All the gentlemen who are attacked by the female queen are stunningly beautiful

When he arrived at the princess's mansion, one hundred soldiers were guarding inside and outside the mansion, making Song Xiang feel unprecedented solemnity and majesty.

Several men followed Song Xiang out of the car, but because they were all wearing veils, no one could see their faces.

Qingshan led Song Xiang into the mansion, through a long corridor, past a series of quiet gardens, and finally to the magnificently decorated main hall.

The servants outside the palace bowed to the eunuch Qingshan when they saw him.

Qingshan first gave a lecture, then said to the attendants: "The one next to me is Princess Dongtao, who was personally appointed by the emperor. She is the third princess of the emperor and empress, and the owner of this mansion. You must serve the princess wholeheartedly in the future. If I find that someone is pretending to obey me but actually disobeys me, don't blame me for punishing him mercilessly!"

"I dare not!"

"Okay, everyone come and meet Her Royal Highness the Princess!" Qingshan stepped aside and made a gesture of invitation to the princess.

All the servants knelt on the ground and shouted, "Your servants pay their respects to Her Royal Highness the Princess. May Her Royal Highness live a thousand years and a thousand thousand years!"

Song Xiang put his hands behind his back, took a step forward, and said indifferently: "General Qingshan's words are for me. If you dare to betray me, I will never let you off easily!"

All the servants obeyed in unison: "We dare not!"

Song Xiang nodded, his eyes sharp: "Let's all go down and work!"

"Yes!" A uniform voice echoed in front of the hall, and then the servants bent over and went to other courtyards to clean the bedroom.

"Princess, go in and rest!" Qingshan led Song Xiang into the main hall, wiping away tears and saying sadly, "After the empress gave birth to the princess, she built this mansion, just waiting for the princess to come back, and now she has finally come back!"

Song Xiang was filled with emotion and lamented, "How pitiful is my father's painstaking efforts!"

"It would be good if the princess could understand the emperor and empress!"

All the husbands took off their veils. Xu Jining walked up to Song Xiang with a smile on his face, and said with great joy, "Grandmother, if she knew that my cousin was a princess, she would be so happy that she would think that smoke was rising from our ancestral graves!"

Everyone laughed.

Qingshan looked at the handsome gentlemen and couldn't help but wonder in his heart: The third princess is so lucky. Her husband is even better than Mr. Shuyi's lover. Not only are they all very handsome, but they also look like the immortals in the paintings. I have to go back and report to the emperor and empress.

Song Xiang was in a good mood, and immediately told Xu Jining, "Send a letter to my hometown in Fengbian to explain this to my grandmother. Also, ask my father to bring my second brother Zhiyi to Beijing. I have other arrangements for his marriage!"

Xu Jining said happily: "Okay! I'll write a letter later!"

"It's a pity that grandma is too old to come with us!"

After hearing this, Qingshan was delighted. He didn't expect that the third princess not only had a good temper, but was also so filial. She was truly a rare good child.

"Third Prince, I wonder who is your doctor? Someone has to look after your backyard!"

Upon hearing this, the men looked at each other in confusion, and finally turned their eyes to Song Xiang.

Thinking of Jiang Qingyan, Song Xiang felt a lump in his throat. His happy expression suddenly faded, and he said coldly, "I don't have a doctor yet!"

Qingshan had been with the emperor and empress for many years, and was also an experienced person, so he immediately said comfortingly: "Your Highness is only fifteen years old, and he is still young. There is no rush for these things, and the emperor and empress will take care of them!"

"What? Am I not fourteen years old?" Song Xiang was surprised.

When Qingshan saw this, he knew that the slaves had tampered with the princess' age after she disappeared, so he patiently said, "Your Highness was born in November of the 23rd year of Jianye. It is clearly recorded on the Royal Jade Butterfly. I will not deceive Your Highness!"

"Perhaps your foster family deliberately concealed your age, making His Highness mistakenly believe that you were born in the 24th year of Jianye!"

Song Xiang heaved a sigh of relief when she heard her real age. No one knew how stressful it was for her to shoulder the responsibility of the family and marry a man at such a young age.

"Thank you, General Qingshan, for letting me know!"

Qingshan smiled gently, and a few slightly upward wrinkles appeared at the corners of his eyes: "Your Highness the Third Prince really embarrasses this old slave!"

After saying that, he waved to a maid behind him and said, "Yu Que, come over and meet the Third Prince!"

The female commander Yun Que, wearing a crimson velvet coat and a fish-scale black armor, walked out steadily from behind Qingshan. Her hair was tied up high, and the ends of her eyebrows were slightly raised, exuding a free and unrestrained heroic spirit.

Although he was respectful when saluting Song Xiang, his whole demeanor and the sharp and deep gaze when he raised his head gave people a sense of oppression and decisiveness!

Song Xiang looked at her, and his mind gradually became active: I wonder what Yun Que's personality is like? This appearance and temperament are really good! If...

Seeing that Song Xiang admired Yun Que, Qing Shan hurriedly introduced her, "Yu Que is the leader of all the maidservants. If you have any questions, just tell her. She will be yours from now on!"

Song Xiang said yes repeatedly: "I like Skylark very much!"

"I have to thank you for your concern for me!"

Qingshan observed how courteous Song Xiang was, and he became more concerned about Song Xiang's affairs. He said, "Your Highness must be very tired after the long journey. Why not let Doctor Luo come in and see the Third Prince?"

"After confirming that the Third Prince is fine, I can return to the palace and report back!"

Song Xiang nodded and cast a kind look at Qingshan: "Then let Doctor Luo come in!"

When Luo Shang heard the summons, he hurried in to take Song Xiang's pulse. After diagnosis, he prescribed a prescription for recuperation for Song Xiang. Without waiting for Song Xiang's instructions, a servant had already taken the prescription and went to get the medicine.

Song Xiang asked Doctor Luo to examine several husbands again. After confirming that the other husbands were fine, he prescribed a few medicines only for Wei Tingxun.

Afterwards, Chief Secretary Qingshan took Doctor Luo back to the palace to report.

...

In fact, the princess's mansion had always been cleaned, but the emperor and empress felt sorry for Song Xiang and ordered someone to clean it again.

The housekeeper in the mansion was named Lu Zhu. She came to meet Song Xiang only after everything in the mansion was cleaned up.

"Your Highness, all the courtyards in the mansion have been cleaned. If Your Highness has any other instructions, feel free to send me!"

Song Xiang was just about to say, "It's nothing, please go down!"

There was a young man outside the palace, asking to see the third princess!

Song Xiang couldn't help but frown. She had just arrived in Chaoxi City and didn't know any young masters from other families. Moreover, very few people knew her identity. Who would come to see her?

"Lüzhu, go to the door and see whose family this young man is from, find out his purpose, and then come back and report to me!"

Upon hearing this, Luzhu did not dare to delay. She nodded and left in a hurry.

Less than half a cup of tea later, Luzhu returned with a maid and reported carefully, "Your Highness, the person at the door is... the director of the Sitiantai!"

"The director of the Sitiantai?" Song Xiang was puzzled. "May I know your name?"

Lu Zhu replied calmly: "It's Master Qingyan from the Jiang family!"

"Why is it him?" Song Xiang said with a hint of annoyance in his heart, "No, let him go!"

Lu Zhu was a little embarrassed: "Third Prince, Master Jiang said that if you don't see him, he will kneel and not leave..."

"And... he said..."

"If he wants to kneel, let him kneel!" After that, he snorted coldly and said disdainfully, "What did he say? What else can he say?"

Lu Zhu repeated in a serious tone, "Young Master Jiang said he wanted to talk to the Third Prince about Young Master Nong Yue!"

"Jiang Qingyan!" Song Xiang suppressed his anger and pronounced the name. He felt as if he was in another world. "How dare he mention Nong Yue!"

"Forget it, Nong Yue's whereabouts are more important!" She sighed and ordered Lu Zhu, "Have someone bring him in!"

Lu Zhu nodded and just gave a look to the maid behind her, and the maid hurried away.

"Since my wife wants to see Master Jiang, we won't disturb her." Lu Zechuan's eyes were dark, and he walked out from one side, saying angrily, "Which bedroom is mine? I'm tired! I want to rest!"

Seeing Lu Zechuan like this, Song Xiang found it a little funny. She told Lu Zhu, "Take them to the bedroom in the back and let them choose for themselves!"

"Yes!" Lu Zhu bowed and said to the men, "Please follow me to the backyard!"

Song Xiang sat on the phoenix chair in the main hall, quietly watching the figures of several men drift away.

Soon, the maid brought Jiang Qingyan in.

When Jiang Qingyan saw Song Xiang, he took a few steps forward and then knelt directly in the hall.

When the other servants saw that the situation was not right, they fell to their knees.

Song Xiang said sternly: "Everyone, get out!"

Upon hearing this, the servants stood up and left the hall as if they had been pardoned, until only two servants were left. Without waiting for Song Xiang's orders, the two of them closed the hall door on the left and right.

Song Xiang snorted coldly and stood up, walking step by step to Jiang Qingyan, and clutched the clothes on Jiang Qingyan's chest with her not-so-white and tender hands.

Her voice was icy cold, and she gritted her teeth as she spoke: "Jiang Qingyan! How dare you!"

How dare you go back on your word! How dare you let Jiang Lan do whatever he wants? How dare you hide from me and go back to Chaoxi City!

Jiang Qingyan's eyes were red, his throat was slightly choked, and countless bitterness gathered in his chest. He couldn't say a word to refute.

"You said you would keep an eye on them for me! You promised me!" Her clenched hands suddenly loosened, as if she had lost her strength. She slowly turned around, her tone sad, "Why should I ask you again..."

"Song... Song Xiang..." Jiang Qingyan slowly opened his lips, "I am sorry for your trust. You can scold me or blame me, but..."

"Just please believe me, I have absolutely no intention of harming Nong Yue..."

Song Xiang said mockingly, "You don't have it! You don't have it! It doesn't matter whether you have it or not, right?"

"Hehe... Nong Yue's life or death is uncertain now, I don't feel like seeing guests..."

After saying this, she asked knowingly, "I wonder why Mr. Jiang came to my house?"

Jiang Qingyan's eyes flashed, and his heart ached: "I..."

I had clearly thought of what to say before I came here, but when I actually met her, I realized how difficult it was to say those words.

Song Xiang sneered: "Master Jiang, you came here to plead for your mother, right?"

"That's really funny..."

"Master Jiang, do you think that I, a poor and unknown princess, have the ability to influence His Majesty's decision?"

"You can do it! Song Xiang!" Jiang Qingyan interrupted her and pleaded in a low voice, "I know you hate my mother... and I don't expect you to forgive her. I just want to ask you to give her a chance to live... Song Xiang... can you let my mother go? Please..."

Song Xiang smiled coldly and asked, "What do you want to ask me for?"

"Qing Yan is willing to give all the love he had for His Highness in the past in exchange for my mother's safety!"

"Past feelings? That's really funny..." Song Xiang smacked the words and said in a neutral tone, "Master Jiang, do you think we still have past feelings?"

Jiang Qingyan's heart skipped a beat, his face turned pale, the heartless words seemed to have shattered his last hope, like a basin of cold water pouring through his body and mind, extinguishing the remaining courage in his heart...

He also never thought that Song Xiang would be so cold when they met again.

Just four words created a distance between the two of them, and he no longer had the courage to speak out and beg for mercy.

Song Xiangfu walked to Jiang Qingyan again, bent down slightly, raised his hand and pinched his chin, and said with emotionless words full of teasing: "I really want to see how far Mr. Jiang can go for your mother?"

"If they can even forge a marriage contract, what else can't the Jiang family do?"

"Master Jiang is used to pretending to be affectionate, right? Why don't you pretend now?"

Jiang Qingyan didn't say anything, but just looked at her steadily, allowing her to ridicule him.

Seeing that he was not resisting, Song Xiang suddenly let go of him, and suddenly felt that the person in front of him was boring.

"Why are you so boring?" She pursed her lips and said indifferently, "Tell me, what do you want me to do!"

"I..." Jiang Qingyan opened his mouth with difficulty, his voice low and hoarse, "If I ask my mother where Nong Yue is, can the Third Prince let my mother go..."

"As a son, if I see my mother imprisoned and do nothing, it would be unfilial and unfraternal. How can I face my clan members and my mother again..."

"Third Prince... I don't want to embarrass you..."

Song Xiang replied coldly: "Since you don't want to embarrass me, then Mr. Jiang, you should ask your mother where she hid my husband."

"If Nong Yue really fell victim to her murder, then let her pay with her own life!"

"Song Xiang...you..."

"What am I?"

Meeting Song Xiang's sharp eyes, Jiang Qingyan swallowed back his words of plea.

Song Xiang continued: "Go back! I don't want to see you again..."

Jiang Qingyan felt a dull pain in his heart. He had been kneeling for so long and he didn't expect his legs to be so weak. He almost couldn't stand up!

He stood up despite the humiliation and said, "Qing Yan bids farewell to the Third Prince!"

Then he staggered towards the entrance of the hall.

"Squeak..." The moment he pushed open the door, Jiang Qingyan felt his blood flowing back and his body suddenly relaxed.

He didn't dare to stay any longer, nor did he dare to look back. Instead, he straightened his back and hurried out of the mansion under the scorching gazes of the people behind him.

...

Song Xiang walked back to the phoenix chair with heavy steps and sat down on it.

You could hear a pin drop in the hall. She stared blankly at the beams, feeling extremely tired. As she stared, her eyelids could no longer bear the torment and slowly closed, and she fell asleep.

When I woke up again, it was already late at night.

She was seen lying on an exquisitely carved Qiangongbabu bed, covered with a red quilt embroidered with golden peacocks.