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Jiang Jingshu had mixed feelings about Qiu Rong's pregnancy. She was happy that she could finally get Song Chengfeng into the room, but she was worried that if Qiu Rong gave birth to a son safely, given Song Chengfeng's love for Qiu Rong, Chang Qing might fall out of favor.

So Jiang decided to pull Song Chengfeng over first. She sat in front of the bronze mirror and dressed up carefully. After dinner, she went to Song Chengfeng's study.

Jiang was tidying up her clothes outside the door and was about to knock on it, but the door opened from the inside and Xia Zhu came out affectionately holding Song Chengfeng's arm.

"This... Master, what are you doing..." Jiang still felt a little guilty when she saw Xia Zhu. She was about to explode but held it back.

"Oh, Jingshu, I'm going to Xia's room today. It's been such a long time, you should go and keep her company." Song Chengfeng patted Xia Zhu's hand lovingly.

“But…but…” Jiang hesitated and didn’t dare to say no, but she was unwilling to go back like this.

"Sister, don't you want the master to come to my place? I no longer have children, and I won't have any more to compete with you for your favor. Can't I even let the master accompany me for a while?" Xia Zhu was about to cry, her eyes red with grievance.

"What are you talking about, idiot? I'll accompany you tonight. Didn't you say you learned a new dance to show me?"

"I thought, since I can't give birth to children for you, I'll learn something else to please you." Xia Zhu covered her mouth shyly.

Only then did Jiang realize that Xia Zhu's outfit today was very bold. The thin, almost translucent gauze skirt revealed her beautiful curves. The clothes inside were separated from the top and bottom. Her small waist was slender and her fair skin was faintly visible.

"Your belly..." Jiang's eyes widened. Shouldn't Xia have an ugly scar on her belly? Song Chengfeng had complained to her more than once. It was because of that scar that Song Chengfeng had no interest in Xia Zhu.

"Haha, Master, this is all thanks to the eldest lady. She helped me remove the scar."

"Wan'er is a good person and knows how to be filial to her father. Let's go." Song Chengfeng reached out and touched Xia Zhu's waist, and couldn't wait to take her away.

Jiang was left standing there in astonishment, and ultimately returned empty-handed.

"So it was Song Qingwan who helped Xia Zhu regain favor?" Song Yunshuang couldn't believe her ears.

"Yes, that bitch Xia said it herself."

"This is strange. Didn't she find Qiu Rong to fight you? Why is she supporting Xia Zhu?"

"Who knows, that Xia is dragging his broken body with him, and I don't know what he is fighting for!" Jiang said hatefully.

Song Yunshuang seemed to be thinking about something, planning her next step.

A month later, Song Chengfeng stayed in Xia Zhu's room every day again. It was said that he played the piano and danced every day and was very happy.

Jiang was really unable to swallow this humiliation, so she reported the matter to Pang and asked the mistress Pang to persuade Song Chengfeng to treat everyone equally.

Pang scolded her, saying that women should not be jealous, and Jiang could only go back crying.

When Qiu Rong was three months pregnant, she had vaginal bleeding. Song Qingwan rushed over as soon as she heard the news.

"Miss, what's wrong?" Qiu Rong looked calm, without any sign of nervousness.

"It's nothing, just a minor miscarriage. Take some medicine to protect the pregnancy and don't go out in the near future."

"Young lady is indeed very good at predicting things. Second Young Lady and Jiang Shi really want to get rid of my child."

"They had already learned their lesson from Xia Zhu's incident last time and shouldn't have done it again, but the Jiang family has been so stimulated recently that they are bound to do something desperate."

Song Chengfeng rushed over after hearing the news, and was relieved to hear that the child was fine.

Afterwards, Song Chengfeng had his men search Qiu Rong's yard and found a bag of musk in a corner. Song Chengfeng became furious and ordered a thorough investigation.

Finally the case was traced back to Song Yunshuang, but this time Song Yunshuang did not panic. She explained calmly that it just fell there and she did not mean to harm anyone.

"Rebellious girl, if you don't know, you might think you have someone to rely on to make you so fearless!"

"Father is right. My daughter has won the favor of His Royal Highness Prince Yu. When I marry him in the future, I will be the Princess Consort." Song Yunshuang looked proud.

"What nonsense are you talking about? How could His Royal Highness Prince Yu know you?" Song Chengfeng didn't believe it at all. Who is Prince Yu to fall in love with Song Yunshuang?

"Father doesn't believe his daughter, but can you recognize the prince's handwriting?" Song Yunshuang took out the note from that day and handed it to Song Chengfeng.

"This is indeed the prince's notes." Song Chengfeng looked at Song Yunshuang with an inquiring look, as if waiting for her explanation.

Song Yunshuang snatched the note and carefully put it in her arms.

"As for how we met, father, please don't ask. Anyway, I will be the Princess of Yu in the future."

Song Chengfeng was still somewhat skeptical about Song Yunshuang's words, but he did not dare to punish Song Yunshuang casually. He could only vent his anger on Jiang Shi. From then on, Jiang Shi completely fell out of favor.

Two months later, Song Qingwan received another invitation from the Princess's Mansion, inviting her to enjoy the flowers.

"Appreciating flowers? I don't like looking at flowers. The princess gave this invitation to the wrong person." Song Qingwan threw the invitation on the table with some disgust.

Pang Shi smiled and picked up the post and put it away, looking at her daughter with some disappointment.

"You are just stupid. The princess' invitation to you to enjoy the flowers was fake. Her real purpose was to find you a husband."

"What? Choosing a husband?" Song Qingwan looked surprised?

"You are sixteen years old now, and you are old enough to discuss marriage. Originally, mother wanted to ask the queen to suggest a marriage for you. It seems that the eldest princess is also concerned about your marriage."

"So what's the connection between flower viewing and choosing a husband?"

"At that time, we will invite unmarried young men and women of marriageable age from all families. In name, we will go to enjoy the flowers. If any young man or young lady falls in love with you, they can ask the princess to grant them marriage."

"Oh, I see." Isn't this the group blind date in ancient times?

"So I have to go to this party?"

"The princess has personally sent the invitation, so of course you have to go. Otherwise, you would be disrespecting the princess."

Song Qingwan nodded and understood. She had no interest in blind dates and just wanted to see the world.

The day of the flower-viewing banquet soon arrived. Pang Shi had someone dress up Song Qingwan early in the morning. Today's occasion had to be grand.

Pang Shi chose a brightly colored dress for her daughter, tied up her hair, and inserted a few hairpins into her hair.

Then she used rouge and powder to give Song Qingwan beautiful makeup and also applied lip gloss.

"Yeah, that's right. Our Wan'er is so beautiful."

Song Qingwan looked at her face in the bronze mirror and couldn't believe it for a moment. Was the person in the mirror really herself?

Her eyes are moving and her gaze is bright and lively. Against the backdrop of her clothes, her skin, which is very fair, looks even whiter. She is so beautiful.

Song Qingwan got on the carriage with Chunya's help. Just as the carriage was about to leave, another carriage suddenly arrived at the door. When everyone was wondering who it was, Song Yunshuang walked out of the mansion slowly.

Song Yunshuang was too lazy to come out today and had dressed up carefully. Although she was not as beautiful as Song Qingwan, she was also pure and lovely, with a unique charm.

"Where are you going, sister?"

"Sister, aren't you going to the Princess's Mansion? I'm naturally going there to enjoy the flowers." After saying that, he got on his carriage and no longer paid attention to Song Qingwan.

Song Qingwan sighed in her heart, this Song Yunshuang is quite capable!