I've been reborn, who would still raise a son from another family? Go away

Liu Yueru clenched her hands, and then continued: "I want to see them."

Liu Zimo's face was dark. He didn't expect Liu Yunni and Zhao Wanyan to be so vicious and do such a thing: "I will go with you."

Xie Jingrui thought for a moment, then said in a low voice: "I'll take you to the dungeon after the palace banquet."

The two of them nodded gently without asking.

After Liu Zimo left Yue Xin Ju, he thought of a way to give Song Nanzhi an invitation to the palace banquet. Song Nanzhi thought that it was prepared for him by Princess An Lan.

The next day, after carefully packing up, he went to Zui Xiang Lou to keep his appointment. When Yang Yuning learned that Song Nanzhi was going to meet Princess An Lan, his expression became strange, and then he arranged a good private room for the two of them.

Song Nanzhi had been waiting in the private room early, walking back and forth, tidying up his clothes from time to time, bending down to smell whether there was any strange smell on his body, and tidying up his hair in front of the reflection in the teacup.

After doing all this, Song Nanzhi stood up and walked to the window, quietly looking at the place where it fell.

Not long after.

A luxurious carriage appeared in front of Zui Xiang Lou, and a young woman with a hat on her head got out of the carriage. She was carefully helped out by a maid.

Perhaps Song Nanzhi's gaze was too scorching. The woman looked up, and when she looked at Song Nanzhi through her gauze hat, her cheeks blushed.

Guided by the servant, the graceful figure of the woman came to the private room where Song Nanzhi was. Xie Anlan did not bring Ah Xiu with her on this trip. She left her personal maid at the door and walked in wearing a hat.

dark place.

When Princess Anlan stepped over the threshold, someone quietly flicked a small ice cube onto her leg.

Princess Anlan staggered and rushed forward.

Song Nanzhi, who was waiting at the door, heard the noise and immediately stepped forward and held Princess Anlan in his arms.

Princess An Lan screamed and fell firmly into Song Nanzhi's arms. Her originally shy little face turned even redder in an instant.

She actually stayed in Song Nanzhi's arms a little greedily for a while longer.

"Princess, are you okay?" Song Nanzhi asked worriedly.

Princess An Lan finally came to her senses and came out of Song Nanzhi's arms reluctantly.

She said in a gentle voice: "No problem, let's go in and talk."

After saying that, Xie Anlan walked into the private room on his own and sat down in an elegant and dignified manner.

Seeing this, Song Nanzhi hurriedly closed the door, sat down in a seat not far from Princess Anlan, poured tea and water, and occasionally picked up some food for Xie Anlan.

Princess Anlan waited until the blush on her face faded before taking off her hood and looking at the food in the bowl that was all her favorite.

With an indescribable joy on her face, she said, "How did you know that I like to eat these, my lord?"

"Your humble servant does not know. I just prepared it according to my memory of the princess's favorite food. The princess's taste has not changed over the years." Song Nanzhi replied in a gentle voice.

This reply made Xie Anlan feel more favorable towards Song Nanzhi. He didn't do it deliberately, but he brought up the old days at the right time.

Princess Anlan took a bite of the food from the bowl, then gently wiped the corners of her lips with a handkerchief.

She cast her eyes on Song Nanzhi's increasingly thin face, and said with some heartache: "You should eat more too, you've lost weight."

The words fell.

Xie Anlan then realized that what he said was a bit out of line, and he lowered his eyes and remained silent.

After a long while, Song Nanzhi finally asked, "I wonder why Princess Anlan asked me to come here?"

Xie Anlan hesitated for a moment before taking out the thing in his hand, pushed it in front of Song Nanzhi and said, "This is the invitation to tomorrow's palace banquet. There will be many nobles attending tomorrow. I hope that the prince can meet some officials who appreciate you at this palace banquet, and your future will be easier."

Song Nanzhi was a little dazed as he looked at the invitation that Xie Anlan handed over.

Princess An Lan felt a little embarrassed when Song Nanzhi looked at her and quickly withdrew her hand.

Song Nanzhi then realized that he had been staring at Princess Anlan's hand in a daze. He was worried that Xie Anlan would misunderstand him, so he knelt down in front of Xie Anlan and explained, "I didn't mean to blaspheme the princess."

Xie Anlan had no intention of blaming him, so he raised his hand to let him stand up and speak.

Song Nanzhi took out the invitation card he had received earlier from his arms and placed it on the table.

Xie Anlan looked at the two identical invitations and frowned slightly: "Where did this come from?"

Song Nanzhi shook his head. "Someone left it at the door of the mansion when I left. I thought it was sent by the princess."

Seeing this, Xie Anlan smiled a little more and said, "Since someone secretly sent this invitation to you at the Marquis' Mansion, there must be someone who appreciates the prince. You should prepare well for the banquet tomorrow."

Song Nanzhi is very clear about his own network of contacts. Now that he has become so destitute, no one would sincerely want to help him.

His expression suddenly changed, Liu Yueru's face appeared in his mind, and his eyes moved slightly.

Xie Anlan naturally took Song Nanzhi's expression into her eyes. She pretended to smile and said, "Why not let Madam Song go together tomorrow? It will also be good for others to see your love for each other at the palace banquet. This way, many rumors will be dispelled, and the prince can continue to live a loving life with Madam Song in the future."

Song Nanzhi could sense sourness in Xie Anlan's tone, so he stood up and bowed deliberately, saying, "Thank you, Princess, for your advice. I will go and ask Madam to go with me tomorrow."

After saying that, he put away the invitation on the table, and carefully took out from his arms a silver hairpin that was exquisitely crafted but not expensive.

Song Nanzhi handed the hairpin over carefully with a bitter tone: "This is the hairpin that I carefully selected for the princess. I used all my belongings to buy it. It's a token of my heart. I hope the princess likes it."

Xie Anlan was stunned, her eyes fixed on the hairpin in his hand. She had everything she wanted in the palace.

But this was the only one Song Nanzhi gave her personally, so she happily accepted it: "I like it very much, thank you."

Song Nanzhi took in Xie Anlan's expression.

at this time.

There was a knock on the door, and Xie Anlan hurriedly put away the hairpin that Song Nanzhi had given her.

"Come in." Song Nanzhi then said.

Yang Yuning was seen holding a pot of wine, looking at Song Nanzhi meaningfully, and then turning his gaze to Princess Anlan.

Xie Anlan has been raised by the palace lord since she was a child. Her skin is as white as snow and as smooth as a baby's. She is not inferior to Liu Yueru in beauty at all.

Besides, Xie Anlan is a princess. For a moment, Yang Yuning's eyes were fixed on her.

"Cough cough!" Song Nanzhi coughed lightly, and Yang Yuning came back to his senses.

Xie Anlan frowned slightly and glared at the other person with some displeasure.

Yang Yuning had come to the table with a wine pot in his hand and said with a smile, "This is the finest sweet-scented osmanthus wine that our store sent to you two guests. It has been buried in the ground for five years and was just dug up today. I will pour it for you two guests."

Song Nanzhi stared at the wine jug in his hand with dark eyes!