Chapter 550 It’s her, it’s her who hurt me!
Upon hearing this, everyone followed his gaze and saw Song Yanxi, wearing a light green dress, standing at the end of the crowd.
Seeing them looking at her, she smiled faintly and asked, "Why are you all gathered here instead of drinking tea and admiring the flowers in the front yard?"
Xu Ruyue asked with an unpleasant expression, "Princess Yong'an, where were you just now?"
Just as he finished speaking, a slender figure emerged from behind the archway. "The princess was with my princess just now. Miss Xu, is there something you need from her?"
Xu Ruyue's face was pale and she couldn't speak for a long time.
She couldn't understand why the person who was supposed to be hiding behind the rockery and was too embarrassed to come out would appear behind them for no reason.
And she also had Princess Ning as a witness by her side.
If the person who did the scandalous thing with the Prince of Changle was not Song Yanxi, then wouldn't what she just said have completely offended him?
Sun Mingkun gritted his teeth and got up from the ground. Looking at Song Yanxi's face that he had been thinking about day and night, he said in disbelief: "No, this is impossible."
The person who had just made love with him and didn't know what the world was was obviously her.
But in just the blink of an eye, how come she was dressed neatly and came here with Princess Ning?
Thinking of something, Sun Mingkun gritted his teeth, strode to the back of the rockery and picked up the man.
When he saw the face clearly, he cursed angrily: "Bitch, who gave you the courage to pretend to be Princess Yong'an and seduce this prince!"
Song Baozhu was not fully awake yet. When she heard his voice, she called out "Prince" in a daze and tender voice!
Looking at the face that didn't resemble Song Yanxi at all, Sun Mingkun became furious and slapped her hard.
"Bitch!"
"Ah!" Song Baozhu screamed and fell to the ground.
Bai Yuewei quickly stepped forward, took off her coat and put it on Sun Mingkun, glaring at him and saying, "Your Highness first ruined Miss Song's innocence, and now you're turning against her, saying that she seduced you.
May I ask, Prince, where is the evidence?"
Sun Mingkun's face was shaking with anger. He pointed at Song Baozhu who was hiding behind Bai Yuewei and said angrily, "If she hadn't pretended to be Princess Yong'an, this prince wouldn't even look at her, let alone touch her."
The more he thought about it, the more disgusted he felt, and he raised his foot to kick Song Baozhu.
Princess Huayang came to her senses and shouted coldly, "Hold him down!"
The guards hurriedly held him down, but either out of forgetfulness or on purpose, they only clamped his hands and feet without blocking his mouth.
When Sun Mingkun thought about the fact that the person he was willing to risk everything to get, even at the cost of offending Princess Huayang, turned out to be a fake, he wanted to kill her.
He stared at Song Baozhu and said viciously, "Bitch, how dare you trick me? I must kill you!"
Song Baozhu's face turned pale. She grabbed Bai Yuewei's sleeve and said in a trembling voice, "I don't know. I don't know anything!"
Her gaze passed through the crowd and landed on Song Yanxi's face. She shrieked, "It's her! She's the one who hurt me!"
Song Yanxi met her resentful eyes and asked, "How did I harm you?"
Song Baozhu blurted out: "This dress is clearly..."
Before she could finish her words, she felt a sharp pain in her shoulder and couldn't finish her remaining words.
By the time she was about to speak, the impulse she had just felt had turned into fear.
This dress was given to Song Yanxi by Princess Huayang, but she snatched it away.
If it's really a problem with the clothes, then...
Seeing that the people on the stage were unwilling to continue singing, Mo Lingxuan refused to listen and asked with a sneer, "What's wrong with the dress?"
After his reminder, all the female relatives' eyes fell on the half of Song Baozhu's skirt that was exposed at her feet.
Although it was stained with mud and not much color could be seen, the gold thread contained in the butterfly embroidery sparkled under the refraction of sunlight.
Only the embroiderers in the palace can produce such craftsmanship.
Even the embroiderers in the palace would only use this time-consuming and expensive craft when making clothes for nobles.
Someone whispered, "Isn't it said that this Miss Song is the daughter of the concubine of the Yongchuan Marquis?"
The rest of the words were clear to the others without her having to say them.
Even Song Yanxi, a princess, would not be able to wear clothes made with this kind of craftsmanship unless she was given by His Majesty or a concubine.
Not to mention, she was just a daughter born to a concubine.
Besides, when Miss Song came just now, she didn’t seem to be wearing this dress.
Before anyone could begin to imagine anything, Princess Huayang asked with a serious face, "Yuque, what's going on?"
Yun Que fell to her knees and said in panic, "Your Highness, please calm down. This dress was originally made for you by a palace lady.
"I had thought that the banquet had not yet begun, so I would ask you to take a look at the colors and styles to see if they suited your taste, but I didn't expect Miss Song to suddenly rush out."
She looked back at Song Baozhu and said hesitantly, "Miss Song said..."
Princess Huayang asked coldly, "What did she say?"
Skylark: "Miss Song said it was just a dress, no big deal, she can ask the Yongchuan Marquis to compensate His Highness with ten pieces."
"You're talking nonsense!" Song Baozhu's eyes turned red with anger, and she trembled as she said, "I never said that!"
Yun Que asked coldly, "Didn't Miss Song say that she would pay ten pieces?"
Before she could react, she continued, "I swear to heaven, if Miss Song had not said this, I will be struck by five thunders and die miserably!"
After hearing this cruel oath, everyone in the courtyard looked at Song Baozhu with a little more admiration.
I don’t know how the Marquis of Yongchuan raised his daughter, but she is so bold that she doesn’t even take the dignified Princess Huayang seriously.
You should know that Princess Huayang is the only sister of Emperor Xuande, and is also an aunt respected by all the princes and princesses.
Even a noble woman like the queen, second only to the emperor, was always polite to her sister-in-law.
I'm afraid that in this world, only Miss Song has the courage to say such arrogant words.
Everyone couldn't help but look at Song Yanxi who was standing not far away, with a hint of sympathy in their eyes.
Princess Yong'an was truly pitiful. She had never been liked by Marquis Yongchuan since she was a child. When others asked her about her daughter, they would only say that she was stupid and dull.
If it weren't for Mr. Yan's love for his granddaughter, and if he hadn't taken her to his side and raised her well, who knows what kind of person she would have become.
Isn’t this Miss Song the best example?
Xie Wanjun patted Song Yanxi's hand gently and said in a voice that everyone could hear: "Yanxi, you don't have to take it to heart. I made an exception and brought her into the mansion today to repay the Yongchuan Marquis for giving birth to her.
Who could have imagined that a mere concubine's daughter could have such great ambitions?"
Princess Huayang frowned, "What grace of giving birth to a child?"
Xie Wanjun wanted to speak for her, but Song Yanxi spoke first, and said in a neither humble nor arrogant voice: "To be honest with you, Your Highness, the Marquis of Yongchuan had previously caused a disturbance in the Princess's Mansion and threatened to go to Shuntian Prefecture to sue my sister and me for being disrespectful and unfilial.
My mother was so angry that she argued with him, but he slapped her on the spot and blamed her for not raising her properly, threatening to…"
"You're talking nonsense!" Song Baozhu's eyes widened in disbelief. "It's obvious that you beat Daddy so badly that his face was bruised and swollen, and you also burned him."
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