Three days later, Xiahou Chongyuan arranged for Chen Jing to follow Lin Xian into the palace as he said.

There are often banquets in the palace, but most of them are not important.

Apart from necessary banquets such as the Emperor and Empress Dowager's birthdays, most of the others were held depending on the Emperor's mood.

Today's banquet was also held because Xiahou Le happened to encounter snow when he visited the Plum Garden a few days ago. Suddenly, he had an idea and wanted to hold a poetry and wine banquet to listen to everyone write poems on the theme of snow.

At such entertaining banquets, officials would often bring their families along.

As Xiahou Chongyuan's nominal first wife, Song Qingxue naturally couldn't escape this occasion. Moreover, there was now a queen mother in the palace who was looking forward to her coming at any time. If she didn't come, it would be a bit unreasonable.

However, she has no talent in literature at all. Even if she came, she could only sit here for a long time like a mascot.

At this time, everyone gathered on the Mirror Lake in the Imperial Garden, and everyone was inspired to write poetry as they looked at the falling snowflakes.

Xiahou Le was sitting in the pavilion, his eyes sparkling and he looked eager to try.

Song Qingxue was not interested in this at all. She stood up and walked to Xiahou Chongyuan and asked, "Has there been anything wrong since he entered the palace?"

As soon as she arrived at the palace, the Queen Mother called her to Chang'an Palace, and it was only then that she saw Xiahou Chongyuan.

Xiahou Chongyuan remained motionless, and his cold voice only uttered two words: "Nothing."

"After being here for so long, has he ever mentioned anyone who sounds similar?"

“Neither do I.”

"What should I do then?" Song Qingxue couldn't help but scratching his head.

Xiahou Chongyuan was a little amused. "You know he has problems, do you still expect him to tell you something?"

"Uh..." That's really not something we can count on.

How could she forget about this!

Xiahou Chongyuan smiled and glanced sideways, then raised his hand and tapped her on the forehead gently, "Stupid."

"What were you talking about!" She just suddenly forgot!

Song Qingxue touched his forehead heavily and snorted coldly at him.

As the two were talking, someone suddenly called Song Qingxue.

When she turned around, she saw Mo Weixin standing not far away, looking at her with a smile.

When Song Qingxue saw her smile, she felt a chill in her heart.

The way Mo Weixin smiles must have bad intentions!

As soon as she thought of this, Mo Weixin immediately said, "Sister Qingxue has been close to Miss Wanqiu of the Zhao family since she was a child. I guess your literary talent is not bad, right? What's the point of just listening to others write poems? Sister Qingxue, write one too!"

“……” I knew it.

Of course, Song Qingxue couldn't write any poem, so she suddenly had an idea and transferred the question directly to Xiahou Chongyuan.

She smiled and took a step back behind Xiahou Chongyuan, then said, "Speaking of literary talent, yours is naturally the best. How about you write one?"

Song Qingxue has always believed in Xiahou Chongyuan's strength.

It's definitely right to let him take charge of this matter!

Xiahou Chongyuan listened to her making plans in her mind and could only grit his teeth and say: Thank you so much.

Song Qingxue was right. This matter was indeed not difficult for him, but he was not interested in getting involved in it.

Although he had been learning poetry and songs since he was young, he himself had no feelings for these things.

However, in order to help Song Qingxue out of the predicament, he still reluctantly spoke up and composed a poem to deal with it.

Song Qingxue watched from the side and exclaimed in her heart, “That’s awesome!”

Mo Weixin was not satisfied when she saw that she had not put Song Qingxue in trouble this time.

After a change of mind, she continued, "I have heard that General Song is an excellent swordsman. As General Song's only daughter, Sister Qingxue should not be inferior to him. Why don't you take advantage of this good time and perform sword dance to entertain everyone?"

Song Qingxue was completely speechless.

"What are you talking about, Princess? I am the principal wife of the Prince Regent, not one of those prostitutes out there. How can you say something like this to cheer us up?"

Song Qingxue responded mercilessly.

Because of the last frame-up, they had a falling out, so Song Qingxue naturally wouldn't be polite to her anymore.

Mo Weixin was choked by her words, then smiled awkwardly and said, "Sister Qingxue, what are you talking about? It's just sword dancing. I never said it was like a brothel style."

Song Qingxue sneered, "You are pretending to be pitiful. If you like it so much, why don't you dance it yourself? The princess has read so many books, haven't you read 'Do not do to others what you do not want others to do to you'?"

"I am just making a kind suggestion. Sister Qingxue, why do you have to..." Mo Weixin's eyes were already red when she said this.

Song Qingxue really wanted to applaud her, the Oscar for Best Actress must belong to her!

"You are just giving advice out of kindness, and I am just not accepting it out of kindness. Is there a problem?"

There must be no problem with that.

Moreover, Mo Weixin brought this up here, obviously intending to embarrass her.

After all, everyone knows exactly what kind of person the eldest daughter of the general's mansion is.

It was all because General Song doted on the original owner too much, causing her to become stupid and useless. Even though Mo Weixin was the only one speaking now, in fact, everyone here was waiting to laugh at her.

If she agreed, no matter how well she danced, it would be a disgrace to the entire Regent Palace. If she didn't agree, she would be considered petty.

Anyway, whether she agrees or not, she will be the only one who suffers from public pressure.

And Mo Weixin, who made the "kind" proposal, will be able to reap the benefits and wait to inherit her position as princess.

But unfortunately, she would neither agree nor refuse.

She would only say, "Princess, there are so many rumors out there right now. You're an unmarried girl, so you'd better not hang around here. If someone sees you standing so close to the prince, who knows how the rumors will spread!"

Mo Weixin frowned in displeasure, "This princess and Chongyuan grew up together, so what does it matter if we stand together? Who dares to say we are wrong?"

"Who dares to say it? Why don't you go out on the street and listen to see who doesn't say it!"

"This...you..." Mo Weixin was naturally very clear about the rumors outside.

She really didn't expect that even though she had made sufficient preparations today, she still lost to Song Qingxue.

She raised her eyes to look at Xiahou Chongyuan who was standing silently beside her, and wanted to complain to him about her grievances, but was interrupted by Song Qingxue.

Song Qingxue hugged Xiahou Chongyuan's arm and raised her eyebrows provocatively, "Princess, listen to my advice. Don't think about things that are not yours, otherwise you will be the one who loses miserably."

Mo Weixin did not argue with her to the end. After all, there were so many outsiders present, and she naturally did not want to make the situation too awkward.

She is not that crazy woman Song Qingxue. She has to save her face.

After hearing what Song Qingxue said, Mo Weixin was angry in her heart, but she couldn't show it on her face.

She could only grit her teeth and swallow her anger.

Song Qingxue, just wait for me!

Wait until Chongyuan divorces you, and then see how you can still show off!

This position of Regent Princess will be mine sooner or later!