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

"Our marriage was fake. Even if Nong Yue is fine, Master Jiang and I are already a thing of the past. Master Jiang, please put away those inappropriate thoughts!"

"I'm afraid of polluting my eyes!" Song Xiang felt a dull pain in his heart and ordered at the door, "Lüzhu, show the guest away!"

Jiang Qingyan anxiously defended himself: "I have no private relationship with the princess, Song Xiang, you must know that, why do you have to speak disparagingly to me..."

"My feelings for you are clear to all..."

He stared at Song Xiang without blinking, hoping that Song Xiang would look at him.

All he saw was Song Xiang looking away. His heart sank, and his feet felt heavy as if they had weighed a thousand pounds...

Song Xiang...actually hated him so much...

He didn't know how he walked out of the princess's mansion. After returning to Jiang's mansion, he locked himself in the room, not eating or drinking, and just sat there in a daze.

After receiving the news about Nong Yue, Song Xiang immediately found Rong Qiuli and asked him, "Qiuli, how is your Danqing?"

Rong Qiuli thought for a moment and replied, "It's not too good, but it's acceptable!"

Song Xiang's face lit up with joy, and he said excitedly, "Great, Qiuli, you have seen Nong Yue on Mount Taihua, can you help me draw a portrait of Nong Yue?"

To be honest, when Qiu Li heard that it was to be a portrait of Nong Yue, he was actually reluctant, but for Song Xiang, he suppressed the discomfort in his heart and agreed.

Then he spread the drawing paper on the table and prepared to draw the portrait.

Song Xiang personally ground the ink for Rong Qiuli. Watching Rong Qiuli sketch out Nong Yue's appearance stroke by stroke, he almost burst into tears.

I haven't seen her for a long time. When I suddenly saw the person in the painting, I could no longer suppress the longing in my heart.

Half an hour later.

Song Xiang took the portrait painted by Rong Qiuli, blew the ink dry, and found Yunque.

He ordered straightforwardly: "Skylark, I need your help to find someone!"

"Do you know who he is?" Yunque asked curiously.

Song Xiang handed the painting to Yun Que, carefully removed it, and replied: "This is my husband Shi Nong Yue. He believed the slander of the villain and is now missing. The last place he was seen was Xuanyang. You should have someone start looking for him in Xuanyang. You must find him and bring him to me safely!"

"I obey your command!" Yunque bowed and went downstairs to find someone to arrange the matter.

At the same time, she also sent a message to the emperor and empress in the palace, explaining the situation.

At this time, the emperor and empress did not know that Nong Yue was born into a courtesan family. They just thought he was the son of an ordinary family.

In the evening, Song Xiang practiced martial arts with Yun Que. After dinner, he rested in Xu Jining's bedroom.

In just a few days, Xu Jining and Feng Mian had already opened Huanyanfang.

Song Xiang was worried about Xu Jining, so he assigned Jiang Ling, the martial artist brought by Xuan Yang, to the two of them to protect their safety.

Two days later, the lotus viewing banquet hosted by the Jing'an Marquis's Mansion arrived.

The emperor and empress had given orders early in the morning, asking Song Xiang to put the hairpin in Murong Bai's crown.

However, due to his status as the Imperial Master, Murong Bai did not accept the invitation to the banquet at the Earl's Mansion.

The emperor and empress sent someone to find Song Xiang and made new arrangements. They asked Song Xiang to insert the hairpin into Mr. Xin's crown, and told Yunque to keep an eye on Song Xiang and not let him do anything inappropriate.

And he repeatedly stated that Mr. Xin was an excellent candidate for a concubine.

Originally, Song Xiang had not thought about preparing hairpins and colored satin, but now he had no choice but to prepare them.

Song Xiang had no choice but to agree to the Emperor and Empress' orders. He had not even met Master Xin in person, but he had heard of his name for a long time.

On the day of the lotus viewing banquet, Song Xiang dressed up and put on new clothes.

It was a purple and red silk tight-fitting gown with gold embroidery given to Song Xiang personally by the Emperor and Empress. When Song Xiang wore it, he looked extremely luxurious, elegant, stunning and charming.

The second princess Yuanyi and Princess Changping Chen Shuyi found Song Xiang and wanted to go to the Earl's Mansion for a banquet together, but because Song Xiang had to send his two husbands to the shop, he asked them to leave first.

After seeing off the two husbands, Song Xiang met Chen Jinzhi on the road again, and followed Chen Jinzhi to the Jing'an Marquis' Mansion.

The lotus viewing banquet at the Jing'an Marquis's Mansion attracted more people than the banquet at the Mingguo Duke's Mansion. Noble ladies from all over the country gathered together in order to find their ideal husband during the hairpin-insertion ceremony.

As soon as I arrived at the gate of the Jing'an Marquis's Mansion, I saw the housekeeper of the Jing'an Marquis's Mansion receiving the young ladies and gentlemen from various mansions with a happy face.

Song Xiang handed his invitation to the butler, who immediately became respectful after reading it: "Your Highness, please come in, please come in!"

Fortunately, there were not many guests coming to the door at the moment, so no one heard the butler's call.

Chen Jinzhi acted like a fox taking advantage of the power of another. She threw the invitation into the housekeeper's hands and followed Song Xiang into the mansion.

The garden of the Jing'an Marquis's Mansion was passed down from ancestors and was built to be comparable to modern landscape gardens. The lotus pond is surrounded by pavilions and corridors, and in the center is a three-story attic with upturned corners and flying eaves and a glazed roof, which is magnificent.

As soon as Song Xiang entered, he attracted the attention of the young masters of noble families.

A man wearing a blue embroidered robe and a silver crown with an exquisite vine pattern stretched his neck, leaned on the railing and said, "Whose lady is this? I have never seen her before..."

The other young masters echoed: "We have never seen her before, so she shouldn't be a girl from the capital. Maybe she is a young lady from a relative's family!"

Another frail man wearing an agate hair crown was amazed when he saw Song Xiang: "If I can be favored by this lady and have her put on a hairpin for me, I will be satisfied in my life!"

"I want to throw the purse to this lady!"

Upon hearing this, the other young masters were eager to try.

In the Deer Horn Pavilion, a tall man wearing a double crane hair crown and a red cross-collared robe with a gold-woven crane and cloud pattern was sitting on a wooden chair holding a folding fan, staring at the lotus leaves in the pond in a daze.

He seemed not to hear the gentlemen's loud exclamations until someone called him, then he raised his charming eyes.

"Fusu, did you see it just now?"

Xin Fusu raised his eyebrows slightly, his narrow eyes filled with confusion like a frightened deer.

"Qinglian, what did you see?"

Tang Qinglian suddenly realized, "You didn't see the girl just now? You didn't even see such a stunning girl, could it be that you have someone you like?"

Xin Fusu shook his head, raised his eyes slightly, and raised the corners of his lips. He inspected the bluestone-paved courtyard, and his eyes, as clear as a mountain stream, showed a charming look.

"Qinglian, is it possible that you have a girl you like?"

Tang Qinglian's mouth corners slightly curved, lips as soft as cherries, raised a faint smile, trying to hide it, "I didn't, don't try to trick me..."

Xin Fusu touched his nose with his folding fan. The sun shone on the fan, casting a shadow on Xin Fusu's face, which was as white as porcelain.

He could captivate people with just a slight movement of his breathtakingly beautiful eyes, causing the ladies to stop and call him.