Song Shuwan didn't take the people she saved on the streets of Zhuque seriously.
The next day, Duke Xinguo suddenly sent a message inviting Song Shuwan and Pei Huan to attend the family banquet together.
As soon as Song Shuwan saw it, she knew that the other party was uneasy and kind-hearted again. She thought about it and told Pei Huan about the post.
"I have some things to do recently and don't have time to go."
Song Shuwan raised her eyebrows when she heard this, and scanned Pei Huan's body with a scrutinizing gaze: "Is the Crown Prince planning to do something dangerous again?"
Pei Huan paused for a moment, feeling the undisguised gaze, and frowned slightly: "Why do you say that?"
Song Shuwan laughed: "If there is no danger, the prince will not intervene, but there are ugly words ahead. If the prince is seriously injured again..."
She didn't finish her words, but the rest of her meaning was clear to Pei Huan, and he said calmly: "Don't worry, I won't make fun of my situation."
Song Shuwan looked at him deeply: "Your Majesty, it is best for you to keep your word."
Pei Huan: "..."
That's all, the previous problem did lie with him, so Bendang didn't hear it.
Thinking about it, Pei Huan closed his eyes.
Two days later, Song Shuwan took Baicao and Feiyuan to the Xinguo Duke's Mansion. Zhong Rou came to the door to greet her for the first time: "It's rare for my sister to come back to the manor, why didn't the prince come?"
Song Shuwan glanced at her, ignoring the looks of other guests around her, and said calmly: "He has been busy recently and can't spare time. The Xinguo Duke's Mansion is quite busy today."
When she mentioned the Xinguo Duke's Mansion, the smile on Zhong Rou's face disappeared briefly, but quickly returned to normal.
"Today Duke Xinguo's palace invites nobles from all over the capital. It's going to be lively. Sister, please come in quickly. My father and mother are still waiting for you."
Song Shuwan's footsteps paused for a moment, wondering if there was some conspiracy behind today's banquet?
"Why is my sister looking at me like this?" Zhong Rou asked with a frown, and was a little stunned by Song Shuwan's gaze.
Song Shuwan smiled: "It's nothing, I just feel that my sister is different from usual today."
After leaving a message, Song Shuwan left without waiting for Zhong Rou's response. Not long after, she saw Duke Xin Guo and his wife, both of whom had smiles on their faces.
While talking with the guests around her, Mrs. Xinguo Gong suddenly saw Song Shuwan and smiled and waved to her.
Seeing this, Song Shuwan walked over and was held by her hand as soon as she stood still.
Mrs. Xin Guo Gong's tone was full of enthusiasm: "You are back now. Look at you. You have gained a lot of weight recently. You have always had an upset stomach at Duke Xin Guo's Mansion. Now, it seems that the food in the Marquis Mansion is to your liking."
The ladies around listened and looked at Song Shuwan with a bit of doubt in their eyes. She was much plump. Did the imperial concubine rarely return to her natal home?
Song Shuwan pursed her lips slightly and allowed Mrs. Xinguo Gong to hold her hand to show her concern. After her words fell, she slowly spoke: "Thank you for your concern, madam. The food in the Hou Mansion is indeed better than that in the Xinguo Gong Mansion. There is nothing strange about it."
Taste, oh, look at my mouth, Madam, don’t worry about it, actually I still miss the food at Duke Xinguo’s Mansion, I wonder if I can try it again at today’s banquet?”
The smile on Mrs. Xin Guogong's face froze slightly: "What did the Crown Princess say? How can the daily meals be delivered to this banquet?"
Song Shuwan suddenly realized: "That's right. Ordinary food cannot enter the mouths of distinguished guests. Madam, I understand. I will pay more attention to it in the future."
The two of them went back and forth, looking at each other very eagerly, but only they knew the edge hidden in their words.
The meals served at the Xinguo Duke's Mansion are clearly rotten leftovers, and the so-called concern is nothing more than a pretense that is shown on the surface and admired by outsiders.
As the two of them talked, the expressions of the ladies around them gradually became weird, and the smile on Mrs. Xinguo's face gradually faded, and she could only maintain a superficial appearance.
Soon, she changed the topic.
"Let's not talk about the past. I have prepared a lot of your favorite foods at today's banquet. You must try them all."
Song Shuwan nodded: "I understand, madam."
When the banquet was seated, Song Shuwan was pulled beside Mrs. Xin Guogong. A pot of warm wine was put on the table. Mrs. Xin Guogong actually poured the wine for her with her own hands.
"Wan'er, I respect you."
Song Shuwan lowered her eyes and looked at the cup handed over by Madam Xinguo Gong. She moved her hand slightly downward and lowered the mouth of the cup in her hand: "Whatever Madam said, I should treat it as a tribute to you."
As he was talking, there was a sudden noise outside.
Song Shuwan didn't care. After drinking the wine in the glass, she looked away. The next moment, surprise flashed in her eyes.
Yue Hong and Xie Youxing also wrote to the Duke's Mansion.
Xie Youxing was dressed in white today. He walked along the way and greeted everyone with thorough etiquette. He actually looked a bit like a handsome young man, completely different from the high-spirited young man in the past. She
Yue Hong was wearing a red dress, walking beside him, but she looked a little dim.
Song Shuwan frowned slightly. She didn't know if it was her misunderstanding. She always felt that there was something strange between Yue Hong and Xie Youxing.
It is said that their relationship is not good, but Yue Hong's love and shyness towards Xie Youxing are not fake. If it is said that their relationship is good, Yue Hong's expression and behavior are very strange every time she sees Xie Youxing.
Just like now, Yue Hong kept her head down and said nothing.
Song Shuwan was still thinking, but Xie Youxing and Yue Hong had already greeted Duke Xin.
Fortunately, soon, the banquet allowed guests to move around as they pleased, and Song Shuwan went to look for Yue Hong: "Miss Yue is in a bad mood today?"
Yue Hong pursed her lips, and the smile on her face was a little stagnant: "No, by the way, I heard that the scenery of Duke Xinguo's Mansion is very good. I wonder if the Crown Princess can take me to see it?"
Song Shuwan would not refuse, so she took Yue Hong around the garden of Duke Xinguo's Mansion. Just as she was about to turn around, a maid suddenly appeared and blocked their way.
"Slave Hong Yao, I have met the Crown Princess, Miss Yue."
Song Shuwan looked at her clothes as a servant of Duke Xinguo's palace and frowned slightly: "What's the matter with you?"
Hongyao looked up with a smile: "When I saw you two admiring flowers, I thought of sending you a flower. Princess, what do you think of this flower?"
She held out a red flower. The delicate color was accompanied by a rich fragrance. Song Shuwan and Yue Hong were choked by the fragrance and felt very uncomfortable.
"Well, what kind of flower is this? Why does it smell like this..." Yue Hong covered her nose, but before she could finish her words, she suddenly fell to the ground softly.
Song Shuwan felt strange and was about to check on her condition when her vision suddenly went dark and she fell to the ground with a "thud".
"Miss, it's been taken care of."
Hong Yao looked back and saw Zhong Rou walking out of the shadows. She took out a paper bag from her arms and handed it over, her eyes full of malice.
"Follow the previous arrangements."
After a while, a maid walked into the hall in panic: "Madam, Madam is not well, please go quickly, go to the stable in the backyard and have a look, the Crown Princess, something happened to her!"
Mrs. Xinguo's eyes turned slightly, and she quickly stood up and walked to the backyard. The guests around her looked at each other and chose to follow.