This heroine is different

Chapter 84
"Mother, look at the arrogant look of that wild girl, you really think that if you climb up to King An, you can ignore us!"

After Liu Shi confirmed that there was no one around and closed the door, Song Zhimo could no longer bear the dissatisfaction in her heart.

"Mo'er, you forgot that mother taught you not to just look at the surface in everything?" Mrs. Liu walked to the round table and sat down, raised her eyes and looked at Song Zhimo disapprovingly.

Song Zhimo walked to Liu's side, and then sat down slowly.

Thinking of Song Song's innocent look on his face when he praised her in secret, Song Zhimo hated her: "Mother, in all these years, I have never been so aggrieved. I really can't swallow it! "

"You, you..." Liu shook her head helplessly, "If that girl sees you like this, she might be so happy."

Song Zhimo came to a sudden: "What does mother mean to say, that wild girl deliberately angered me?"

Mrs. Liu gently smoothed the folds on Song Zhimo's skirt, and casually said, "After all, you are still a little sensible. It is rumored that King An will not live until 22 years old, and that girl will not be able to be arrogant for long."

"If that wild girl is pregnant with King An's heir, then..." Song Zhimo was still worried.

Liu Shi heard the words, but sneered:
"That girl is still a virgin now, I'm afraid King An is unwilling. Perhaps, it is God's destiny that King An will have no children in this life."

Song Zhimo's eyes widened slightly in surprise: "How did mother know? Could it be that you were placed in Prince An's Mansion..."

"What are you thinking about!" Mrs. Liu poked Song Zhimo's head heavily.

"Otherwise, why do you think it is?" Song Zhimo rubbed her head and pouted dissatisfiedly.

"It's not just my mother, I'm afraid the ladies who are here today have also noticed it. After you get married and have children, you will naturally understand." Liu shook her head amusedly.

"I see, mother." After all, Song Zhimo was still a young lady who hadn't left the court, her face turned red when she heard this, and her voice was like a mosquito, but she didn't ask any more questions.

Mrs. Liu straightened her face and said: "From now on, you have to speak well of that girl in front of your father."

"Mom, I know. The more I speak for that wild girl, the more dad will hate that wild girl." Song Zhimo nodded with a smile.

Mrs. Liu looked at Song Zhimo intently, with pity in her eyes: "Mom, everything I have done for most of my life has been for you and Yang'er. Mo'er, please don't let me down."

Song Zhimo nodded solemnly: "Mother, I will let you, and the entire Prime Minister's Mansion, be proud of me!"

Although sometimes mother is a bit harsh to her, but she understands that mother is for her own good.

Mrs. Liu smiled gratifiedly: "Mother believes in you. Over the years, you have always done a good job and never let mother down."

……

After the flower-viewing banquet that day, invitations from various mansions floated into Prince An's Mansion like snowflakes and landed in front of Song Song...

Zhiluo held a pile of invitations in his hand and hurriedly walked until he placed all the invitations heavily on the stone table in front of Song Song, then he breathed a sigh of relief.

Then she flipped through the posts one by one, and introduced the reasons for the posts to Song Song one by one:
"Princess, the day after tomorrow will be the three banquets for the eldest son of Mr. Zhao, the servant of the Ministry of Rites. This is a post from Mrs. Zhao. Five days later, it will be the wedding ceremony for the third lady of Qin Taiwei's family. This is a post written by Mrs. Qin herself. Yes, this is..."

"Stop, stop, Zhiluo, I have pushed all these posts." Song Song, who was lying on the grand teacher's chair, opened his eyes and rubbed his head with quite a headache.

"Princess, I'm afraid this is inappropriate. You have to pick one or two. Otherwise, those people outside will say that because you have the support of the Holy One and King An, you will start to be defiant." Zhiluo's face was serious.

"I'm afraid of you, bring it to me to see." Song Song said, slowly sitting up.

"Yes, Concubine!" Zhi Luo then laughed, stacked the invitations neatly, and gently pushed them to a place where Song Song could get them with one hand.

"Poetry? This kind of prose and ink is not suitable for me."

Song Song picked up the top post, scanned it ten lines at a time, threw it directly into Zhiluo's arms, and then picked up another one.

"Going to the temple to pray? I'm afraid you'll have to eat a vegetarian feast for several days, right? Your mouth will be tasteless..."

Seeing that the invitations on the stone table were almost exhausted, Song Song hadn't picked out a satisfactory one, and Zhiluo, who had received a bunch of invitations, showed a hint of anxiety on his face.At the same time, she was also very skeptical: Did the princess do this on purpose?

"The [-]th birthday of Mr. Pan, the censor Zhongcheng? That's not bad. It's not like a bunch of women get together and you praise me, and I praise you for being so hypocritical.

There is no need to go to the temple to eat fast and chant the Buddha’s name. This is not allowed and that is not allowed.Not to mention the artistic conception of "seeing all the small mountains at a glance", you don't have to climb the mountain to exhaust yourself. "

Song Song gently closed the post with both hands, then handed it in the direction of Zhiluo, and made a quick decision:
"That's it. It's the [-]th birthday of Master Pan Renxing, Yushi Zhongcheng, in half a month." Then he didn't look through the remaining posts.

"Yes, Concubine!" Zhi Luo put the full post on the stone table, then took the post, and let out a sigh of relief.

Then she thought of something, she looked up at Song Song again: "Princess, then this congratulatory gift..."

Song Song, however, waved his hand slightly impatiently: "Just go and discuss this matter with Butler Li. He must have experience."

"The concubine's words are right, this servant is going!" Zhi Luo packed up the invitations on the stone table, just turned around and didn't take a few steps, but suddenly stopped.

I saw that she came to Song Song again holding the invitation card: "Princess, the clothes you will wear at that time..."

"It's all up to you, I believe in Zhiluo's vision!" Song Song interrupted directly, looking into Zhiluo's eyes with certainty.

At this moment, Zhiluo was deeply moved, and nodded heavily: "Well, I will definitely not let down the princess' trust in me!"

"Go." Song Song smiled at Zhiluo, then lay down again, and gently pulled up the blanket covering his body.

Although it is summer, it is still a little cool to take a nap under the shade of this tree...

In the middle of the walk, Zhiluo realized that he had been dismissed by Song Song in a few words, and immediately stomped angrily: "The princess is really..."

It must be because she lived too easily in Prince An's Mansion that she was fooled by the princess!

"Oh!" But she didn't want to, the posts in her hand fell to the ground because of her actions.

Sighing helplessly, Zhiluo knelt down resignedly, picking up one by one...

"Mother, I heard that that wild girl returned all other posts, and only accepted the post from Yushi Zhongcheng Pan. Tell me, what's the plan of that wild girl?"

In the room with the doors and windows closed, Song Zhimo was sitting in front of the dressing table, holding a mahogany comb, combing her black and smooth hair absently.

(End of this chapter)