The royal family reads her mind, and the cannon fodder daughter creates the Feihou Mansion

The banquet was bustling with activity.

Wasn't it said that Song Muxue was the disciple personally selected by the Imperial Master? Wasn't it said that the Imperial Master was very satisfied with her? But it seemed that the Imperial Master didn't know her at all.

There was no need for the imperial teacher, who was of such a high status, to lie, so the only person who could have lied was Song Muxue.

There were already faint sounds of snickering around.

Song Muxue tried her best to hide her panic: "Master, I am Muxue. You personally chose me as your last disciple. Many people present at the time saw and heard it."

Many people indeed witnessed this incident on that day, but why did the national teacher suddenly deny it?

Could it be that you regret it?

Or is it that the eldest lady in the Imperial Master's Mansion doesn't agree?

Just now the Imperial Master said that the eldest lady was throwing a tantrum because of the plum wine from Shengyun Mountain, but is it possible that she was throwing a tantrum just because the Imperial Master wanted to accept a new disciple?

Song Muxue had naturally thought of this possibility, and she already hated the young lady in her heart, but she didn't dare to show it at all.

"Mu Xue knows that my senior sister entered the sect before me, and she also knows that Master and Senior Brothers have deep feelings for her. Mu Xue has no intention of disrespecting my senior sister, and she just wants to learn more skills from Master."

The more humble and sensible Song Muxue acted, the more arrogant and overbearing the older lady seemed.

A hint of coldness flashed across Song Wentian's lowered eyes. This Second Miss Song's words were full of traps. No wonder his Xier was no match for her.

It was also his fault. He really shouldn't have raised her into a flower in a greenhouse that couldn't withstand the wind and rain.

"There is no master or senior brother like Miss Song in our master's house."

Everyone recognized the cold and arrogant man who walked slowly to Song Wentian's side. He was the eldest princess's second son, Ji Ziche.

Emperor Qinglong was obviously very happy to see his long-lost nephew: "When did Ziche return to the capital?"

Ji Ziche bowed respectfully: "In reply to uncle's question, I came back with my junior sister a few days ago."

Emperor Qinglong nodded with satisfaction: "It's good that you're back. My sister missed you very much. Please spend more time with her this time you come back."

"Yes."

After replying to Emperor Qinglong, Ji Ziche looked at Song Muxue coldly, looking down at her from a high position: "You dare to compare yourself with the eldest lady of our teacher's mansion with your status? You are simply overestimating yourself!"

His contempt and disdain hurt Song Muxue deeply, especially since she was kneeling on the ground, which made her look even more humble.

In the future...when she has established herself firmly in the Imperial Master's Mansion, she will first let Ji Ziche taste the feeling of being humiliated in public and make him lose his reputation!

Ye Xuanrong was furious: "Second cousin, you are going too far! It is well known that the Imperial Master wants to take Miss Song as his apprentice. It is also the Imperial Master's personal promise. It is not something that can be abandoned just because of your second cousin's refusal!"

A fierce look flashed across Shen Zhikang's eyes: "I guess it's not the Second Young Master Ji's turn to make the decision in the Imperial Master's Mansion yet."

Ji Ziche raised a mocking arc at the corner of his mouth: "The Sixth Prince and Prince Shen always protect Miss Song, it seems that they have a deep friendship!"

After he reminded everyone, they realized that their protection of Song Muxue was indeed a bit abnormal.

Ye Xuanrong explained unnaturally: "I just can't stand seeing my second cousin bullying a weak woman like this."

At this critical moment, we must not let anyone know the relationship between my cousin and Mu Xue.

Ji Ziche just smiled and said nothing.

Emperor Qinglong looked at Song Wentian: "Wentian, what do you think about this?"

Song Wentian drank leisurely by himself: "I have already told the emperor about accepting a disciple many years ago."

Emperor Qinglong would certainly not forget that he wanted Song Wentian to accept the Sixth Prince as his disciple, but was rejected outright. The emperor bluntly stated that he and the Sixth Prince had no master-disciple relationship.

Emperor Qinglong had also heard about the uproar some time ago regarding the Imperial Master accepting disciples in the palace, but he did not take it to heart because Song Wentian had admitted that the four disciples he accepted were destined by heaven, and he would only have these four disciples in his life.

What Emperor Qinglong did not expect was that the so-called matter of accepting a disciple had actually come to the palace.

Emperor Qinglong nodded, looked down and said in a steady voice: "The Imperial Master told me many years ago that he would only have four disciples in his lifetime and would not accept any more."

So this means that the Imperial Master never planned to accept any more disciples, but how do we explain Song Muxue’s matter?

Song Muxue was stunned, and Madam Song couldn't accept it either: "Impossible, the Imperial Master said in person that he would accept our Muxue as his disciple, and many people present saw it with their own eyes that day."

Even if they saw it with their own eyes, what would it matter? The attitude of the Imperial Master was obvious, that he would not accept Song Muxue at all. In addition, the Emperor had confirmed that the Imperial Master had never thought of accepting another disciple. Even if they saw it, they didn't see it.

Song Wentian's eyes suddenly showed a faint smile: "But an interesting thing happened during my retreat."

Then he looked at Ji Ziche and said, "Ziche, bring the person up!"

"Yes, Master!"

Ji Ziche took the order and left. Soon a man also dressed in crescent white was brought up. What shocked everyone was that this man's face was 50% similar to that of the Imperial Master.

If they had not witnessed the imperial teacher's otherworldly temperament, they would probably have been deceived by the man in front of them.

When she saw this man, Song Muxue understood everything and sat down on the ground dejectedly.

Ji Ziche's voice was still cold and without any warmth: "This is a stubborn slave who was driven off Shengyun Mountain for making mistakes. I found him in the Imperial Master's Mansion when I returned to the capital a few days ago. He pretended to be the master and made a lot of money in the capital, cheating and deceiving people."

What is there to not understand? All of them were deceived by this fake national master.

Of course, the one who was cheated the most was Song Muxue, who was happy for nothing.

Many people have begun to feel guilty: It is ridiculous that the Wenyuan Marquisate is still bragging about it, thinking that they have now become rich and powerful.

Song Muxue bit her lips tightly and her face lost all color. She never dreamed that what she thought was the most glorious day of her life would be so embarrassing.

Even Shen Zhikang had a gloomy expression. He vaguely felt that this scam seemed to be aimed at Song Muxue, but why?

She had no grudges against the Imperial Master's Mansion, and there was no reason for the Imperial Master's Mansion to play tricks on her and embarrass her at the Spring Banquet!

Emperor Qinglong was furious: "How dare you tarnish the reputation of the Imperial Master? Drag this cunning slave away and execute him!"

Song Wentian said calmly: "Your Majesty, leave this matter to me!"

Emperor Qinglong nodded: "That's good, it can also be regarded as a warning to those servants with evil intentions."

After hearing that Emperor Qinglong handed him over to the Imperial Master, Wang Yuan, who was kneeling on the ground, finally breathed a sigh of relief, but he was wailing miserably in his heart: My eldest lady, is this what you mean by a person who has seen the world?

He would rather not see such a thrilling scene.

Ji Ziche brought Wang Yuan, who was dressed as a fake imperial master, to Song Muxue and threw him down: "Second Miss Song, come and meet your master!"