Marry another wife, the mistress of the marquisate will not serve you anymore

Zhao Yiran was struck by lightning when he heard this. Tears glistened in the corners of his eyes. He said in disbelief:

"I spent several long nights embroidering that purse, stitch by stitch.

I also specifically told my servants to deliver it to you, how could you not have received it?"

Xiao Jingheng thought about it carefully and realized that a few days ago, a strange servant came to him and said that the princess had something for him.

However, he was in a hurry to go out to do something, so Jing Mo stepped forward to stop him.

All along, no matter they were royal nobles or daughters of high-ranking officials and dignitaries, they would often send him jade pendants, belts, love knots, sachets, handkerchiefs, silk scarves and other things.

He usually treats everyone equally, shows no interest at all, and directly leaves it to Jing Mo to handle.

Perhaps, the purse that Zhao Yiran gave should have been mixed in with those things.

"Princess Yiran, please be more reserved and don't bother me anymore."

Zhao Yiran felt as if she had been hit hard in the heart by a fist. She was in so much pain that she could not breathe. She said with tears streaming down her face:

"You didn't receive it? Do you really think the gift I gave you is so cheap? You are trampling my sincerity on the ground."

Xiao Jingheng didn't want to get too entangled with her, so he walked past her resolutely, leaving behind a cold back.

Zhao Yiran's heart ached fiercely. She had heard that Xiao Jingheng had been very close to Song Wanyin recently and had been frequently in and out of the Taiwei Mansion. She believed that the two must have a close relationship.

Song Wanyin, it's you again?

Why do you use your seductive skills to hook up with these good-looking men one after another?

Are these men all blind?

You are not the only woman in this world, why do they all like to revolve around you?

Song Wanyin hid behind the rockery and took in the whole scene. She was secretly surprised that the person Zhao Yiran had admired for a long time turned out to be Xiao Jingheng.

At this moment, a gentle voice suddenly came from her ear, which scared her:

"Junior sister, what are you doing here?"

Song Wanyin covered her pounding heart and said in shock:

"Brother, where did you come from? You scared me to death."

Seeing that she turned pale with fear, Xiao Jingheng immediately bowed and apologized:

"I am here to show my respect. I hope that Junior Sister will forgive me."

When Song Wanyin thought of the scene just now, she couldn't help but ask curiously:

"Brother, Princess Yiran has good intentions. How can you let her down?"

Xiao Jingheng's face was full of panic, and he quickly explained:

“Did you see it all?

Junior sister, the relationship between Princess Yiran and I is pure and innocent, as pure as a piece of blank paper.

If you don’t believe me, I can swear to God…”

Seeing that he had really become stupid from studying, Song Wanyin was clearly a fool, so she smiled and raised her hand to interrupt him:

"Alright, alright, brother, why are you so nervous?"

Seeing her playful and cute look, Xiao Jingheng seemed to have returned to his youth when she liked to play pranks on him. He suddenly realized:

"Okay, you're teasing me again.

You, you are so naughty."

When Zhao Yiran walked out, she happened to witness this scene. Seeing the two of them laughing and joking together, she instantly became jealous.

Song Wanyin, it is you.

You are a beauty who brings disaster. Not only have you brought disaster to Gu Qingchen, but you are also trying to bring disaster to Xiao Jingheng.

I will never let your evil plan succeed!

Song Wanyin and Xiao Jingheng found a quiet place and were about to sit down to rest, but unexpectedly Xiao Jingheng was called away by his brother, who said he wanted to have a good drink with Huo Shaoming.

She sat there bored, admiring the flowers alone, as if isolated from the world, blooming with a different brilliance in the corner.

Suddenly, a tall figure appeared in front of him. He bowed and said:

"I have met the county lady."

Song Wanyin looked up and was suddenly startled. The person who came was Chu Hexuan. She quickly stood up and said:

"Mr. Chu, what can I do for you?"

Chu Hexuan was wearing a purple brocade robe with dark cloud patterns. His eyebrows were as sharp as swords, his eyes were as bright as stars, and there was a faint smile on the corners of his mouth. He looked very elegant.

"I have heard that the county lady is proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, so I came here to learn a thing or two."

After saying that, he took out a piece of calligraphy and painting from his sleeve and unfolded it for her to see.

"I am not talented, but I have created a humble painting called "National Beauty and Heavenly Fragrance". I hope the county lady will be generous in giving me some advice."

Song Wanyin took a look and was secretly surprised. She didn't expect that this calligraphy and painting had a unique style, smooth brushstrokes, bright colors, and was full of vitality.

"Mr. Chu, your painting has delicate brushstrokes and is endowed with soul. It really gives people a stunning feeling."

Chu Hexuan blushed when he heard her praise and said modestly:

"My Lord, thank you for your praise. As for painting skills, I still have a lot to learn from you."

Song Wanyin smiled and said:

"Mr. Chu, you are too modest. I am just speaking the truth. It seems that you have quite some insights into calligraphy and painting."

Seeing that she had finally opened her mouth, Chu Hexuan said, "I just want to please you:

“You may not know, but I have been interested in collecting famous calligraphy and paintings since I was a child, studying them carefully, and creating my own style.

The famous calligraphy and paintings I have collected have a lot of long-standing historical allusions, including "Lanting Preface", "Huangzhou Cold Food Postscript", "Jiang Fan Louge Tu", etc. "

Song Wanyin couldn't help but laugh. These were all things that Gu Qingzhi had looted from her. She gave them to him just to win his favor.

"Mr. Chu seems to have collected a lot of precious calligraphy and paintings. May I ask where did you find these calligraphy and paintings?"

Chu Hexuan paused for a moment, then concealed a few words:

“These calligraphy and paintings were hard to come by, and I spent a lot of effort to find them.

If the county lady likes it, I can give you one or two paintings by famous artists as a token of my appreciation."

At this moment, a figure rushed over like a sharp arrow shot from a bow, and wrapped around Chu Hexuan like a snake, unable to get rid of it.

"Brother Hexuan, why have you been avoiding me all this time?

I went to your house to see you several times, but you always claimed that you were not feeling well.

Then why are you still here?"

Chu Hexuan looked closely and found that it was Gu Qingzhi. Disgust was evident on his face and he desperately wanted to break free from her restraints.

"Miss Gu, please respect yourself."

Gu Qingzhi came with her brother to congratulate him, hoping that the eldest princess and the prince consort would support her brother more. Unexpectedly, she caught sight of him in the crowd.

"Brother Hexuan, what did I do wrong? Why do you dislike me so much?"

Song Wanyin watched the two of them entangled in front of her, turned around to leave, and happened to meet Gu Qingzhi's gaze.

This circle is so small. I didn’t expect that after going around in circles, I would still meet the Gu family.

Gu Qingzhi glared at her like a shrew, scolding her like a shrew:

"Song Wanyin, you are here too?

You have brought so much harm to our Gu family, and yet you even secretly seduced my brother Hexuan.

I just want to settle the score with you!"