The rumor that Chen Qinglian was a vicious stepmother spread in Kyoto for only one day, but Luoxiayuan could no longer sit still.
"Qing'er, the rumors about our Ding'an Marquis Mansion are getting more and more outrageous."
Chen Qinglian sighed, "If this continues, I'm afraid it won't be good for you or me."
Song Wanqing raised her eyebrows indifferently, "Rumors? What rumors? Why didn't I know?"
Chen Qinglian gritted her teeth with hatred, but she could only greet her with a smile, "Isn't it that we are not getting along as mother and daughter? We are fighting in the nest!"
"Is this a rumor?" Song Wanqing chuckled, "This is actually a fact."
Chen Qinglian's face changed when she was retorted, "Qing'er, I know you hate me, but to be honest, you are not young anymore. You may get married one day. Do we really need to make such a fuss?"
"Chen Qinglian, if I remember correctly, it was you who started the trouble first," Song Wanqing refused to give in, "Now you want to blame me for being ignorant?"
"That's not what I meant." The handkerchief in Chen Qinglian's hand was almost torn to pieces, "Let's make peace!"
Song Wanqing looked over calmly.
"Spring is here, the weather is getting better and better, and our house has not been lively for a long time." Chen Qinglian's face showed joy, "Let's take the opportunity to hold a spring banquet, invite ladies and ladies from all over Kyoto, and take the opportunity to let How about those rumors being disproven?"
She looked at Song Wanqing expectantly.
Song Wanqing frowned, "Actually, I don't care what others say. It costs a lot of money to hold a banquet, so why bother?"
"..." Chen Qinglian gritted her teeth, "Qing'er, don't worry, the Marquis will also support this banquet. You don't need to pay a tael of silver. Just for the sake of the Hou Mansion and the Marquis, you can act in a play with me, okay? ?”
Song Wanqing nodded slowly, "Okay, since you have asked me in person, I will reluctantly agree."
Chen Qinglian was so angry that she lost her temper again when she returned to Luoxia Garden.
"Madam, this Song Wanqing is getting more and more outrageous." The eldest girl Hongmei also became angry.
"She won't be proud for long." Chen Qinglian gritted her teeth, "How is the thing I asked you to do?"
"Madam, don't worry, it's been done." A fierce light flashed in Hongmei's eyes.
Chen Qinglian curled her lips and said, "Very good, this spring banquet is the day of Song Wanqing's death!"
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The spring banquet of Ding'an Marquis Mansion was held on March 16th, which was a good time when the spring breeze was warm and the grass was growing and the orioles were flying.
Early in the morning, the hall was full of guests inside and outside the Hou Mansion. Song Zhiqiu also came back early to help Chen Qinglian greet the guests.
When Song Wanqing arrived at Luoxia Garden, most of the guests were here.
"Eldest sister, you are finally here." Song Zhiqiu's face was still ferocious and scary. She wore a veil and greeted her enthusiastically, "Mother has been talking about you."
Song Wanqing twitched the corners of her lips and asked with a smile, "Really?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Chen Qinglian came out, "Qing'er, come in quickly, you are the protagonist of today's banquet, everyone is waiting for you."
The mother and daughter were more enthusiastic than the other. Chen Qinglian even held Song Wanqing's hand affectionately.
Song Wanqing avoided it unhappily.
Chen Qinglian's face felt awkward, but she didn't show any signs of anger, "Go in, since your face has healed, you haven't had a chance to meet everyone."
The guests attending the banquet had a clear view of the behavior of the three of them and exchanged glances with each other. Apparently they all felt that Song Wanqing was ignorant.
After entering the table, Chen Qinglian enthusiastically pulled Song Wanqing to talk to everyone.
"Qing'er's face has healed a long time ago. You see, our Qing'er is still one of the most beautiful beauties in the capital!"
Mrs. Boyuan Hou smiled, "Qing'er's appearance is really not picky, but her temper... I'm afraid most people really don't dare to let her in."
Several other ladies nodded in agreement.
"You guys, don't listen to those rumors," Chen Qinglian hugged Song Wanqing's shoulders affectionately, "our Qing'er has a good temper."
However, Song Wanqing did not cooperate and took a step to the side to distance herself from Chen Qinglian.
She then said coldly to Mrs. Boyuanhou, "Does your Boyuanhou Mansion like to be soft persimmons? Do you welcome new people into the house just to be bullied by you?"
"What are you talking about?" Mrs. Boyuan Hou's eyes immediately turned red, "How can you, a kid, talk to your elders?"
She muttered dissatisfiedly, "It's true that I have a mother but not a mother!"
"Say it again?" Song Wanqing immediately turned cold, "My biological mother passed away early. It was Chen Qinglian who raised me all these years. Are you cursing her?"
"I don't mean that..." Mrs. Boyuan Hou looked at Chen Qinglian helplessly, "Qinglian, you really need to discipline this Qing'er, she is so unruly!"
Chen Qinglian immediately stood up and acted as a good person, "Don't argue, there is no harm in it, I understand."
Song Wanqing snorted, "I know in my heart whether some people are malicious or not. If you talk nonsense next time, don't blame me for not taking the elders seriously."
She glanced at Mrs. Boyuan Hou coldly, turned around and went to the table, too lazy to deal with them.
"This..." Mrs. Boyuan Hou beat her chest in anger, "Qinglian, I didn't believe those rumors outside, but now..."
She looked helplessly at the other ladies, "This Song Wanqing is obviously worse than the rumors!"
Everyone nodded, but they did not dare to provoke Song Wanqing.
"Oh, no matter what, Sister Shen handed her over to me before she died," Chen Qinglian sadly wiped her tears, "It was my incompetence that failed to teach her well. Now I just hope she doesn't regard me as an enemy."
Everyone looked at Chen Qinglian sympathetically, comforting her with every word.
"Okay, let's not talk anymore. Today's spring banquet is also to ease the relationship between me and Qing'er." Chen Qinglian wiped her tears and tried to put on a smile, "I'll toast her with a glass of wine."
As soon as she turned around, the sadness on her face disappeared instantly, she lowered her head, and the corners of her lips curled up silently.
Very good, today she has given Song Wanqing enough pomp and arrogance, and the real show is about to begin.
Song Wanqing sat on the seat and did not touch the food on the table.
At this time, Chen Yu suddenly ran in and whispered in her ear, "Miss, I think I saw Luo Yan just now."
Falling wild goose?
Song Wanqing frowned, "Wasn't she killed by a stick long ago?"
"Logically speaking, it should be." Chen Yu scratched the back of his head in confusion, "Is this slave dazzled?"
Song Wanqing thought for a while and whispered, "Ask the people in Jingqing Pavilion to pay attention. If it is really Luo Yan, follow her and see where she has been and what she has done."
"My slave understands." Chen Yu turned around and left quickly.
Song Wanqing glanced at Chen Qinglian. She knew that today was the Hongmen Banquet, but what was Chen Qinglian's plan?
