As soon as Song Pianjiao said this, everyone's expressions were extremely wonderful.
Don't talk about adults, only the ignorant young children don't know what happened, even the older ones understand—
They were nothing compared to a baby who was still in swaddling.
Especially Song Ziyi, Feng Yuexian's previous attitude not only gave the illusion of several princesses, but even he himself felt that he was sure of everything.
Although he was humble and polite on the face, he had already begun to hope that Feng Yue Xian would choose himself, slap Wang Fei hard on the face, and return to the palace, the aunt would cry with joy.
Neither King Xin nor the old lady dared to underestimate him and his concubine. In the future, it was him who came to control the fate of the palace.
And these fantasies, and the expectations that made his blood flow, were all vanished and no longer existed under Song Pian's fluttering words "eyes closed".
At this time, Song Ziyi was still young, his mind was not fully mature, and he had never been in contact with the power that suffocated people's hearts. He only knew that he had missed the opportunity to become a superior man, and he had completely lost this battle.
Not to mention turning over... Song Ziyi quietly looked at Princess Xin, and after seeing her stunned, he was at first in disbelief and dissatisfaction, but quickly put it away, and turned to look at himself sharply, as if quenched by poison.
Song Ziyi's back tensed, this nominal mother would never let herself and her concubine go... And all of this was the princess's fault.
The scene soon became lively, whether it was sincere or not, it had to be lively.
Song Ziyi stood behind the crowd, and although there was a smile on his lips, he looked at Song Piandao with hatred eyes, extremely cold.
He didn't dare to look directly at the nobles before, but now he saw Song Pian's face dizzy like a bright moon, and the beauty on his body was thicker than his aunt who showed her softness, but she had more bearing.
Even Song Ziyi, who was in a swollen mood at this time, couldn't say that it was a hateful face, but he quickly woke up, and sure enough, the more beautiful a woman was, the more vicious it was.
Now that he looked at the princess, he turned to look at the princess beside the princess, and valued his princess.
If you get a word or two of favor from the Crown Princess, when you return to the palace, you can also be used as a talisman in front of your father.
Song Ziyi thought very calmly, the smile on his lips contained a hint of disappointment, and turned his head slightly.
As a result, when he turned his head, he actually met the eyes of the Crown Princess!
It was only then that Song Ziyi realized that the Crown Princess had been looking at him for an unknown amount of time.
These eyes are slightly long and narrow, the tails of the eyes are dark, and the very charming eyes are like a pair of cold and cold pools, which reminds Song Ziyi of the eyes of the leopard that King Xin had captured alive, cold and ruthless, and with the pride of a big cat.
Song Ziyi immediately broke out in cold sweat.
He subconsciously buried his head, and his thoughts of showing off in front of the Crown Princess were completely wiped out, and he even wanted to shrink himself, wishing to disappear in the East Palace.
"looking at what?"
It was Song Pianjiao who was asking himself, Fengyue took a leisurely moment, retracted her gaze, looked at Song Pianjiao, and said concisely:
"nothing."
She licked the roots of her teeth with the tip of her tongue, restraining a trace of killing intent in her heart.
Just now, Song Ziyi dared to look at Song Piantao with such eyes.
She was originally surprised by Song Piangan's choice, and while she guessed in her heart that Song Pianjiao chose Song An, she also looked at Song Ziyi with a trace of regret.
Feng Yuexian knew that Song Ziyi was in a difficult situation, and since she took action today, Song Ziyi was able to enter the palace. With Feng Yuexian's character, he originally wanted to live a good life and protect him so that he would not suffer from the concubine's humiliation.
Also, since she has a love for talents, she has the intention of cultivating Song Ziyi, and it would be good to be Song An’s right-hand man in the future—
Unexpectedly, Song Ziyi felt resentment because Song Pian didn't choose him.
He is still young now, and he knows how to restrain himself when he suffers from setbacks. While his eyes are as cold as a snake, he can also pretend to be smiling. If Feng Yuexian hadn't looked at him, no one would have noticed him standing at the back.
If you wait for him to grow up, it will be a big problem.
Feng Yuexian twitched her fingers, her eyes getting colder.
The East Palace prepared a small banquet, and when Jin Lingzhi used the luncheon, he returned to the palace in a carriage, which was much easier than when he went.
A few people less, can it be easy
King Li just got up for noon, when he saw Jin Lingzhi coming in, he laughed and said:
"Where's Eucalyptus? I brought back the gadgets the carpenter made for him. There are three or four rattles—"
Jin Lingzhi sat down on the red sandalwood chair, propped her head up, was bored for a while, and said with a complicated expression:
"In the East Palace."
"… "
King Li is not stupid. If he doesn't understand, he is not the king of Northwest China, but why
Even though he said that before Jin Lingzhi left, he didn't really think so in his heart. His thoughts were more direct—
The same mother, the prince is gone, will the princess be far away? Starting from the milk baby, although it is more affectionate, if one is not good, Dali will be broken. I must pick a bigger one, and it will be useful for a few years.
Come to think of it, there is only one reason.
"Prince Concubine is in control of the East Palace." King Li said firmly, otherwise, how could he have given this matter to his own family
"Qin nonsense." Jin Lingzhi glared at him neither softly nor hard, "What do you men know, as far as I can see today, Yue Xian was eaten by the princess to death."
"How did you see it?" King Li asked humbly.
Jin Lingzhi flicked the Qing Luo fan, and said the matter of the concubine in the Prince's Mansion.
At that time, she was worried that her child was going to be robbed by the East Palace, and it was because of her anxiety that she paid great attention to the faces of the princess and the crown princess, and only then did she find out about this.
She was also surprised at that time. When the boy looked at the princess, although it was disrespectful, it could also be attributed to the fact that the young man couldn't stand the grind.
But after being seen by Feng Yuexian, Feng Yuexian was even more angry than him. Such subconscious details can't be made for the princess to see, right
Seriously, she has protected the princess to the extreme.
Prince Li listened, and walked away with his hands behind his back, and after a long time he said:
"Feng Yuexian is extremely capable, even if he calls himself the master - he can achieve things."
"You can't say this casually." Jin Lingzhi said subconsciously, thought about it, and asked again, "Is it such an exaggeration?"
Feng Yuexian is very capable, unlike their ordinary boudoir girls, with the court as a chessboard, the layout is very large, but if you can be a king...
King Li smiled and shook his head, but did not say what he meant, he continued:
"Thus, it is the first time that I have a sense of admiration for this niece who can make Feng Yuexian bow his head and become a minister."
"The princess's talent is not bad, you will know when you look up these days."
King Li nodded.
"Counting the time, she did everything in Sishui before. She really is a born dragon and phoenix."
"Thus, if An'er is taught by her, gets her kung fu, and has Feng Yuexian, if you want to come, you will have a bright future."
Jin Lingzhi was silent, and understood what her husband meant.
In fact, it was not the turn of Prince Li's mansion to reject this matter. I didn't see that the eyes of the other two palaces were red with envy. This is a great deed and grace.
But in the end, she couldn't bear her son, so Jin Lingzhi half-returned and half-sighed:
"You still need to say that the identity of the emperor's grandson has been settled, and the son's identity will be higher than that of Laozi in the future."
King Li laughed, quite a bit arrogant:
"That's Lao Tzu's seed, and Lao Tzu is happy to see it. In the future, the Northwest will be his backing. If there is Feng Family, who can move my son Jiang Shan!"
After King Li was happy, he remembered:
"Where's Ruyan? The eldest son has gone to school, and our son Donggong will support us. All our money will be used to buy jewelry and horses for Ruyan. She must be happy."
Jin Lingzhi sighed and said:
"Ruyan is also in the palace."
King Li:
"This time, my daughter Donggong will also help you raise it."
King Li's face was full of "Do you see what you said was human?", looking at Jin Lingzhi.
Jin Lingzhi frightened him, but she felt at ease, and said slowly:
"I can't bear to part with my daughter. You're still young, and you know he's as sticky as smoke—"
"Just let him change." King Li was heartbroken, "I didn't expect you to prioritize sons over daughters."
"..." What did this old man say? Jin Lingzhi laughed angrily and rolled her eyes, "You think I'm not thinking about Ruyan?"
"Considering what?"
"Naturally, it's a lifelong event." Jin Lingzhi said Balabala, and finally said, "We are so comfortable in the northwest, and even Qinghe reminds me of this."
"Ruyan is raised in the palace, and has a good relationship with the East Palace and the two princesses. In the future, she will be a lot taller than other princesses.
"Look at Qinghe, why is she the top among noble girls in the capital now, not because she is a handkerchief with the powerful princess? In the future, we will be like smoke, and we will be no worse than her."
Jin Lingzhi's words were very firm. After all, Qinghe was only a friendship, and when Song An grew up, Song Ruyan's sister's identity would have to be lifted up.
With so many identities stacked on top of each other, this man-in-law-in-law won't be a choice in the future.
Jin Lingzhi thought of this, no matter how reluctant she was to give up her daughter, she would, in turn, would comfort King Li.
After hearing this, Prince Li thought it seemed reasonable, but he couldn't swallow the anger that his son and daughter gave to Donggong, so he grabbed the whip on the wall and walked out.
"Hey why are you going?"
King Li's voice is getting farther and farther:
"Go to the old man of King Pingjin! Ask him when he will marry Qinghe, and marry far away, so as not to push other girls to marry—"
After the banquet, in the East Palace where the outsiders had all left, Song Pian glanced at Feng Yuexian under the window and asked:
"you are not happy?"
"Huh?" Feng Yuexian seemed to be thinking about something, and replied two beats later.
Song Pian pointed to the dagger in her hand.
As long as Feng Yuexian played with the dagger, he must have something in his heart.
Feng Yuexian stopped moving in his hands.
Song Pian walked over and took the dagger from Feng Yuexian's hand.
Feng Yuexian didn't resist at all, and could even say that he took the initiative to hand it over.
Song Pian slid the dagger away, wiped the word "Qinglu" with his fingertips, nodded and looked at Feng Yuexian, the butterfly hairpin and golden wings on his temples moved slightly:
"Don't like Song An?"
"How come." Feng Yue pursed her lips and said, "You see people better than me."
"Um?"
"Song Ziyi."
The same name, mentioned this time, has a different meaning.
Song Pian laughed.
She just knew the standard answer.
"I prefer to choose Song An."
"Why?"
Feng Yuexian asked very quickly this time, a pair of ink-stained eyes contained a little bit of clarity, charming and moving.
It's because Song An's mother-in-law is Jin Lingzhi, and Jin Lingzhi has a blood relationship with herself...
Maybe she was being affectionate, but other than that, Feng Yuexian couldn't think of a better explanation.
Her previous understanding was the same as that of Prince Li, but she was looking for a bigger one. Although she was looking forward to Song Pian's long life, her reason told her that this dynasty needed a more visible and quicker person. A viable heir, not a milk doll.
Feng Yuexian looked at Song Piantao, focused and passionate.
The dagger in Song Piantao's hand quietly moved.
Being looked at by Feng Yuexian like this, it was like a peach blossom tree slowly blooming, rustling, burning, and extremely bright.
Song Piantao couldn't give a reason, because there was 09's help here.
But the atmosphere at this time, it seems that there should not be any reason for the unpleasant scenery.
Holding the dagger, she stretched out her arms, wrapping around the back of Feng Yuexian's neck, and then using a little force, hooked her to herself.
Gentle and coercive.
Like a tree of fragrant flowers blowing towards his face, the sweet fragrance permeates Song Pian's hair.
Song Pian gently kissed Peach Blossom.
She bit the soft peach petals and chewed out a little juice.
Sweet.