Everyone sat in a row around the pavilion, and the conversation was very lively.

Song Huiyue stood alone on the stone steps outside the pavilion, listening with relish.

These girls usually don’t go out of the gate, but when they talk about King Jin, they seem to be lying directly under King Jin’s bed.

It was bustling, and Yan Youwei and Yue Huaiyu were here.

Everyone saw the ceremony together, Yan Youwei said, "You are so lively. I heard your laughter on the other side of the shore. What are you talking about?"

Qi Yu said first: "It was Prince Jin who had just passed by the official road, so we started chatting."

"It turned out to be His Highness, King Jin," Yan Youwei clapped his hands, "My father has rushed over and welcomed the prince in. He is now tasting wine in the outer courtyard."

"real?"

"Then there can be fake."

Yue Huaiyu smiled and waved to Song Huiyue: "Why is Sister Song standing alone? Come and talk."

Song Huiyue hurriedly said, "My mother is afraid she wants to find me, so I'll go first."

"They are talking about the doll scriptures," Yue Huaiyu patted the seat beside him, "Sit down, let's talk."

Only then did she show the arrogance of the powerful and noble female family and unconsciously ordered Song Huiyue.

Yan Youwei muttered and moved her mouth a little.

Song Huiyue walked over and sat down, only half of it.

Yue Huaiyu glanced at her nanny, and the nanny took the maids and retreated.

Song Huiyue looked at Yuan Yuan who was stunned and envious.

Such a servant who knows how to advance and retreat is simply Yue Huaiyu's hands and eyes. It is difficult to find a smart person. Yue Huaiyu has a group of people.

I was envious in my heart, but her mouth was very tight and she would never say much.

She and Yue Huaiyu are from heaven and the other underground, and they don’t know what Yue Huaiyu has to say to her.

Yue Huaiyu smiled and held her hand: "You don't have to be restrained. I am the same age as you. I was born in the first month of the year. Where are you?"

"I'm Dongyue."

"I just arrived here and felt that it was much hotter than in the capital and more mosquitoes. Look, I bit my knuckles here."

Song Huiyue nodded: "It's really a lot."

Qi Yu looked over and interrupted, "It's the itchiest biting in this place. When it's July, you can't stay in the house all the time."

Yan Youwei saw that they had snatched Yue Huaiyu's idea, but she couldn't get in the conversation, and she couldn't help but snatch the conversation: "Sister Song, is your family living by relying on King Jin now?"

Song Huiyue curled the corners of her mouth and nodded gently: "Yes, it's up to the fullest of the King of Jin, so that we can have a happy family here."

Yan Youwei curled her lips: "Why don't you support yourself? Are there no men in your family?"

Song Huiyue smiled but didn't answer, Yan Youwei asked, and Qi Yu quickly stood up: "Let's go and peel lotus seeds to eat, it's fun and delicious."

The other girls also agreed to leave together.

Song Huiyue said: "I won't go. If my mother can't find me, I'm afraid she will be anxious."

Someone in the main hall was indeed coming out and was looking away from their direction.

Yue Huaiyu stood up and held her: "I sent someone to say to your mother and go and peel lotus seeds together."

Song Huiyue shook her head, broke free without leaving any trace, and walked forward alone.

Yan Youwei pulled Yue Huaiyu up the bridge together. Luo Huiniang suddenly stepped forward and said a few words in her ear. She laughed and called Song Huiyue proudly: "So you have a younger brother!"

As soon as these words came out, Song Huiyue stopped, and the people behind him also stopped. All the girls who knew Song Huiyue said intimately that something was wrong.

Song Huiyue's eyes sank, her dark eyes became cold, but a false smile appeared on her face.

The scorching sun melted the powder on her face, and even the lotus leaves were curled up.

"yes."

Yan Youwei said: "Your brother was locked in jail with your father, but he was too timid and frightened."

"yes."

"What does that fool look like? If you stay with fools for a long time, will you become stupid?"

"What do you think?"

Yan Youwei looked at Song Huiyue up and down, and stared blankly: "Maybe there is a little bit, otherwise why would you really come to the appointment?"

"No, you read it wrong," Song Huiyue stepped forward with a cold look, "Actually, my brother is a fool, I am a lunatic."

She took a step forward, Yan Youwei took a step back, and the rest of the people also took a step back. The sound of fish in the lotus flowers roared, making the hearts of others mess up.

The wind penetrated through the arms of the two of them, and the two sleeves, like clouds and mist, raised backwards, dividing them into two parts.

Yue Huaiyu smiled and went to pull Song Huiyue's hand: "Sister Youwei is innocent. We are much older and more generous. Don't bother with her."

Song Huiyue didn't look back, shook her hand away, and rushed forward again. Yan Youwei was so shocked that she was confused and couldn't help but say, "What do you want to do!"

"I'm going crazy!"

Song Huiyue suddenly reached out, grabbed her hair bun with one hand, grabbed her clothes with the other, and slapped her hard under the bridge. With a loud bang, Yan Youwei rushed into the lotus mud, startled a scream.

Qi Yu's voice was particularly loud: "She's hitting someone again!"

Lotus can come out of the mud without staining, but Yan Youwei cannot.

Yue Huaiyu looked at the surging water surface, her pupils vibrated, and soon calmed down. She ordered the nanny to catch people in an orderly manner and asked the maid to prepare hot water quickly.

Luo Huiniang covered her mouth and listened to Qi Yu's messy shouting in her ears, looking at Song Huiyue in disbelief.

Hearing the movement in the main hall, a group of colorful women gushed out of the narrow door and headed straight for everyone.

Mrs. Yan came over and saw Yan Youwei in a hurry, she was wet all over, mud on her body, and broken lotus leaves were inserted in the cracks of her hair.

The pool was even more in a mess, with lotus falling down and a large piece of it was broken.

Yan Youwei coughed like a nausea and wanted to spit out the mud that had choked in. While coughing, she shivered and her eyes were red, and she wished she could swallow Song Huiyue alive.

She choked on the water, was frightened, and lost all her face.

"I have long told you not to be naughty, so as not to fall into the water." Mrs. Yan forced a smile and arranged for the servants, "What are you doing while standing there? Take the girl to change clothes!"

Yan Youwei asked the nurse to hug her, and she cried while walking: "It was Song Huiyue who pushed me."

Chen's heart skipped a beat and he quickly stood up: "My mad girl..."

Mrs. Yan glanced at Song Huiyue with expressionless face and interrupted her: "These little girls will quarrel when they get together. It's not a big deal. Don't stand under the sun. The ceiling cannot stop the heat. Let's go to have tea."

After saying that, he grabbed Song Huiyue without any refusal: "The clothes are all messy, let's go to the other courtyard to take care of it."

Chen quickly took a step to block Mrs. Yan: "Madam, if you do something wrong, I will never protect her, and you don't have to cover it up for her. Let her tell you clearly about the whole story and let her admit your mistake in front of all the ladies."

Before she became a widow, she also experienced it in the back house. How could she not understand these little thoughts?

When Song Huiyue left like this, she became unreasonable.

How will so many ladies present pass on?

Isn’t it even more difficult to have a marriage that is already difficult?
Chapter completed!