Chapter 22: Two Brain-damaged Fans

"Okay, Wanyin, let's not argue with her now. M Mother said that there has been a new snack made by the imperial chef in the palace. Come on, let's go and try it.

Song Zichu quickly chose another way to go. He heard the girl named Wanyin behind him sneered and said, "Isn't it that you are afraid to walk so fast?"

"No, I think it really affects my appetite to sit with you."

After saying that, she went straight away and only stood there angrily for a while.

Because of the banquet in the palace, you can't bring mulberries and cinnamon. Therefore, it was not until he sat down in the banquet in the garden for a while that Zichu heard from the comments of the people around him that the main force who quarreled with him before was Wanyin, the second daughter of Shangguan Hongfei, the right prime minister. She has always been friends with Song Zilan, so it is not surprising that she helps Song Zilan come forward to embarrass herself now.

However, didn't the right-wing superior official Hongfei send someone to smash his Song Mansion yesterday? Why is this Miss Shangguan completely uncontained with her father, and she doesn't care about the heavy losses suffered by her uncle's family?

So Song Zichu turned around and asked the people next to him. If you want to say that her social ability is definitely due to professional quality, it can definitely be said that she can be accepted and released. After knowing each other for a while, the young lady surnamed Yang has regarded Zichu as her best friend. No matter what she asks, as long as she knows, she must say everything.

After hearing that Shangguan Wanyin's mother had been on bad terms with several brothers and daughters-in-law, so even her sons and daughters had resentment against several uncles and aunts, Zichu shook his head at Miss Yang and said, "Alas! Isn't this a joke? Tut, such a big family has a quarrel because of the contradictions between some women.

"Isn't it? My mother often teaches me at home, saying that after we get married and go to my husband's house, we must put the overall situation first, and we must not let people see the disagreement between our daughters-in-law.

"That's right, your mother is really virtuous and generous. By the way, what's your name?

"My name is Surong. You can call me Rongrong in the future."

Seeing that Miss Yang Surong was not scheming and very kind, Zichu took the opportunity to sincerely praise her. The relationship between the two seemed to be more harmonious. Song Zilan and Shangguan Wanyin sitting at the other table did not gritt their teeth.

Seeing her best friend's resentful face, Shangguan Wanyin took the initiative to come over and whispered, "My mother was very happy to hear that you took someone yesterday and beat the little prostitute who raised the Shen family outside to give birth. She also said that she was worried that there was no way to treat the Shen family, but it happened that you took action. You really know what I'm thinking. Therefore, don't worry, I will definitely get your revenge back for you today!"

Listening to Shangguan Wanyin's words, Song Zilan's weak corners of his mouth twitched for a while. Because she was too shameless about her and Sheng Chonghua, she had not told anyone except her mother, and even her two sisters were kept in the dark. Seeing that her behavior was misunderstood by her friends, she was too lazy to defend it. Anyway, it's not too late to talk about it after you pass the door!

Although the royal banquet is not a formal lunch, it is also dazzling. Zichu is fine. In the past, she attended many such social banquets in modern times, so she was very familiar with women's social etiquette.

But what surprised her was that Song Zilan's mother and daughter could not be at peace on such occasions.

"I'm sorry, I failed for a moment, or I will lead you to the back and change your clothes!"

Seeing that his red skirt was spilled with a large pool of wine by the "careless" maid, Zichu looked around speechlessly.

Miss Yang, who was sitting aside, saw that she looked a little careless, so she took the initiative and said, "Why don't I accompany you to the side hall over there to change clothes?" I also want to take a break, too."

Zichu looked at her and saw her sincere smile, so he nodded and said, "Okay, I'm sorry to trouble you."

"It's okay, it's just a piece of cake."

On the way, Yang Surong whispered to Zichu and asked, "I heard that your relationship with your mother and several sisters is not very good?"

Zichu looked at her with some deep meaning, nodded and sighed neither negatively, and said, "Alas! We are all from the birth of a big family. Which one can have fewer such things? It's just that in the way, the hard work on the face is still acceptable.

"Yes, in fact, every family is almost the same."

The two girls said and followed the maid who led the way far away from the water parquet before the banquet. Zichu looked carefully at the surrounding environment, but when he saw fewer and fewer people in front of him, he asked, "This girl, have you taken the wrong way? I'm just going to change my clothes. Why did I go so far?

The maid turned around and replied calmly, "If you go back to Miss Song, because there are too many female guests in the palace today, and the queen's bedroom is not convenient for you to go in and change your clothes, so you need to come to this side hall. Please forgive me."

Hearing what she said, Zichu stopped insisting. Yang Surong also helped persuaded, "Yes, there are many rules in this palace. My mother told me repeatedly before bringing me in. Don't be angry for a moment!"

"Okay, then let's go with her!"

After entering a moon gate, it seemed to be cheerful in front of him. Looking at the garden rockery in the exquisite courtyard, Zichu looked at the plaque on the door and read, "Quyuan Fenghe? ....... Ha ha, our queen is really elegant.

"Yes, this is a garden where the queen usually comes to relieve the heat in summer."

The maid said and led the two into a room. Zichu looked at the furnishings in the room and saw that the fragrance of the screen was exquisite and gorgeous, and the glazed agate plates on it were also spotless. Even the fruits in the plate were newly washed Persian crystal grapes, and his heart thumped and sank slightly.

"Miss Song, do you think this skirt is suitable?"

The maid brought a long light purple skirt and took a look. The texture and workmanship were in the style of the palace. Naturally, she could not pick out anything wrong. But after seeing her nod, the maid pushed the screen out and said, "Miss Song is changing clothes inside. The maidservant is waiting outside. If there is any order, just call the maidservant at any time."

"Yes, Zichu, I'm also sitting outside waiting for you."

Song Zichu stood behind the screen and glanced out through the cracks. When he saw the maid walking out, he exchanged eyes with Yang Surong and more affirmed his previous guess.

Sure enough, just after she took off her clothes, and looked back, the skirt that had been hung on the screen for change disappeared!

And Yang Surong, who was sitting outside drinking tea in a chair, also disappeared with the sound of closing the door!

I went to the door, reached out and pushed it, and found that it had been locked from the outside! Zichu gritted his teeth and scolded a national scolding, and his hands were not ambiguous. He immediately came to the long window.

She was dumbfounded just by opening the window.

It turned out that the house was built near the water, that is to say, for her who can't swim, there are only two roads left, either staying in this room waiting for something unknown to happen, or jumping into the pool and leaving.

What should I do? It's really difficult.

After looking at the distance between the two rooms, Zichu rolled up his skirt and tried to see if he could climb from the window to the window of another room. She thought that these people would never lock every room here, but as soon as her right foot stepped on the window lattice, she heard a crisp tear. Looking down, he suddenly looked depressed.

It turned out that the silk underwear was not able to withstand such a big stretch, and it had cracked at this time. In desperation, he had to fall to the ground first, tie the whole skirt to his waist, and then pull up his trousers. After the two bright and white calves were exposed, he was about to try again, and suddenly felt a gust of wind behind him. Then someone covered his mouth and pulled him into a dark compartment aside.

"You--!"

Zichu stared at the man with heavy makeup and a very enchanting appearance on his face. It took a few seconds to see from his eyebrows. Isn't this the senior duck man who slept with him that night?

He raised his fingers and made a silent gesture towards himself, and after being stunned for a while, he also nodded very cooperatively. Then he let go of the hand covering her mouth and whispered, "Why are you here?"

"I was just about to ask you this! Why did you become a playboy if you didn't stay in Qingyufang as your little maid?

"I... Shh! Don't talk, someone is coming!"

As he spoke, he heard a sound of footsteps outside the door. Hearing the sound, it seemed that several people came. A loud voice entered the door and said, "Master, this place is quiet. You have just drunk a lot of wine, and the slaves will serve you to rest here!"

After saying that, I heard something heavy falling on the bed, and the sound of taking off my shoes and clothes, followed by a small snoring sound.

Soon after the servant retreated, the door was pushed open again. This time, he looked at it and said, "Huh? What about people?"

The waiter guarding the door asked, "Two aunts, who are you looking for?" Only our grandfather is sleeping in it, and there is no one there.

Hearing this, the two maids said a few words perfunctorily. They only said that they had found the wrong place and left.

Zichu hid with him in this narrow dark compartment, and a layer of cold sweat appeared in his hand. At this point, no matter how ignorant she is, she has also figured out the conspiracy of these people.

The lotus wind in this courtyard is clearly used to rest for male guests. The maid and Yang Surong led her here together to see her reputation.