After divorce, the princess was forced to raise the villain

The maids were trembling and told the recent news about Shen Ling and Jing Si.

Song Xinyu felt sad after hearing this. There were many rumors in the palace. She didn't believe that Jing Si really loved Shen Ling so much!

"Drag these talkative palace servants down and slap them fifty times each!"

Putting down this punishment indifferently, Song Xinyu immediately went back and sent people to prepare for the banquet. She sent out many posts and asked the Imperial Master's Office to send a copy.

"Princess's post." Shen Ling played with the invitation in her hand, with amusement in her expression. Song Xinyu must have heard the recent news and couldn't sit still. In this case, how could she not attend.

In the evening, bright palace lanterns were hung high on the lintel of the door, and the palace ladies stood on the left and right sides of the door to greet the guests who came to the banquet.

Shen Ling's hand was on Jing Si's arm, and the two of them walked slowly talking and laughing. As soon as they appeared, they attracted everyone's attention, and even the lights dimmed and became their foil.

A woman in pink clothes saw and greeted her. She was full of joy and said, "It's such a coincidence that I can see Sister Shen here."

"I didn't want to attend this banquet, but I came here after hearing that Sister Shen would attend." Another woman appeared next to Shen Ling.

"Sister Shen and the Imperial Master are really talented and beautiful, a match made in heaven, which makes people envious."

Shen Ling got to know a lot of people because she frequently attended banquets, and it didn't take long for these people to surround her.

Shen Ling was surrounded by everyone, and was led by the palace maid to sit down with Jing Si in their seats.

Not long after, Song Xinyu came and stopped in front of their table, casting a shadow in front of them.

A coldness flashed in Shen Ling's eyes. This princess really didn't let her calm down for a moment. She had only been sitting down for a long time before she wanted to cause trouble.

Putting away her emotions, Shen Ling waved to Song Xinyu, "Princess, please step aside and don't block me from watching the dancers dance."

Song Xin's eyes were red as she spoke, but it was difficult for her to have an attack due to Jing Si's presence.

Taking a deep breath, Song Xinyu calmed down, little bitch, wait until I call you away alone and see who else can protect you.

"Sister Shen, I recently got a new painting. It is said that it was written by everyone. Could you help me identify it?" As she said that, she raised a sweet smile, and her pure white and innocent expression was open to anyone. They couldn't bear to refuse.

But Jing Si did not ignore the vicious flash in Song Xinyu's eyes. He stretched out his long arm and applied more force, and Shen Ling changed positions.

Holding Shen Ling in his arms, Jing Si picked up a grape from the plate on the table, carefully peeled off the skin, and handed it to Shen Ling's mouth.

With a smile on his lips and a doting tone, he said, "Madam, didn't you say you wanted to eat grapes?"

"My husband is so kind." Shen Ling frowned and ate the grape from her mouth with Jing Si's hand.

The two of them acted as if there was no one around. Tears welled up in Song Xinyu's eyes. She couldn't bear it anymore and stomped away. The ladies who were friends with Song Xinyu came forward to comfort them, but they were also jealous of Jing Si's exclusive love for Shen Ling. .

"Princess, don't worry. Nowadays, any man doesn't have three wives and four concubines. The Imperial Master must be just for a fresh idea. After a long time, he will naturally not treat Shen Ling like this."

A woman in purple clothes stared at the table of Shen Ling and Jing Si with confusion in her eyes, "Sisters, this Shen Ling is just a princess from the previous dynasty. Even if she was made a princess by the Holy Emperor, she still has no real power. You guys Tell me what the Imperial Master likes about her."

A woman in green clothes didn't bother to say anything, "I have no talent and no virtue, I can only see her face."

The woman in purple suddenly realized, "Yes! Face! Shen Ling has always been good at pretending. She must have used her face to pretend to be pitiful and deceive the Imperial Master."

Everyone started talking and finally agreed that it was Shen Ling who pretended to be pitiful to please Jing Si.

Song Xinyu heard all these comments. In order to portray herself as weak and innocent, Song Xinyu wanted to gain a good reputation for herself.

The next day, on the streets of the poorest area of ​​Kyoto, a gorgeous carriage slowly drove up followed by a long team carrying food, and finally stopped in an open space.

Song Xinyu got off the carriage and directed her servants to set up a tent and move chairs. Soon they set up a temporary porridge tent and started cooking porridge.

The rice porridge in the pot was gurgling and fragrant. The beggars passing by could not help but swallow their saliva when they smelled it.

He walked over and the palace servant gave him a bowl of porridge. He asked gratefully: "Which family is this kind person serving porridge here?"

"It's Your Highness the Princess," the palace servant replied.

Hearing the name of the princess, the beggar suddenly changed his expression. The porridge bowl that he had already put to his mouth was placed directly on the table and left without looking back.

The palace people didn't understand the reason and began to spread the news that the princess came to give alms according to Song Xinyu's instructions. However, half a day passed and no one came to the porridge shed except the beggar at the beginning.

Staring at the thicker rice porridge in front of her, Song Xinyu lost her patience and threw away the porridge spoon.

She pointed to a palace official and said, "Go and find out why no one comes over to drink porridge."

It didn't take long for the palace attendant to return. When Song Xinyu saw this, she quickly asked, "What did you find out?"

Looking at the princess's face, the palace servant swallowed his saliva and said tremblingly: "I asked many people, and they said... Princess, they remembered clearly what happened before when you poisoned the princess, and they didn't dare to come over. If you drink porridge, you are afraid that you will be poisoned to death."

After hearing this, Song Xinyu kicked the palace attendant angrily, "It's really unreasonable. I, the majestic princess of this palace, want nothing. If you want to poison lowly pariahs like them, why do you need me to do it myself! Check it out for me! I Gong Ding must know who spread the rumor before!"

The people under his command were afraid of disaster and worked very efficiently. It only took half a day to find out that the previous incident was related to Qiao Ruan.

Looking at the evidence in her hand, Song Xin's tone became anxious and she led people directly into Cheng's house.

When Cheng Beinuo and Qiao Ruan arrived after being notified by their servants, they saw the princess sitting on a chair in the hall with a glass of wine on the table.

Seeing the two men approaching, Song Xinyu directly threw the evidence found by her men on the ground.

"have a look."

The two of them didn't know why and looked at each other. In the end, Qiao Ruan picked up the thing on the ground, but the more he looked at her, the paler her face became, and finally she knelt down on the ground.

"Please princess, please spare my life!"

"Oh, spare your life? Why didn't you think about this day when you did such a thing!" Song Xinyu sneered, then took out the powder from her arms and poured it into the wine glass in front of the two of them.

"Qiao Ru'an, I, the princess, will reward you with this glass of wine."

Qiao Ruan was so frightened that he kowtowed repeatedly, tears falling from his eyes, "Princess, please forgive me, I don't dare to do it anymore!"