The female general was reborn in the enemy's house? They all die!

Song Xuanlin tried his best to control his excitement, but his phoenix eyes were still bloodshot.

In the past, he only thought that his second brother was a little greedy, but he would not do anything to harm the court.

But now it seems that he is really unscrupulous in order to achieve his goals, even colluding with foreign enemies.

Once such a person with bad conduct sits on the throne.

Wouldn’t Dazhen’s future be bleak?

"I understand why you attach so much importance to this account book."

Song Xuanlin came back to his senses and said in a deep voice, "It seems that the brothel girl really can't die for a while."

The two of them discussed under the hazy moonlight and unknowingly arrived at the gate of Prince Ming's Palace.

"Your Highness, I have recovered my strength and can walk on my own..." Rong Sheng glanced at the familiar scene in Prince Ming's Mansion and reminded in a low voice.

"No, you were seriously injured just now. If you move too early, you may not be able to recover well." Song Xuanlin refused without thinking, and then used his arms to hug Rong Sheng tighter.

"Your Highness, I know medicine and I am well aware of my own body. I..."

"No, stay still!"

Song Xuanlin interrupted Rong Sheng without thinking before he could finish speaking.

Rong Sheng curled the corners of his mouth helplessly, and looking at Song Xuanlin's handsome but slightly stubborn profile in the moonlight, he swallowed back the words that were about to come out of his mouth.

She just resigned herself to her fate and stayed obediently in Song Xuanlin's arms until Song Xuanlin gently placed her on the couch in his bedroom.

"My Lord, this is your bedroom and bed, I, your humble servant..."

"You will sleep here tonight."

Song Xuanlin rejected Rong Sheng as usual, and said firmly: "I will stay on the side couch. If you feel uncomfortable, please tell me."

It was not until this moment that Rong Sheng realized something was wrong.

Logically speaking, Song Xuanlin, a cold prince who usually doesn't like women and speaks little, would never be so considerate to a commoner like himself.

Could it be that he did this because he was grateful to me for saving Concubine Wei?

But it's too much for men and women to be in the same room...

Song Xuanlin glanced at Rong Sheng's expression, as if he could see what she was thinking: "That's how you got hurt before. Why are you so embarrassed?"

"Oh...ok..."

Seeing that Song Xuanlin was so persistent, Rong Sheng didn't know what to say.

She changed into a comfortable position on the couch and slowly closed her eyes.

After this day, she was really tired.

So after a while she fell into a deep sleep.

Song Xuanlin had finished washing up by now. He pushed the door open gently and walked in, not daring to make any sound.

At this moment, Rong Sheng was lying quietly on the bed, her breathing was even and steady, and her beautiful sleeping face was as pure and harmless as a white rabbit.

"Looks really tired..."

Song Xuanlin muttered to himself, then stood beside the bed and stared at Rong Sheng's delicate little face in a daze.

But my originally calm heart began beating faster and faster, and my breathing became heavier.

The scene at Xianghualou during the day lingered in his mind again, unable to dissipate for a long time.

Not long after, driven by some unknown force, Song Xuanlin suddenly leaned over and slowly approached Rong Sheng's face.

"pat-"

He gently left a kiss on Rong Sheng's plump forehead.

Then, trembling all over, he quickly moved away from the bed nervously.

Sitting on the side couch, his mood was still like a stone that caused a thousand waves.

Listening to the "thump thump" sound of his heartbeat, Song Xuanlin unconsciously covered his chest.

Everything is really messed up...

No matter how much he thought about it, he never expected that Rong Sheng was the Yun'er he had been thinking about.

Now the prince is incompetent, Chidan is eyeing him covetously, and Nanyue is not easy to get along with either.

In the past, he didn't really care about the supreme position.

But now is different from the past -

His beloved is back.

And now, he is no longer the weak and powerless Sixth Prince.

He wanted to protect her and didn't want her to suffer humiliation and hardship any longer.

Prince...

Song Xuanlin raised his lips in a disdainful smile.

If such a good-for-nothing like this could become the crown prince, then why couldn't he be the Emperor's Prince?

Lying down gently on the couch, he suddenly thought of the account book.

"As long as the witnesses and evidence are handed over to our father, I believe that this prince will most likely be deposed."

An unknown amount of time had passed before Song Xuanlin closed his eyes and fell asleep.

The night was silent until a gust of autumn wind hit the tree branches.

The rustling sound woke Rong Sheng from his sleep.

"It's dawn..."

Rong Sheng slowly climbed up from the couch, glanced around the room, and finally stopped at Song Xuanlin.

In fact, she felt that kiss last night.

I finally understood why Song Xuanlin had been abnormal before.

"Does he really have feelings for me?"

Rong Sheng tilted his head, somewhat puzzled.

But was there something missing? Why did Song Xuanlin suddenly become so impulsive as if he had caught something wrong?

It seemed as if he had been interested in me for a long time...

After thinking for a long time, Rong Sheng felt the hematoma behind his brain aching again.

She simply stopped thinking, rubbed her head, straightened up and began to meditate to heal her wounds.

At this moment, there was already a heater burning in the room, but the temperature rose sharply again after the Yunfeng Jue was activated.

Song Xuanlin turned over in a daze and felt like there was a stove burning on his back.

"Are you in the water?"

He suddenly opened his eyes and looked back, only to find that the source of the heat came from Rong Sheng opposite him.

He let out a long sigh, leaned back on the bed, and looked calmly at Rong Sheng who was resting with his eyes closed.

If only everything stopped right now...

As Song Xuanlin watched, he came up with this unrealistic idea and was completely immersed in it.

From time to time, he would smile foolishly in the direction of Rong Sheng.

Unfortunately, Rong Sheng was nearing the end.

When she retracted her skills and opened her eyes to see Song Xuanlin's dazed face, she was so shocked that her hair stood up.

"Your Majesty?"

"Uh...ahem..."

Song Xuanlin finally came to his senses and quickly turned around and walked towards the door, fearing that Rong Sheng would see his blushing face: "I have some matters to take care of. I will ask the maid to bring breakfast to you."

"Oh...thank you, my lord."

Rong Sheng stared at Song Xuanlin's slightly stiff back, and his heart was truly shocked.

"Did he also get drugged and his personality changed overnight?"