Chapter 289 The carriage is stuck
"It's okay, I'll take off your veil right away."
The woman lowered her head slightly, her voice a little shy, "Yes."
This scene seemed vaguely familiar, as if it had happened before, but it was his first time getting married, so it was impossible.
The prince put aside these strange ideas, firmly picked up the pole and lifted the veil. The delicate and beautiful face under the veil instantly captured all her attention.
"Prince..."
Being stared at, the Crown Princess, Miss Huan Er, showed a bit of shyness, her eyelashes trembling slightly, as if she wanted to look at the Crown Prince but didn't dare.
...
"Dead?" Song Ci drank a full glass of fruit wine. "She is so useless that she died like this."
The wine in his mouth tasted sweet with a hint of alcohol. Song Ci was not good at drinking, and after drinking one glass, his face was already flushed.
When she heard the news that Song Rouxi had died, she felt three parts happy, three parts confused, and the remaining four parts relieved.
In her previous life, she was a fish on the chopping board, and her whole family ended up in a miserable state. In this life, Song Rouxi was defeated after all, but she died so easily that she didn't even savor her own pain.
In the deep palace, there is only so much she can do. To avoid any unexpected changes, it is better to send her off early.
"Miss, aren't you happy?" Wanxiang tilted her head.
Song Ci didn't answer, but poured himself another full glass of wine and drank it in one gulp.
Tian'er reminded, "The young lady seems to have drunk too much."
Wanxiang almost jumped up, "I almost forgot, Miss can't drink. This is over..."
"If you drink too much, you'll be fine after a good sleep. How can it be over?"
Wanxiang's eyes were filled with horror, and she explained with gesticulations how miserable Song Ci had been when he was drunk, enumerating all his crimes.
"What you said, is it true?" Tian'er was confused and looked back and forth between Song Ci and Wanxiang.
"Really!" Wanxiang said firmly, "We must protect the young lady tonight!"
"good...."
At first, Song Ci was quite well behaved, but in the second half of the night, when Wanxiang and Tian'er finally felt relieved and thought she had fallen asleep, she suddenly sat up from the bed, walked barefoot on the ground without wearing shoes, and walked uncontrollably towards the yard.
Late at night, in white clothes, barefoot, with disheveled hair, the scene before him looked eerie no matter how he looked at it.
Tian'er was not on duty today, so Wanxiang slept soundly and had no idea that her mistress had run away uncontrollably.
In the evening, Manager Qing and Manager Lin were talking about the recent situation in the yard and engaging in a war of words.
"Your son makes a mistake every three times he works for the master! I think the position of manager is better for me."
"How dare you criticize me! Your son follows the eldest young master. His small body is not strong enough, and the eldest young master has to carry the books back by himself. He follows behind him. Who is the young master? It's against Tian Gang. How unreasonable."
"You are not as good at math as I am. It would take you several days to calculate an account. If you become the manager, you will definitely harm the master."
"You're considered a good student, but what's the point? You smile all day long, who would be afraid of you? Don't let others look down on your master! Ahhhhhhhh!!! There's something fishy going on!"
"No, no!" Manager Qing looked around. His eyesight was not good at night, and he looked carefully for a long time but couldn't see it. He said disdainfully, "What a fuss! You are a grown man, but you have a loud voice when you shout."
Manager Lin clutched Qing Ping'an's sleeve tightly, the fear on his face not fake. "Just now, just now, a white shadow really did float past. I'm not lying, there really is a ghost! Should we talk to the master about this and ask a senior monk to come to our house and take a look?"
He patted his chest and finally recovered. He turned around and was waiting for Manager Lin's reply, but then his body froze.
"I think we should investigate this matter thoroughly first, so as not to scare the master. Hey, I'm talking to you, why are you daydreaming..."
"W-Where...where is it?! Ghost! Help!"
Qing Ping'an finally lost his composure. He stiffened his neck and turned his head, only to see the face of a woman with disheveled hair and a pale face. The woman was dressed in white and her face was as pale as paper. It was late at night, so she must be a ghost or something else!
Qing Ping'an was just about to run.
"Qing, Qing, uncle, burp."
Manager Qing paused, and when he heard the familiar voice, he turned his head in disbelief, "Miss???"
Manager Lin also recognized the voice and was surprised and confused.
"belch."
The next day, Song Ci finished washing up, opened the door, and then retreated.
"Miss, what's wrong?"
"I'd better not go out." Thinking of what she did when she was drunk, she was too embarrassed to go out, and she also scared the two uncles in charge. Really, no matter how thick-skinned she was, she couldn't feel embarrassed.
Wanxiang coughed and said, "To be honest, it's my fault. Last night it was my turn to keep watch. I thought the young lady... wouldn't get drunk and crazy, but I didn't expect..."
Song Ci glared at her and reached out to pinch the soft flesh on her cheek, "You still say that, you still say that! Do you think I, your lady, am not embarrassing enough?"
"I, I didn't...Miss, I was wrong." Wanxiang was pinched so hard that she couldn't speak clearly, which made Tian'er beside her laugh.
She thought Wanxiang was exaggerating yesterday, but unexpectedly, it was actually true.
When the young lady is drunk, she will run around the yard without any consciousness.
"Never mind. I'll let you go this time. But I still have to go out. Mom's birthday is coming up, and I need to pick out a gift."
Wanxiang raised her hand and said, "I'll go with you, young lady."
"Then I'll go too!" Tian'er joined in the fun happily.
The three of them went out at the same time, but Song Ci walked very fast. When she saw someone just nodded slightly, she rushed forward as if something was chasing her.
Only after getting on the carriage did he breathe a sigh of relief. Well, his face was saved.
Seeing her like this, Tian'er and Wanxiang knew what she was thinking, but they just held back their laughter.
The carriage suddenly stopped halfway along the road.
A voice came from the coachman, "Miss, there is a carriage blocking our way ahead."
"Can't you get through?"
"Yes, this carriage is really strange. We were the ones who passed by first, but it suddenly rushed out of the alley..." The driver held the reins and muttered in dissatisfaction.
The carriage opposite looked gorgeous, but it was really too unreasonable.
It's like, as if he's deliberately looking for trouble.
"Who is so weak as to block our way? My wife is busy going up the mountain to worship Buddha, and she was delayed. How are you going to compensate us?"
The driver had seen shameless people, but he had never seen someone so shameless as this, actually turning the tables.
Song Ci was not panicked. She was not in a hurry anyway, and she was too lazy to get into a conflict with others. "Forget it, just let them go."
The driver felt sorry for his young lady and stepped back reluctantly.
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