The princess pushes her close to a woman

The two broke up unhappy, to be precise, it was Shen Qingluo who drove Song Ci away, she needed quietness.

This silence lasted for three or four days, Song Ci didn't show it on the surface, but in his heart it felt like years.

She couldn't figure it out, Shen Qingluo's words clearly said that she agreed with her because she was kind to her, and she would be kind to her as a friend, why would she disagree?

The date of her and Shen Qingluo's marriage has already been set.The sixteenth day of the twelfth lunar month is suitable for marriage...

Now that it has entered August, if Shen Qingluo can't change his mind, what should he do on the wedding day?

In the afternoon, it was the time when drowsiness came and fell asleep. Shen Qingluo listened to the cicadas singing like a lullaby, and the bright wrists supporting his head looked like rootless duckweed, and he looked like he was about to fall down at any moment.

And Moli no longer cared about it, completely lying on the table next to her, unable to open her eyes. With a "pop", the bamboo piece on the case fell, Shen Qingluo was completely awakened, and hurriedly bent down to pick it up.

It is not indecent to come and go, Song Ci gave her a handwritten copybook, and she also felt that it would be more sincere to give something made by herself as a gift in return. After much deliberation, she chose a folding fan, which is both elegant and practical, and it couldn't be better.

After asking the master to teach, she prepared the materials and started to work. Every bamboo piece was cut by herself, and she didn't want others to intervene.

Mo Li said all kinds of good things in front of her, Shen Qingluo was willing to let her help him, but it was just handing things over.

Now that she was asleep, he stretched out his hand and pushed her, his voice was still full of tiredness, "Li'er, go back to sleep..."

Mo Li unconsciously hummed, smacked her lips, her eyes were still tightly closed.

A hint of envy flashed in Shen Qingluo's eyes, she also wanted to sleep, but she greedily wanted Song Ci to receive her gift as soon as possible and carry it with her...

She rubbed her eyes, got up and walked around the room a few times, then sat down again and fiddled with the semi-finished products in her hands. The bamboo pieces were made of Xiangfei bamboo she picked out from the treasury. Haven't figured out what to fill in the blanks.

Amidst the noisy cicadas, Song Ci silently recited the mantra of purifying the heart over and over again, but his brows became more and more wrinkled, and thin sweat dripped on the snow-white robe...

She couldn't think about Shen Qingluo, but when she closed her eyes, her mind was full of her shadow, which couldn't be lingered.

When the sun was setting, Shen Qingluo carefully put the finished paper fan into a brocade box, and brought Mo Li to the small courtyard, "Song Ci, are you there?"

Hearing the sound, Song Ci opened his eyes suddenly, almost thinking it was an auditory hallucination.

Shen Qingluo called out again, she got up, straightened the corners of her clothes, and opened the door of the quiet room.

Looking at each other, in Song Ci's calm and indifferent eyes, Shen Qingluo was defeated. She took out a gift from behind and handed it to Song Ci, "Send your gift in return."

return gift?Song Ci thought of what he saw that day, but he didn't reach out to receive it. She didn't give it to Shen Qingluo, but this time he deserved the gift.

Seeing that she was not moving, Mo Li winked at her and wished she could step forward to take it for her.

"What's the matter?" Shen Qingluo saw that she didn't answer for a long time, and the indifference between her brows seemed to return to a few months ago, the joy in her heart couldn't help but a little more anxiety, she said cautiously: "Are you angry with me?" gone?"

Looking back now, she was too impulsive to rush Song Ci out that day.

Being under the same roof, she has noticed Song Ci's transformation, and she shouldn't have taken it to heart if she became friends with Jinlan...

Song Ci shook his head, "No, I didn't give you a gift."

Mo Li's complexion suddenly collapsed, she glared at Song Ci, turned her head and tugged on Shen Qingluo's sleeve with a mournful face, "I didn't mean to lie to you, I just don't want to see you frowning all the time."

Seeing that Shen Qingluo's expression was normal, she didn't seem to be angry, she became bolder, and continued: "My son-in-law is really too stupid, he doesn't even know what to do if this servant winks at him."

Shen Qingluo hooked her lips, and smiled very lightly, "What do you ask him to do? Lie to Bengong with you?"

Mo Li took a sneak peek at her, bowed her head in silence, thinking that this is the end of her life, even gods can't save her.

Not only lied to the princess, but also encouraged the princess to give gifts to the son-in-law, causing the princess to lose face...

"I'm sorry," following Song Ci's words, the humming of cicadas in the courtyard seemed to quiet down. Shen Qingluo didn't know what she meant, and Mo Li, who was sincerely admitting her mistake, also looked up at her.

"That copybook is not yet finished. If the princess likes it, I will give you another copy after I finish it," Song Ci said, taking off the string of Buddhist beads in his hand and handing it to Shen Qingluo. Don't dislike it."

"No... I don't dislike it," Shen Qingluo couldn't even utter the joyful words. When her fingertips touched the round and delicate wooden bead, she carefully gathered it in her palm, and felt her heart tremble along with it.

"Princess," Song Ci said, looking into her eyes, and said sincerely, "Even as a friend, Song Ci will treat you well forever and never break his promise..."

Shen Qingluo almost couldn't help but wanted to chase him away again, she clearly knew what she wanted, so why did she always say these bastard words to anger her.

"Elm head," she said angrily, turned around and left, and threw the brocade box into Song Ci's arms before leaving.

"Elm head!"

Mo Li followed behind Shen Qingluo, with a somewhat complaining tone.

Song Ci watched them leave, caressing the long box wrapped in red silk in his hand one after another, with peaceful eyes.When Shen Qingluo turned back at the door, seeing her calm and composed appearance, he smiled for some reason.

Turning around and walking back, he said: "Song Ci, you must take the things I gave you with you."

She said yes, and not only did Shen Qingluo not leave, but she took a few steps closer to her and whispered in her ear: "I made that with my own hands, if you lose it, I will lose you. "

Shocked, she couldn't help but glance at Shen Qingluo in surprise, what is so precious?

"What is this?" She asked aloud, causing Shen Qingluo to sigh quietly, and said sadly: "Going in and out of Jun's arms, shaking the breeze, Song Ci, I just want to be your wife..."

It is not a good thing that Shen Qingluo is always so stubborn, and the high wall in Song Ci's heart has been built again.

She lowered her eyebrows slightly, her expression unclear, "But Song Ci is only suitable for being friends."

As if Shen Qingluo had never heard of it, he took the brocade box from her hand and opened it, then took out the folding fan inside and handed it to her, his profile was extremely gentle in the afterglow of the setting sun, and his tone was calm and tolerant, "Song Ci, Do you like it?"

This is not the first time I have heard this. Shen Qingluo didn't want to argue with her about this issue anymore. He accepted the decree from Zuo Songci, and she is his wife...

The carefully polished bamboo fan fell on the hand, and Song Ci fell in love with the coolness and delicateness instantly. When he opened the fan, the four big ink characters "a married man" are chic and eclectic.

When caught in the eyes, she unconsciously read aloud, feeling at a loss in a daze, how could it be these few words?

She suspected that she had read it wrong, and after reading it several times, she raised her eyes to look at Shen Qingluo, seemingly asking for help without words.

"Idiot Song Ci, there is no writing on the other side," which can still be taken out to meet people, Shen Qingluo smiled cheerfully, Song Ci was dressed as a monk and was indistinguishable between male and female, at this moment, the somewhat confused and unconfident eyes in his eyes, As a result, the tough image of a man she had deliberately portrayed on weekdays plummeted, and the figure of a gentle and weak woman appeared in a trance.

Thinking of the plan, if Song Ci is willing to go, she has to dress up as a woman and stay in the nephrite building for a while to make her look familiar. She looked at Song Ci with anticipation in her eyes. I will give her back the title of Oiran.

She lowered her head and suppressed a smile and said: "Song Ci, Mo He has already sent someone to investigate clearly, and the plan can be implemented at any time. Do you want to help me?"

"Well, when?" Song Ci closed the fan and looked at Shen Qingluo with a somewhat helpless expression. Apart from the inscription, the fan in his hand was very satisfactory.

"Tomorrow"

Shen Qingluo said, the cunning in his eyes disappeared in a flash, but Song Ci didn't notice it. He lowered his head and stroked the handle of the fan, feeling more and more regretful in his heart, and sighed insignificantly, the big deal is not to show it in front of others.

But why is Shen Qingluo such a headache?

The author has something to say:

Shen Qingluo: I just want to be your wife

Song Ci: Friends are not bad, they will always treat you well, but being a wife is not acceptable, I want to reconcile and leave every day

Shen Qingluo: If that's the case, let's be friends~

author:? ? ?Princess, I arranged for you so well, don't you want it? ? ?

Shen Qingluo: I think you are pretty good as the author~

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Song Ci: The poor monk is going to save an author now, excuse me!

Shen Qingluo: I will go with you~

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读者：怎么突然断更了？感谢在2020-05-0313:07:55~2020-05-0413:16:02期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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