Song Zhiyu said nothing, but kept lowering her eyes.

Princess Loulan was always impatient. After waiting for a while, the other party never responded to her. She instantly felt that the other party did not take her seriously.

She gritted her teeth and was just about to continue doing something, when out of the corner of her eye she saw that dark-white figure standing up.

He walked in front of Song Zhiyu, turned his back to her, and saluted Princess Loulan, "Princess, I don't belong to anyone, and I don't want to be just an object for the two of you to compete for."

At this stop, everyone present could tell who Qingsu Zhizhou liked more. His position was as if Princess Loulan was standing next to her like a clown.

Obviously she recognized this herself, but she was helpless. Her sweetheart also protected him, and it was impossible for her to do anything in front of her sweetheart.

She gritted her teeth, feeling a growing hatred for Song Zhiyu in her heart.

The looks cast around her made her feel very shameless. Princess Loulan sniffed, held back her tears, and left angrily.

When Prince Loulan saw this, he quickly cleaned up the mess for his sister, but deep down he was also very dissatisfied with the emperor's arrangement.

By doing this, the emperor had no intention of treating the two siblings as fools.

"Thank you for what happened just now."

Su Zhizhou turned to look at her and saw that she was still sitting very calmly in front of the chopping board, sipping wine. He lowered his head and laughed. Now it seemed that it was unnecessary for him to worry about her so much.

She has the ability to solve this matter.

The imperial concubine had been quietly watching this wonderful show. When the banquet was over, she silently left the scene and went elsewhere.

"Princess, are you still angry?"

Princess Loulan put her hands on the railing and heard someone calling her name. At this moment, she couldn't help but feel a little irritable. She looked sideways and was stunned for a moment when she saw who was coming.

"Song Mingcai? Why are you here?"

The imperial concubine was stunned and slowly lowered her eyes. She adjusted her sleeves and retorted with a faint smile, "Princess, I don't call you by that name. In the past two days since I entered the palace, I have often been mistaken for Song Mingcai by others."

Even so, Princess Loulan still looked at the person in front of her with doubts. After all, there are very few people in the world who are very similar to each other. However, this is a pair from the Great Rong Dynasty, so it is inevitable to be a little suspicious.

However, she did hear that the young minister of Honglu Temple presented a beautiful woman to the emperor on the second day of her brother's wedding, but she did not know that this woman looked very similar to Song Mingcai.

She had met Song Mingcai before, and the look of the woman in front of her was indeed very different.

Since she was not Song Mingcai, Princess Loulan was not very interested in her. She turned her head and looked away, her fingers unable to help but clasping the railing: "Then why does the noble concubine want to see me?"

The imperial concubine walked lightly to Princess Loulan and looked at the vast scenery with her. With a smile on her lips, the imperial concubine described what she just said in an understatement, "I think the princess must hate Emperor Maode very much."

"I heard that there are two men in her house, one of whom is the principal wife, and the second man was Song Zhiyu who was forced to take her into the house, but the second one had already separated from her before."

When this matter was brought up, Princess Loulan had just calmed down a little bit of her anger, but she was completely aroused by the imperial concubine. She clenched her fist and slammed it on the railing, and said angrily: "How can it be unreasonable, how can Master Su take such a fancy!"

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