Chapter 304 - The Dumb Princess's Marriage Alliance (19)

However, there is still some time before the dishes are served, so Xie Shizhu gets up and takes a stroll near the palace.
She has been in this world for a long time and has not had a chance to take a close look at the palace in Yanguo.
Xie Shizhu compared gestures with Song Yan and then went to a quiet place.
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She walked to a position in the Imperial Garden and saw a profusion of gorgeous blooming flowers. As she bent down to take a sniff, she heard a woman's voice. Translation:
Startled!
Xie Shizhu quickly stood up and was met with the furious gaze of the crown princess.
Immediately, a maid hurriedly approached Xie Shizhu by the side of the crown princess and grabbed her arm.
The Crown Princess said, "This is the Imperial Garden, how can you enter?"
As soon as the words fell, Xie Shizhu wanted to explain, but her mouth opened wide, only to make a silent sob.
The Crown Princess looked her up and down and frowned slightly upon seeing her extremely beautiful appearance. Please note that the placement of the
I can't help but think, no wonder the Crown Prince is always longing for her, she is indeed beautiful.
Just thinking about how the Crown Prince always runs to the Marquis's residence, the Crown Princess gets annoyed and glares at Xie Shizhu, saying: "Take her to the Lord Left Censor, and tell him she violated the palace rules by trespassing into the Imperial Garden without permission."
After finishing speaking, the maid beside immediately replied, "Yes."
Just as the maid was about to take Xie Shizhu away, a figure ran over from not far away, his face full of sweat, and he anxiously said, "Princess Ben will see who dares to touch her."
As this figure approached, the faces of several maidservants changed, and even the Crown Princess was startled.
Isn't this the highly favored Princess Song Ye?
Song Ye rushed over, breathing heavily, and then said with a grim face: "Remove your dirty hands."
The maid quickly moved her hand away in fear.
The imperial concubine dared not provoke this princess and whispered, "Princess, this is an outsider. She entered the imperial garden casually, which violates the palace rules."
Just as she finished speaking, Song Ye raised her chin and stared at the Crown Princess: "You're also an outsider. You haven't even become the Empress yet, and you already treat the palace as your own home?"
The smile on the Crown Princess's face froze, and she was infuriated by Song Ye's words, shaking uncontrollably.
Shortly afterwards, she took a deep breath and dismissed her maidservant.
Song Ye raised an eyebrow as she watched the back of the Crown Princess.
Xie Shizhu couldn't understand why this Yan Kingdom's princess was helping her. After observing her for a few minutes, she suddenly realized that this princess looked somewhat familiar.
She suddenly remembered what had happened before. There was a woman wearing men's clothing, but her face was exceptionally beautiful, clearly a woman.
It just so happened to be the moment when she was tied up.
Xie Shizhu's face turned pale and he stood frozen in place.
The princess saw herself speaking.
Sure enough, the next moment, Song Ye approached her leisurely, raised an eyebrow and smiled, leaning close to Xie Shizhu's ear and said, "I know you are pretending to be mute, but I won't tell anyone."
Xie Shizhu's lips curled up, but she couldn't help but smile.
Seeing her silent, Song Ye continued, "You are completely different now from before, I almost couldn't recognize you."
Xie Shizhu: "..." Is it possible that you actually made a mistake?
Song Yewei narrowed her eyes and scrutinized her.
The last time I saw Xie Shizhu, she had a cold expression, holding a dagger mercilessly pressed against someone's neck. But now, she appears to be a proper young lady.
If it weren't for the same face, she would really think it's a different person.
Xie Shizhu remained silent for a long time, gesturing, "Princess, you've mistaken someone."
Just as Song Ye was about to speak, she saw Song Yan and immediately closed her mouth, greeting him instead.
Automatically pretend not to know Xie Shizhu.
Song Yan exchanged a few words with her and then grabbed Xie Shizhu's wrist, leading her back to the banquet.
As they walked, Song Yan gently said, "The palace is very vast, and I was afraid you would get lost, so I came out to find you."
Xie Shizhu nodded and turned to look at Song Ye, unsure of what tricks this princess was playing.
Song Ye remained standing in place, staring at her intently.
Xie Shizhu wiped the sweat off her forehead, fearing that one day this princess would casually expose her secret of pretending to be mute, and others would quickly figure out the reason behind it.
Either he is a spy or he has ulterior motives.
If that's the case, she's probably going to die on the land of Yanguo.
After they both sat down, Song Yan noticed sweat on her forehead and asked softly, "
Xie Shizhu lowered his head, picked up his chopsticks, stuffed a piece of meat into his mouth, took a bite, and then put down the chopsticks and quickly gestured, "It's a little bit."
At this time, the crown prince was accepting gifts from his ministers.
Everyone knows that the crown prince is about to ascend to the throne. The emperor has now allowed the crown prince to handle state affairs and begin preparations.
They have pulled out all the stops and presented the most precious treasures to the crown prince.
Song Wenyan looked at the flattery faces of these people, mocking them in his heart with a smile. On the surface, he had to pretend to be very pleased and graciously accept each treasure.
In his eyes, these treasures were like garbage, without any allure.
After receiving gifts from all the courtiers and princes, his gaze instinctively turned towards Xie Shizhu's position.
What Song Wenyan wanted was also something that Xie Shizhu had sent.
Previously, he had wanted to marry Xie Shizhu, but was rejected by the emperor, and added to that, with the background of being the crown prince's consort, it was impossible to let a woman from the Northern Desert enter the crown prince's residence.
His current status cannot determine these.
Xie Shizhu felt his gaze and slowly stood up, took the jewelry that Song Yan had prepared in advance, and walked in front of Song Wenyin.
After she finished the ceremony, she handed the jewelry to Song Wenyin.
Taking it, Song Wenyin didn't even look at it and excitedly said, "I really like it."
The love in his eyes was about to burst out.
Xie Shizhu's forehead broke out in sweat, and then in order to disassociate himself, he quickly gestured with both hands, saying, "It's good as long as the Crown Prince likes it. This is a gift prepared by the wise king for a long time."
The smile on Song Wenyan's face froze, and he lowered his head to look at the jewelry, suddenly showing a hint of disdain in his eyes.
After giving the present, Xie Shizhu returned to her original position and sat down slowly.
In no time, she took something out of her sleeve and handed it to Song Yan.
Song Yan was slightly surprised and lowered his gaze to the handkerchief that suddenly appeared in his hand.
A pair of mandarin ducks was embroidered with golden thread on top, although there are a few crooked lines, as a whole, it appears exquisite.
He lifted his gaze to the woman, and a hint of puzzlement flashed in his deep eyes.
Xie Shizhu's hand is slender and delicate. She slowly performed a sign language gesture and said, "My lord, the maiden knows that today is also your birthday. This is something I embroidered over three days. It may be a bit rough, but..."
Before the words were spoken, Song Yan's tone was urgent and fluctuating, speaking softly, "Not rough, very good."
Song Yan grabbed her wrist, his palm feeling hot.
Ever since he was born, no one paid attention to him, let alone his birthday.
Even if everyone knows that he and Song Wenyan share the same birthday, not a single person would remember it.
Even the Emperor deliberately ignores it.
Who made him a useless prince.
Song Yan tightened his grip on her wrist and as he looked at her, his gaze grew deeper with a hint of anticipation.
Xie Shizhu raised an eyebrow in her mind and returned the squeeze of his fingertips. Translation:
System: [Host, I can hear Song Yan's heartbeat, damn it's fast!]
Xie Shizhu pondered for a few seconds and said, "Could this be a myocardial infarction?"
The system, seeing that Xie Shizhu is not at all tactful, rolled its eyes and said, [Host, are you allergic to romance?]