After a hidden marriage with the president

Song Qingran still lowered her head. Although she didn't have the heart to eat the food on the table, she didn't seem to want to leave first.

Suddenly a pair of chopsticks landed on her dishes.Song Qingran was taken aback for a moment, and found out that it was the third prince who picked up the food for her.

As the piece of meat fell into his bowl, Song Qingran took a look at him.

"Eat more meat, look how thin you are!"

The third prince had an indescribable expression on his face, and smiled innocently there.Song Qingran felt a little more doubt in his heart.

The third prince, who usually didn't even say hello, now suddenly showed his affection to her, which made Song Qingran shiver. This kind of vague kindness is really creepy!
"What are you doing in a daze! Look at which dish you can't reach, I'll help you!" The third prince still had that strange smiling face, tilting his head, watching Song Qingran.

This made her even more embarrassed. Although she couldn't accept it in her heart, she still said: "Thank you...thank you...don't pinch me for now!"

The atmosphere seemed a bit awkward, and some people at the table looked at it, feeling a little strange.

"What happened before was my fault, now I take this opportunity to apologize to you, come! I'll pour you this glass of wine, I respect you!"

Seeing the enthusiasm of the third prince, Song Qingran became even more suspicious, suspecting that he was preparing the next conspiracy, thinking that this was a grand banquet!

"I'm really not strong enough to drink, so I'll bring wine with tea first." Song Qingran picked up the teacup as a gesture of toast to the third prince, and finished drinking it pretendingly.

Song Qingran knew in his heart that with the character of the third prince, some things would not just pass like this. Song Qingran had no way of knowing what he was planning, and could only be on guard from these small details.

Seeing that Song Qingran was still avoiding him, the third prince also felt that he had lost face, and explained embarrassingly: "Since Qingran doesn't give me this face, then I have to drink this glass of wine to show you my sincerity." .”

After saying this, he drank the wine in the glass, sat down again bored, his face looked a little ugly.

Song Qingran didn't care that much, after all, everyone at the table knew something about them, but they just didn't say it.

She continued to eat with her head down, not paying attention to the deflated expression of the third prince next to her.Seeing that the emperor seemed to have almost eaten, Song Qingran also stopped.

"This is the end of today's meal. Come back and rest in your room, I will send someone to inform you of any activities tonight!"

The emperor seemed to have something on his mind. He said this because he was in a low mood, and his head was not as high as it used to be.

Song Qingran was also thinking about how to say goodbye to the emperor, after all, she had stayed here long enough, and she still needed to do other things.

Song Qingran was thinking about how to speak, but the emperor called her: "Qingran, you stay here for a while, come here and let me talk to you!"

Song Qingran was a little taken aback by this, but felt a little impolite, so he quickly recovered, agreed, and walked over with the emperor.

Along the way, there were several followers, Song Qingran and the emperor didn't talk much, the awkward and unfamiliar atmosphere made her a little uncomfortable.But she also kept following the emperor, watching the emperor's back from time to time, for fear that the emperor would be suspicious.

When they walked through the imperial garden, Song Qingran only felt that the atmosphere was too gloomy. Seeing that the flowers were blooming luxuriantly, he couldn't help but find a topic and said:

"The flowers are blooming really well, reflecting the palace is more vibrant, it's so beautiful!"

Song Qingran was pinching the flowers while walking, and wanted to relieve the atmosphere, but the emperor still had a preoccupied look. Hearing what she said, he didn't open his brows, but said lightly:

"The flowers are like this every year, but you are here. Make them more beautiful!"

When the emperor said this, Song Qingran was still immersed in the sea of ​​flowers, she just thought this place was really beautiful.

After listening to the emperor's words, she didn't understand the meaning, she just felt a little embarrassed, but she didn't know how to answer, so she could only chuckle, to ease her embarrassment.

This palace is very big, Song Qingran has not visited much.Although I stayed here for a few days, I was busy with some things and didn't wander around like today.

Song Qingran followed the team, walking slowly, exploring the surrounding scenery, feeling that the wind here is warm.

Before they knew it, the two had already walked to the study.

There are a lot of books displayed in the study room, Song Qingran looks at these in a daze, she has never seen such a building.

There is no extra decoration in the study room, most of them are wooden furniture
, the bookshelves occupy a wall, appearing more advanced.

The emperor brought her to the desk, and ordered the servants to go down first.The two sat on the wooden stool beside the round table, Song Qingran tilted his head and felt a little uncomfortable, avoiding looking at the emperor.

The emperor looked aside, stood up, and walked on the ground.Everyone went down, only the two of them were left in the house.

I saw the emperor's body turned sideways to her side, sitting beside her, looking straight at her.

The emperor coughed twice and cleared his throat.Looking at Song Qingran's face, his eyes were fixed, and he was a little lost in thought.

"Like...really like..."

Song Qingran looked at the emperor with a puzzled look on his face.He opened his mouth but didn't say anything, just let him look at him like this.

The emperor slowly regained his composure, "Now there are only you and me left in this room, not to mention that you will leave here in a while, so I will get to the point and say something straight to the point."

Song Qingran finally waited for this sentence, gestured and nodded.He sat on the stool respectfully and listened.

She felt that the emperor was really a bit strange recently, and she was eager to know what the emperor wanted to tell her.

"When I first met you, I thought you were like an old friend of mine," the emperor paused, then continued:

"I feel a little different from others about you. I always feel that there is another relationship between us. I don't know if it's my illusion or..."

As the emperor talked, the corners of his eyes were a little moist. Seeing the emperor like this, Song Qing didn't dare to make a sound, but just stared at him blankly.

Seeing that Song Qingran didn't respond, the emperor leaned his back against Song Qingran, walked over there, and continued talking to her.

"I met your mother when I was young. What I said just now is that you and your mother look very similar. Sometimes I feel that it is my illusion, as if your mother is still by my side They are the same. Especially when they smile, those eyes are exactly the same!"

The emperor turned to look at Song Qingran again, with indescribably gentle eyes, Song Qingran looked at him, and suddenly had an illusion that she was listening to a story.

"I met your mother when I was young. At that time, we were still young and didn't know how to cherish. The first time I met her, I was really amazed. Since then, I have never met anyone who is more beautiful than her People. It’s just that some unbearable things happened between us. She is a good person, but it’s a pity that it’s me..."

The emperor continued to speak, his tone becoming more and more sad.He leaned his back in front of Song Qingran, and Song Qingran looked at him with an urge to comfort him.

But Song Qingran stretched out his hand, but still didn't make any movement.Sit in place with your eyes on your toes.

Song Qingran came back to her senses, thinking about the words the emperor said just now, her expression was a little dazed, she never thought that her mother would meet the emperor when she was young, all of this made her feel unbelievable.

Song Qingran felt a little flustered, sitting on the chair, his mind was completely blank without thinking about anything else.

Only thought that the emperor seemed to have finished what he wanted to say, and walked towards a wall.After a while, he turned around and looked at Song Qingran, who was still holding a beautiful sign in his hand.

"This is the brand of the royal jewelry designer. You can use it to enter and exit the palace at will, and it just fits your profession. I have always wanted to give you a gift when I am parting, but I didn't know what to give. Why not just this! "

Seeing that the emperor gave her such a big gift, Song Qingran shrugged off with some embarrassment:
"I can't accept this. With my current qualifications, I don't deserve this brand at all. I appreciate the kindness. You should give this to someone else!"

But the emperor didn't seem to listen to Song Qingran's words, he held the sign in his hand and stuffed it into Song Qingran's arms,
"You deserve it! If you don't take this, I won't feel at ease. Take it, so that you can explain to your mother..."

When mentioning his mother, the emperor's face became a little downcast.Song Qingran, the emperor's resolute appearance, was too embarrassed to continue to evade, so he could only thank him and accept it.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, I will definitely keep this brand safe!"

Song Qingran hung the token on his body and wiped it vigorously, seeing the token dangling around his waist, he felt a little joy in his heart.

The emperor didn't answer anything, Song Qingran raised his head and looked at him, as if he nodded slightly.

"Your Majesty, do you know anything about the Holy Stone?"

Seeing Song Qingran take the initiative to talk to him, the emperor raised his head.But when he heard about the holy stone, he didn't understand, so he shook his head.

"I always hear people talking about the holy stone, but I really don't know about the holy stone."

Song Qingran's expression was a little gloomy. She had been looking for this matter, but no one knew.She gave a light oh, ready to bid farewell to the emperor and leave here.

"If you want to know about the holy stone, maybe you can go to Zangshuge to have a look!"

When Song Qingran heard the emperor say this, he suddenly felt hopeful: "Zangshu Pavilion?"

"There are a lot of books that record various historical facts, which can't be found outside. You can go there and have a look. The records in those books may be useful. If you want to know about the holy stone, I think it can help you."

Seeing that Song Qingran looked hopeful, the emperor was also happy for her, so he quickly found a servant and asked him to take him with him.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Song Qingran's brisk voice reached the emperor's ears. Although she was still puzzled by what the emperor said to her just now, when she heard a clue about the holy stone, she wanted to look for it immediately.

The sound of Song Qingran's footsteps slowly walked away, the emperor stared at her leaving back, feeling a dull pain in his heart.

"It's so similar, even the back has a bit of her charm..."

The emperor clutched his chest, he thought of Song Qingran's mother again.He thought he would never see her again, but he didn't expect to meet her daughter by mistake.

The emperor recalled the scene when she was young, and those things in her youth were vivid in his memory.Like a movie, one by one flashed in his mind, making it too late for him to capture.

It seemed that recalling the past was too sad, and the emperor suddenly went blank and sat down on the ground.

The sound of "dong" alarmed the servants outside, and the servants hurriedly ran into the emperor's study, "Your Majesty, what's wrong with you?"

"Do you want to invite the imperial physician?" The servants said eagerly, they had never seen the emperor like this, and they were all terrified.

I saw the emperor shook his hand, indicating that they were fine.Then he responded: "You all go down first, don't come in without my call. I have nothing to do, don't let others know about it!"

The next ones responded one after another, but there was still a worried expression on their faces.They helped the emperor up and went down one after another.

Some older servants also knew that every time the emperor asked the servants to go out like this, he would secretly do something.But they don't know what they are doing.I only know that the emperor has been in this habit since he was young.

The emperor also heard them discussing their bodies outside, but he didn't care about them.He knew that he was just a little tired recently and missed her a little bit.

The emperor stood up with the stool firmly supported, and walked slowly towards a wall of the study.

There is not much decoration in this room, this is a wooden pier standing like a lion's head, which looks majestic and majestic in the room.

The emperor walked towards the wooden pier, put his hand on the lion's head, and turned slightly to the right, only to see a secret door was triggered, the expression on the emperor's face softened a little.

This is an institution built by the emperor himself, and only he himself knows about it in the entire palace. This is also a sustenance of his feelings in this life.

A secret door came into view, and the emperor walked in eagerly. He pushed the handle of the door and walked straight inside.

The room is full of portraits of a woman, as well as some design works.And all the things in this house belong to Song Qingran's mother.

The emperor looked at a painting on the wall, but his eyes were very similar to Song Qingran's. He stood in front of him for a long time, his eyes were moist and tears were dripping down.

He walked in circles in this room. Although some objects here were very old, they still looked clean and tidy.

This is the emperor's secret base, and he never lets anyone in.Everything here is cleaned by himself, and the emperor never feels tired, or this is his happiest thing!
He flipped through these old things one by one. He had seen these things more than once, but he still wanted to touch them.These objects are what he is nostalgic for, and he will never let go of them no matter what.