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Right now, I just hope Miss San doesn't notice what's wrong.

But after thinking about it, Sheng Xian felt that he was naive again, even he could feel it, how could Miss San not know that she is so smart?

Otherwise, why did she refuse the invitation with incense?

Chu Jinyan didn't know Shengxian's entanglement and want to cry behind him, all he could think about was how to comfort Lu Xiang when he was angry.

Not long after Meng Yixiang left, Lu Qiao's high-pitched voice sounded outside:
"Third sister, third sister..."

Lu Qiao, who was originally running in the direction of the Nuan Pavilion, saw Yun Zhe standing at the entrance of the flower hall, immediately turned around and ran towards this direction, and said in a hurry as soon as she entered the room: "Wu Ran invited me to her house Enjoy the flowers, Third Sister, let’s go play together.”

Wu Ran, the fifth young lady who was born in the residence of the commander of the Imperial Forest Army.

Wu Wei, who has been friends with Song Zhenzhen and Shen Pin, is her third sister, the legitimate daughter of the Wu family.

Lu Xiang looked at Lu Qiao, smiled and shook her head: "Today is not free, you have fun."

"Eh?" Lu Qiao listened, and looked at Lu Xiang suspiciously: "Sister, what are you up to, I'll help you."

With the principle of being a considerate and well-behaved good sister, how can she only care about her own pleasure and make the third sister tired?
"The Eighth Highness invites you, do you want to help me?" Lu Xiang blinked and said with a smile.

Lu Qiao choked suddenly, the corners of her mouth twitched a few times, she stomped her feet and said, "Third Sister will make fun of me, hum, then I'm leaving."

After all, he turned around and ran away in a hurry.

Yun Lu was stunned for a moment when she heard Lu Xiang's words, thinking that Meng Yixiang was really angry with His Highness the Eighth Highness when the third lady rejected it, but the young lady was going to an appointment, so why did she just sit still.

"Miss, the servants are waiting for you to dress up."

Lu Xiang turned her head to look at Yunlu, and touched her dress with a surprised expression: "Why do you need to dress up?"

Is it because the skirt she is wearing today is too shameful?
No, have you worn the newly made clothes twice?

Seeing Lu Xiang's dumbfounded appearance, Yun Lu couldn't help laughing: "My master, a woman is a woman who pleases herself."

Lu Xiang understood.

"Then change a set of jewelry? Don't change your clothes, please."

Yun Lu nodded with a smile, and dragged Lu Xiang back to the house.

Of the four court ladies who used to be beside Empress Song, although Yun Lu was not the most outstanding one, it goes without saying that the grand maid who served the empress was ingenious. He took her hair apart and combed it into a bun again. With flexible fingers, she twisted and twisted, and within a quarter of an hour, she combed her hair again.

The lacquer-like black hair was inserted with a silver peach hairpin inlaid with pearls, and fine tassels hung down. Lu Xiang's head tilted slightly, and the tassels swayed slightly, reflecting her delicate face with bright eyebrows like mountain flowers.

Yun Lu then picked among the pile of earrings, and finally chose a pair of pearl earrings for Lu Xiang to wear.

At this time, a maidservant reported at the door: "Miss San, the Eighth Prince is here."

"En." Lu Xiang responded, then got up and walked out.

In the flower hall, Yun Zhe retreated after serving tea to Chu Jin's banquet, and the new maids didn't dare to go up casually.

"Greet your highness."

Lu Xiang entered the flower hall and saluted Chu Jinyan Fushen.

Seeing this, Chu Jinyan couldn't help but twitched his brows, saluting so politely, he was so angry.

Dazed for a moment, he pulled Lu Xiang up, his slender fingers clasped tightly with hers, and a soft light shone from his cold eyes: "Did Yixiang make you angry?"

(End of this chapter)

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