Liang Zhizhi was so angry that her lips were trembling, and she said coldly: "Princess Jin should be worried about yourself! A married woman ran to this Wangyue Tower to date her old lover. Do you think if she was known by the King of Jin or... the palace, can you still maintain your position as Princess Jin?"

Humph! You dare to threaten her! After today, Xia Zhixing will become a joke for everyone in the capital!

A cousin who was divorced by the King of Jin!

What other face is there to show off in front of you?

What other face do you have to stay here in the capital!

Xia Zhixing corrected her words coldly, "Miss Liang Er, don't be sarcastic! Every word you say will become a certificate of confession in the church! I came to Wangyue Tower to make an appointment with someone for dinner, but I was not Song Zi'an, who is "Bashan Night Rain".

After hearing this, Liang Zhizhi sneered, "Princess Jin, you dare not act like this! You and your old lover have been chatting in this corridor for so long, but I am afraid that the whole Wangyue Tower will see it. Don't you think it's too late to defend this? Maybe! Even the King of Jin knows it!"

Her face was filled with gloating.

A cold light slid across Xia Zhixing's eyes, "I didn't expect Miss Liang Er to have such a clear understanding of my itinerary. I just arrived at this Moon-Wanging Tower, and you came here at the storm?"

Liang Zhizhi was choking, so she naturally didn't dare to say that she had received the news in advance and came here to block people.

She concealed her discomfort and raised her eyebrows, "This Moon Tower is not built by your home! Can you come, I can't come?"

Xia Zhixing saw through her thoughts at a glance, and the corners of her lips were filled with sarcastic sneer.

"What's wrong? It's so lively!" Zhao Qingyan didn't know which corner he came out, and said in a friendly tone, "Sister, I'll say I'll come to the door to wait for you! You don't want it, I know you can't find where the private room I booked."

Song Zi'an and Liang Zhizhi were both stunned. Their expressions were similar in degree. Obviously, they didn't expect that Xia Zhixing had made an appointment with others to come to Wangyue Tower.

Liang Zhizhi said unconsciously: "Impossible! You..."

Song Zi'an took out the box hidden in his sleeves, raised his eyes and looked directly at Xia Zhixing, "Princess Jin, do you really want this thing... don't want this thing?"

For the sake of the present, I can only try this one.

otherwise--

Xia Zhixing looked over with a frank look, "If it is really something important, I won't give it to you for safekeeping. It can be easily handed over, and it must not be very important. Now that this thing is in the hands of Mr. Song, it is yours. If you want to keep it or throw it away, please give it yourself!"

She spoke casually, and she didn't even look at the box again. She walked over to hold Zhao Qingyan's hand and walked towards the room she had decided to have.

Song Zi'an staggered a few steps, and the box in his hand fell to the ground with a "clang". He didn't know how the lock was designed, but it didn't fall open. He could vaguely hear a crisp sound from inside.

Xia Zhixing's pace did not stop. Before she came, she really wanted to know what Song Zi'an was talking about.

But just now, she suddenly figured it out. She forgot that it could be explained that the system deliberately cheated her, but the system easily said that this was a bug, which forced her to think that the so-called "valuable items" were not that important.

Perhaps, what she puts Song Zi'anna is far more than this one?

This incident made Liang Zhizhi stunned. Seeing Xia Zhixing about to enter the private room, she called her in a hurry, "Princess Jin, aren't you worried that the things in this box will be detrimental to you?"

Xia Zhixing turned around with a smile, as if he looked puzzled, "Oh? It's not good for me? Why not open it now and take a look at it, just to take the handle of this palace?"

She spoke with a relaxed tone without any fear.

Liang Zhizhi was so angry that she almost vomited an old mouthful of blood, "You..."

There is a word behind it that can’t be said.

Zhao Qingyan sarcastically said at the right time, "Miss Liang, this 'Bashan Night Rain' Mr. Song was afraid that you were not deliberately calling him to find fault?"

Liang Zhizhi's face suddenly became stiff and pale. She was obviously thought to herself, but she would never admit it, "What are you talking nonsense? Don't slander me randomly!"

Zhao Qingyan retorted coldly, "Did you slander you? You don't know what you think?"

Liang Zhizhi wanted to say something. The curtain of the fairy family had already been put down, as if he had punched the cotton. She had no focus. She was so angry that she glared at Song Zi'an fiercely, as if she was blaming him for uselessness.

Song Zi'an lowered his eyes and his body trembled slightly.

...

In the private room.

Zhao Qingyan signaled his maid Biyun to see if the people outside had left. Biyun quietly pushed open the curtain with her fingers and found that Liang Zhizhi was gone in the corridor. Song Zi'an was picking up the box and walking downstairs.

Then he told his lady what he saw truthfully.

Zhao Qingyan was so happy that he gave Xia Zhixing a thumbs up, "Sister, your plan is amazing! You said in your letter that I would sit in the private room first and wait for the right time before going out. I wanted to rush out to help you solve the situation several times, and forced myself to hold it back."

The two of them talked about each other last time they called "sister" and "sister".

Xia Zhixing picked up the teacup and took a sip, "That's also my sister's intelligence! The time to go out is just right."

Zijuan and Cuiliu, who were standing behind her, showed sincere joy on their faces, and they admired their princess very much. They were both scared to death just now, but fortunately they were just a false alarm!

Compared to their happiness,

Luzhu's mood became much more complicated, and she felt more and more that she didn't know the current princess. She remembered that the princess used to like Song Zi'an, but now she can be so heartless...

She couldn't help but look at the princess quietly, and cold sweat began to appear on her back inexplicably.

Zhao Qingyan, who was praised, covered her mouth and smiled even happier, and asked again: "Liang Zhizhi's thoughts are too cruel, right? In order to slander you, she will bribe Song Zi'an to frame you. It's abominable!"

Xia Zhixing slowly stroked the edge of the teacup with his fingers, "What is the purpose of Liang Zhizhi framed me like this? If King Jin left me, what benefits would she get?"

Zhao Qingyan was moved by her thinking and pondered for two seconds, "Can she also likes King Jin and fantasizes about marrying King Jin?"

Xia Zhixing didn't answer the conversation, and she couldn't understand this.

Zhao Qingyan suddenly said, "Sister, have you heard of it? Recently, the Empress Xian Concubine is helping the third prince find a candidate for the princess."

Speaking of this, she paused for two seconds and leaned towards Xia Zhixing, her voice pressing very low, "The news I got here is that Concubine Xian is optimistic about Princess Linghui."

She was saying authentic whispers, just enough Xia Zhixing to hear clearly. Even Luzhu, who was standing at the edge, could not hear clearly what Miss Zhao was saying.

Xia Zhixing knew that although the Xie family had no real power now, Xie Lingshan's father was a hereditary marquis at least. Xie Lingshan himself was named the princess by the emperor, and not everyone had such honors.

Furthermore, Xie Lingshan is the candidate of the daughter-in-law whom Concubine Chen was optimistic about before. If she could match her with her son, it would be equivalent to indirectly disgusting Concubine Chen.

Wouldn’t it be a three-killing victory?
Chapter completed!