After he finished speaking, the Queen, who was not far away, almost popped her eyes out.
The people nearby also turned their heads to look:
If a mere princess consort has become the nation's darling, then what is an empress?
Yuan Zhouliu kept his eyes straight ahead, completely unaware that there was anything wrong with what he said.
He was upright and righteous, as if struck by lightning, yet nothing could move him.
Seeing that Yuan Zhouhan and his son were having a pleasant conversation with Ji Fengyao, other military officers who were on good terms with Yuan Zhouhan also came over to greet Ji Fengyao.
They were all rough men who dealt with knives, guns, and clubs, so they didn't really care about Ji Fengyao's bandit background. After all, they were there for the sake of the Ninth Prince and Yuan Zhouhan, not for the bandit.
Unexpectedly, after chatting with Ji Fengyao for a while, everyone was captivated by her humor, cheerfulness, and wit.
For a time, the most lively scene in the entire Imperial Garden was the group of Ji Fengyao and her companions, who chatted and laughed, attracting frequent glances from others.
Song Huiru, listening from the sidelines, grew increasingly impatient. She glanced at Yuan Zhouhan and the others, then rolled her eyes dismissively.
She thought they were some important people who would shamelessly flatter a bandit, but it turned out they were just a bunch of short-lived ghosts waiting to be beheaded.
“Sister Huiru, let’s go sit over there,” Shanyu Heye, who hadn’t been close to Song Huiru for a long time, suddenly said.
Song Huiru: "!!!"
Wasn't their friendship so fragile that it could capsize at any moment?
Why is this guy coming up here again now?!
Seeing Song Huiru's wary expression, Shanyu Heye stepped forward and took her hand, looking aggrieved and pleading, and said in a low voice, "Sister Huiru, I know that I was wrong some time ago and shouldn't have been angry with you."
I've come to understand this over the past few days. We're all people caught up in our own lives, and it's rare to find someone who truly understands us. Two companions are always better than one. I…
"Sister!" Song Huiru exclaimed.
In broad daylight, in front of everyone, what is that damned Consort Jin trying to do?
Are you trying to get yourself killed?!
"Sister Huiru, I really..." Shanyu Heye seemed afraid that Song Huiru would not reconcile with her, so he held Song Huiru's hand tightly and was about to confess his feelings regardless of the consequences.
Song Huiru was so frightened that her face changed color. She quickly interrupted her and pulled her to a less crowded pavilion nearby: "Sister, let's go sit over there and talk."
Xi Ningshang, Qian Yingying, and the others smiled knowingly at their reaction.
Qian Yingying glanced back at Xia He.
Xia He was a maid sent from the outer courtyard of Hui Nuan Ge to serve Qian Yingying. She had worked under Lin Shuang, Bai Lu, and Xi Que, and knew everything about the affairs and people in the mansion.
They received a hint from their master.
Xia He took the initiative to find Xi Ningshang's maid Yingzhu and said in a loud voice, "Look at you, some people are really out of their mind. They are so brazen in the palace that they put their arms around each other's shoulders and hold hands. Do they think people are blind?"
After being thoroughly beaten up, Yingzhu became incredibly docile: "..."
Girl, please don't hurt me!
I dare not speak ill of my master behind his back again!
Hearing Xia He's words, Bai Lu and Xi Que got excited and moved over to Xia He's side.
The magpie brazenly and openly called out names: "Sister Xiahe, are you talking about Consort Jin and the Fifth Madam?"
Bai Lu sneered as she watched Shanyu Heye and Song Huier's backs as they were pulling and tugging at each other, and scoffed, "Who else could it be but them? Last time at the Empress Dowager's place, the two of them were openly hugging and cuddling; look, they're still entangled here."
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