Looking at Su Juan, Song Qianhang's mind went blank.

Bro...poisoned him?

How is that possible!

[This silly boy Song Qianhang probably won’t believe it until his death. He still thinks that he and his brother have such a good relationship…]

Song Qianhang thought that although his relationship with Song Qianfan was not very good, it was harmonious. Even if the relationship was not harmonious... after all, they were brothers.

[Little did they know that Song Qianfan didn't even want his parents, so what was the big deal about poisoning his brother? ]

Song Qianhang was completely confused. What did Su Juan mean by this?

He pursed his lips tightly, not wanting to believe Su Juan's words, but her words had never been wrong so far, even the Emperor's uncle believed them.

My eldest brother clearly did not participate in the party struggle, and never expressed any intention of competing for the throne.

But...my eldest brother has always been a deep-minded person, even my father and mother can't see through him...a while ago, he took his anger out on Su Juan because of Minister Du's matter.

They didn't even realize when their eldest brother started to frequently interact with these ministers in the court.

The more Song Qianhang thought about it, the more uneasy he became. Could it be that his elder brother was just not fighting or competing on the surface, but was actually already deeply involved in it? !

"Qianhang?"

"ah?"

Su Juan called out to Song Qianhang several times, her eyes falling on the leaf cards that fell in front of him, "What's wrong? You look absent-minded."

Song Qianhang then quickly picked up the cards and put them aside, "Sister-in-law, I suddenly remembered that I have something else to do, so I won't play cards with you anymore."

Song Qianhang left in a hurry, not daring to listen to Su Juan anymore.

He wanted to go to the Buddhist temple to question Song Qianfan, but after calming down, he didn't go.

Not to mention that no one can enter the Buddhist temple now. Even if someone enters, how should I ask this question? After all, these are things that haven't happened yet.

Song Qianhang, Song Qianhang, he is your biological brother. He protected you so many times when you were a child. How can you doubt him based on just a few words from Su Juan!

Song Qianhang felt guilty and wanted to slap himself.

But he also felt that if he hurt his face, many girls would be sad, so he didn't fan it.

…

The next day was a day off, and it was a rare opportunity for the family to have breakfast together.

It seemed that after being punished by kneeling in the Buddhist temple for a whole night, Song Qianfan had calmed down a bit and took the initiative to serve porridge to the whole family, even Su Juan was not left out.

Su Juan raised her eyebrows and glanced at Song Qianfan, [Serve the porridge yourself? ]

[Is he so kind? ]

[Could it be poisoned? ]

Upon hearing this, Prince Jing and his wife did not react much, and just thought that Su Juan was joking. After all, their son had been a troublemaker every day since his marriage, so it was normal for their daughter-in-law to be angry and say some angry words.

Song Qianfan glanced at Su Juan, showing no emotion for once.

Among the people at the table, Song Qianhang was the only one who didn't even taste the bowl of porridge in front of him.

Song Qianfan picked up the dish wherever his chopsticks pointed, one after another, and his movements were so obvious.

Princess Jing frowned. What happened to her youngest son today?

Su Juan was sitting opposite the two brothers and saw the scene clearly. [Why does Song Qianhang eat the same thing as Song Qianfan? ]

[You only eat vegetables and not porridge, how salty...]

[Does Song Qianhang think that Song Qianfan poisoned the food? ]

"Cough! Cough cough--" Song Qianhang was choked by the food in his mouth. He didn't even dare to look at Song Qianfan next to him. He felt very guilty.

He lowered his head and took two mouthfuls of porridge, and then ate two bites of vegetables casually, to prove to himself that what Su Juan said was all false.

Su Juan was laughing like crazy in her heart.

[Xiao Fa Cai is so lucky, why is Song Qianfan so disliked? 】

[Even my own brother dislikes me, eh. 】

Su Juan's words scared Song Qianhang so much that he immediately looked up from his bowl. He was afraid that Song Qianfan would misunderstand him after hearing what Su Juan said, so he immediately became attentive.

"Brother, I'll serve you a bowl of porridge!"

"Come, have some food, this is delicious."

"Here, try this too."

Song Qianfan seemed not to hear what Su Juan said and just ate the porridge quietly.

Prince Jing felt slightly satisfied at this point. He finally looked a bit like the crown prince of Prince Jing's mansion.

Song Qianhang wiped a cold sweat off his forehead. He couldn't blame himself for this. After all, who wants to die?

I just want to be careful.

He kept praying: Auntie! Please don't think about it anymore, just give me a chance to live!

...

Jingyuan

Su Juan took the invitation sent by Liu Miaoqing and went to the garden party as scheduled.

There were already quite a few people in the garden, all of them were young ladies and gentlemen from aristocratic families. They usually liked to recite poems, make tea and drink wine, and spend time in the garden.

Seeing Su Juan coming without even a maid, Liu Miaoqing smiled and waved at her, "Juan, this way."

Su Juan looked in the direction of the voice and saw several girls surrounding Liu Miaoqing, appreciating paintings, and could faintly smell the aroma of wine.

As winter came and the weather got colder, both young men and young ladies liked to warm themselves up with a cup of hot wine. Su Juan was no exception, but the smell of these wines did not match her favorite flavor.

Liu Miaoqing took Su Juan's arm and led her to the table. "Look, I just drew this."

Su Juan narrowed her eyes: "It looks good."

[It’s a pity that I’m not educated, otherwise I would praise you to the skies. ]

Liu Miaoqing immediately smiled, "This garden is very beautiful, there are many places to visit, would you like me to go with you?"

Su Juan refused, "No, you go with them, I want to go and see it by myself."

Liu Miaoqing nodded and did not force it.

The garden is very large, far away from the noisy crowd. Su Juan walked towards the pavilion in the middle of the lake where there were few people. In fact, she was not so interested in appreciating any masterpieces. She believed that Liu Miaoqing would not travel around these garden parties just to recite poems and compose essays.

I came with her because I had promised to do so and it would be hard to break the promise.

There were many people coming to the garden party, including quite a few children of high-ranking officials, as well as some young men who had already entered officialdom. The complicated interpersonal relationships were actually closely linked to the court.

If you think carefully about every step Liu Miaoqing has taken, you will find that she has always been paving the way for her ultimate goal, and no step has been taken in vain.

Su Juan couldn't help but sigh, if it wasn't Song Qianfan, perhaps Liu Miaoqing would have gotten what she wanted.

"Miss Su?"

Hearing the voice, Su Juan turned around and saw several people walking over. There were some new faces, but also some familiar ones. The granddaughter of the Minister of Rites, Wu Ziyu, had always had a bad relationship with Lin Xizhi.

However, the first few times they met, Wu Ziyu never looked at her straight in the eye.

Wu Ziyu brought a few good friends with her. Seeing that Su Juan was alone, she pretended to be surprised and said, "Oh, Miss Su, you don't know how to write poetry, so why did you come to a place like ours where we have elegant tastes? Did you come to the wrong place?"

"Miss Su, you'd better leave quickly. After all, not everyone can enter Jingyuan!"

Su Juan smiled, "Miss Wu reminded me of this. I was worried that I would be kicked out. Now that I see Miss Wu is here, I feel relieved."

Wu Ziyu's mind was confused for a moment: "?"

[I thought my presence was outrageous enough, but how come Wu Ziyu is here too? It seems that anyone can come into Jingyuan.]

[Damn, Wu Ziyu is really amazing. With her own strength, she has lowered the grade of the entire Jingyuan.]

Wu Ziyu was so angry that her face turned red. "What nonsense are you talking about! Jingyuan is an elegant place for reciting poems and writing essays. Even Mr. Liu praised my poems. You can neither write poems nor paint. How can you compare with me?!"