Chapter 583 How to coax?
But on second thought, Sheng Xian felt that he was naive. Even he could sense it, so how could the Third Miss be so smart not know it?
Otherwise, why did she refuse the invitation with incense?
Chu Jinyan was unaware of Sheng Xian's inner struggle and inability to cry. All he could think about was how he would comfort Lu Xiang if she got angry.
Not long after Meng Yixiang left, Lu Qiao's high-pitched voice was heard outside:
"Third sister, third sister..."
Lu Qiao, who was originally running towards the warm room, immediately turned around and ran over when she saw Yun Zha standing at the door of the flower hall. As soon as she entered the house, she said hurriedly, "Wu Ran invited me to her house to appreciate the flowers. Third sister, come and play with us."
Wu Ran is the fifth daughter of a concubine of the commander of the Imperial Guards.
Wu Wei, who is good friends with Song Zhenzhen and Chen Pin, is her third sister and the eldest daughter of the Wu family.
Lu Xiang looked at Lu Qiao, smiled and shook his head: "I'm not free today, have fun."
"Eh?" Lu Qiao looked at Lu Xiang suspiciously after hearing this: "Third sister, what are you busy with? Let me help you."
Based on my principle of being a considerate and well-behaved sister, how could I just care about my own pleasure and let my third sister work hard?
"The Eighth Prince has invited me. Would you like to go for me?" Lu Xiang blinked and said with a smile.
Lu Qiao choked up, the corners of her mouth twitched a few times, she stamped her feet and groaned, "Third sister always teases me, humph, then I'm leaving."
After saying that, he turned around and ran away in a hurry.
Yunlu was stunned when she heard Lu Xiang's words. She thought that the Third Miss rejected Meng Yixiang because she was really angry with the Eighth Prince. But the young lady had to go to the appointment, so why was she just sitting there?
"Miss, I will help you dress up."
Lu Xiang turned to look at Yun Lu, and touched her dress in astonishment: "Why do you have to dress up?"
Is it because the skirt she wore today was too shameful?
No, I haven’t worn this new dress twice.
Yun Lu couldn't help but laugh at Lu Xiang's dazed look: "My master, women dress up to please themselves."
Lu Xiang understood.
"Then change your jewelry? Don't change your clothes, please. Please."
Yunlu smiled and nodded, then pulled Lu Xiang back into the house.
Among the four palace maids who served Queen Song in the past, Yunlu was not the most outstanding one, but as a senior palace maid who served the Queen, it goes without saying that she was clever and skillful. Lu Xiang's suggestion was to make a slight change by changing her jewelry, but Yunlu directly took off her hair and combed it into a bun again. With her fingers flexibly, she had combed her hair again in less than a quarter of an hour.
Her jet-black hair was pinned with a silver peach blossom hairpin inlaid with pearls, and had tiny tassels hanging down. Lu Xiang's head was slightly tilted, and the tassels swayed slightly, reflecting her delicate little face and bright eyebrows like blooming mountain flowers.
Yunlu then picked and chose from a pile of earrings, and finally chose a pair of pearl earrings for Lu Xiang to wear.
At this time, a maid reported at the door: "Miss San, the Eighth Prince is coming."
"Yeah." Lu Xiang responded, then stood up and walked out.
In the flower hall, Yun Zha served Chu Jinyan tea and then left, and the newly arrived palace maids did not dare to approach her casually.
"Greetings to His Highness."
Lu Xiang entered the flower hall and bowed to Chu Jinyan.
Chu Jinyan's brows jumped when he saw this. He had been so polite in greeting, but now he was really angry.
After being stunned for a moment, he pulled Lu Xiang up, clasping his slender fingers tightly with hers, with a faint soft light emanating from his cold eyes: "Did Yixiang make you angry?"
Lu Xiang raised her eyebrows slightly and looked up at Chu Jinyan: "Why do you say that, Your Highness? Did she say that herself?"
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