After she returned to her yard, her sister Song Qingying happened to choose two pieces of cloth from Jinyi Pavilion.

When Song Qingrui took a look, Song Qingying actually chose purple!

One is lavender and the other is purple-blue.

Song Qingrui looked at her: "Sister, why did you choose this color?"

"The dress I chose at Miss Jing's place just now was a purple dress. Do you also know what color Brother Mingyang likes?"

Song Qingying's expression did not change and she smiled gently: "Sister, what are you talking about?"

"I'm not very familiar with Prince Mingyang, so how could I know what he likes? I left these two pieces of cloth for you."

Song Qingrui was stunned: "Give it to me?"

"Yes," Song Qingying held her hand: "That Miss Jing is a stranger to us. I don't think she is easy to get along with. I'm afraid she will embarrass you and not lend you clothes."

"I was afraid that your trip would be in vain, so I simply brought down two pieces of cloth, both of which were reserved for you."

When Bai Zhier heard this, his smile suddenly faded.

"So intense?"

The members of the Song family have never seen Guo Guo, so how can they say with certainty that he has come back?

Bai Zhier chuckled.

Guo Guo frowned and said, "When those tribesmen saw me, they asked me to kneel down and kowtow to my ancestors."

Doubts appeared in her watery black eyes.

"They said that after this was done, my mother's tablet could be brought into the ancestral hall. But when I was about to kowtow, they said that concubines were not allowed to enter the ancestral hall."

Feng Fuce just sat down and sipped some herbal tea.

She hurriedly asked Feng Fuce: "What's wrong?"

After drinking, he said calmly: "It's nothing. He was being held down while kneeling in the ancestral hall. He fell while struggling."

"Their methods of greeting are really beyond my comprehension."

The Sixth Prince Bai Xingye answered from the side: "Then I went to help stop it, but the Marquis followed and accidentally smashed the Song family's ancestral temple."

When Guoguo came back, she complained: "Next time Duke Huan asks where to go, I will definitely not agree. It's really troublesome."

Bai Zhier looked at the robe that he wore out in the morning and was still clean. But when he came back in the evening, there were some mud marks on it, as if he had fallen down.

"But I no longer need these two pieces of cloth. Miss Jing is a good person and gave me the clothes directly!"

"Or it could be that I have returned to my old home, but I have been in Dachu for so many years and have never come back."

At night.

Guoguo took a sip of tea and added: "That group of tribesmen are also strange. They have clearly never seen me, but they came up to greet me and said they saw me on a street a few days ago."

"Come on, sister, let's go into the house and let you see if what I'm wearing looks good."

Song Qingrui was deeply moved: "Sister has always been the best to me and will let me do anything."

"When I got angry, I wanted to stand up, but they actually came up and held me down, asking me to kowtow."

When they did this, Duke Huan must have looked very unhappy.

Bai Zhi'er covered her lips, smiling with her eyebrows arched.

"So I struggled and refused. The Crown Prince and the Marquis came up to help me and accidentally overturned the altar table."

The light rain fell, and Feng Fuce and the others returned with Guoguo.

She looked at Feng Fuce, who seemed to be aware of her thoughts.

He nodded lightly and reassured: "Don't worry, I don't think it's right either. When I came back, I sent Shura envoys out to conduct a thorough investigation secretly. I believe there will be results soon."

After a few people said this, they asked Bai Zhi'er again.

"How are you today? Has anyone come to trouble you?" Feng Fuce asked.
Chapter completed!