only……

After Yang Ruoqing was shocked, she smiled bitterly.

Oh my God, are you kidding me?

Why does Princess Xuewu look like Zhou Xia?

Is it a coincidence?

Or did Zhou Xia not die after rolling off the cliff?

For a time, countless speculations flashed through Yang Ruoqing's mind.

"The old princess has already taken a seat. Miss Yang, Miss Xiao, please take a seat too!"

Qi Xingyun's greeting voice brought Yang Ruoqing back to her senses.

Yang Ruoqing nodded, and she and Xiao Yaxue came to the designated location and sat down.

In the pavilion, Princess Xuewu had also helped the old princess to sit down.

She stretched out her hands again and was busy pouring the fruit wine in front of the old princess.

That meek and courteous little look is really lovely!

He looked like he was not squinting.

Facing such a face that looked like a copy and paste of Zhou Xia's, Yang Ruoqing suddenly lost her appetite.

"Qing'er, why don't you eat? Look, everyone else around is using their chopsticks!"

Xiao Yaxue touched Yang Ruoqing's arm and whispered.

Yang Ruoqing came back to her senses, raised the chopsticks in front of her, and took a few symbolic bites.

As she ate, she felt a bunch of appraising eyes falling on her.

Quickly look where the gaze came from.

I saw Princess Xuewu just put a piece of diced chicken on the plate in front of the old princess of Prince Xiang's Mansion, smiling brightly.

He didn't look sideways and didn't even glance in his direction.

strangeness.

Yang Ruoqing looked away and continued eating.

After a while, the feeling of being looked at came again.

Yang Ruoqing grabbed the fierce man and looked at it again.

Princess Xuewu was peeling a fruit for the old princess, concentrating on it.

Yang Ruoqing was secretly surprised.

Damn it.

She believed her feeling that Princess Xuewu must be sizing her up.

But he hid so quickly.

Yang Ruoqing is even more certain that the princess of Xuewu Princess is very likely to be Zhou Xia.

Otherwise, why would she always look this way?

Damn green tea bitch, scheming bitch.

During the banquet, many people ate absentmindedly.

Why do you say that?

Princess Xuewu in the pavilion looked at Yang Ruoqing from time to time.

Yang Ruoqing is conducting counter-reconnaissance.

The other ladies nearby were making friends.

The ladies were busy chatting with Qi Xingyun.

Among the women in the garden, only Qi Xingyun is a man. He has more wolves and less meat.

What's more, this piece of meat is of high quality, and all the ladies want to take a bite.

In the end, Xiao Yaxue was the only one who was full.

As soon as the banquet ended, the old princess felt tired.

Princess Xuewu came to Qi Xingyun, "Grandma sent Xuewu to tell the emperor that she was tired after the luncheon and wanted to go back to take a nap, so she came here to say goodbye."

At this time, Qi Xingyun happened to come to Yang Ruoqing again.

He still wanted to send another invitation to Luo Fengtang through Yang Ruoqing.

But before he could open his mouth, he was interrupted by Princess Xuewu.

"Okay, then I'll see off the old princess." Qi Xingyun said, but out of sympathy, he had to change direction.

Xue Wu's eyes passed over Yang Ruoqing's body without any pause.

When he turned around to chase Qi Xingyun, the corners of his lips curled up with a hint of contempt.

…

Seizing the opportunity, Yang Ruoqing quickly said goodbye to Qi Xingyun and left Prince Yun's Mansion.

On the carriage going back, Luo Fengtang was driving the carriage in front, and Yang Ruoqing and Xiao Yaxue were sitting in the carriage.

Xiao Yaxue burped and kept telling Yang Ruoqing that the food in Prince Yun's Mansion was delicious and exquisite.

"You grew up in Daliao with fine clothes and good food. It's not like you have never participated in such banquets. How come you still talk about it after eating a few dishes?"

Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but complain.

Xiao Yaxue chuckled: "Have I not been in Changping Village for several months? I have been working as a guard to cook the food. I have long been tired of it."

"This time, I'm satisfied." She said, rubbing her belly.

Yang Ruoqing shook her head, hey, why are the women who are close to me all foodies?

Xiaoyu does it, Bamei does it, and Xiao Yaxue does it too!

"By the way, Qing'er, do you recognize Princess Xuewu?" Xiao Yaxue suddenly asked.

Yang Ruoqing shook her head.

"How did you ask her?" she asked.

Xiao Yaxue said: "Just asking casually, I see that there are so many noble ladies at the banquet today, and they are all vying for beauty, just like butterflies."

"She has the highest status, but she is even more low-key."

"But having said that, as a woman, Princess Xuewu is really good at dressing up."

"The one dressed in white looks like a pure white lotus."

Hearing Xiao Yaxue so much, Yang Ruoqing sneered.

"Do you think a woman of this status is really as pure as a white lotus?" she asked.

Xiao Yaxue said: "It's difficult, maybe she is a scheming bitch."

"Hey, it's hard to say. I think I used to be a good guy who didn't fight for anything. Those concubines in Risong all called me a scheming bitch!"

Xiao Yaxue said angrily.

Yang Ruoqing glanced at Xiao Yaxue's obviously rounded belly and smiled.

"If you keep eating like this, they won't call you a scheming bitch," she said.

"Oh? Then what did they call me?" Xiao Yaxue asked.

Yang Ruoqing: "Heart, machine, fat."

Xiao Yaxue: "..."

…

"What? You mean, my cousin Zhou Xia probably didn't die? Instead, she became the princess of Xuewu Princess?"

In the guest room, Luo Fengtang, who had never changed his expression even when Mount Tai collapsed in front of him, was shocked by the news that Yang Ruoqing brought back.

Yang Ruoqing sat on a stool, twirling clean strawberries with her fingers and stuffing them into her mouth.

Bian nodded in response to his surprise.

Luo Fengtang walked over and asked: "There are many people who look alike in the world, Qing'er, are you mistaken?"

Yang Ruoqing curled her lips and pointed at her eyes.

"My eyes never see anyone wrong," she said.

"For a person, even if her clothes change and her status changes, it is difficult to change the feeling that is inherent in her bones."

She continued.

"I believe my feeling, Princess Xuewu, there is a 90% chance that she is your cousin." She said.

Luo Fengtang frowned, stepped aside and sat down.

"Looking back now, it's been a year and a half since my cousin rolled down the cliff."

"If it's really her, why has she never contacted my aunt in the past year and a half?"

Luo Fengtang murmured.

"I feel guilty and dare not tell my aunt the cause of my cousin's death."

"Although she brought it upon herself, she wanted to murder Qing'er first, but she slipped and fell off the cliff."

"But if you tell me, my aunt and others won't understand. On the contrary, they will blame us."

"That's why I didn't say a word."

"In the past year and a half, I have heard my uncle talk about the situation at my aunt's side,"

"My aunt is crying all the time, and my uncle is often sick."

"Since my cousin is still alive, why don't she contact her parents? She is the princess..."
Chapter completed!