On the way to Chuxiu Palace, the other two girls seemed much more relaxed, and the palace maid who came to lead the way was also very kind-hearted, not restricting them from looking around or talking casually.

Then one of the girls came over and struck up a conversation: "Miss Song San, you are so lucky. The prince is so kind to you."

Song Qingyue didn't know them very well, so she asked: "Who are you?"

"I am from the Bofang family in Rongchang. I am married to the fourth son in Xing Liu."

"It turns out to be Miss Fang Liu." Song Qingyue said with a slight smile, then looked at the other one and asked: "Then you are Miss Guo Ba from Anyang Bofu, right?"

The corners of Guo Ba's lips twitched. She didn't like people calling her Guo Ba. It sounded like Guo Ba, so she said, "My nickname is Yun'er. Miss Song San can just call me Yun'er from now on."

Song Qingyue reciprocated politely: "My little name is Qingyue."

Both of them said their own names, and Miss Fang Liu also told her own names: "My name is Yilan. From now on we will be sisters-in-law."

Song Qingyue said: "Yes, let's get along well in the future."

Fang Yilan nodded happily. It could be seen that Miss Fang Liu was more lively and cheerful, while Guo Yun'er looked older than them. For some reason, she was a little reluctant to pay attention to these two people around her.

So Fang Yilan took Song Qingyue's hand and deliberately lagged a few steps behind Guo Yun'er. She pursed her lips in grievance and said, "At first, I thought Miss Song San was more difficult for you, but I didn't expect you to be so amiable."

Song Qingyue smiled awkwardly and said, "I just have a cold face."

"That is also an ice beauty. I really envy you. I secretly watched you just now, and His Highness the Crown Prince's eyes wanted to stick to you." Fang Yilan sighed with emotion.

Song Qingyue followed her words and chatted with her: "By the way, have you met the Fourth Young Master?"

Fang Yilan pursed her lips again: "I just took a look from a distance. I was so panicked at the time that I couldn't see clearly."

Song Qingyue comforted her: "Don't worry! His Royal Highness Prince Su is very good-looking. None of the concubines in Prince Su's palace are ugly, and his son will definitely be the same!"

Fang Yilan said in surprise: "Wow! Sister, have you seen His Highness Prince Su? Oh, yes, His Highness Prince Su is also in Lingnan."

Song Qingyue shook her head: "Actually, we haven't seen each other for more than ten years. I took a quick glance at it when I was young, and I was shocked! It is said that when His Highness Prince Su was young, he was known as the most beautiful man in the capital!"

Fang Yilan was so amused that she grinned widely. When she arrived at Chuxiu Palace, she did not go back to her room and stayed with Song Qingyue to listen to the gossip.

"Hey, Miss Song San, have you met His Highness the Crown Prince when you were in Lingnan?"

Song Qingyue still shook her head: "I was kidnapped by him once when I was six years old, but he was masked at the time. I thought he was a bandit."

"Seriously!" Fang Yilan's eyes shone with excitement, as if she had eaten something shocking. "Was His Royal Highness so naughty when he was a child? But why did he kidnap you?"

"Oh, just for fun, to scare me to tears..." Song Qingyue said with regret written all over her face.

"Pfft hahahaha! It's so funny!" Fang Yilan couldn't stop laughing.

Song Qingyue lamented: "Don't laugh, it's not funny! He locked me alone in a dark woodshed and asked his guards to sharpen knives outside the door. He also discussed whether he should steam me or steam me.

Braised in soy sauce.”

Seeing the sadness and anger on Song Qingyue's face, Fang Yilan laughed until her stomach hurt.

This girl seemed to be a little nervous and her thoughts were jumping very fast. She suddenly let out a sigh and asked as if she had discovered some big secret:

"Miss Song, Third Young Master, you see, from now on the second young master will marry Miss Meng from Baoding Marquis' Mansion, the third Young Master will marry Miss Guo Ba from Anyang Uncle's Mansion, and the fourth Young Master will marry me, from Rongchang Uncle's Mansion; only Miss Song will marry you.

, your father is the Minister of Household Affairs. From now on, among the four sisters-in-law of our Prince Su Palace, you are the only one who comes from a civil servant family!"

"Yeah." Song Qingyue nodded.

Fang Yilan slapped her head and said: "I know!" Then she sighed: "It seems that His Royal Highness really likes you! He doesn't care about your father being a civil servant, nor does he care about your status as a concubine.

Miss Song San, you are truly blessed."

Song Qingyue was drinking tea, and she almost spit out the tea at Fang Yilan's words. She looked at Fang Liu girl up and down again, and she was a little confused whether she was really crazy and outspoken, or she was pretending to be stupid.

Is she using words to suppress herself?

But Fang Yilan doesn't seem to have a smart mind.

Could she have forgotten that Li Zhao’s maternal family is the Ning family of the Marquis of Zhenbei!

Except for Ning Yuan, all the men of the Ning family are basically on the front line in northern Xinjiang, and they have to fight with the Tatars from time to time.

The weight of a Ning family member is no greater than that of Uncle Rongchang, Uncle Anyang, and Marquis Baoding put together?

Moreover, since Li Zhao returned to the capital, he has been taking a temporary post in the Xijing Camp. He is in charge of thousands of people, has errands in the Ministry of War, and is currently taking over the duties of the Imperial Guards. He has no shortage of connections and resources among military generals and nobles.

Is it the right solution to hook up with a new civil servant like my father?

That guy is not someone who loves beauty more than country.

Song Qingyue is very aware of Li Zhao's super career-mad persona.

If he were not Song Jianming's daughter, if Song Jianming was not so proud in front of His Majesty, or if he, like these future sisters-in-law, was also a girl from a noble family, he would not marry her as his wife even if he liked her.

.

Of course, this career maniac will never really fall in love with anyone.

Thinking of this, Song Qingyue's mood dropped again. He performed so affectionately in front of everyone today, probably to make those people believe that he was purely interested in the concubine of the Song family and had no other ambitions.

and political intentions.

Acting...

It's all just acting.

Song Qingyue emphasized to herself.

But he was so good at teasing. Even though she knew who he was, she was still made blushing by him.

Song Qingyue suddenly lost interest in chatting. Fang Yilan saw that Song Qingyue seemed very tired, so she stopped disturbing her and left.

Headache.

She asked Feng Qi to help her undress and wanted to go to bed and lie down for a while.

Facing Li Zhao, she felt a deep sense of powerlessness. She knew that there was an abyss under her feet, but she had already fallen into it. All kinds of pressure came from all around, making her breathless. She struggled with all her strength, but it was all in vain.

, I can only watch myself sinking deeper and deeper.
Chapter completed!