Chapter 545 Do you know what the consequences will be if you deceive me?

Lingxiao Courtyard.

Princess Huayang sat in front of the mirror, looking at the face in the bronze mirror, which had fine lines at the corners of the eyes and no trace of youthfulness could be found. She couldn't help but sigh.

"It really is better to be young, look at your faces, they are so tender that you can squeeze water out of them.

When I was your age, I was also like this."

Song Yanxi lowered her eyebrows and said respectfully, "Your Highness, you are too kind. I was only born a few years later. How dare I be compared with Your Highness?

Our appearance is not even a fraction of your Highness's."

Hearing her say this, Song Baozhu was not to be outdone and said, "Your Highness is not old at all. I think Your Highness is three times more beautiful than my mother."

"Oh?" Princess Huayang laughed, her eyes filled with admiration. "You are quite sweet-talking, girl."

Her gaze fell on Song Yanxi's face in the mirror, and she said quietly, "Unlike your sister, who speaks in a smooth and round manner, but shows no sincerity at all."

Song Yanxi knelt down obediently and said respectfully, "Your Highness, please calm down. I am a slow-witted person by nature and did not mean to do that."

Hearing this, Princess Huayang's smile grew even wider, "I actually think you are smart and clever, a rare smart person.

If you were really stupid, you wouldn't have made my silly nephew think about you so much for so many years."

She changed the subject and asked, "Miss Song, do you think what I said is right?"

Song Baozhu hadn't figured out the situation yet, and when her name was suddenly called, she turned pale with fear and stammered, "Your servant, your servant doesn't know."

Princess Huayang stopped smiling and said with a cold look in her eyes, "After all, she is a child of a concubine, full of petty airs."

Although she didn't understand why she suddenly lost her temper, Song Baozhu still knelt down tremblingly and said respectfully, "Your Highness, please calm down."

The two of them knelt in a row, and at a glance, one could tell who was the legitimate daughter and who was the illegitimate one.

Even if Princess Huayang wanted to use Song Baozhu to suppress Song Yanxi, she couldn't find a reason for the time being.

She knelt beside her, completely without any manners, just like a pheasant and a phoenix on the same painting.

The difference is obvious.

Princess Huayang had expected that Lian Niang, who was hidden and raised in the Lotus Garden by Song Huai'en, would not be able to raise a true noble lady.

But I never expected that I would raise such a stupid person who doesn't know the rules, has big breasts and no brains.

How dare they send this kind of stuff in front of her, which only dirty her eyes.

At her glance, Qingque immediately stepped forward and said, "Miss Song, please follow me to the side hall for tea."

Song Baozhu gritted her teeth and asked with dissatisfaction, "Aunt, can my sister come with me?"

Qingque said with a cold face: "Miss Song, please."

Shocked by the cold murderous intent emanating from her, Song Baozhu swallowed and quickly got up from the ground.

He was too anxious and almost stepped on Song Yanxi's skirt, making a fool of himself on the spot.

Her face flushed red, and she became angrier and angrier as she thought about it. She stamped her feet and turned around to walk out.

Seeing her movements clearly, Princess Huayang moved her lips and said, "Vulgar."

Song Yanxi lowered her eyes and said respectfully, "Marquis Yongchuan is not good at educating his daughter. Your Highness, please forgive me for making a fool of myself."

Princess Huayang raised an eyebrow. "Why, just a shabby thing that's not worthy of being mentioned in public, and you're so angry that you don't even want to call me father?"

Thinking of Song Huai'en's behavior of favoring his concubine over his wife, her expression relaxed a little, and she said in a cold voice: "Get up, so that Jinchuan won't see it and think that I am bullying you."

Song Yanxi stood up as she was told, her eyes fixed on the toes of her shoes, not wanting to be accused of disrespect with any action.

But if the princess insisted on making things difficult for her, even if she took every possible measure, she would always be able to find fault with everything.

Although she didn't know the specific reason, this displeasure must be related to the discord between her and Mo Jinchuan, aunt and nephew.

She was prepared from the moment she decided to marry him.

Today was just the beginning of his aunt's troubles.

Seeing her docile appearance, Princess Huayang snorted coldly and said, "You appear obedient on the surface, but are actually rebellious. You're really just like your mother."

Song Yanxi frowned, not wanting to hear anyone say anything bad about Yan Qing.

Princess Huayang obviously had no such intentions, so she turned to ask her, "Have you heard that His Majesty intends to appoint you as a concubine to Jinchuan?"

Song Yanxi: "Your Highness, no."

Princess Huayang's eyes darkened slightly. "Do you know what the consequences will be if you deceive me?"

Song Yanxi lowered her eyebrows and said calmly, "To be honest, Your Highness, I do know that Your Majesty intends to arrange a marriage for us, but I have never heard that it means for me to be Your Highness's concubine."

"You don't want to be a concubine, but do you still want to be Princess Jin?"

Princess Huayang laughed after she finished speaking, "My Royal Brother is right. You are just as ambitious as I was back then."

Song Yanxi: "I dare not."

She said she didn't dare, not that she didn't want to.

If you can be the wife, who would want to be a concubine?

Even if she doesn't consider herself, she should consider their future children.

There is only a one-letter difference between wife and concubine, but for her children, it is a gap that can never be crossed.

No matter how great your future achievements may be, when others talk about you, they will always say with regret that you were born out of wedlock.

Although Song Yanxi was unwilling to agree with this, the world was like this, so she had to try to fight for it.

Not to mention, she and Mo Jinchuan already had a mutual understanding.

Even if she doesn't fight, he will fight for her. He can't be the only one to bear the pressure.

As for success or failure, how can you know if you don’t fight for it?

Princess Huayang's face turned cold, and she asked in a deep voice, "Think carefully, being Princess Jin is not that easy."

Song Yanxi raised her eyes and met her angry gaze. Her voice was cold and firm, "Your Highness, I have made up my mind."

After staring at her for a while, Princess Huayang smiled and said, "Very good, you have backbone, better than your foolish father."

She waved her hand and said, "Go out. Don't let Yingxue come over. She's giving me a headache."

Song Yanxi responded respectfully and turned to walk out.

The piercing gaze behind her didn't disappear until she walked out the door.

Her face looked normal and nothing could be seen at first glance.

But if you look closely, you will find that there is a thin layer of sweat on her forehead, and her eyes are full of vigilance.

Her intuition told her that Princess Huayang would never give up so easily.

But she didn't take action despite having such a good opportunity just now.

There were many people at the flower viewing banquet, and even in her house, it was not easy for her to do anything.

What does she want to do?

Song Yanxi was so lost in thought that she didn't even notice when Song Baozhu walked up to her.

Seeing her distraught look, Song Baozhu crossed her arms and said sarcastically, "What did I just say? The high branches of the royal family are not something that anyone can climb up if they want to.

Don’t fail to climb up and fall flat on your face, embarrassing your father.

If I were you, knowing the princess's attitude, I would have left in disgrace. How could I have the nerve to stay and attend the banquet?"

Song Yanxi frowned, staring at the exquisitely embroidered butterfly dress on her body and asked, "Where did you get this dress?"