Xiang Ling placed the tea in front of Song Ning'er, with a treacherous curve on her lips.
"But will Miss Yan agree?"
Song Ning'er clenched her hands tightly into fists.
This method sounded good, but she didn't know if Miss Yan would be willing to accept her.
Xiang Ling said confidently: "Young lady, don't worry.
As a dignified general, there will always be several women.
Even if it's not you, young lady, it will be other women."
Song Ning'er listened to Xiang Ling's words and nodded slowly.
"Then let's go make peace with that girl Yan tomorrow."
"Miss, without further ado, let's go there now."
Xiang Ling said.
Song Ning'er nodded, it was indeed a matter of time.
Yan Xiaomo was lying on the imperial concubine's couch, turning slightly to the side.
The curves of her figure were perfectly displayed.
Her round hips, snow-white skin, and a plain white skirt made her look spotless.
Looking at it from a distance, it's like a fairy under the moon straying into the mortal world.
The beauty is suffocating and unrealistic.
"Madam, Miss Song wants to see you."
The voice of the secret guard beside her.
Because Yan Xiaomo didn't like those maids, she was always surrounded by secret guards sent by Zhao Yun.
Yan Xiaomo smiled meaningfully, it was finally here, she thought she wouldn't be able to wait tonight.
"Let her come in."
Yan Xiaomo said, still maintaining her original posture.
Song Ning'er walked slowly and paused slightly when she saw Yan Xiaomo in a white dress.
This woman was indeed beautiful, so beautiful that she felt ashamed.
Yan Xiaomo looked towards Song Ning'er.
Xiangling's maid was following Song Ning'er, holding a tray in her hand.
There seemed to be something in the tray.
"Sit down."
Yan Xiaomo raised her hand and asked Song Ning'er to sit down.
Seeing the twitchy look on Song Ning'er's face, she thought she had something to ask of herself.
"Miss Song, what's the matter?"
"Miss Yan, I'm here to make peace."
Song Ning'er hesitated for a while before slowly stating her purpose.
Yan Xiaomo said with a surprised look on her face: "You want to make peace with me?"
"Well, to express my sincerity, I personally stewed a cup of bird's nest for you to drink, Miss Yan."
Song Ning'er turned around and brought the eye socket from Xiang Ling's hand, and carefully filled a bowl.
Yan Xiaomo looked at the eye sockets that Song Ning'er brought over, and glanced at Xiang Ling behind Song Ning'er.
Seeing the viciousness flashing in Xiang Ling's eyes, Yan Xiaomo paused slightly.
Although the trace of sinisterness quickly disappeared, it was still captured by Yan Xiaomo.
"Isn't this bird's nest poisonous?"
Yan Xiaomo asked deliberately, wanting to test the two of them.
Song Ning'er's expression froze and she looked a little bad.
"This is the bird's nest that I stewed with my own hands.
How could it be poisonous?"
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Song Ning'er said angrily.
Her kindness was being doubted.
How could she not be angry?
Yan Xiaomo saw Song Ning'er's expression, then looked at Xiang Ling's expression, and immediately knew something.
"My life is valuable.
I am not only the future general's wife, but also the emperor's master.
If something goes wrong, many people may be affected."
Yan Xiaomo said quietly without taking the bowl from Song Ning'er's hand.
Song Ning'er felt that she was very humiliated by being questioned, so she raised her head and drank the bird's nest in her hand.
"There is no poison in the bird's nest.
Do you believe it?"
Song Ning'er showed the empty bowl to Yan Xiaomo and raised her hand to wipe the remaining stains around her mouth. oshow7: