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

Xinyi sat in the main seat and saw that Song Xiang, despite being a princess, had no airs at all. Instead, she was polite and courteous with all her manners, exuding a noble air. She couldn't help but look up to Song Xiang.

After she invited Song Xiang to sit down, she spoke calmly, "Since there is a misunderstanding, just clear it up. Su'er is not such a narrow-minded person!"

"Although the Empress has chosen Su'er as the Third Prince's concubine, the Third Prince has only been in the capital for a short time. I don't know much about his words and deeds, but I dare not rashly marry Su'er to him!"

"Besides, Su'er is simple and honest, and appears to be calm and quiet. He is not as wild and sophisticated as other young masters. I am afraid that he will anger Your Highness!"

Song Xiangping said calmly, "Your Excellency is worrying too much. Young Master Xin is as gentle as jade, and I admire him very much."

Hearing her son being praised, Xinyi was delighted and said with ease, "Su'er is not so worldly and not very good at talking. If Your Highness doesn't mind, you can get to know Su'er!"

"Thank you, Master Xin, for your help!"

Xinyi curled her lips and said meaningfully: "But I have a condition. If after getting to know each other, Su'er still has no interest in Your Highness, can Your Highness give up this marriage and choose someone else as your husband!"

Song Xiang thought about it seriously, and replied helplessly: "I agree to Lord Xin's conditions! But Lord Xin, please give me more time to let me get in touch with Master Xin!"

Xinyi replied without hesitation: "Of course!"

It was getting dark outside, and Song Xiang didn't want to stay any longer. He said some polite words to Lady Xinyi before saying goodbye.

Butler Xin followed Song Xiang all the way and sent him to the gate of the mansion.

Song Xiang was not in a hurry to leave, but asked Steward Xin, "Does Master Xin have anything on his mind?"

"Young Master has nothing else to worry about except attending banquets and buying books in bookstores." Butler Xin answered truthfully.

"So that's how it is. So Mr. Xin stays indoors and does some painting?" Song Xiang asked again.

Steward Xin said in a daze, "That's not the case. The young master is proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and is not limited to painting!"

"He was born like a banished immortal. Does that mean his hobbies are also like those of an immortal? How could he be so selfless?" Song Xiang asked doubtfully.

Steward Xin's face turned pale, and he was a little embarrassed to say, "That's not the case. My young master does have a hobby that is unknown to others, and I don't know whether I should say it or not!"

Hearing this, Song Xiang's eyes lit up: "Go ahead! I'm all ears!"

Steward Xin touched the back of his neck, wanting to say something but not saying it: "This... Young Master..."

Meeting Song Xiang's encouraging gaze, Steward Xin finally spoke out the whole story.

"My son likes to read the popular storybooks in the capital..."

"Storybook?" Song Xiang found a breakthrough and was very grateful to Butler Xin. "Thank you for telling me, butler. I wonder if you can do me another favor?"

"Your Highness, please speak!"

Song Xiang said in a gentle voice, "I would like to invite Master Xin to Xuanming Pavilion for a gathering tomorrow. Could Butler Xin tell him about this?"

Steward Xin nodded repeatedly and said, "Don't worry, Your Highness. I will definitely pass on your message!"

After getting a satisfactory answer, Song Xiang asked Yutou to give Steward Xin some silver, and then got on the carriage and left.

That night.

Song Xiang ate something casually, washed up, and rested in Xu Jining's room.

The next day, Lu Zechuan dragged Song Xiang to a pavilion in the backyard and asked with gritted teeth, "How long are you going to leave me hanging?"

Song Xiang sighed and said calmly: "Then let's talk!"

"Lu Zechuan, do you know why I'm avoiding you?"

"You admit that you're hiding from me?" Lu Zechuan was like an angry lion, holding back his dissatisfaction and squeezing out words from his teeth one by one: "Why! Are! You! Hiding! From! Me?"

Song Xiang was in a state of confusion, but he remained rational and replied, "Lu Zechuan, do you believe that there are gods and ghosts in this world?"

Without waiting for Lu Zechuan to answer, Song Xiang said to herself: "In fact, I am no longer the Song Xiang you like!"

"To be precise, she was hit by Feng Yunying with a club and thrown into the Cang River to drown!"

"How is that possible? I don't believe it!" Lu Zechuan's expression was out of control, and he asked fiercely, "You said Song Xiang is dead, then who are you? Tell me! Who are you?"

Song Xiang frowned and replied hesitantly: "When I woke up, I was already in Song Xiang's body. I don't know who I am...but..."

In order to conceal her identity, she used the name of a god or Buddha and said, "But when I entered Song Xiang's body, I heard something in the dark!"

"What did you say?" Lu Zechuan collapsed. He held his head with both hands, looking crazy. "What did you say? Tell me! Tell me!"

Song Xiang said in a deep voice: "The voice was very ethereal, as if it came from heaven, accompanied by the sound of immortals. He said that Song Xiang was originally the daughter of an emperor, and had dragon energy to protect her. She was not destined to die, but it was the karma that caused her to die accidentally. So in order to make up for Song Xiang, he let me enter her body and complete her unfinished business for her!"

"Song Xiang! Why did you lie to me!" Lu Zechuan said angrily, "You made up such a lie just to refuse to consummate our marriage!"

"Song Xiang! I hate you! I will never forgive you!"

After saying that, Lu Zechuan walked away with a gloomy face!

Song Xiang sat in the pavilion in silence for a long time before he hurried to the study.

Lu Zhu said that the housekeeper of the Xin Mansion came to deliver a message saying that Master Xin refused to meet Song Xiang!

When Song Xiang heard the news, he felt annoyed.

Not long after, Mo Bufan hurried over to report that his master was missing and even the clothes he usually wore were taken away!

Song Xiang hurried out of the house to look for him.

Unexpectedly, Lu Zechuan not only took away the money and belongings he used every day, but also led a fast horse from the stable, left through the back door of the princess's mansion, and walked towards the path leading to the city gate.

In the past, Lu Zechuan had never even left the outer city gate. At this moment, he was standing at the city gate, regretting his actions and hoping that Song Xiang could take him back as soon as possible.

Yun Que arrived ahead of Song Xiang with her guards and said to Lu Zechuan, "His Highness said that no matter where you run away in anger, as long as there is a marriage contract as proof, you are still her husband. His Highness also said that if you have anything to say, you can talk it out, there is no need to run away from home to avoid the problem!"

Lu Zechuan was stunned and asked paranoidly: "What else did she say?"

Yun Que's cold voice came, and her tone was light: "Her Highness also said that if you really want to leave, you can just take the divorce documents and she will send someone to escort you back home!"

"She's dreaming!" Lu Zechuan turned around and said hatefully, "If I divorce her, wouldn't that be letting her off easy? I will never divorce her! Tell her to give up on this idea!"

"No! It's better for me to talk to her in person!" After saying that, Lu Zechuan jumped on his horse and rode towards the princess's mansion.

Song Xiang searched for Lu Zechuan in the city but couldn't find him, so he returned to the study and waited quietly.

Seeing Lu Zechuan carrying a bag with fire in his eyes, Song Xiang gently turned his head to the side.