Chapter 61: Bourne House Poetry Gathering
"Calculation?" Zhou Yongyi was born in the imperial palace, and from childhood he was surrounded by calculations. He felt a little angry when he heard the word, "Who dares to plot against you like this?"
Song Rouxi was about to make up an excuse to get by, but then she thought of Song Ci's delicate face and changed her words instantly, "This maid originally came from the third house. If you say that her affairs have nothing to do with my third uncle's family... I absolutely don't believe it."
"Your third uncle."
Song Rouxi complained in a wronged tone, "My third uncle has always had a bad temper. He has no talent for studying, so he is jealous of my father and second uncle. My third sister may also be jealous that the elders in the family love me more, so he is always unfriendly to me at home."
"You are the elder sister, and she, as the younger sister, actually gives you a cold shoulder. Rouxi, you are just too gentle, making them think that you are easy to bully."
His tone darkened, "Don't worry, I'll find a chance to teach her a lesson someday. Right now, the most urgent matter is your family's affairs."
"My family's business? What's going on in my family?" Song Rouxi asked hurriedly.
Zhou Yongyi sighed. Song Rouxi's appearance, figure, and temperament were all very much to her liking. She was different from the women he had known since childhood. She was gentle, kind, and considerate of others, like a delicate little white flower, lovable and endearing.
But this woman, who has everything good, has a very poor family background.
He was the crown prince, the queen's only legitimate son. Song Rouxi's Song family was just starting out, and her father was only an eighth-rank official.
He wanted to be with Song Rouxi, to protect her and cherish her forever. She was delicate and gentle, but also had a temper, and she definitely didn't want to be a concubine.
But the Queen Mother had already chosen a candidate for the position of Crown Princess.
Given Song Rouxi's family background, becoming the Crown Princess is as difficult as ascending to heaven.
"There have been rumors about your father recently, and they have affected you."
Song Rouxi sobbed, her eyes red. "I don't care what others think. As long as His Royal Highness knows that we are innocent, that's enough."
"Okay." Zhou Yongyi felt even more pity when he saw this. "But things have to be resolved. If it affects your reputation, it will be even more difficult for us to be together openly in the future."
"Then...then what should I do?"
Zhou Yongyi was about to reach out his hand, but then he remembered that Song Rouxi was someone who attached great importance to rules, so he finally put his hand on her head and patted it gently.
"Don't worry, the old lady of the Bourne family has always treated me well. She has a good reputation and has been a widow for many years. She has always been respected in the capital. If you can get a compliment from her, those who speak ill of your family behind their backs will have to shut up."
Song Rouxi acted coquettishly, "But...will the old lady like me?"
"You're the one I'm attracted to. The old lady will definitely like you. I'll tell her and ask her to take care of you. I'll have someone send you an invitation to the poetry gathering at the Bourne Mansion. Just go with peace of mind. After this incident, those rumors should dissipate."
"Your Highness, you have done so much for me. I really have no way to repay you." Song Rouxi was moved and full of admiration.
"Why are you being so polite to me? You are the woman of my heart. For you, everything is worth it."
Being stared at like this, Zhou Yongyi felt a surge of pride in his heart. Although he was the crown prince these years, his father was in good health. In order to avoid suspicion and attention, he had to lie low, do things in a low profile, and endure everything.
It was with Song Rouxi that he finally regained some of his dignity and pride as a man.
In order to avoid being discovered, the two of them just finished talking and then reluctantly parted ways.
Song Rouxi was in a good mood and walked much more lightly.
She had a hard time during this period, and she didn't expect that these rumors would reach the ears of the prince.
She was filled with resentment and blamed Song Ci for all these things.
The old lady of the Bourne Mansion is highly respected. Since her words are so effective, should I whisper a few words in her ear? If she says something bad about Song Ci, once Song Ci's reputation is ruined, it is estimated that she will not be able to marry into a good family in the future.
But it’s not impossible for those old widowers whose wives have died.
No, Song Ci, who is sharp-tongued, capricious and disobedient, is only worthy of a husband like this.
Thinking of this, the corners of her mouth curled up and her face was full of excitement.
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"What? An invitation from the Bourne Mansion? Oh, my dear granddaughter, such a family actually invited you as a guest. You are truly the treasure of our Song family."
When Old Lady Song heard the name of the Bourne Mansion, her eyes widened. This is one of the most established and prestigious families in Beijing.
I have been rich for almost a hundred years.
It is easy to imagine how much benefit the Song family would gain by being able to make friends with such a family.
Song Rouxi looked delicate and proud, and glanced in Song Ci's direction before saying, "My granddaughter is also doing this for our Song family. If I can make friends with the people in the Bourne Mansion, I can appease the old lady this time, and our two families can interact more often in the future. I think it will also be helpful to father and second uncle."
"Okay, okay, you really are your father's good daughter." Boss Song stroked his beard, which was shaking with laughter. "You must behave well this time."
"Don't worry, Dad." Song Rouxi's eyes turned, and her tone was a little pleading, "Grandma, my mother is not in good health. Why don't you let Third Aunt take care of you so that my mother can have some rest."
Old Mrs. Song was about to object, but then she changed her mind and thought that if she refused, it would hurt the relationship between herself and her granddaughter.
After hesitating for a moment, he finally said, "Okay. Your mother has been working hard lately, let her go back and rest."
Song Rouxi laughed heartily and threw herself into Old Lady Song's arms. "Thank you, Grandma. Rouxi knows that you are the best to me."
Li Yao on the side also had tears in his eyes. Daughters are still the best. Now it’s good that he doesn’t have to serve her and can even watch Qiao Xianglan make a fool of herself.
Didn't she want to serve? She had to go now, even if she didn't want to.
On the way back, Wanxiang looked worried. "Madam, Miss, I think they have bad intentions. The old lady looks fine, why does she still need someone to serve her? Every time Madam went to serve her, she would come back much thinner."
Song Ci was also a little worried, but his father was not around anymore. He had recently gone to a place with Zhang Baiwan to discuss business. He said he wanted to learn more from him.
Even if she had objected just now, Old Lady Song and the whole family would not agree, so she had to find another way.
Qiao Xianglan felt that since she had served Old Lady Song before, she was difficult to serve, but if she persisted for a few days, she could get through it.
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