Women's procrastination can't be said

Even though he thought so, Song Yuyan couldn't help but quietly looked at Song Feng, only to find that his clothes were embroidered with dense dragon patterns, and all of them were made of gold thread, which was extremely luxurious.

A strange feeling flashed in Song Yuyan's heart. In her impression, Song Feng had always been a low-key person. His clothes were either official uniforms, or a solid black robe or a dark gold robe. He would never wear such a priceless robe. of clothes...

And it's still a dragon...

Song Yuyan took a sneak peek and found that Song Qingwu turned a blind eye to these dragon patterns, as if he didn't care at all.

But the dragon pattern represents the supreme, it should only be used by the king...

Song Yuyan became more and more uneasy. The food in his mouth was already cold, but now it was even more difficult to swallow.

When mentioning the cold food, Song Yuyan couldn't help thinking about it.

Uncle Luo Cheng clearly said that they didn't know about Song Yuyan's early return, but why did Song Feng prepare this table of meals?Is the preparation for them or someone else?Or Song Feng already knew that they would come back early?

Turning her head to look at Song Feng who was eating elegantly, Song Yuyan realized that she couldn't see through him at all.

What happened in the past nine years?Why has almost everyone and everything changed?

Song Yuyan is very chaotic...

I can't make sense of my thoughts.

Eating while thinking about it, naturally you can't eat too elegantly. After a while, a lot of rice grains were scattered in front of Song Yuyan.

She was awakened by He Zixia's soft laughter, and when she recovered, she realized her predicament, but when she looked up, she met Song Qingwu's eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

Her little face flushed, Song Yuyan immediately stopped thinking about it, and ate obediently.

Song Qingwu looked away indifferently, and took another sip from his teacup.Song Yuyan noticed that the bowls and chopsticks in front of him had not been moved, and was puzzled but did not ask.

The meal was extremely strange, Song Qingwu drank tea in silence, never took a bite of the meal; Song Feng ate elegantly, looking very official; Song Yuyan ate and sprinkled his eyes everywhere; and the only one on the table was really eating Yes, it was He Zixia, he seemed to be very hungry; Luo Cheng and the old butler stood beside the table, two door gods, expressionless.

I don't know who put down the chopsticks first, and the meal ended in such a hasty way, only He Zixia showed a satisfied look, eating very full.

Song Qingwu drank the last sip of the third cup of tea unhurriedly, and stood up holding "Tianyan".He Zixia and Song Feng then also stood up.

"Your Highness, are you going back to the palace or..." Song Feng bent slightly and asked Song Qingwu.

Song Qingwu met his eyes for the first time, pointed at Song Yuyan and said, "I want to see her room."

After speaking, the venue was silent for a while.

Song Yuyan stared blankly at Song Qingwu, and He Zixia was so full that he couldn't think of anything, so he was even more confused.

Song Feng twitched the corners of his mouth. Although his face was weird and ugly, he felt that Song Qingwu's move was too ridiculous, but he still said politely: "Your Highness, my daughter has not yet left the cabinet, and she has already entered into a marriage contract with His Highness the First Prince. What is your name?" ..."

Song Qingwu sneered: "I met her frankly a few days ago and slept together."

After saying that, Song Feng could clearly see Song Yuyan's stunned and blushing face, Song Qingwu and He Zixia's frank faces, as if they were not lying.

His eyebrows raised, as if he felt that Song Qingwu's actions had tarnished Song Yuyan's innocence. Song Yuyan was going to marry Song Yanjun, so wouldn't it be good to find another clean girl?Why do you want to pester Song Yuyan?

Song Feng's heart was filled with innumerable anger, and on the surface he had an unconcealable hatred of iron and steel, but due to his high or low status, he could only persuade him in a deep voice: "Your Highness, Yan'er will be the eldest prince. Concubine, in terms of seniority, she is your sister-in-law. If your behavior is known to more people, I'm afraid not only Yan'er, but you will also suffer huge public opinion attacks and spurns..."

Song Qingwu smiled coldly, his expression was unclear, and his tone was cold, "Does the Great City Lord think that 'saving people' is also offensive?"

"Subordinates naturally know that you are saving people, but..." Song Feng stopped talking halfway through, and suddenly realized that Song Feng looked at Song Qingwu in astonishment. He was actually saying something?

Although Song Feng stopped, but Song Qingwu already knew what he wanted to know, without even looking at Song Feng, he was about to leave with "Tian Yan".

Song Yuyan didn't know and didn't want to know the charade between them. Seeing that Song Qingwu was about to leave, she blurted out something like this: "You, aren't you going to see my room?"

Song Qingwu stopped walking and didn't speak for a while.Song Feng's face darkened, but He Zixia couldn't help laughing.

Is this silly girl really serious?The purpose of what Song Qingwu said just now was to set Song Feng's words, how could he really go to her room?

Song Qingwu turned around and said solemnly: "Go."

He Zixia's smile suddenly froze on his face.

So several people came to the small courtyard that Song Feng built for Song Yuyan.He Zixia felt that something was wrong, and stopped when he reached the door, waiting for Song Qingwu where he was, and Song Qingwu wandered around in his daughter's boudoir as openly as he wanted.

After walking around and looking at all the bedrooms, bathrooms, etc., Song Qingwu nodded and left with He Zixia.

"I thought you wouldn't go to other girls' rooms to pollute the air~" He Zixia stroked the blue hairband, took out a folding fan from nowhere, shook it lightly, and his tone was full of ridicule.

"I don't know what that person will do. I want to ensure her safety." Song Qingwu replied without looking back, each word was surprisingly cold.

"Cut, who knows about you. Isn't it your brother who asked you to take good care of her? Now that you return to the imperial city, your brother can take care of your wife in person. What do you think you are meddling with?" He Zixia's expression became more and more serious. ridiculed.

Song Qingwu stopped in his tracks, seeming annoyed, cast a cold glance at him, and then coldly dropped a few words: "What are you doing?" He Zixia then gave He Zixia a cold look from his back.

He Zixia stood where he was, whistled teasingly, with a clear expression.The movements are extremely indecent, but he looks so gentle.

After Song Qingwu and others left, Song Feng just stood there, his eyes darkened, he didn't know what he was thinking, the air was so silent, he seemed to have forgotten that there was another Song Yuyan standing beside him.

Song Yuyan thought helplessly, why did she feel so awkward and awkward being alone with her father now?

Song Yuyan stood uncomfortably, the cold wind pierced her bones, and her wound hurt slightly. She would have yelled and yelled recklessly before, but she gritted her teeth and endured the painful torture.

After a long while, Song Yuyan's breathing gradually accelerated, and only then did Song Feng realize Song Yuyan's existence.Turning to see her pale face, trembling all over, frowning, said in a deep voice: "Are you all right?"

Song Yuyan nodded subconsciously, then gritted her teeth and shook her head.Song Feng saw the stubborn appearance, he walked over with big strides, patted Song Yuyan's head stiffly, with a familiar kind smile on Song Yuyan's face: "Yaner, you are more obedient than when you were a child, and you are not naughty anymore. Not willful anymore."

Song Feng's face finally joined together as he remembered, and Song Yuyan's eyes turned red.