Zhu Pin'er talked to Song Qingxue about many things. At the end, she still begged Song Qingxue with tears in her eyes, asking her not to tell anyone else about her background.

Song Qingxue thought about it again and again, and said: "I can keep it a secret for you first, but you'd better tell Lin Xian about this."

"Okay, I'll tell him. When the time is right, I'll tell him."

Hearing this, Song Qingxue suddenly softened her tone and said, "Pin'er, I'm not forcing you by saying this. I just hope you can be with someone who can accept all your good and bad sides. Only then can you be truly happy."

She didn't know what Lin Xian thought of the dancers in Qinfeng Pavilion, but according to the views of most people in this world, he might really mind Zhu Pin'er's background.

Although Lin Xian's official identity is just a guard, he is the regent's close bodyguard and has a high status!

If he really wanted to get married, many officials in the outer court would ask matchmakers to bring portraits of their daughters to propose marriage.

But in her opinion, if two people love each other and want to stay together, they must be honest with each other.

If you keep hiding this and that, you will be doomed if things go wrong in the end!

After all, based on her understanding of Xiahou Chongyuan, he would not believe Zhu Pin'er so easily.

He will definitely ask someone to check her background!

By then, where she came from will be clearly known, and she won't be able to hide it, so she might as well confess first.

In this way, even if Lin Xian minds, their relationship will not become too strained and there is still room for recovery.

Song Qingxue thought about it for a while, and finally chose to shake her head and throw all these worries away.

This is not her business, why should she be so concerned?

I'm also free.

…

Time moved forward in an orderly manner. Song Qingxue looked at the snow falling outside the window and felt a little strange.

It has been so many days, and even people outside know that Xiahou Chongyuan has brought back a beauty, so why are there no moves from these two women in the mansion?

It's so quiet that it makes people feel scared.

I always feel like these two women are planning something big...

Song Qingxue was always on guard against these two women making moves, and as she kept on guarding, it was almost the end of the year.

On the twenty-third day of the twelfth lunar month, ministers in the court began to take a rest.

As he has no official duties recently, Xiahou Chongyuan stays in his mansion every day.

He wanted to take a rest, but someone always came to disturb his peace.

He looked at Su Ruqian expressionlessly, "Concubine, what are you doing here again?"

Today is his second day off, but Su Ruqian has come to his yard for the fifth time.

He was extremely annoyed.

"Your Majesty, I want to go back to my parents' home to celebrate the New Year this year. You..."

Before she finished speaking, Xiahou Chongyuan said, "Then go back."

"But I want the prince to accompany me!"

Xiahou Chongyuan naturally could not agree. He looked calm and said in a cold tone, "Concubine, I remember telling you before that when you are in the palace, you need to know the limits when doing things."

"Yes, I understand."

Having said that, Su Ruqian didn't dare to continue to pester him.

Although it was indeed annoying that Su Ruqian had been hanging around him every day for the past two days, it also reminded him.

The New Year is almost here, so it doesn't seem appropriate for Mo Weixin to continue living in the palace?

Thinking of this, Xiahou Chongyuan immediately got up and went to the wing room.

Mo Weixin was also surprised when she saw him coming.

"Chongyuan, why are you here?"

Since she moved into the palace, she hadn't seen him come to see her on his own initiative many times.

"I have something to tell you."

"Then come in quickly and sit down and talk slowly."

"Um."

Xiahou Chongyuan walked in and sat down, then went straight to the point and said, "It's almost the end of the year, and it's time for the princess to return to the mansion."

"Ah?" Mo Weixin stared at him blankly, then her expression became aggrieved, "Chongyuan, are you chasing me away?"

Xiahou Chongyuan neither admitted nor denied it, but only said: "My Lord, I haven't seen you for a long time, I'm sure you miss me very much."

Mo Weixin had no reason to refute, but she did not agree to go back either.

What a joke! If she really leaves this time, it will be difficult for her to move in again.

She wouldn't agree!

Mo Weixin lowered her eyes and thought for a moment, then said, "I haven't seen my father for such a long time, I miss him a little. Thank you Chongyuan for reminding me, I will go back to see him tomorrow morning."

She meant going back a trip, not going back directly.

Worried that Xiahou Chongyuan would see through her and continue to ask her to move out, she had no choice but to cruelly order him to leave.

"Hey, Chongyuan, I don't feel well today. I want to take a rest. You can go back first. We can talk about it when I feel better."

Xiahou Chongyuan remained silent.

After a moment of silence, he stood up and walked out.

Xiahou Chongyuan had long seen through her cleverness, but due to their friendship over the years, he couldn't say it out loud.

Now facing Mo Weixin, he has complicated feelings.

He was not a fool and could understand the love in Mo Weixin's eyes when she looked at him.

What's more, he had heard Mo Weixin say it a long time ago.

It was such a coincidence that after he found out everything about Shuangshuang's incident, he thought about talking to Mo Weixin about it.

He did choose to protect her, but he couldn't let her treat him like a fool.

That day he had intended to look for Mo Weixin. Just as he reached the guest room and was about to knock on the door, he heard voices talking inside.

Mo Weixin spoke very softly, but his hearing was always very good, so he heard every word Mo Weixin said.

She said: Chongyuan's wife can only be her.

Mo Weixin likes him...

No matter what, he never expected that Mo Weixin would have such feelings for him.

After learning about this, Xiahou Chongyuan no longer had the mood to say anything to her.

Moreover, after knowing Mo Weixin's feelings, he could also figure out why Shuangshuang's death was related to Song Qingxue.

If Mo Weixin wanted to become the regent princess, she had to get rid of the current princess, so she personally hired an assassin to kill her personal maid, and used the assassin to lure Song Qingxue out, thus staging a scene where Song Qingxue killed her maid.

After figuring everything out, Xiahou Chongyuan decided to send Mo Weixin away.

But during that period, he had a big fight with Song Qingxue, and it happened to be the time when Xunnan was hit by a flood. He was so busy going out early and coming back late every day that he never took any action.

Moreover, after returning from Xunnan, Mo Weixin never came to see him, so he simply forgot about her completely.

It was also today when Su Ruqian mentioned the New Year that he suddenly remembered that there was still Mo Weixin in the mansion who had to be sent away as soon as possible.

The Chinese New Year was a good reason, but he underestimated Mo Weixin's determination to stay.

Xiahou Chongyuan slowly walked out of the room, but his mind was still searching for his childhood memories.

He remembered that Mo Weixin was not like this before.

But after thinking about it again and again, he suddenly felt that he seemed to have never understood Mo Weixin.

The image of Mo Weixin in his mind was what Mo Weixin showed in front of him. Although they grew up together, due to their status, they could not stay together every day like other childhood sweethearts.

And later, when they both grew up, there was a great turmoil in the court. At that time, he was busy maintaining stability in the court, and he had little contact with Mo Weixin.

Thinking about it now, it seems that what he knew about Mo Weixin was mostly just the imagination that remained in his subconscious when he was a child.

People will change, not to mention that she is the eldest daughter of Marquis Anding.

The palace is as deep as the sea; no one would remain a blank sheet of paper, knowing nothing.