Quick Wear: The host is really just a substitute!

Chapter 132 The Five Forces That Helped the Imperial Concubine to Become the Emperor (5)

Looking at Qiao Xin who seemed to be hesitant to speak, Song Yuesheng smiled and raised his hand to let her leave.

When the original owner was a child, the first thing he learned was not music, chess, calligraphy or painting, but the twenty-four pictures of handsome men collected by his mother.

In such an environment, one can imagine what kind of personality the original owner developed.

Even though Mrs. Zhao taught the original owner music, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry and classics when she was ten years old in the same way her grandmother raised her, the original owner's greatest interest was still to appreciate and tease beautiful women.

Mrs. Zhao blamed herself, thinking that it was her fault for not raising Principal Yuan to be a well-educated and well-mannered lady.

Song Yuesheng disagreed.

The heroine of this world, Wen Man, traveled through time and space. She doesn't care about etiquette and is lively and playful.

The original owner was the heroine's substitute and a special person.

Since he is special, how could he not be controlled by the thread of heaven and cultivated according to the heroine's temperament.

Even if it was not Mrs. Zhao's family way of raising children, the original owner would at some point behave in a way that was inconsistent with the etiquette of the feudal dynasty.

but……

Why does the heroine want to absorb the wild aura?

Can wild things have the orthodox fortune of heaven?

Song Yuesheng sighed and used a black wooden hairpin to simply tie her hair into a bun.

That's it.

If she could figure it out, she would be able to figure out the headquarters of the Sparrow Demon even more clearly.

The news that the imperial concubine had fallen out of favor spread quickly.

Perhaps because they were worried that the emperor's wrath would affect their own safety, no one came to visit the Jiangxue Palace for several days.

The treatment in Jiangxue Palace is obviously not as good as before.

It was an extremely cold winter, and the Ministry of Internal Affairs only had a few pieces of charcoal, and the food in the small kitchen was also limited.

Qiao Yue and Qiao Xin went to the Ministry of Internal Affairs to inquire about the matter every day, and all they got was "It is distributed every month according to regulations. Please come back next month, Imperial Concubine."

"My queen, they are really too much! Normally, they would take the initiative to send things to me and ask me to take care of them, but now they are asking for winter supplies and you are ignoring them!"

Qiao Yue clenched her fists angrily, as if she mistook the vase for the steward of the Imperial Household Department, and she wiped the vase with much greater force.

Qiao Xin was relatively mature. While cleaning the garbage in the house, she patiently advised: "Qiao Yue, this kind of thing happens all the time in the harem. Don't say this in the future. It will bring unnecessary trouble to the queen."

Qiao Yue muttered quietly, "I know."

The Queen has never suffered any injustice since she was a child, so there is nothing wrong with her standing up for her.

The empress distributed all the charcoal brought back from the Ministry of Internal Affairs to them, and she never lit the charcoal basin in her own room.

If the lady was in the palace and knew that the queen was so wronged, she would have rushed to the Ministry of Internal Affairs with her sword in hand.

In the blink of an eye, Qiao Xin had finished cleaning and was waiting at the door with the empress's scarlet cloak.

Qiao Yue glanced outside the house. The sunlight made the snow look even whiter. The dripping sound of the melting snow made people worry about the muddy road.

She walked to the dressing table and said hesitantly, "Madam, it snowed again last night... If you're just going out for a walk, why not change the day?"

“Sunny days in winter are hard to come by.”

Song Yuesheng stuffed the brocade box into his wide sleeves, pinched Qiaoyue's face, and said with a smile: "Xiaoqiaoyue, you should go out for a walk with me. If you stay any longer, you might forget what it's like outside."

Qiao Yue curled her lips and said, "I go to the Ministry of Internal Affairs every day, how could I forget?"

The Empress trusts Qiao Xin, so naturally she believes her too.

Otherwise, she would definitely accompany the Empress out.

It's definitely not a small excuse like being afraid of the cold.

Song Yuesheng smiled and left Jiangxue Palace with Qiaoxin.

During these days of "recuperation", she learned from the two of them that Wen Man was sent to the laundry department by Xiao Guixi.

Qiao Xin was particularly perceptive and found out about Wen Man's current situation in the laundry department for her.

One reason she went out today was to see Wen Man.

on the other hand……

Song Yuesheng stopped and looked at the Cuili Palace in front of him, then turned around and walked towards the sycamore tree thirty meters away diagonally opposite the palace gate.

The branches are filled with wishing cards of all sizes and small treasure bags.

This tree was planted by the founding emperor for his first wife three hundred years ago.

I don't know when it started, but this paulownia tree has become the gathering place for the princes and princesses in the palace to make wishes.

Perhaps because anyone can see it, no one dares to sign their name, and no one dares to write clearly what they wish in their hearts.

Song Yuesheng looked up.

The treasure bag that the original owner had worn was still the lowest one.

But, it only lasts until today.

Song Yuesheng looked around and was about to climb up, but Qiaoxin hurriedly stopped him while holding her cloak, "My queen, this sycamore tree is different from the others. If it is damaged in any way, your entire clan will be implicated."

"Don't worry, no one will come at this hour."

Song Yuesheng said this and started to climb up.

Qiao Xin couldn't resist, so she carefully protected Song Yuesheng under the tree while looking around cautiously.

The original owner's treasure bag was on the left branch of the paulownia tree, with only a blank note inside.

The girl’s thoughts were simple and she was willing to fulfill all of Xiao Guixi’s wishes.

Unfortunately, man is not as good as God's will and loses his life early, and no one knows about his infatuation.

Although it was a parallel world where he was carrying out a mission, Song Yuesheng also wanted to do something simple for this girl with the same name.

Of course, one aspect is for myself.

The sparrow spirit said that by appeasing the remaining resentment of the original owner, the influence of the original owner's emotions could be eliminated. To be honest, Song Yuesheng was a little bit unconvinced.

Ugh.

At this moment, we can only try our best to save the situation.

Song Yuesheng sat down carefully, untied the brocade bag, and then took out the brocade box from his sleeve and opened it──

Two strands of hair tied together.

Tie your hair together to form a loving heart.

Song Yuesheng put it into a brocade bag and slowly tied it to a high place.

Hold it to your heart and pray silently.

If there is a future, I hope you can find someone who truly loves you, and I also hope that the person you love can respond to your feelings.

Soon after, Song Yuesheng realized that the blockage in his chest seemed to be unblocked, and he felt a lot lighter.

Under the tree, Qiao Xin saw someone walking towards this side and hurried over to salute: "General Ye."

In a hurry to cover up, she wanted to find an excuse to get away, but she forgot that the sycamore tree was leafless in winter, and it was easy to see the person on the tree.

Qiao Xin waited a long time for the voice telling her to get up, and when she looked up, Ye Heyou had already walked under the paulownia tree.

She walked over quickly.

"Is the Imperial Concubine imitating the late Empress Huixian to compete for the Emperor's favor? Do you intend to use this to restore you to your former status?"

The voice is sincere, but the content is terrible.

Song Yuesheng glanced down and spoke contemptuously.

"What is there about her that I should imitate? Is she always lingering in Qingguifang before she got married, or is she flirting with a few people in the street? General Xiaoye, please think carefully before you speak next time."

Ye Heyou frowned.

General Song told them all day long how gentle and well-behaved his daughter was. When Wen Manman told him that she and Song Yuesheng didn't get along, he subconsciously argued with her.

But now it seems that General Song was exaggerating.

It’s not without reason that Wen Manman hates her.

Song Yuesheng slowly stood up holding the tree trunk and motioned Qiaoxin to move.

She still had to go to the laundry and had no time to chat with Ye Heyou.

Aim and jump.

Then──

As she stood on the ground, she fell into a warm embrace.

dare not move.

Don't dare to move at all.