All this was too surprising. Xie Shizhu lowered his head and restrained the upward curve of his lips.
Song Wenyan hurried over, held her arm, and pulled her up from the ground.
His cold face softened a bit after seeing Xie Shizhu, "You don't have to kneel when you see me in the future."
Xie Shizhu: "..."Brother, please respect yourself.
Xie Shizhu smiled, pulled his arm away from Song Wenyan's hand, and gestured with his free hand: "Your Highness, is there a misunderstanding here? How could Concubine Shu be a thief?"
As soon as he stopped moving, the smile on Song Wenyan's face faded, and he snorted coldly, "Misunderstanding? This king never makes mistakes."
After he finished speaking, Song Wenyan instantly smiled again, lowered his eyes to look at Xie Shizhu and said, "My birthday is in a few days. My father specially held a birthday banquet for me. When the time comes, you and the virtuous king will enter the palace together..."
In fact, Song Wenyan wanted to say, just come, it’s up to the wise king.
But as a princess, Xie Shizhu could not enter without a virtuous king.
It’s a bargain for the wise king.
Xie Shizhu nodded.
She remembered that it was Song Wenyan’s 20th birthday, and according to Yanguo’s rules, 20th birthday was very important.
Besides, Song Wenyan is the crown prince, so you can imagine how grand the ceremony will be.
After Song Wenyan conveyed the important matter, he left the palace.
As soon as he left the palace, he ran into Song Yan who came in from outside.
Song Yan was dressed in plain clothes and looked more like a servant in the palace than a prince, but his face was unusual.
Song Wenyan looked at him disdainfully and said, "Xian Wang, there are really two great talents in your palace. Last time it was the daughter of the Minister of Revenue who was corrupt, and this time it's the God of Thieves..."
Hearing this, Song Yan's handsome face was covered with a strange look, and his eyes changed when he looked at Song Wenyan.
The poison needle hidden in his sleeve was ready to be used.
Fortunately, the prince's next words made him retract the poison needle.
"I really can't tell that Concubine Shu is actually the God of Thieves. This woman is hiding it very well."
After saying that, Song Wenyan glanced at Song Yan and walked straight past him.
Song Yan looked at his back, feeling a little surprised.
He was crazy, actually attacking the prince in broad daylight.
Song Yan felt that his emotions seemed to be becoming increasingly out of control, and this abnormality was always related to Xie Shizhu.
However, why did Song Wenyan think that Shu Fei was a thief god?
Before I had time to think about it, a woman covered in dirt, with a dirty face, holding a bunch of grass in her hands, came towards me, walking very quickly.
Song Yan stopped, a helpless smile on his lips, and looked at her and whispered, "Isn't this a servant's job?"
Xie Shizhu stopped and used one free hand to slowly gesture, "They are all pulling weeds. I will throw these outside."
After Song Yan took a large pile of weeds from her arms, his expression became serious for the first time, and he said in a calm voice, "Xie Shizhu, you are the princess."
As soon as he finished speaking, Xie Shizhu was stunned, as if he didn't understand what he meant.
However, Song Yan soon told her what he meant.
After Song Yan threw the grass out, he walked to Xie Shizhu, quickly took her wrist, and pulled her behind a group of servants.
At this moment, the servants and maids were squatting on the ground chatting and gossiping.
The grass in the yard was basically untouched, with only one or two maids working.
The sound of their conversation reached their ears: "I can't believe that Concubine Shu is a thief. She actually stole the prince's token. She is so brave."
"Now there is one less concubine in the palace. It seems that the prince will marry a new concubine soon."
Before they could finish their words, the voice of the prince they were talking about sounded from behind them.
His tone was as gentle as ever, but there was a hint of anger in his voice: "Why do you let the princess do these rough jobs?"
Several maids and servants quickly stood up and turned to look at the two of them.
What caught my eye was Song Yan's face, which seemed to be smiling but not smiling. He was handsome but also had a gloomy and strange look.
For some reason, the prince in front of him was still the same prince as usual, but he made people feel afraid.
There was a woman who was the personal maid of Chao Lan who was beheaded. After Chao Lan's death, she lost her master, but she was still the one with the most say among these servants.
Just now, she deliberately squatted aside with a few maids and did nothing, watching Xie Shizhu pulling weeds with sweat dripping down his face.
I feel very comfortable.
It was also a pleasure for them to admire the princess's back as she worked.
She raised her chin and said very proudly, "This was something the princess wanted to do herself. I had no idea about it."
As soon as he finished speaking, Song Yan didn't hesitate and said to the new housekeeper with a smile, "Deal with him according to the rules of the mansion regarding those who are superior to those who are inferior to him."
However, this time he was smiling but hiding a knife.
The new housekeeper took office with him and made the first move. Without saying a word, he took a few servants and took away Chao Lan's maid.
The maid looked astonished, as if she couldn't believe that the wise king would be angry.
Because she had been in the mansion for three years, even if something touched the bottom line of the wise king, he would amicably resolve the matter.
Even when the prince provoked him and played naked in the pool with several of his concubines, he could just laugh it off.
However shocked she was, she was still taken away to serve as an example to others and was given fifteen lashes of the cane.
Everyone in the yard heard the maid's miserable cries, their faces turned pale, and they dared not slack off anymore.
They quickly squatted on the ground and worked hard to pull out weeds and clean the yard.
Song Yan turned his head and looked at Xie Shizhu, with a smile in his eyes, and said, "You won't have to do these rough jobs from now on."
Xie Shizhu stared at him blankly, and after a moment, nodded.
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