Quick Travel: He is obviously cannon fodder but becomes a heartthrob

After eating, Shen Yu naturally collected the dishes and went to wash them.

Song Song was a little embarrassed and followed him closely, reluctant to leave even half a step.

Shen Yu, on the other hand, held her firmly at the door of the kitchen: "Just stand here and don't move. I'll just watch you."

"You really don't need help?" The little girl blinked.

Shen Yu smiled back at her and shook his head.

It's still the same as before, warm and clear.

The two slept together at night.Although the cabin is neither big nor small, the bed is only big enough for one person.

After Song Song took a bath, she sat obediently in Shen Yu's arms, letting the man's long knuckles fall on her hair and wipe it gently.

Shen Yu's movements were very gentle. Slowly, she began to feel sleepy. After yawning lazily, she leaned into the man's arms and closed her eyes.

"Empress..." Shen Yu's eyes became more and more affectionate.

Song Song got up and kissed him, and said awkwardly: "Don't call me empress."

She remembered that Shen Yu used to like to call her that with bad intentions.

"Okay." Shen Yu paused and said, "Qing Qing."

His voice was so soft that it almost floated into the air and disappeared.After seven years, this name that I had chewed and swallowed was actually able to be spoken out.

"Huh?" The little girl was sleepy and responded lazily.

Shen Yu's eyebrows arched.

Fortunately, she is still there.

*

At night, Song Song slept inside, and he slowly moved into Shen Yu's arms.

In her previous life, she was used to sleeping in Zhao Haicheng's arms, and she was hugged tightly by the man every time.

Gentle force fell on her side, patting her again and again.

Song Song was somewhat awake. She slowly opened her eyes, with a look of confusion in her eyes.

Shen Yu actually didn't sleep the whole time.

She blinked and got into the man's arms. Shen Yu also picked her up in the next second and pressed his lips to the side of her face.

"Can't sleep?" the man asked her.

Song Song shook his head, listening to his powerful heartbeat: "Shen Yu."

She put her hands around his neck and felt the man's momentary stiffness and sudden increase in temperature.

In the past, he would have bullied me long ago.

But Shen Yu didn't move.

The little girl was confused and touched the man's face: "Shen Yu, are you too old? No..."

Before those two words were spoken, Shen Yu suddenly turned around and changed their positions.

His breath was so hot that even Song Song was about to burst into flames.

This is Shen Yu, the sober madman.

Passionate love must ignite oneself and ignite others.

Shen Yu lowered his head and kissed her densely.

In the peach forest, which is like a paradise in the world, and in the cabin, the two of them tossed and turned, sinking in and out.

Song Song began to regret that he should not have provoked Shen Yu.

However, as the love deepened, Shen Yu's eyes turned red. He shouted Song Song's small words over and over again, his voice hoarse: "Qing Qing, I dare not sleep."

He didn't dare to sleep, he didn't dare to close his eyes.

He was afraid that everything was a dream, and when he opened his eyes, the dream would be shattered.

……

The next day.

The sun was just right, and when Shen Yu opened his eyes, he only saw a small black head in his arms, rubbing against his chest in a daze.

He smiled until tears welled up in the corners of his eyes.

*

In the splendid palace, the young emperor sat in the high hall, his face cold and arrogant.

He raised his eyes and said a few words in an understatement that made the people in the court tremble: "Now that the border war is successful, it is a good time to pursue the victory, but the minister only advises me to recruit beautiful girls to expand the harem."

"The minister's vision is so short-sighted that he only cares about the love affairs between men and women. In my opinion, it is better to retire and return to his hometown as soon as possible and take good care of his own backyard."

The minister, who was over forty years old, was so frightened that he knelt down and begged for mercy.

Shen Ci waved his hand, quite impatiently.

It wasn't until the courtiers retired that the minister stood up timidly.

Shen Ci returned to Mingluan Hall and carefully read the memorial presented today. It was not until noon that he rubbed his temples and thought about going back to the inner room to rest.

The man's tall figure moved around. Behind him, a eunuch came forward and wanted to serve him, but he raised his hand to signal him to retreat.

As soon as Shen Ci stepped into the inner room, he smelled a vague aroma, which was a little strange, but also a little familiar.

In Mingluan Hall, incense is rarely burned.

The young emperor kept an eye on it and slowly approached.

The bright yellow dragon bed, which had always been neat and tidy, was now balled up with quilts and pillows, wrapped with an unknown object, and bulged up.

Shen Ci sneered, thinking that someone desperate was climbing onto the bed again.

He casually took the sword, unsheathed it, and rested the dazzlingly bright tip on the invisible thing.

If she dares to come even close, she will be killed in one blow.

Shen Ci waited for a long time, but there was no movement.

He frowned and simply picked up the bed quilt with the tip of the knife.

The person inside felt something was wrong and turned over, revealing a cute and white face, still sleeping peacefully.

Shen Ci dropped his sword almost instantly, and a crisp sound sounded from the masonry.

It woke up Shen Ci's heart that had been silent for seven years, and also woke up the little man on the bed.

Song Song originally wanted to give Shen Ci a surprise before sneaking into the palace. Unexpectedly, Shen Ci, a workaholic, didn't come in to see her all morning. She couldn't stay idle and didn't dare to wander around, so she just fell asleep.

Unexpectedly, when I opened my eyes, I was shocked.

The little girl looked at the sword on the ground, and then at Shen Ci, who was suddenly frozen in place because of great joy and sorrow. He had a cold face and looked extremely inhumane.

She burst into tears and complained: "Shen Ci! You are the worst man in the world, you actually want to kill me!"

Shen Ci's hands were trembling, and his heart was clenched.

He wanted to touch the little girl's face, but he was afraid that everything was just a dream, so he stretched out his hand and took it back again.

Song Song was crying and found that the man was still standing there stupidly without coming to comfort her. He stopped talking and raised his face: "Shen Ci, why don't you come to comfort me?"

The tone was the same as before, and even the expression of embarrassment and embarrassment was exactly the same.

Shen Ci finally dared to stretch out his hand.

The noble emperor leaned down to her and called her over and over again: "Little queen, are you a lonely little queen?"

"I am, I am." Song Song answered tirelessly, turned around in front of Shen Ci, and then kissed him coldly on the face, "Do you recognize me now? Bad man Shen Ci."

The most noble man in the world could not wait to kneel beside her at this moment.

He stretched out his long hand and held Song Song tightly in his arms, refusing to let go: "You are back, you are back."

"Your Highness, are you a repeater?" she said with a smile.

Shen Ci didn't correct her title and hugged her for a while, then separated slightly and looked at her seriously.

From top to bottom, every place was carefully looked at.

Song Song tilted her head and let him look at her, while responding to him: "Shen Ci, you look so handsome in this dress."

Shen Ci said "Hmm". The best craftsmen in the world used the best fabrics to weave it, so it was naturally beautiful.