Quick Wear: The host is really just a substitute!

Chapter 142 The Five Forces That Helped the Imperial Concubine to Become the Emperor (5)

At the beginning of You, the ancestor worship was over, and it was already three quarters of an hour after You when I returned to the palace.

"My queen, please tell me and Qiaoxin when you leave Jiangxue Palace. I thought you were captured by an assassin..."

Qiao Yue lit a small brazier and looked at Song Yuesheng worriedly.

"Okay, I'll leave a note for you two next time."

"next time?"

Qiao Xin, who was always calm, couldn't help but panic. She looked at Song Yuesheng seriously and said, "Your Majesty, this is a capital crime against the Emperor. Please don't offend His Majesty's majesty."

Today was New Year's Eve, and all palaces were basically on high alert. She didn't quite believe that the Queen had spent the whole day in the palace.

The queen is not telling the truth.

If someone finds out, how should she cover up the lie for the Empress?

Song Yuesheng patted the two on the shoulders one by one and said comfortingly, "Don't worry, we will stay up tonight. I'm not going anywhere. Let's go and help Aunt Ma make dumplings and prepare the New Year's Eve dinner, and then stay up together."

On the way back, she deliberately stopped by the dance hall.

As the plot unfolds, many dancers have fallen asleep due to stomach discomfort.

She kept making Xiao Guixi angry, and specifically instructed Yi Xu, and also made a promise with Ye Heyou in the past, all for tonight.

With her resemblance to Wen Man "offending" everywhere, if there was another similar substitute performing the songs and dances of the late Queen Huixian at such a grand occasion as the New Year's Eve dinner, the result can be imagined.

You know, these people's feelings for Wen Man are just beginning.

Extremely fragile.

Too bad I couldn't see it in person.

Qiao Xin looked at Song Yue Sheng who left without hesitation, and pulled Qiao Yue who was about to catch up with him, asking doubtfully: "Was the queen also this fearless person before entering the palace?"

"How is that possible! Your Majesty is also a person who is afraid." Qiao Yue refuted righteously, "Your Majesty will listen to whatever Madam says. She is so obedient."

Qiao Xin: ...

That's not what she meant.

Forget it.

Judging from Qiao Yue's appearance, it's probably impossible to get any information out of her.

She'll have to adapt slowly.

but……

I can't adapt to it!

Who can tell her why Young Marquis Ye would break into the Crimson Snow Palace at night?

Why did he go to the stove when the empress asked him to light the fire?

Not only could he not light it, but he was also punched by the Empress?

Why does the young marquis look at the queen with an expression as if he wants to say something but hesitates?

Madam, what secrets do you know about the young marquis? A promise is not enough, but you actually let him condescend to this extent! !

"Dumpling wrappers, Qiao Xin, the dumpling wrappers you rolled are too thin!"

Hearing Qiao Yue's accusation, she quickly threw the thin skin in her hand aside: "Sorry, sorry, I was just thinking about something."

While making dumplings, Qiao Yue curiously asked, "What is it that you think so seriously?"

Qiao Xin avoids talking about it.

"Monthly wages, marriage, and leaving the palace. For a girl of Qiaoxin's age, it's nothing more than one of these three things." Song Yuesheng put down the kitchen knife and analyzed thoughtfully, "I never treat you unfairly, so monthly wages can be ruled out. The age at which the palace maids leave the palace is also determined early, so that can also be ruled out. So the only thing left is..."

"Marriage!"

Qiao Yue replied with a smile.

Song Yuesheng snapped his fingers in agreement: "That's right."

"What are you talking about? Madam, why are you joining in the fun? Qiaoyue, you were the one who started it all."

Qiao Xin put her hands on it and smeared it all over her face while smiling.

Qiao Yue fought back without giving in.

The other maids split into two groups to cheer for the two.

Aunt Ma smiled and tried to stop the fight, but everyone had to ignore her as she smeared a ball of dough on both of their faces.

Beside the stove, Ye Heyou looked at Song Yuesheng who was staying out of the matter and curled his lips.

Pretend.

These people were all deceived by Song Yuesheng.

Song Yuesheng is the most shameless.

"Cough, cough, cough."

The people who were fighting suddenly realized that there was a stranger in the kitchen.

They instantly returned to their respective positions and made dumplings quietly.

Song Yuesheng handed the knife to Aunt Ma and asked her to continue processing the fish, then walked to the stove and knocked on it: “General Xiaoye, the dinner is about to start.”

Ye Heyou poked the ashes.

Doesn't he want to leave?

It was clearly her threat!

"that matter……"

"Oh, didn't I say this afternoon that everything would remain the same?" Song Yuesheng felt strange.

She had no intention of telling the storyteller, so when Ye Heyou caught up with her and mentioned his promise to continue, she nodded without thinking.

Ye Heyou was stunned.

...So, he went back home, changed his clothes, and rushed to the Jiangxue Palace without stopping. He did not fight back and worked hard to make fire, just for an established fact?

Song Yuesheng vaguely guessed something.

"I was not thoughtful enough about this matter. Well... to thank General Xiaoye for lighting the fire for a good cause..."

She felt in her sleeve, then pulled out an envelope and placed it on the stove.

"Although the banknote is small, it can ward off evil spirits. General Xiaoye, Happy New Year."

“I’m not happy!”

Ye Heyou slammed the fire stick down, snorted, and walked away.

The kitchen was eerily quiet.

Song Yuesheng glanced at the envelope on the stove.

Ok.

No need to prepare another one.

However, someone took it away faster than her.

"Things given away are like water poured out. How come you, a concubine, are still short of money?"

Song Yuesheng: "General Xiaoye, just accept it."

"Who said I took it? I'll leave this little bit of money for Da Huang to chew on for fun."

Rushing to explain, like a cat that stepped on its tail.

Song Yuesheng raised his eyebrows and looked thoughtfully at the person who jumped onto the roof and left.

At the same time, outside the kitchen, about a hundred meters away.

Little Fuzi, holding the lantern, almost wanted to poke out her own eyes.

Big drops of sweat kept falling.

The imperial concubine is a little too bold.

"Go and announce the decree."

"Yes... yes, your servant... your servant obeys your order."

Xiao Fuzi's legs went weak and he almost fell down.

Xiao Guixi looked towards the kitchen, took a deep breath, and turned away.

He has always had a clear distinction between grudges and grudges.

Song Yuesheng saved him once, and he let her participate in the New Year's Eve dinner.

As for Ye Heyou...

She was his concubine in name only and must not be involved with outsiders.

He will directly order the imperial guards to guard outside the Jiangxue Palace tomorrow.

If I can't get in, I'll be heartbroken.

Xiao Guixi covered his heart and said that a lonely life was a punishment for her imitating Wen Man.

Xiao Fuzi stumbled into the kitchen and scared everyone in the kitchen.

"My Lady, His Majesty has granted your permission to attend the banquet at Shaoyang Palace in two quarters of an hour. Please wash and dress as soon as possible."

"Eunuch Fu, what did you see?"

While asking, Song Yuesheng gestured to Qiao Yue to give him some change.

The handler has short hands.

Xiao Fuzi thought Xiao Guixi was still in the courtyard, so she said suggestively, "My queen, His Majesty is nostalgic. You are His Majesty's queen, so don't be foolish and do something that will disappoint His Majesty."

Song Yuesheng was sure that he saw Ye Heyou leaving.

She smiled and said, "Thank you, father-in-law."

What she was planning to do would make Xiao Guixi mad to death.

How can a heart that is burning with love be chilled?