So it's Qinghuan.

As expected of the First Madame, the moment she opened her mouth, she pushed all the responsibility onto him and gave him the image of a loving mother.

Just as First Madame finished speaking, the noble women behind her looked at Chu Qinghuan with even more contempt.

"In reply to mother, Qinghuan originally wanted to go with Nanny Zhou to visit her mother, but Nanny Zhou hurriedly went to Old Mistress, and her daughter … My daughter got lost. " Chu Qinghuan looked like she was about to cry, but seeing that First Madame had no choice, she could only say that she was the one who ordered the rest to leave, she did not expect that she was not stupid, and had actually brought out her own Old Mistress, where her Great Zhou was supposed to be filial to the whole world, and that she, as a woman ordered by the imperial government, had to be filial.

Furthermore, Chu Qinghuan was standing there as if nothing had happened, and she could clearly see the astonishment on her precious daughter's face. First Madame immediately made a decision, and smiled: "Silly girl, you can just go and pay respects to Old Mistress, coincidentally, today is Old Mistress's birthday, Mother will bring you over …."

"Ah …" Who are you, save me! " Suddenly, a sharp yell came from the second floor of the Wind-Wave Pavilion, interrupting First Madame's words.

The corner of Chu Qinghuan's eyes slightly raised, revealing a trace of a smile. What was to come, had finally come.

Chu Jinxiu could not help but frown. Although the voice was sharp, she could hear it clearly. It was clear …

Thinking up to here, she couldn't help but glare fiercely at Chu Qinghuan, and said hurriedly: "Mother, Old Mistress still needs you to control them. Daughter will bring Second Sister to change clothes, then go pay respects to Old Mistress."

What a good way to change the subject! Chu Qinghuan lowered her head as a cold smile flashed past her eyes. You want to cover your tracks? That would depend on whether she agreed or not!

"Eldest Miss is truly a kind person …" These noble women were all scampered out of the backyard, so they knew what happened when they heard the voice. It was normal for the young master of the backyard to tease and tease the maidservants, but this event happened on Old Mistress's birthday. They just saw that First Madame He Chujinxiu's face did not look good and they pretended not to hear, but before they could finish, they were interrupted by a scream for help.

"Embroidery, save me! Save me!" Song Lingyue saw that pale-purple figure grabbing onto Chu Jinxiu's arm tightly as if she was grabbing onto her savior. She looked backwards in fear, as if she was afraid that someone was holding onto her.

After grabbing onto Song Lingyue's arm with all her might, Chu Jinxiu's face paled. When she tried to pry her arm apart, she realized that her grip was tighter.

"Why is Cousin Lingyue here?" Chu Changxi looked at the undressed man in front of him in disbelief, as her gaze suddenly landed on Chu Qinghuan's body.

"You damned girl, what kind of demonic magic did you use? Shouldn't it be …?"

"Shut up! Chang Xi, hurry up and bring Ling Yue to change!" Seeing that Chu Changxi actually blurted it out, Chu Jinxiu bellowed.

Chu Jinxiu had always been gentle, at least on the surface. Chu Changxi never expected Sister Huang to have such an expression, and was immediately stunned. Only when Chu Changle pulled on her sleeves did she immediately regain her senses, and wanted to bring Song Lingyue away, but unfortunately, it was already too late.

"Beauty, where are you running to?" The person who suddenly ran out from the Wind-Wave Pavilion made First Madame even more embarrassed, and the few noble women behind him shouted with sharp eyes, "Heir of Linping Marquis, he is …"

He hadn't finished speaking, but everyone knew what had happened. The undressed Song Family Fourth Miss and the similarly undressed Heir of Linping Marquis were clearly …

The few noble ladies were also stunned, but they also had the thought of watching a good show, and didn't want to leave.

seemed to be obsessed with life as he rushed towards Song Lingyue's direction.

Chu Changxi, who was originally supporting Song Lingyue, immediately let go of her hands in fear, but unexpectedly, Song Lingyue suddenly grabbed onto both of them. With their bodies unstable, they fell to the ground. However, Dongfang Min still refused to let go.

Seeing that, First Madame's originally rosy face turned red, she shouted at the servant girl: "Hurry and pull it out for me!"

A few of the servant girls heard and immediately went forward to pull the two people away, but they did not expect that Dongfang Min would not let them go as if he was crazy, and would only move his mouth closer to Song Lingyue's face. The servant girl tried to pull Dongfang Min away, but she was kicked to the ground by him.

For a moment, the area in front of the Wind-Wave Pavilion was a complete mess.

Chu Qinghuan looked at First Madame whose face was like ice and the smile in the corner of her eyes dyed her palm-sized face.

"Madam Song, what's going on here?"

Hearing that, Chu Qinghuan turned her head to look, to see that Huangfu Shu had walked over unknowingly, with a gentle smile on his face, as if he was born like this.