The princess pushes her close to a woman

Seeing Shen Qingluo's performance, Mo Li thought she was pretending to be drunk, and couldn't help giving her a thumbs up in her heart. The princess is worthy of being a princess, and her foresight is much farther than she thinks.

She left with peace of mind, leaving behind Shen Qingluo pestering Song Ci coquettishly and refusing to go back, Song Ci couldn't hold back her, so he had to go back the same way.

When they returned to the small courtyard, Shen Qingluo had fallen asleep defenselessly, Song Ci thought she was not a man, otherwise Shen Qingluo would suffer a loss sooner or later if he was so careless.

She originally wanted to go to the quiet room for a while, but she was worried about the drunken Shen Qingluo, so she planned to stay and read a book to pass the time.Unexpectedly, Shen Qingluo couldn't sleep well, complaining of thirst for a while, and headache for a while.

Carefully waited for Shen Qingluo to finish drinking the water, and rubbed her temples to relieve the pain. This back and forth took turns, and the book was never taken out...

The night was like water, and the cool moonlight fell on the pillow through the window, Shen Qingluo finally woke up, the drowsiness had not completely dissipated, and his expression was still a little dazed.

Her slightly dazed eyes rolled around, and when she caught sight of the figure in front of her, a smile appeared on her face, and she called softly, "Song Ci..."

Song Ci was still rubbing her acupuncture points, and the corners of his lips curled up unconsciously when he heard the words, "Are you sober?"

Shen Qingluo nodded obediently, and said happily: "Song Ci, I miss you so much."

Song Ci calmly withdrew his slightly sore hands, got up and walked to the window, and said as he walked, "What are you going to Ruanxianglou for?"

"Use wine to relieve your worries," Shen Qingluo had an idea, and shifted the responsibility to Song Ci, "Who told you not to see me..."

"When did I say that?" Song Ci's eyes were indifferent, but there was an ability to see everything for no reason. Shen Qingluo felt a little guilty when she saw it, and said truthfully: "Actually, Zhao Zimo asked me to drink... "

As for why Zhao Zimo asked her out, Shen Qingluo decided that if Song Ci didn't ask, she wouldn't say anything.

Song Ci couldn't help frowning, and said with great disapproval: "That man is a veteran in Fengyue Field, don't get stuck in it, and follow in the footsteps of Princess Wanyi."

"Then let's go with you tomorrow. I've heard someone report that he's been inquiring about you. He thinks he's noticed you." Shen Qingluo covered her mouth and laughed. She should have lied to Zhao Zimo. How could he be deceived by Zhao Zimo?

Could it be that Song Ci forgot that they first discussed the matter of acting to deceive Zhao Zimo and attract his attention?

"What do you want me to do?" Song Ci's frown deepened, but it must not be what she thought, if it is a person who sees a difference and does not know how to repent, what's the use of redemption?

Hearing this, Shen Qingluo's expression changed, and he sarcastically said: "What kind of person is he who asks you what you can do?"

Song Ci's face suddenly sank, she looked down at the ground under her feet and said nothing,

"Song Ci, I think the plan will change." Shen Qingluo laughed again, with a flattering tone, "Don't hurt me with those unfeeling words, leave it to him, Song Ci, Ben Gong I believe you can do it!"

"You let me approach him with the trend, and then humiliate him when he puts his heart into it?" Song Ci suddenly raised his head to look at her, his tone was dull, but Shen Qingluo could hear a trace of embarrassment in it.

She smiled mischievously, "Isn't this forced by the situation?"

Although she knew it was just a play on the spot, but the scene she designed a few days ago was heartbroken, and the scenes in the future must be even more unbearable...

"You think too highly of me," Song Ci smiled self-deprecatingly. Of course, she didn't want to hurt Shen Qingluo, but...Shen Qingluo didn't know that she was a daughter, but how could she not know?How embarrassing is it for her to pretend to be a prostitute to seduce a man?

"Song Ci... I was really sad that day..."

Shen Qingluo sat up and leaned against the wall at the corner of the bed, her lowered brows were full of grievances and pity.

Song Ci instantly softened her heart, but she didn't immediately agree, she still needs to think about it...

She didn't speak, Shen Qingluo quietly hugged her knees and looked at her, the room was very quiet.

Suddenly a figure flashed by outside the window, Song Ci recognized the identity of that person, turned his head and reminded Shen Qingluo: "Mo He is here," while speaking, there was a knock on the door.

Remembering Song Ci's words that she was not allowed to let her in that day, Shen Qingluo temporarily changed his words and asked Song Ci, "Can you let her in?"

Song Ci nodded, and after getting permission, Shen Qingluo sent people in.

Looking at the unchanging Tsing Yi, Mo He bowed his hands and said: "Princess, Mo He has something urgent to report, can the Princess go to the Autumn Garden with Mo He?"

The Qiuyuan is located in a remote place, and it is specially used to secretly deal with and imprison some people with bad intentions. Those who were captured by Song Ci that night were detained there for interrogation.

"Is it in such a hurry?"

Shen Qingluo saw the pitch-black night outside from the door, and then looked at Song Ci, and couldn't help retreating in her heart. If it could be postponed until tomorrow, she would not go tonight.

"Yes," Mo He was as reticent as Song Ci, and her tone was a little hasty, "Mo He hopes that the princess will go over to see the situation now,"

"OK then"

Shen Qingluo agreed, so she wouldn't dawdle and procrastinate, and immediately bid farewell to Song Ci and left.

Song Ci never ate dinner, and now that Shen Qingluo was leaving, no one would come to disturb her, she locked the door, went to wash up, and was ready to go to bed.

As the lights went out, the room darkened, Song Ci's gentle and indifferent face was also removed, she raised her hand and rubbed her forehead, a faint sigh amplified in the empty room, Shen Qingluo left , the remaining problem is still...

After a long night, it finally arrived at dawn. Song Ci practiced the martial arts handed down by the Song family in the courtyard for a while as usual, and the martial arts taught by the martial monk master in Ci'en Temple, and then went to the nephrite building alone.

The girl and the steward in the building were all asleep, and she entered through the firewood gate in the backyard without disturbing anyone.

When the evening approached, the girls who woke up began to wash and dress up, and the nephrite building gradually became lively. Song Ci informed the madam, and someone came to make up for her and prepare to receive guests.

When the guests came in, the bustard told one by one that Miss Mo Ci wanted to re-select the guests to enter the curtain. There were many people who came to admire her name, but Song Ci refused them one by one with an indifferent expression.

At the end of the day, she did not see her picking out her favorite benefactor.

On the second day, the number of people coming continued unabated, and Zhao Zimo was among them. When Song Ci heard the maid's biography, the corners of his lips slightly raised, like a smile, and there was a bit of indescribable indifference in the smile.

She remained silent, and after a while someone was urging outside the door, and the maid bowed and asked again, "Do you want to see me?"

"No." It seemed that her interested expression just now was just an illusion. Song Ci's tone was as indifferent as ever, no different from the person before the rejection, and he still didn't give any reason.

These maids are all well-trained secret guards, they only accept the master's orders, and they don't ask too many questions. When they heard that she didn't want to see her, they went out to drive people away.

For three days in a row, she didn't see anyone falling into her eyes. Some people couldn't hold back and ran to complain that the madam was not sincere.

Song Ci is not really the girl in the building, and Princess Jinghua's mansion is behind her. Although the old bustard is greedy for money, she doesn't dare to play tricks, she just keeps licking her smiling face to persuade her.

When Zhao Zimo asked her to accompany her again, Song Ci nodded. Although she knew in her heart that she should hang on to him more, she didn't want to stay here too long, not to mention that it would be bad for her to hide her identity.

It's too inappropriate to just hang out in the brothel as a woman.It was good to have Shen Qingluo as company, she was so disturbed that she was full of heart, and Wuxia thought of something else.

Thinking of this, she suddenly missed Shen Qingluo a little.

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