The palace banquet should have ended unhappily. In order to save face, Emperor Guangxi temporarily asked the Ministry of Internal Affairs to change the banquet venue to Ganquan Hall.

In this way, Song Wei had to show up on the table with Wen Wan and Song Jiao.

However, Song Wei's official rank is low, and their position is farthest from Emperor Guangxi and Empress Su. As long as Wen Wan does not deliberately look up, Empress Su will not easily notice her.

Just now, most of the ministers and wives saw the female corpse with their own eyes. At this moment, no one could take the chopsticks to the delicious food on the table.

Emperor Guangxi also knew that the floating corpse in the lotus pond was shocked, so he didn't force himself, and drank a few glasses of wine and let the table go.

From beginning to end, Concubine Duan never showed up with the second prince.

If such a thing happens, everyone is still in shock, so naturally they will not pursue the reason why the protagonist is not there.

The protagonist is still in Yonghe Palace now.

After being bored in the house for a month, Duan Fei asked her to open the doors and windows for breath. She sat next to the cradle, humming a little song and coaxing her son to sleep while listening to the little palace maid reporting on the situation in the Imperial Garden.

When he heard that the emperor had found out the truth within three days, Concubine Duan curled her lips slightly, asking the real murderer to find the real murderer, but he was afraid that someone would take the blame for it in three days and be wronged.

She didn't go to the Imperial Garden because Song Yuanbao, who was a companion in Yutang Palace yesterday afternoon, asked someone to bring her a message, saying that Song Wei said that the Imperial Garden is in danger today, so she asked her to take the second prince to stay in Yonghe Palace and not go anywhere.

When Duan Concubine was raising her baby in the Song family, she was very familiar with the Song family. Not only did she know Song Yuanbao, but she also liked this young boy very much. Therefore, when she heard it was Song Wei's instructions, she responded directly, and had almost no hesitation. The degree of trust in Song Wei can be imagined.

Although I don’t know what Queen Su wants to do when she gets a body in the lotus pond in the Imperial Garden, she knows that the ultimate goal of that woman must be the second prince.

When Concubine Duan thought of what the little palace maid said, she felt glad in her heart. Fortunately, she believed that Song Wei did not really go to the banquet. Otherwise, it would be hard for her to imagine what the second prince would be persecuted by Empress Su.

...

At this time, Emperor Guangxi ordered the squat to be dispersed in Ganquan Hall, and he stood up and walked out first.

Queen Su followed closely behind. When she arrived at the door, she turned her head with some sense and happened to run into Wen Wan's gaze.

The eyes were facing each other, and the gentle eyes were calm. The originally calm face of Queen Su was covered with storm waves.

She rarely loses her composure, but at this moment, the carefully decorated face is incredible, but it is still incredible.

After a brief loss of consciousness, Empress Su caught up with Emperor Guangxi, and looked like an old couple chatting. "I haven't seen you for a long time. I miss you very much. I just saw you in Ganquan Palace, but I almost recognized others as her."

After saying that, he smiled self-deprecatingly.

Emperor Guangxi suddenly understood that Empress Su was probably talking about Miss Song’s gentleness.

That girl should look a bit similar to her youth.

"Instead of caring for people who do not need to be cared for, the queen might as well think about how to give me an explanation in three days."

Emperor Guangxi said a coldly and parted ways with her.

——

The emperor and the empress left, and the second person to leave Ganquan Hall was the eldest prince Zhao Xi.

In Song Jiao's location, you can see the handsome and handsome face of the young prince.

In the huge palace, he slowly walked towards the door under the gaze of all officials.

The young prince's natural aristocratic temperament inevitably made the little girl see it.

Song Wei noticed it and said at the right time, "We want to stay for the last time. If you are hungry, you can eat something first."

Song Jiao nodded. When she looked up again, the young prince had already walked away, and she was a little absent-minded.

Song Wei saw it and frowned almost invisibly.

The eldest niece is in her prime, and it should be a common thing for a girl to have spring, but her uncle is her uncle.

...

Until she walked out of the imperial city and got on the carriage, Song Jiao seemed to have not come back to her senses from the stunning encounter just now. Wen Wan talked to her, and she stammered and dealt with it casually.

Wenwan saw that her eldest niece was not in shape and looked at Song Wei.

In front of Song Jiao, Song Wei didn't say anything. When he returned home, he said to Wen Wan privately, "I saw the eldest prince in Ganquan Hall before, and I realized something was wrong with her. I had time. You should talk to her as soon as possible."

Song Wei didn't pick the words too clearly, but Wen Wan could understand them.

The little girl is in love with her heart.

At that time, Wen Wan also met the eldest prince at the palace banquet. She thought the child was pretty good, but how could such an identity be able to be reached by their small family?

What's more, with today's appearance, Wen Wan felt deeply resistant to the women in the palace, and always felt that each of them was not a good person.

Even Concubine Duan, who had been in their family for several months, could not be an absolute good person, otherwise she would not have lived safely until now as a favorite concubine.

Once you enter the palace, even the cleanest heart will be dyed.

From the perspective of his elders, Wenwan does not want her niece to have any relationship with the royal family.

There are many outstanding men outside, like the eldest prince, who are not good people.

...

After a while, I was idle and Wenwan went to take Jingbao to Song Jiao's Tingsong Pavilion for a walk.

The little girl was sitting on a rattan chair, holding the book in her hand, dazed.

When the maid said that the wife was coming, Song Jiao came back to her senses, hurriedly closed the book and placed it on the table, got up to greet her, with a smile on her face, "Auntie San."

"It's rare not to bother me and tell stories today. Are you worried?" Wen Wan said while sitting down on the soft chair that Song Jiao opened for her.

"Where is it? Aunt Third joked about me again." Song Jiao lowered his head, but his ears were red unnaturally.

"I'm still saying no, I'm just writing it on my face." Wen Wan took the book she had just read and flipped through it.

It is the Three Character Classic.

Song Jiao is not too smart. She has been here for more than half a year and has limited recognition of characters. There are many places in the book, which should be the mark she made for herself.

It can be seen that the little girl works very hard.

From her, Wen Wan seemed to see the stubborn herself who was trying to recognize words in order to get rid of her fate.

However, what she wanted to marry back then was just a scholar.

"In the capital, many ladies start to discuss kissing at the age of thirteen or fourteen." Wen Wan said, "I'm here to ask you if you have any special thoughts about your future husband?"

"Ah?" As if she didn't expect Aunt Third would suddenly mention this, Song Jiao's reaction was shocked.

Wen Wan smiled, “Tell me!”

Song Jiao's thoughts failed to keep up for a while, and stuttered, "I'm only twelve years old, would it be too early to talk about this now?"

"It is one thing to discuss whether to discuss a relative or not, but your thoughts about your future husband are another thing, and the two do not conflict."

"I...I don't know either." Song Jiao shook his head and expressed confusion.

She is now in a state of being neither up nor down.

She looked down on her family background so shabby that she looked down on her. She was too good to be able to stand up to her.

After all, it was because she was confused when she came to the capital. Otherwise, she would have been in the countryside like she did before. As long as the conditions were slightly better, she might have agreed to marry directly.

Seeing that the little girl was really confused, Wen Wan said to her, "Don't worry, you are only twelve years old, and there is time to slowly think about it, when will you think about it, and when will you tell me again."

Song Fang pursed the corners of her lips and heard Wen Wan say again, "I will take you to the capital and teach you to study and learn the rules. I really want you to be reborn and choose a good family and live a good life in the future. But the husband's family background is only a secondary condition. It does not mean that the higher the other person's identity, the better you can live. The husband still has to choose the one that suits you."

The implication is that you have to put your position right first to understand what "suitable" means. If the difference between you and the man is too great, it will be a dream.

Song Jiao immediately realized that Aunt Third was probably found out that she was distracted at the palace banquet, otherwise she would not have been able to come to her for no reason and talk to her about this.

Thinking of this, the shyness on Song Jiao's face retreated most of the time.

"Okay, that's all I said, you can think about it yourself!"

Fearing that the little girl would not be able to bear the burden of face, Wen Wan didn't say it thoroughly, so she clicked until she pulled her into Bao to Song Yuanbao's study in the outer courtyard, and asked Duan Yan to come over to grind the ink. She taught her son how to paint.

——

Zhao Xi returned to Yutang Palace and immediately went to Song Yuanbao's side hall.

It is rare that because the second prince's full moon banquet was on a day off, the little bastard was lying on the boxwood bed and sleeping soundly.

Zhao Xi looked at his heartless face and couldn't help but wonder.

Except for sleeping time, Song Hao basically stayed with him. How did he know that there was a corpse hidden in the lotus pond in the Imperial Garden?

Thinking of Song Wei coming to find Song Yuanbao in person that day, the answer seemed to be no longer needed to be verified.

The Sanbao father-in-law didn't know what his master was thinking and asked, "Do you want a slave to wake up Young Master Song?"

“No need.”

Zhao Xi moved back from Song Yuanbao's regular sleeping face, pursed his lips, and walked away.

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Looking at Yuanbao's regular sleeping appearance, Your Highness felt heartbroken
Chapter completed!