Song Yaozhu looked at the crushed chrysanthemums in front of her and placed her hand on his palm.
"Your Highness just heard it, didn't you? I said that my confidence has never come from the Song family, but from Your Highness."
Xie Liwei's palms felt like they were on fire, and then she said, "Let's be frank, I want the Song family dead!"
Her tone was decisive and ruthless, which made Xie Liwei wary.
"You are a daughter of the Song family. Do you think I would believe what you say?"
"Time will tell, Your Highness, there's no need to rush things." Song Yaozhu winked at him. "At least we're allies now, aren't we?"
Xie Liwei snorted coldly and was about to pull his hand away when she grabbed his wrist. She took a handkerchief and carefully wiped the petal fragments from his palm, her expression gentle yet earnest.
It reminded him of his older sister again.
Xie Liwei suppressed his irritation and withdrew his hand.
"You are not qualified to be my ally!"
Song Yaozhu smiled, her back leaning against the carriage, looking poised and dignified.
“Your Highness, I am your Queen, and we are one in this world, sharing both glory and hardship. Perhaps you don’t believe me yet, but that’s alright. I’m willing to wait until the day you accept me.”
Xie Liwei pursed her lips and remained silent; her behavior was hardly that of a woman raised in the countryside.
"I know that I look somewhat like the late Empress. I'm afraid Your Highness will feel sad whenever you see me. If Your Highness minds, then I will wear a veil from now on."
"No need, how can you compare to my elder sister!"
He said this aloud, but deep down he still felt uneasy. No two leaves are the same, and naturally, no two people are identical. Besides, Song Yaozhu and his sister only resembled each other by about seven or eight points.
But her behavior reminded him of his older sister, a feeling of closeness that arose from the bottom of his heart, which filled him with fear and unease.
Can one person really imitate another to such a similar degree?
"Then I am relieved."
Song Yaozhu herself couldn't quite describe her feelings. Logically speaking, she had been dead for so many years, and even the deepest wounds should have healed by now. But Xie Liwei gave her the feeling that she had never truly recovered.
She is someone who is forever stuck in the past, so she hopes he can move on and not remain in the past.
"I've heard that Your Highness sometimes attends poetry gatherings and literary events in your spare time?"
Xie Liwei saw her eyes flicker. Okay, all that buildup, so this is what she wanted to talk about.
"What, is the Princess Consort interested as well?"
"As Your Highness knows, I haven't read many books, so naturally I want to go out and see the world."
Xie Liwei also wanted to see how she would deal with her sister who had pushed her out to take the blame, so she said, "Yesterday, the Imperial Concubine summoned Madam Song to the palace to inquire about Miss Song's marriage."
Song Yaozhu's thoughts raced, and she immediately recalled the look in Yuwen Wuji's eyes when he saw her.
Is it possible that they think Song San resembles Xie Wanqing, so they set their sights on Song Si?
Bah! Old man, he's even older than Song Chengzhang, he's dreaming!
However, on second thought, it doesn't seem so bad.
Xie Liwei saw her eyes darting around, then she revealed a sly smile. Why was she so unreserved in front of him?
"Has Your Highness come up with a good idea?"
"Didn't Your Highness already think of this, which is why you reminded me?"
Both of them used questions, yet they spoke unspoken words. Xie Liwei found it strange; Qin Yu always said his thoughts were hard to fathom, so how could Song Yaozhu have guessed them so quickly?
Qin Yu must be too stupid!
"The Third Prince has reached the age for marriage. Why doesn't the Princess Consort think that the Noble Consort is making plans for the Third Prince?"
"Grand Tutor Song is already the tutor of the princes, and there is already a teacher-student relationship between them. There is no need to waste another marriage by arranging a marriage between them. The Imperial Concubine should naturally find a helpful in-law family for the Third Prince."
The implication is that Grand Tutor Song has no real power and is of no help in seizing the throne.
"Does Your Highness have any people at your disposal? There's nothing you need to do, just remind the officials' wives that the Third Prince is getting married."
When the Imperial Concubine summoned Madam Song, she certainly wouldn't directly tell her, "The Emperor has taken a liking to your daughter," on their first meeting. Instead, she would frequently invite Madam Song and Miss Song, then orchestrate chance encounters between Madam Song and the Emperor. Then, she would smoothly bring Madam Song into the palace.
After all, she is the granddaughter of Grand Tutor Song. If Song Wenyue refuses to enter the palace no matter what, can the Emperor not let it go for the sake of Grand Tutor Song?
She was determined not to let the matter rest.
If this succeeds, she will suffer no loss, but it will make Song Wenyue and the Imperial Concubine unhappy, so why not do it?
We have to do it!
"Hmph! Why should you use my men!"
Although he also planned to do so, wouldn't it make him seem very obedient and lose face if she said it?
Unexpectedly, Song Yaozhu was not embarrassed by his rebuttal. Instead, she pinched the corner of his sleeve and shook it gently.
"Your Highness, please help me! Don't you want to watch the show?"
Xie Liwei paused, realizing that she was nothing like her older sister in this respect! Her older sister would never do something so affected and frivolous!
behave in a spoiled manner......
What kind of behavior is this!
Xie Liwei stiffened his neck and pulled his sleeve back, neither agreeing nor disagreeing. However, on the day after tomorrow, someone from the front yard came early in the morning to remind Song Yaozhu that she had to attend the market that day.
Song Yaozhu chuckled inwardly. Why was Xie Liwei being so arrogant?
"Your Highness, it's wonderful that the Prince is taking you out! You should dress up nicely!" Caijin said excitedly.
Song Yaozhu thought about it and agreed. Showing off their affection in front of Song Wenyue had made her lose her head in anger. Decisions made when people are irrational often surprise others.
Xie Liwei waited for half an hour before seeing Song Yaozhu emerge adorned with jewels, nearly blinding him with her brilliance.
His eyelids twitched uncontrollably; he desperately wanted to slap himself for what he'd done the other day. How could this woman possibly resemble his older sister!
"Your Highness, am I beautiful?"
Song Yaozhu spread her arms and slowly turned around. Whether she was beautiful or not was unknown, but the light reflected from the gold hairpins and jade on her body made Xie Liwei feel that she was a giant display stand.
Xie Liwei boarded the carriage without a word, beginning to regret his promise to take her out.
Seeing his disdain, Song Yaozhu chuckled and followed. That's exactly the effect she wanted! It'll make Song Si so jealous he'll die!
The carriage quickly arrived at the teahouse where the market was being held. The teahouse had been booked out for the day, and the area outside was filled with carriages belonging to prominent families. Song Yaozhu followed Xie Liwei smoothly to the back courtyard of the teahouse. Many people glanced at her along the way.
"Sister, I thought you wouldn't come today!" Song Wenyue greeted her with a smile, but seeing her adorned with jewels, she secretly mocked her for being truly uncouth.
"Knowing my sister was here, how could I not come! But why is she dressed so simply when we're just walking around outside?"
Song Wenyue: "......"
Xie Liwei: I feel like laughing a little.
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