As New Year's Eve approaches, all civil and military officials in the court celebrate the New Year festival, and the royal family members all bring their families to the palace for a banquet.

Prince Jing waited for Su Juan's warm clothes for several days, but he still didn't get them until New Year's Eve.

When the family was preparing to enter the palace, Su Juan put on new clothes made of the material given by the Queen before, and also wore the white fox fur given to her by Duke Ping, which was perfect for keeping out the cold wind on New Year's Eve.

Half a year later, she had become much taller, her facial features had grown more delicate, and her face was no longer as round as before. Because she had applied makeup, her fair face looked rosy, and her lips were painted with lip balm. She looked like a pampered little girl.

Prince Jing coughed twice and said, "It's getting colder and colder. I feel like wearing several layers of clothes is not enough."

As he spoke, he glanced in Su Juan's direction, afraid that she hadn't heard him.

However, Su Juan was only concerned with walking outside, and couldn't wait to enter the palace. [I don't know what delicious food there is in the palace today. I'm so hungry just thinking about it.]

Prince Jing felt very disappointed. Didn't he say that he would give him some warm clothes in the next two days?

Even the emperor wore it!

The daughter-in-law wouldn't forget it, right? It's impossible. How could she forget it when she is standing here like a living person?

When Song Qianhang came over, he saw his father looking at the gate eagerly, and Su Juan was afraid of the cold and had already boarded the carriage. "Dad, what are you looking at?"

Prince Jing's words were cold at this moment, "Hang, do you think your sister-in-law has forgotten about me as her father?"

Song Qianhang: “?”

Didn’t my sister-in-law get on the carriage first just because she was afraid of the cold? It shouldn’t have escalated to the point of forgetting, right?

King Jing sighed, "You don't understand."

Song Qianhang: “…” You don’t even say a word, who do you expect to understand?

...

After passing through layers of palace gates, Su Juan was able to get off the carriage. At this time, the night had darkened and snowflakes were slowly falling.

Song Qianhang turned over and got off the horse. When Su Juan got off the carriage, he subconsciously helped her. Su Juan lost her balance and bumped into Song Qianhang. Dongdong was so scared that his umbrella fell down and he hurried to help her.

Su Juan: "Sorry, I didn't stand firmly."

Song Qianhang bent down to pick up the umbrella on the ground and held it over her, "It's okay."

Su Juan unconsciously reached out to catch the snowflakes. This year's first snow was really beautiful.

Song Qianhang was slightly stunned. Seeing her staring at a distance in a trance, he followed her gaze and looked over there. The red palace walls and the falling snow made him feel a little excited... It was indeed beautiful.

Seeing the carriage curtain behind him lifted, he loosened his hand holding the umbrella and took two steps away from Su Juan.

Su Juan frowned slightly. After the New Year, the capital would be a completely different place with blood and gore.

Prince Heng was exiled, Song Qianfan began to show his talent, people with the same surname fought against each other, party struggles were bloody, and the court was in chaos.

【There are not many days like this left. 】

Song Qianfan got off the carriage behind Song Qianhang, caught a glimpse of this scene, and was slightly stunned. The snow actually made the woman look more beautiful.

He suddenly realized that he didn't seem to have looked at Su Juan seriously. In fact, this woman was not bad looking.

But as soon as this thought came to his mind, Song Qianfan frowned. Was he crazy? He actually thought this crazy woman was pretty.

He sneered, "It's wrapped like a bear, so ugly."

Su Juan: “???”

Song Qianhang: "......"

Su Juan's forehead twitched, [I am ugly, I am ugly, it's none of your business! ]

Just as she thought this in her heart, Song Qianhang's voice came to her ears: "Not ugly, very beautiful."

Su Juan narrowed her eyes immediately, "You are a good person. You can't learn from your brother. There is no future for you."

Song Qianhang remained silent. He and his elder brother were naturally different.

Seeing Song Qianhang walking away, Su Juan was immediately puzzled, "Dongdong, do you think the second young master has been acting strange lately?"

Dong Dong blinked, "The Second Young Master has been talking less recently, and he doesn't come to play cards with the Master very often."

She didn't know whether it was strange or not, but the Second Young Master had indeed changed a lot recently and even stopped going to the brothel.

Su Juan looked puzzled, [What happened to Song Qianhang? Why did his temperament change so drastically? ]

[Don't they say that only a serious illness or some fatal pain will cause a drastic change in temperament? ]

[He spends his days either reading or visiting brothels... Could it be that he got sick from reading too much?]

Song Qianhang, who was walking in front, shouted frantically in his heart: Didn’t you say that I would be poisoned to death! ?

If I don't take some precautions, am I just going to wait for death?

He first paid someone to follow his eldest brother these days and found that his whereabouts were indeed suspicious, but it was useless.

So he thought about it and felt that the simplest and most effective way was to split up the family and move out. He didn't want the palace anymore and left it all to Song Qianfan. His life was more important.

But he looked at several houses in a row and still hadn't found a suitable one.

...

At the palace banquet, only the empress and the imperial concubine could attend. However, Concubine Su had been very favored recently and had just been promoted. With the old emperor's permission, she also appeared at the banquet.

It wasn't the first time Su Juan had seen Su Bin, but every time she saw her, she couldn't help but sigh, "They look so alike, so young."

The royal family members cast doubtful glances at her. What is this Crown Prince's Consort talking about? Who is young?

Song Qianfan frowned, having a bad premonition. He secretly suppressed his uneasiness and comforted himself that Su Juan couldn't possibly know everything.

Song Qianhang glanced at Concubine Su, who was described as young by Su Juan, and frowned slightly, feeling strange. Why did he feel that Concubine Su looked a bit like the Queen?

With a red face, Concubine Su poured wine and fed the old emperor food. The old emperor indulged her, looked at her with a smile and touched the beautiful woman's hand from time to time.

On the other side, the neglected imperial concubine was furious. How could this little bastard who appeared out of nowhere be worthy of competing with her for favor? ?

"Your Majesty, look at Concubine Su, she is so unruly!"

The Queen didn't even glance at him, "Your Majesty is willing to pamper me, even if it's a little unruly, as long as Your Majesty is happy."

The imperial concubine was so angry that her face turned ugly. This queen was too indifferent. Could it be that she really wanted to convert to Buddhism?

The Queen was just eating the vegetarian dishes in front of her, thinking back to the past when the Imperial Concubine had just entered the palace and was favored. Wasn't that also the way Concubine Su behaves now?

After so many decades, she has long since become indifferent to a man's favor. A man's love is too light and can be blown away by the wind.

The Imperial Concubine will not be the last, and Concubine Su will not be the last either.

She had already taken this into consideration when her husband sent her away when she was pregnant for power.

Su Juan ate a lot of food and drank several glasses of wine. Her little face was red and looked very pitiful.

Song Qianhang was distracted several times. She was indeed different from half a year ago.

But Song Qianfan didn't even look at him.

At this moment, Su Juan's lazy voice sounded, [The old emperor is really promiscuous...]

When these words were spoken, many clan members were so frightened that they could not hold their chopsticks steadily and the wine in their cups spilled.

Princess! This is really not something you can talk about!