Chapter 303: The Mute Princess' Surprise (18)

All of this was too surprising. Xie Shizhu lowered her head, restraining the upward curve of her lips.
Song Wenyan hurriedly went over and supported her arm, helping her up from the ground.
With a cold and stern expression, he softened upon seeing Xie Shizhu and said, "You don't have to kneel when you see me in the future."
Xie Shizhu: "..." Big brother, please behave yourself.
Xie Shizhu forced a smile, pulled his arm away from Song Wenyi's grasp, and gestured with his free hand: "Crown Prince, isn't there a misunderstanding here? How could Lady Ji be a thief?"
刚停下动作，宋文彦脸上的笑容收敛住，冷哼一声道：“误会？本王从不做失误的事情。”
说完后，宋文彦瞬间又腾起笑脸，垂眸看向谢时竹说：“过几日是本王的生辰，父皇特意为我办了生辰宴，到时候，你与贤王一同进宫……”
Actually, Song Wenyi wants to say that you coming is enough, any wise king will do.
But as the queen, Xie Shizhu cannot enter without a wise king.
It can be considered a favor to the wise king.
Xie Shizhu nodded.
她想起宋文彦是二十岁生日，按照彦国的规定，二十岁很重要。
况且宋文彦还是太子，可见到时候得多隆重。
宋文彦传达了要事后，便从王府离开。
Just as he walked out of the palace, he bumped into Song Yan who was entering from outside.
Dressed in plain clothes, Song Yan didn't look like a prince, but rather like a servant in the mansion. However, there was something extraordinary about his face.
Song Wenyang glared at him and said, "Wise King, there are truly talented and capable individuals within your household. Last time, it was the daughter of the corrupt Minister of Revenue, and now it's the Thief God... "
Hearing this, Song Yan's handsome face showed a hint of strangeness, his gaze towards Song Wenyang changed slightly. Song Wenyang said, "Wise King, there are truly talented and capable individuals within your household. Last time, it was the daughter of the corrupt Minister of Revenue, and now it's the Thief God..." Song Yan's expression shifted slightly as he listened to these words from Song Wenyang.
And the poison needle hidden in his sleeve was already poised for action.
Fortunately, the next words spoken by the prince made him retract the poison needle.
"I never would have guessed, Princess, that you were the goddess of thieves. You conceal it well."
After speaking, Song Wenyao glanced at Song Yan and walked straight past him.
Song Yan stared at his back, feeling somewhat surprised.
He must be crazy to lay hands on the crown prince in broad daylight.
Song Yan feels that his emotions seem to be getting more and more out of control, and this strange feeling is always related to Xie Shizhu.
However, how could Song Wenyan think that the concubine is a thief god?
Without having time to think too much, a woman covered in dirt approached from the front, with a dirty face and hands clutching a pile of grass.
Song Yan stopped in his tracks, a wry smile forming at the corners of his lips as he gently said, "Isn't this the work of a servant?"
Xie Shizhu stopped and slowly gestured with one hand, saying, "They are all weeding, and I'm throwing these outside."
Song Yan received a large pile of weeds from her arms and his expression became more serious for the first time. Speaking calmly, he said, "Xie Shizhu, you are the queen."
As soon as the words fell, Xie Shizhu was a little puzzled, seemingly not understanding his meaning.
However, Song Yan quickly explained the meaning of his words to her.
After throwing away the grass, Song Yan walked to Xie Shizhu's side and quickly grabbed her wrist, pulling her behind a group of servants.
At this moment, these servants are squatting on the ground gossiping with the maidservants.
The grass in the courtyard is hardly moving, only one or two maidservants are working.
The sound of their conversation reaches the ears of the two people: "I can't believe that Concubine Shu is actually a thief. She actually stole the Prince's token. She really has some nerve."
"Now that the palace is missing another consort, it seems that the prince will soon marry a new consort."
Before they could finish their words, the prince, who they were referring to, spoke up from behind.
The tone is still gentle as always, but there is a hint of anger in the voice: "Why must the princess do such coarse work?"
Several maidservants and servants quickly stood up and turned to look at the two of them.
What comes into view is the countenance of Wangye, with a smiling but not smiling expression, handsome yet permeated with a hint of darkness, mingled with a little mysteriously intriguing aura.
For some unknown reason, the current Wangye appears to be the same as usual, yet it instills fear in people's hearts.
There was a woman named Chaolan who was the personal maid of Shuixi, and after Chaolan's death, she lost her mistress, but she still held the most authority among these servants.
Just now, she deliberately led a few maids to squat aside, idling away, while watching Xie Shizhu laboriously pulling out weeds with sweat pouring down his back.
I feel very comfortable in my heart.
They appreciate the back view of the princess doing the work, which is also a kind of enjoyment.
She lifted her chin and said arrogantly, "This is something the princess wants to do herself. I, as a servant, have no knowledge of it."
As soon as the voice fell, Song Yan did not hesitate and still smiled towards the new housekeeper and said, "Handle it according to the rules of the upper class bullying the lower class in the mansion."
However, this time he was hiding a knife behind his smile.
The new steward took charge and immediately ordered a few servants to escort Chao Lan's maidservants away without hesitation.
The maidservant looked astonished, seemingly unable to believe that the wise king would be angry.
Because she had been in the mansion for three years, even if something had touched the wise king's bottom line, he usually handled it calmly and resolved it as a minor issue.
Even when provoked by the crown prince and when his concubines played and frolicked indecently in the pond, he could still brush it off with a smile.
However, no matter how shocked she was, she was also dragged to serve as a warning to others and was given a severe beating of fifteen strikes.
Everyone in the yard heard the pitiful screams of the servant girl, their faces turned pale, and they dared not slack off anymore.
They quickly squatted on the ground, diligently pulling out weeds and cleaning the yard.
Turning his head, Song Yan looked at Xie Shizhu with a hint of amusement in his eyes and said, "You don't have to do these rough tasks anymore in the future."
Xie Shizhu stared back at him, and after a brief moment, nodded his head.
*
At night, Xie Shizhu tossed and turned on the bed, unable to fall asleep.
Suddenly, a slender arm draped over her waist, and immediately a deep male voice sounded by her ear: "What's wrong?"
Xie Shizhu shook her head, recalling that at this point in the plot, she had already passed away and become a pile of bones.
And now she was being held in the arms of the person who killed her, while they slept.
It was truly magical.
The system says: [Host, isn't this exciting?]
Xie Shizhu: "..."
After a while, Xie Shizhu tiredly closed her eyelids and fell asleep. Once she was asleep, Song Yan slowly got up and left her side.
Quickly changed into black clothes, disappeared in the mansion, buried in the dark night.
*
Waking up the next day, Xie Shizhu felt exhausted. Suddenly, she realized that it was definitely a trick played by Song Yan for her to fall asleep at night.
Originally, she planned to pretend to be asleep and leave after Song Yan left.
But now Song Yan has done something that made her completely unconscious.
As for why he did this, is it because he is afraid that after spending time together, she will realize that he is the legendary feared assassin?
Please, she already knew that Song Yan is not a good person.
*
Time flies by, Xie Shizhu and Song Yan have already entered the palace.
Today is the Crown Prince's 20th birthday. Song Wenyan is dressed in royal robes, surrounded by many officials, even the other princes flatter and flatter him. Translated:
The Crown Prince is the most favored son of the Emperor, even his twentieth birthday is celebrated more grandly than the other princes.
The whole country is congratulating the Crown Prince.
It is extremely lively.
Song Yan and Xie Shizhu sit in a corner of the banquet, neither of them being important figures.
Xie Shizhu is only concerned about what dishes to eat, after all, it is the crown prince's birthday, the food must be excellent.
She regrets not bringing a plastic bag with her, so that she can pack some leftovers in it.
System: [...]