Dressed as a concubine instead of a concubine

Song Zhiyan didn't think much about it. After all, this action was indeed a bit rude.

He said with some regret, "I really want to meet someone who plays the erhu right away."

"The people on the boat are all young ladies from Beijing, but I've never heard of anyone who can play the erhu."

"Maybe it wasn't played by any young lady, maybe it was played by a master they invited."

Xie Junyi covered his eyes, his expression darkened.

"By the way, what kind of piano is that blueprint you just gave me? I have never seen it before. Who wants it?"

"I saw the violin by chance in a book and wanted to try making it."

The largest musical instrument shop in Beijing was opened by Song Zhiyan, so he was asked to make the violin that Meng Xiyue wanted.

"Don't worry, I will make it exactly as the drawing shows. You must show me how to play the piano when the time comes."

"talk later."

Xie Junyi answered perfunctorily. He hadn't heard it yet, so how could he let Song Zhiyan hear it?

On the boat here, when Meng Xiyue finished her song, the whole place was so quiet that they could even hear each other's breathing.

It is amazing that a street performer who plays the erhu can play such a soul-stirring piece of music.

If such soul-stirring music cannot be performed on stage, then the little love tunes they played are even more incomparable.

Princess Zhaohua was the first to come to her senses. She was extremely happy that Meng Xiyue did not bring shame to Prince Qi's Mansion.

She knew that her royal brother's vision was always good.

"Sister Yue is really amazing. She plays the erhu to perfection. No one can compare to her. Today we are really enlightened."

Everyone remembered what Meng Xiyue had said before, about letting them see the world. They thought it was just empty talk, but now it seems that they were the ones who were slapped in the face.

Especially Liang Yingxue and Wang Lingjiao, who were the ones who provoked at the beginning, their faces turned green.

The plan was to embarrass Meng Xiyue, but it ended up giving her a chance to shine.

They never imagined that even the erhu could be played so well, and they couldn't utter the sarcastic words they had prepared in advance.

Some young ladies who love music theory have surrounded Meng Xiyue, wanting to ask for music.

Looking at Meng Xiyue who was being praised again, Liang Yingxue felt resentful.

She was originally hesitant, but now she became more determined. She must not let Meng Xiyue become successful.

She leaned close to Wang Lingjiao and whispered, "Cousin, Prince Qi dotes on her too much. We must teach her a lesson."

Wang Lingjiao's expression darkened. The reason why she followed Liang Yingxue to deal with Meng Xiyue was because she was also a candidate for Prince Qi's concubine.

My father has reached a consensus with the Queen that she will be arranged to move in after the principal wife enters the palace.

In her eyes, Prince Qi was already her husband. Now, seeing her husband being seduced by another woman, how could she not be angry?

Especially since this woman is talented and beautiful, any man would like her, which makes her feel very threatened.

"Are you sure they are exactly the same?"

"Sure. I don't know why there are two of them, but I just looked carefully, and no one else noticed. Once it's done, she won't be able to explain it even if she has ten thousand mouths."

Liang Yingxue spoke firmly, her eyes seemed to be filled with poison.

Wang Lingjiao looked at the woman who was smiling and talking to Princess Zhaohua, and nodded.

The fact that a concubine's daughter from a small place was brought to this banquet by Princess Zhaohua was enough to show her status in Prince Qi's heart. Deliberately letting her integrate into the circle of noble ladies meant that it was more than just a matter of making her a concubine.

Although it is a bit absurd to let her be a concubine, this possibility cannot be ruled out. There are only four positions for concubines. If she takes the position, someone will definitely be squeezed out.

Thinking of the other candidates, Wang Lingjiao understood that if someone was squeezed out, that person would definitely be herself. How could she allow such a thing to happen?

As she was thinking about it, she walked up to a woman.

The woman had beautiful features and was dignified and graceful. She was the legitimate daughter of the Duke of Huguo and the cousin of Princess Zhaohua, Song Jiayi.

She looked up at the hairpin on her head, smiled and sat down beside her.

Soon, the boat reached the center of the lake, where lotus flowers were in full bloom. The ladies stood on the bow of the boat, admiring the lotus flowers.

Several young ladies even improvised some poems about appreciating the lotus.

Meng Xiyue didn't have such a refined taste. Looking at the lotus flowers growing so well, she wanted to wait until the lotus flowers withered so that the lotus seeds here could grow.

I must come again when the time comes to pick some lotus seeds to make lotus seed soup.

"My farm is not far ahead. We will go there to have dinner later. Everything has been arranged."

Song Jiayi pointed to the farm in front and said.

"Thank you, Princess."

Everyone hurriedly bowed to thank her. Song Jiayi was both talented and beautiful, and was a role model for women in the capital. She enjoyed a high reputation among everyone.

Originally, everyone thought that she would marry Xie Junyi and become the wife of Prince Qi, and more likely the queen in the future.

Who would have thought that she would actually get married to Zhang Yian, the son of the Minister of Rites and this year's top three scholar.

While everyone was surprised, they also envied her for being able to marry a man of her dreams and not being used as a pawn by her family.

The couple's wedding date is set for the sixth day of next month.

"Princess, I heard that this manor was specially found by Zhang Taohua, and there is a hot spring inside."

Han Faner spoke excitedly, obviously very interested in this hot spring.

"There is one, but it's a little too hot to take a hot spring bath in the summer. You can come anytime you want in the winter."

"Sister Jiayi is the best." Han Faner hugged Song Jiayi and acted coquettishly, making the ladies beside her laugh.

Seeing that the time was ripe, Wang Lingjiao spoke.

"I really envy the relationship between the princess and Master Xiao Zhang. I heard that Master Xiao Zhang even asked Shi Cui Zhai to order a jade hairpin for the princess. There is only one such hairpin in the world. I wonder if it can open our eyes."

Wang Lingjiao's words were instantly echoed by everyone. It was said that this jade hairpin was a token of their love.

Song Jiayi covered her lips and smiled.

"Don't flatter him. He didn't make it specially for me. He just saw it at Mr. Zhou's and thought it suited me, so he asked for it. He even forbade Shicui Zhai to make the same style. He is such a scoundrel."

Song Jiayi was complaining, but the happiness in her eyes was overflowing, making people envious.

"It's all the same. In short, Master Zhang really loves you. If I can find a husband like him in the future, I will be satisfied."

Han Faner did not have the reserve of a little girl, and spoke openly about her expectations for her future husband.

"You are so good, you will definitely find it."

Song Jiayi held her hand and spoke seriously.

Marrying someone you love is a happy thing.

Because that man was Zhang Yian, the man who had taken care of her since she was a child, she did not have any of the fears that other women waiting to get married had, but was filled with joy.

She also hopes that all her friends can have this kind of happiness.