Chapter 580 Untitled Chapter

The purse is the most intimate token of a woman, especially in the matter of choosing a relative at present, it is fine to lose the purse, if it is taken by someone who is interested in it and used maliciously to cause trouble, it is really hard to tell with a hundred mouths.

The stakes in it made the old lady Song look gloomy, and she couldn't help scolding Yun, "Why did you lose your good purse? How did you keep it?"

Yun blamed herself and was annoyed, and searched all over her body, "It was still there just now, it was tied to my daughter-in-law's pocket, shouldn't it fall off?"

Song Ting reassured his wife, "Think about it carefully, come in through the gate of the mansion, where have you been, I remember that you seem to have gone to the clean room."

Yun frowned and thought about it, and patted the table, "On the way to the clean room, I was bumped by a sweeper. Could it be that time?"

Suddenly, the eunuch's singing came,

"Empress Empress—His Royal Highness—come here!"

Song Zhao's eyes moved.

Yun frowned, "Why are these two here?"

Just lost the purse inexplicably, Queen Gu and the crown prince came, no matter how I thought about it, I felt something was wrong.

"Stop talking nonsense, we can't say anything about this matter, we have to find it quickly, don't be caught by others and slander Zhao Zhao'er's reputation."

Mrs. Song glared at Yun Shi, and then signaled Song Zhao to go out to deal with one or two, while they went to the backyard to look for purses.

Song Zhao stepped out of the threshold calmly.

A garden full of talents was saluting Queen Gu and the prince.

Song Zhao stepped forward neither humble nor overbearing, and greeted him with greetings.

Queen Gu looked at Song Zhao.

Originally thought that after being abandoned and neglected by Si Yu, Song Zhao would be as lonely and sad as she was back then.

But Song Zhao was like a flower blooming in winter, facing the blows of wind, frost, snow and rain, becoming more and more bright and moving.

She is only fourteen years old, and she has already seen the beauty of the city for the first time. No wonder this talented man of the capital, even if he knows about her old relationship with Si Yu, he doesn't mind marrying her.

The prince only looked at it, and then looked away as if nothing had happened.

Empress Gu lowered her dark eyes, and politely said a few words of congratulations.

Song Zhao also pretended to reply a few words on the occasion.

At this moment, Gu Xinlian, who had finished his sentence, had disheveled hair, rushed over with tears running down his cheeks, and threw himself into Queen Gu's arms to complain.

When Queen Gu heard this, her expression was uneasy, but she had no room for anger, so she could only reprimand, "Stand up, don't cry, Princess Zhaoyang's education is right, I can only blame Lord Hou for moving slowly, and not following up sooner." You propose marriage.

Before I came, I informed Lord Hou. After a while, when someone came, I asked him to propose marriage to you, so as not to make a living. "

After hearing this, Gu Xinlian understood.

After Queen Gu let her get the official title, she filed a complaint with Lord Hou and asked Lord Hou to seek justice for her.

Gu Xinlian didn't feel aggrieved when he thought that Lord Hou would come to propose marriage to her in a while, and teach Song Zhao a lesson for her. It happened to be a good time to sell miserably and win love.

After listening to Queen Gu's words, the expressions of the people around were a little subtle.

This is the Zhaoyang princess's marriage invitation meeting. Empress Gu asked Hou Ye to propose marriage to Gu Xinlian. Isn't this deliberately throwing things up?

Empress Gu didn't feel the shame of her actions at all, and pointed to a stone bench confidently for Gu Xinlian to sit down.

Immediately, she cared in an elder-like manner, "Today there are quite a lot of talents, each with their own merits, and they are all fascinated by Princess Zhaoyang's beauty and beauty. I don't know who is so lucky to have the purse of Princess Zhaoyang?"

Song Zhao lowered his eyes.

The wallet is missing, and this kind of digging question cannot be answered easily.

Fortunately, Mrs. Song came in time and said for Song Zhao, "Thank you, Empress, for your concern. It's just that there are so many talents today, and I may not be able to choose them in just one day. We plan to wait two more days before we can make—"

At this time.