At the gate of Chonghua Gate.

Yang Xuqiu got out of the car slowly. When she turned around, Song Jingyun also got out of the car. "I didn't expect that I could meet the prince here so much."

What a coincidence, he was deliberately waiting to follow Yang Xuqiu.

"Yes, it's a coincidence."

Song Jingyun took a step forward and kept the right distance from Yang Xuqiu. He would not let others gossip, but also let Yang Xuqiu hear him.

"I brought some snacks and let your maid take them later."

“Why?”

"I'm afraid you won't be used to the table in the palace, so it's better to use some snacks to cushion your belly."

The food was exquisite when the palace banquet was served, but each was flashy and it was already cold when it was delivered, and it tasted so irritating. Yang Xuqiu knew about it, and she didn't plan to really eat enough.

"Thank you, the prince is intent." Yang Xuqiu was so distant no matter who he spoke to.

"We are friends, no need to thank you."

Friend? Yang Xuqiu thought the two were just gathered for profit, but never thought they were friends.

However, Song Jingyun is half of her friend in the past six months.

The two of them walked all the way to Changmei Pavilion. Most of them were here for festivals and banquets.

"Brother Jing Yun, you are here!" Song Wu ran to Song Jingyun happily in a tender yellow dress. When he saw Yang Xuqiu behind her, his face immediately sank, "You actually dare to come too."

"Why don't I dare?" Yang Xuqiu raised his chin and smiled brightly.

"You are just a wild breeder. My father treated you as a cat and a dog and was so fun that he gave a princess. You really thought you were flying to the branch!"

"According to what the second princess said, I, the third-rank prince, are just a cat or a dog?" Song Jingyun raised half of his handsome eyebrows, but said without any politeness.

"Princess, take care of me, I'll take a step first." Many people are already looking at this side. If he doesn't leave, instead, Yang Xuqiu becomes the center of the topic. Song Jingyun's tone is not much different from usual, but Song Wu still heard a little concern, not to mention that Song Jingyun's intention to protect Yang Xuqiu just now could not be heard.

"It's easy for the prince to leave." After saying that, Yang Xuqiu also walked towards the inner room. She didn't want to listen to nonsense in this cold wind.

"I warn you to stay away from the prince!"

Yang Xuqiu walked straight past, as if she didn't hear what she said. Why did she say she wanted to listen if she wanted to let her stay away from Song Jingyun?

Yang Xuqiu sat in her seat. These people were all related to the royal family, and they all had their own personalities and no one paid attention to her.

"Miss is getting up early today, so why not use a snack to cushion."

Just now, Bai Ji brought a food box from the prince's servant. The snacks contained in it were all the favorites of her ladies, which were obviously prepared for her.

“Okay.”

This food box is placed under the copper stove to keep it warm, and it is also hot when eaten in winter.

When the emperor arrived and the banquet officially started, Yang Xuqiu was already half full.

The sound of silk and bamboo sounds, and singing and dancing performances are indispensable in this case.

"I wish my father a good health and longevity in the New Year." Song Wu's mouth was very sweet, which made the emperor smile happily.

"Father, although the singing and dancing are soaring today, my daughter always feels that it lacks some newness."

The emperor had long been tired of this old trick and asked, "What do you think you should do?"

"It's better to let Princess Duanhui perform another part. I just don't know if Princess Duanhui's dance posture can be compared with the dancer."

With so many relatives and nobles in front of singing and dancing, what kind of face does she have in Kyoto have to do in the future?

Besides, if she dances well, she is just better than the dancer. If she is not good, wouldn’t she even be worse than the dancer?

Yang Xuqiu smiled and said, "The princess is joking. Today's banquet was done by the Queen. If the dancer said that the performance was not good, wouldn't it be a slap in the face of the Queen?"

Concubine Shun had been out of worries for a long time, and it was really rude to compare her niece with the dancer. "That's right, is the princess not satisfied with the queen's arrangement?"

The queen sat on the side of the emperor. She could hear clearly what she said just now, but she didn't look very good at this moment.

"I'm not..." Song Wuyou was ready to pretend to be weak and innocent

But the emperor is not a fool. Song Wu clearly wanted to embarrass Yang Xuqiu and wanted to use it. How could he not be angry? "Song Wu, you are rude."

"It's the father and the daughter realizes that she is wrong."

With such a small episode, no one is willing to pay attention to Yang Xuqiu.

This is the best. She didn't like to play Tai Chi with these people.

After a banquet, Yang Xuqiu didn't eat much serious food, but she ate all the pastries given by Song Jingyun.

"Cousin." Song Jingye walked towards Yang Xuqiu with a smile on his face.

"Hello, cousin."

"If you don't rush to leave the palace, go to your mother's place to sit there. Mother's mother can talk about you all day long."

At today's banquet, Yang Xuqiu didn't have time to say a few words to his aunt, and he didn't give him anything he asked to give him. "I was just thinking about going to see my aunt, but by chance, you are here, cousin."

Song Jingye has always been gentle to people. The two of them had only known each other for a short time, so it was inevitable that they were a little embarrassed together, but Song Jingye could always pick out countless interesting topics to make Yang Xuqiu smile happily.

The two of them talked and laughed all the way, and soon arrived at Yang Lin's palace.

Little did she know that this scene was seen by Song Jingyu.

Yang Xuqiu took out an exquisite lucky bag from his sleeve, which was made by Lin Yi himself. It also contained Yang Lin's favorite acacia flowers, which was slightly refreshing.

"Is your mother in good health these days?" She cared more about Lin Yi's health than the old lady Yang Lin. Her eldest sister-in-law is like her mother, and she is closer to her than her mother.

"It's great, it's just that the weather is cold and I don't like to go out all day long."

"When spring begins, you will come with your mother."

Yang Xuqiu now has the identity of a princess, so it is much more convenient to enter the palace, so she whispered.

Yang Lin became happier the more she looked at her. “It would be better if she could keep you by my side for a long time.”

"Then I will come to talk to my aunt often."

Yang Lin patted Yang Xuqiu's hand and said, "How can this be the same?" She turned to look at Song Jingye beside her and said, "Ye'er, do you understand what I mean?"

Song Jingye smiled heartily: "I understand what Mother's meaning is."

Although he had only seen Yang Xuqiu a few times, he could also see that she was an extremely smart woman. If he really married her, his uncle would have stood completely on his side.

How could Yang Xuqiu not understand her aunt's meaning after living a lifetime? She also knew that Yang Lin had a kind heart and felt that it was better to marry her son than to marry others.

But she no longer wants to have anything to do with these princes when she is working again.

"It's getting late, so my niece will take her back first."

"Ye'er, go and see Qiu'er off." Yang Lin quickly got up.

As soon as he left the Changle Palace Gate, Yang Xuqiu said, "Cousin will send it here."

Compared to just now, Yang Xuqiu's attitude towards Song Jingye was much colder at this moment. She didn't want Song Jingye to misunderstand. After all, the two were still relatives and did not want to hurt their relationship.

How could Song Jingye not know what Yang Xuqiu meant?

If you want to hug the beauty, you can't be too hasty, so he nodded and said, "Then be careful on the way."

He still had such a gentle smile, and this cousin's mind was deep.

"The princess is good at everything and can play more than an actor. Isn't it tired?"

Suddenly, Song Jingyu walked out of the corner without knowing it, and his face was full of mockery.

Bai Ji looked at the cloudy sky and said, "Miss is going to change the sky, let's go back quickly."

Yang Xuqiu no longer wanted to talk to Song Jingyu in this cold weather, so he turned sideways and wanted to leave.

Song Jingyu stretched his arms and blocked Yang Xuqiu's way. There were few people walking on this road, and now there were almost no one around.

"What do you want to do?" Yang Xuqiu looked at Song Jingyu coldly.

"First he walked with the prince, and then had an affair with Song Jingye, you are really a hot-tempered flower." As soon as Yang Xuqiu entered the palace, Song Jingyu stared at her. At this moment, he was already blinded and his previous steady calculations disappeared.

"Who am I with and what's your relationship with you?"

"Do you think I am a humble person, and it is not as likely as Song Jingye to become emperor, so you reject me and please Song Jingye?" Song Jingyu's inferiority has been engraved in his bones. As long as he encounters something that is not good, he will blame his background.

He approached Yang Xuqiu step by step, showing a fierce look on his face, "Why don't you speak?"

"Why should I explain it to you?" Yang Xuqiu felt calm on his face. He was so sad that he was so sad that he was explaining it to him.

"Believe it or not I can turn you into my woman now?"

Song Jingyu got closer and closer, and in an instant, a strong smell of alcohol came from Yang Xuqiu's nose.

There was no one around. If someone really came to encounter this, Yang Xuqiu would be the only one who suffered a loss.

Song Jingyu firmly grasped Yang Xuqiu's arm, "Why can't I get what I want? Why are Song Jingyan, Song Jingye and others not as good as me, but they have what I want."

Bang, Yang Xuqiu's slap fell on Song Jingyu's face, "Are you awake? At this moment, your dignified Sixth Prince forced the princess in the palace. How long can you, the Sixth Prince?"

Yang Xuqiu's cold voice pulled Song Jingyu out of the inner demon just now.

Yes, he has worked hard for so long, and he cannot destroy it!
To be continued...