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Song Zhuochi's eyes finally fell on Jiang Qingxue, cold and indifferent, like a sharp blade.

"I'll take you back first."

Song Wu reminded him in a low voice.

"Your Majesty, do you still have an appointment?"

Song Zhuochi glanced upstairs.

"Go up and tell me that I have something to do today. Let's make an appointment another day."

He glared at Jiang Qingxue, turned around and walked out. Don't you know what he looks like? He still dared to come to the restaurant to drink, but he was afraid that he would meet another libertine on the road, so he simply sent Buddha to the west.

Vanilla helped Jiang Qingxue and hurriedly followed, and saw Song Zhuochi getting into his carriage specially designed for the regent. Jiang Qingxue stood beside the carriage and wanted to get up, but she was dizzy after drinking too much and failed to climb up after several attempts. The coachman was also at a loss and did not dare to help her at all.

Jiang Qingxue took advantage of her drunkenness and yelled inside.

"Brother, give me a hand."

The people watching the fun gathered together in front of the restaurant again, watching from a distance. The men looked at her frail appearance and wanted to rush up and hug her into their carriage.

Song Zhuochi noticed it and stretched out his hand to pull the person in.

"Stupid!"

Jiang Qingxue cried out in pain.

"Ah... it hurts..."

Song Zhuochi quickly retracted his hand.

"Sit down."

How could Jiang Qingxue be so obedient? For such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, if she just rode in the same car with him honestly, wouldn't all the wine she drank today be in vain?

She held on to the wall of the carriage and swayed. When the driver whipped his horse, she stumbled into Song Zhuochi's arms. She was so panicked that she pressed one hand on Song Zhuochi's thigh and hugged Song Zhuochi with the other. Her waist, just like that day in the water, held him tightly and wouldn't let go.

"Your Majesty..."

Song Zhuochi remained calm, but there was a hint of anger in his brows.

"Go sit opposite."

He didn't even want to touch her.

Jiang Qingxue pretended to be very drunk, climbed up after a long time, then grabbed his arm and sat next to him, leaned her head on his shoulder, hugged his arm, and fell asleep regardless.

The cold expression on Song Zhuochi's face began to crack.

When he moved to the side, Jiang Qingxue grunted dissatisfiedly, and the hand holding his arm tightened. It wasn't until he stopped moving that Jiang Qingxue fell asleep obediently again.

The woman's soft and plump body clung to him softly, and the elegant jasmine scent penetrated into his nose. She moaned from time to time, which seemed to be a silent temptation and invitation.

"Don't move, I'm dizzy..."

Song Zhuochi couldn't help but think of those unspeakable dreams. In the dreams, he and Jiang Qingxue had done everything they could as husband and wife. Even when they woke up, they would occasionally be greedy and reluctant to let go. He suddenly had a terrible idea. .

He would have those dreams.

What about Jiang Qingxue? Will it be the same as him?

That's why you pestered him so naturally after you were drunk?

Song Zhuochi was a gentleman. Even though he was shaken in his heart, he just closed his eyes and suppressed the strange feeling. When he opened his eyes again, his eyes were still as cold as ice.

But for some reason, he didn't push her away.

Jiang Qingxue leaned half of her body on Song Zhuochi. She didn't dare to go too far for fear of making Song Zhuochi anxious, so she threw her directly to the opposite side.

She only dared to rub against Song Zhuochi from time to time like a cat.

……

The carriage stopped at the gate of the palace, and Jiang Qingxue was woken up by Vanilla.

She opened her eyes in confusion, only to see Song Zhuochi next to her, as motionless as an old monk in trance, full of righteousness. Jiang Qingxue smiled bitterly, he was indeed the man selected by the system, he was indeed a man.

She seemed to wake up a little, and hurriedly let go of Song Zhuochi, lowering her eyes shyly.

"Thank you for saving me today, brother. Qingxue will go back first."

Song Zhuochi was afraid that she would lose her footing and fall again, so he quickly held her hand down and got off the carriage before her. He called two more nuns over and asked them to help Jiang Qingxue back to Snow Lotus Courtyard.

Song Zhuochi went back to Guanlan Pavilion, changed his clothes and came out. Song Wu also came back. He suddenly asked Song Wu.

"Do you have any clues about the marriage that the prince is looking for for her?"

Song Wu hesitated for a moment before realizing that Song Zhuochi was asking about Jiang Qingxue. Why did the prince suddenly ask about Miss Jiang's marriage? He went to inquire about it before coming back to report.

"Hui Shizi, I heard that the prince has chosen a mighty general for Miss Jiang. After a few months, when the mighty general comes back from the border, he will probably make a decision."

Song Zhuochi said casually while rolling up his sleeves.

"Mighty General? It sounds like a good marriage, but a delicate Jiangnan girl like Jiang Qingxue grew up in wealth. How can she withstand the bitter cold at the border?"

The ancestors of the Ni family are all loyal people, and the old general and the old lady are also generous and kind. There must not be so much intrigue in the inner courtyard. Jiang Qingxue should not be wronged if she marries him.

But he still felt that this was not a good marriage.

Jiang Qingxue returned to Snow Lotus Courtyard and fell asleep again on the pretext of being dizzy. She did not forget to tell Xiao Fuzi before going to bed.

"Tonight, feed Song Zhuochi another pill."

However, Vanilla was uneasy. Going out today almost led to a big mistake. If the prince hadn't appeared in time, the consequences would have been disastrous. She would no longer be able to let the young lady do whatever she wanted.

It was night, and Song Zhuochi, who had not dreamed for a long time, dreamed again.

It's just that the scene in the dream was no longer underwater, but in a carriage. Jiang Qingxue was sitting in his arms, kissing his Adam's apple, and her eyebrows were lowered little by little, alluring.

As if his hands and feet were bound, he allowed her to light fires everywhere, watching her take off her clothes and fully present herself in front of him.

His breathing was disordered and his whole body was hot, but he still held down the moving person in his arms.

"Qingxue, not now."

Jiang Qingxue started to pull on his belt, and her bare hands boldly slid towards his waist. He wanted to angrily scold her for being lewd and shameless, but she leaned over and blocked his lips. As their lips and teeth entangled, he gradually lost control...

When he woke up, he was covered in sweat, and the aftertaste of the joy was still there.

Rain was pouring outside the window, and there was no one beside the pillow.

He turned over to change his clothes, but felt that his limbs were sore, as if it was not a dream, but something that really happened. He closed his eyes, Jiang Qingxue, are you a goblin?

……

After entering the plum rainy season, it continued to drizzle for several days.

The prince and Mrs. Cai originally went to Dongshan to relax, but before enjoying the good weather for a few days, it started raining. Ms. Cai was worried about Jiang Qingxue and wanted to go back to the palace, but the mountain road was muddy, so she had to wait.

Jiang Qingxue was naturally happy, she wished they could stay together longer.

Song Zhuochi was living like a year, and he had several letters sent to him. In addition to greeting the prince, he also asked when he would return to the palace. As a result, the prince did not come back, but Song Boling did.

Song Boling occasionally felt cold, and there was no doctor on the mountain, so he had to be sent back to the palace for treatment.

Vanilla is like an enemy.

"Miss, the second young master is back, you have to be careful."

Jiang Qingxue smiled.

"is it?"