The system trembled: [...Host, I'm scared.]
Xie Shizhu swallowed and said nervously, "I'm scared too."
The system thought for a few seconds and said, "Host, didn't you say tonight was your death date? It's still afternoon, you still have a few hours to live."
Xie Shizhu: “…” Shut up.
She forced a smile and quickly threw the feather in her hand to the ground. In order to prevent Song Yan from noticing anything unusual, she gestured with fear, "I learned that the prince needs to bathe every day, so I'm cleaning here..."
Xie Shizhu didn't know whether Song Yan believed her.
After reading her sign language, Song Yan smiled slightly and said, "Well, we're going to release river lanterns outside the mansion later. You don't have to clean up yet. You are my concubine, not a servant. You won't have to do this kind of thing yourself in the future."
As he spoke, there was a smile in his eyes and his thin lips curled up slightly.
Not only did he not have the slightest intention of stabbing her, but his words even served to remind her that she was a concubine and did not have to do the work of a servant.
Any woman would inevitably fall into this gentle trap.
Xie Shizhu pretended to be touched and gestured quickly with her hands, saying, "Your Highness, you don't have servants to clean here. As your concubine, I want to make the environment cleaner for your bathing. You won't feel tired doing this."
Upon hearing this, a look of surprise flashed across Song Yan's face, but soon disappeared.
Song Yan was silent for a few seconds, then said, "Go get ready first. You and the princess will have to leave the mansion later."
After hearing his words, Xie Shizhu bowed slightly, then turned around and left in a hurry.
As she walked, she felt Song Yan's gaze, hot and strange.
Xie Shizhu's legs went weak and she thought, no way, she has tried her best to make herself look like a soft persimmon that is easy to squeeze.
Does Song Yan still want to kill her?
After Xie Shizhu left the lotus pond, several servants were preparing river lanterns and cakes.
In fact, these are also sold outside, but because the palace is poor, they cannot afford them.
You have to make these yourself and then take them out.
Xie Shizhu watched as several servants squatted on the ground, made paper lanterns into the shape of lotus flowers, and then placed a candle in the center of the flower.
She also joined in, squatting on the ground like several servants, making river lanterns.
The maids and servants in the mansion had never come into contact with this concubine. Only when they looked at her up close did they discover that the princess of Beimo had fair and delicate skin, bright eyes, and particularly beautiful cherry lips.
They rushed to help her with the work, and the things in Xie Shizhu's hands were divided up neatly by the maids and servants.
After a while, it was dark.
Several princesses and princes in the palace, as well as some maids and servants, left the palace together and came to the market.
It was a busy time, with people coming and going around.
Xie Shizhu followed the crowd. After taking a few steps, she felt a force behind her, grabbing her arm and pulling her away from the crowd.
She was startled and quickly turned her head.
Song Wenyan was standing behind her, one hand tightly holding her wrist, with a smile on the corner of his lips.
Xie Shizhu's eyes were filled with confusion, as if she didn't understand why Song Wenyan had been entangled with her.
At this moment, everyone in the palace who was with her had disappeared from her sight.
After leaving the team, Xie Shizhu was very anxious, his face pale. Then he looked at Song Wenyan, suddenly angry, and gestured quickly with his hands, "Prince, why do you keep pestering me? It was you who refused the marriage proposal..."
Before he finished gesturing, a trace of helplessness flashed across the prince's face, and he suddenly said, "I am the prince, and many things are beyond my control."
After finishing speaking, Xie Shizhu was slightly stunned, his eyes a little dull.
A cough was heard behind him, and Xie Shizhu suddenly froze all over, not daring to breathe.
The prince standing in front of her looked at the person behind her with a hint of disdain on his face.
Song Yan smiled gently, and after looking at the two of them, his expression was the same as usual, gentle and elegant, and he said softly: "Xie Shizhu, it's time to release the river lanterns."
Xie Shizhu almost cried. After all, she had been trying hard these days to prove to Song Yan that she was his and had nothing to do with the prince.
Well, now all our efforts have failed.
I'm dead tonight.
Xie Shizhu suddenly didn't want to struggle anymore. It didn't matter whether he lived or died.
She forced a smile, turned to look at Song Yan, and nodded.
Then she pushed away the prince's hand that was pulling her arm and hurried towards Song Yan.
Song Yan nodded slightly and greeted Song Wenyan, then looked at Xie Shizhu with gentle eyes and took her to the river.
The two arrived at the river and were surrounded by people.
Xie Shizhu squatted by the river, and a maid handed him a lotus lantern with the wick already lit.
As she took it, Song Yan smiled and said, "Releasing river lanterns is a way to express longing. Since you came to Yanguo, you have never returned to Beimo. Do you miss home?"
Xie Shizhu didn't want to at all, but in order to comply with Song Yan's words, her eyes were wet and red. She carefully placed the river lantern in her hand into the water, and stirred the river water with her hand, letting her river lantern gradually drift away with the waves.
She nodded, lowered her head and said nothing.
Song Yan looked at her profile. The woman had very long eyelashes that drooped slightly, making her look very innocent. Her nose was delicate, with a small mole on the tip. Her pearly teeth bit her cherry lips, as if she was restraining her longing for Bei Mo.
He suddenly felt a little bit sorry.
There were many people releasing river lanterns around. When Xie Shizhu raised his head, he suddenly saw a woman on the opposite bank.
The other person was wearing pink clothes, with her hair tied up, and her face was particularly beautiful. Passersby around her couldn't help but look at the woman's face.
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