Song Qingyu came to an abrupt halt.
She didn't need to turn around to recognize the voice behind her.
Biting her lip, she quickened her pace.
Xie Jingchu immediately dashed forward and blocked Song Qingyu's way.
His deep-set eyes were filled with desolation.
He softly called out again, "Ajiu."
Song Qingyu tightened her clasped fingers, and her palms were already slightly sweaty.
She raised her head, gave Xie Jingchu a faint smile, and tried to maintain a calm demeanor.
She replied gently, "Young Lord Xie, I'm the second daughter in my family, and no one has ever called me Ajiu."
Hearing this, the desolate look in Xie Jingchu's eyes dimmed a bit more.
"Ajiu, why don't you recognize me?" Xie Jingchu's voice trembled slightly, and his eyes never left her for a moment.
Song Qingyu still spoke gently, "Young Lord Xie, are you drunk again? Have you mistaken me for an old acquaintance?"
A helpless smile played on Xie Jingchu's lips.
At the Crown Prince's birthday banquet that day, at first, he also thought he had misidentified the person.
But when he saw Song Qingyu leading Song Yanran into a trap step by step, her way of doing things was exactly the same as Ruan Jiu's!
Later, he saw someone trying to send the unconscious groom into Song Qingyu's room, so he took the opportunity to replace the groom.
It was not until he lay beside Song Qingyu that he realized that this person was not Song Qingyu at all. This was clearly his Ajiu!
A person's appearance might change, but that unique scent and familiar feeling would never change.
Although Ruan Jiu tried her best to conceal her every move, Ruan Jiu was raised by him.
Ten years of companionship, how could he misidentify her!
Just then, Xie Jingchu suddenly grabbed Song Qingyu's wrist.
"Then do you dare to roll up your sleeve and let me have a good look!"
Song Qingyu immediately exclaimed, "Young Lord Xie, how can you be so rude!"
Although the panic in her eyes flashed by, it was still caught by Xie Jingchu.
Xie Jingchu moved closer again, his eyes fixed on Song Qingyu, trying to see through her.
"Dare or not?"
Song Qingyu swallowed hard and concealed the nervousness in her eyes.
Then she broke free from Xie Jingchu's grasp.
Letting out a long sigh, she said helplessly, "Since Young Lord Xie wants to see, I'll let you see clearly."
After saying that, Song Qingyu immediately rolled up her sleeve.
She stretched out her fair arm and waved it in front of Xie Jingchu.
"Are you satisfied now, Young Lord Xie?"
Xie Jingchu looked at Song Qingyu in disbelief.
How could this be?
Why wasn't it there?
Where was the peach blossom birthmark!
"Young Lord Xie, I hope you won't misidentify me next time."
After saying that, Song Qingyu didn't dare to stay a moment longer and ran away in a flash.
Xie Jingchu stood there, watching Song Qingyu's retreating back.
A glint of light flashed in his gloomy eyes.
It was a mix of joy and sorrow.
He thought to himself, if you weren't Ajiu, how would you know I was referring to the right arm?
But why had his Ajiu not only changed her appearance but also become Song Qingyu, the childhood friend of Xiao Wang?
What kind of unspeakable hardships did she have?
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Before Song Qingyu even stepped into the main hall, she felt a gloomy atmosphere lingering inside.
After entering, she found that it was because Xiao Wang had come.
Xiao Wang was sitting on the main seat, his face full of gloom.
At this moment, the hall was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
Song Qingyu walked in unhurriedly and bowed to Xiao Wang.
"Greetings to the Crown Prince."
Xiao Wang said coldly, "Ayu, you're going to choose a husband?"
Song Qingyu's eyes drooped, and she said helplessly, "Sister said it's not good for me to live in the Eastern Palace all the time. I should settle my marriage as soon as possible."
Xiao Wang looked at Song Yanran and snorted, "When did it become your turn to decide things in my Eastern Palace?"
Frightened, Song Yanran immediately shook her head repeatedly, "Your Highness, I never said such a thing!"
Song Qingyu choked with sobs and said, "Sister also said..."
Biting her lip, she hesitated to speak.
Xiao Wang narrowed his eyes slightly, his voice deep, "What else did she say?"
Song Qingyu sniffed, "Sister also said that with my current reputation, it would be a great blessing for me to marry the son of the Minister of Rites."
Hearing this, Xiao Wang's gaze was like a sharp blade, piercing through Song Yanran's throat.
"I didn't..." Song Yanran's voice trembled.
"Didn't sister say that to father just now after Young Master Mo humiliated me?"
Song Qingyu's eyes were red and teary, looking extremely aggrieved.
Song Yanran was stunned. When Mo Shaoyu had mocked her just now, she hadn't looked like this!
How come she never knew before that she had two faces!
Lord Song, who was standing beside them, didn't dare to say a word at this moment.
If Song Yanran hadn't told him that the Crown Prince had lost interest in Song Qingyu, he wouldn't have been so eager to help Song Qingyu choose a husband.
"Humiliate?" Xiao Wang caught an ear-piercing word.
His eyes darkened suddenly, with a kind of gloom and oppression before the dark clouds overwhelmed the city.
His gaze swept across the people at the tables and finally landed on Mo Shaoyu.
Before Xiao Wang could say a word, Mo Shaoyu knelt down on the ground with a thud and kowtowed for mercy.
"Crown Prince, I didn't mean to embarrass Miss Song. It was the Crown Princess..."
"Good for you, Mo Shaoyu!" Song Yanran immediately spoke up and stopped Mo Shaoyu from continuing.
Then she scolded, "I tolerated you so much just now because of your father. Now, hurry up and apologize to Ayu. Do you want your father to lose his official position!"
Hearing this, how could Mo Shaoyu not understand what the Crown Princess meant.
He had to swallow the words that were stuck in his throat.
He shouted towards Song Qingyu, "Miss Song, I was out of line just now. Please forgive me!"
After saying that, he didn't forget to slap himself hard a few times.
Song Qingyu raised her eyes, "Young Master Mo, look at what you're saying. After all, your family has the highest status here. Maybe we'll get married in the future and be together for a lifetime."
Mo Shaoyu gasped. These words were like adding fuel to the fire.
He didn't even need to look up to feel a fierce gaze on him.
Before, he had come to Song Qingyu's husband - choosing banquet because he had believed the Crown Princess's words.
But now, even if he was given a hundred guts, he didn't dare to marry Song Qingyu!
Trembling all over, he gritted his teeth and shouted, "Crown Prince, it was the Crown Princess who told me to come. It was her who told me to embarrass Miss Song in public!"
Wasn't it just his father's official position? His own life was more important!
Song Yanran didn't expect Mo Shaoyu to turn against her in public. She was shocked.
Without thinking, she scolded Mo Shaoyu angrily, "How dare you slander me!"
Mo Shaoyu suddenly raised his head.
"Crown Prince, I'm not the only one who came to the banquet according to the Crown Princess's instructions today. If you don't believe me, you can ask the others.
If they try to hide the truth, a few blows from the board will make them tell the truth!" Mo Shaoyu pointed at the crowd and said.
He wasn't the only one invited to the banquet. Why should only he suffer?
Since that was the case, let's all have a hard time.