An indescribable silence fell over the room, leaving Song Yaozhu speechless.
Did I become my own double?
Wait, when did Xie Liwei become so twisted?!
No, no, Xie Liwei is testing me.
Her true identity was that of an illiterate "country girl" from the countryside, but after she was reborn into Song Yaozhu's body, she never thought of hiding it. Her behavior naturally did not fit the "country girl" persona, so it was understandable that Xie Liwei suspected her.
Does he suspect that she deliberately imitated Xie Wanqing to get close to him?
Song Yaozhu raised her hand to adjust the jade hairpin in her hair, and looked at Xie Liwei with a smile, saying, "Your Highness, I've heard that when a man adorns a woman's hair, it signifies a declaration of love. Your Highness..."
Before she could finish speaking, her hair twitched, and he pulled out the jade hairpin and threw it back onto the table.
"I'm going back to my residence. If you don't want to walk back by yourself, hurry up and pack your things!" With that, he swept his ponytail, which had been hanging down to his chest, behind his back and strode out the door.
Song Yaozhu watched his retreating figure and shook her head with amusement.
Although they've grown up, they're still quite easily amused.
Inside the carriage, Xie Liwei rubbed the pearl pendant at the end of his hair while mentally reviewing every moment he had spent with Song Yaozhu.
The person who taught her must be someone very familiar with her elder sister. Who is this person? And what is their purpose?
Judging from Yuwen Wuji's reaction, he was definitely unaware of the situation. Was the person behind this targeting him or Yuwen Wuji? If it was targeting Yuwen Wuji, wouldn't that prove that his sister's death back then was indeed suspicious?
He needed to find a way to get something out of Song Yaozhu, but she was not afraid of him at all.
Over the years, he has worked very hard to cultivate his infamous reputation! Even Song Wenyue was so frightened when she heard that she was to marry him that she immediately asked Song Yaozhu to take her place, but Song Yaozhu was not afraid of him at all.
This indirectly shows that the person behind the scenes also knows him very well, and what Song Yaozhu learned about herself from that person is not scary at all.
Perhaps Song Yaozhu shares the same goal as him; they both want Yuwen Wuji dead!
If that's the case, then it would be extremely interesting.
Just then, Song Yaozhu lifted the curtain and got into the carriage.
As soon as she sat down, she asked, "Your Highness, is there anything special about today's poetry collection?"
Otherwise, why would Yuwen Wuji personally come to a small teahouse?
Xie Liwei glanced at her, his inquiry was straightforward.
"Why should I tell you?" Xie Liwei snorted coldly. This woman had just dared to flirt with him, and now she came to him for information. Did she think he was a fool?
Unexpectedly, Song Yaozhu suddenly moved closer to him, and the face magnified in front of him made his heart skip a beat—he was terrified.
"Is Your Highness more responsive to gentle persuasion than force? Well then, I'll try to be charming and coaxing you, and then Your Highness will tell me~"
Xie Liwei was startled and felt a chill run down his spine. He pushed her aside and said in a deep voice, "Today's poetry collection is organized by the heir of the Marquis of Wuding's mansion."
He left it at that; if she were a smart person, she would naturally understand the meaning behind his words.
Song Yaozhu pondered for a while. Although ten years had passed, she was not very familiar with the situation in the court. However, the Marquis of Wuding was stationed at the Wuding border and could not leave easily. Yet the heir was getting so close to the literati. This inevitably involved the issue of choosing sides.
Yuwen Wuji is not yet forty years old and is in his prime. How could he allow his son to have rebellious intentions at this time?
So I'm here today for an inspection.
Song Yaozhu laughed and said, "I see. Otherwise, I would have said that it would be worth the prince going there in person."
Xie Liwei lowered his eyelids and looked at her. Was she testing his relationship with Marquis Wuding?
"I am naturally fond of joining in the fun. No matter who organizes the poetry gathering or banquet, as long as they send me an invitation, I will naturally accept it."
Song Yaozhu said "Oh" and didn't say anything more.
Li Wei returned to the palace and personally visited Weiyang Palace.
The imperial concubine was passing the time by listening to music in the courtyard when she saw Li Wei enter. She lazily lifted her eyelids.
"Does His Majesty have any instructions?"
When Li Wei saw this man, cold sweat began to break out on his back.
"Yes, His Majesty said that when the Imperial Concubine has some free time, she can hold a banquet in the palace and invite some ladies and young misses to admire the newly acquired flowers. It just so happens that the Third Prince is also of marriageable age, so he asked you to take care of it and get him married and have children as soon as possible to continue the imperial line!"
The Imperial Concubine replied calmly, "I understand. I will select a date and send out invitations to all the ladies."
Having received the promise, Li Wei immediately withdrew from Weiyang Palace. As soon as he left, the servants inside dared not utter a sound. Even the actors performing on stage discreetly withdrew.
The Imperial Concubine rose and walked into the hall. As soon as she entered, she picked up a vase from the cabinet and smashed it violently to the ground. All the servants and maids immediately fled, leaving only her trusted confidante, Mo Yu.
"Your Majesty, please don't upset yourself!"
"How can I not be angry! Xie Wanqing has been dead for so many years! Even if she were reincarnated, she could run and jump by now, and he's still thinking about her!"
When the Emperor found her and ordered her to poison Xie Wanqing, heaven knows how excited she was. She thought that after Xie Wanqing died, she could become Empress, but what happened?
She remains a Noble Consort! For ten years, it has remained unchanged!
He, on the other hand, became a devoted and loving emperor!
"Your Majesty, she's just a little maid; she won't affect your position!"
"But it disgusts me!"
How could the Imperial Concubine not be angry? When she was young, she wanted Yuwen Wuji's unique love, but he gave it all to Xie Wanqing. Later, she stopped asking for it and wanted the highest position, but he still reserved it for that dead person!
"He is so loyal and devoted, yet he made my mother and me suffer so much injustice!"
"Your Majesty, please be careful with your words!" Mo Yu patted the Consort's back to help her catch her breath. "Even if Your Majesty doesn't intervene, the Emperor has other ways to please himself. Why don't you go along with his wishes and make him remember your kindness?"
"Remember my kindness? He should at least let me and my son benefit in some way! The previous dynasty urged him to establish a crown prince, but he's been dragging it out until now!"
"Your Majesty!" Mo Yu hurriedly covered the Consort's mouth. "You must not discuss state affairs! Your Majesty should know that winning the Emperor's favor now will benefit the First Prince and the Third Prince in the future. Moreover, the Third Prince is indeed of marriageable age. You can simply consider this banquet as a selection of a consort for the Third Prince."
The imperial concubine sneered repeatedly, paced around the room, and drank several cups of cold tea before calming down.
But she still couldn't help but be bothered by the Emperor's intentions, saying, "I heard that it was because Song San resembled Xie Wanqing that the Emperor set his sights on Song Si? Write her name down and send her a letter later. I want to see just how much she resembles her!"
Mo Yu sighed inwardly upon hearing this, "Yes!"
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