The princess pushes her close to a woman

The two of them stayed up all night, and when it was dawn, Shen Qingluo went back to wash up, then had breakfast with Song Ci, and went to Princess Wanyi's residence together.

In fact, Song Ci didn't want to go at all. Although the disgust in Shen Baizhi's eyes had subsided quickly yesterday, she still saw it.

Although the house search was somewhat disrespectful, she did not force her way in. She waited outside the door for nearly an hour to get permission before entering. I guess it was not for this reason that Shen Baizhi...

what is the reason?Song Ci waited outside Wanyi's mansion, and couldn't figure it out after staying for a long time.I don't know the reason, how to resolve it?

It's just that Shen Qingluo was worried about Shen Baizhi's safety, and she was worried that Shen Qingluo would go alone to a place that still had potential safety hazards, so she had to follow in.

Seeing that it was Princess Jinghua, the concierge put it in directly. He didn't see the red medicine, but heard the noise of a strange woman playing.

Has the imperial aunt changed to a personal maid again?

Shen Qingluo was slightly puzzled, and habitually looked at Song Ci. When Song Ci was by her side, she always subconsciously regarded him as something to rely on.

Song Ci's expression was solemn, with his index finger on his lips, signaling her not to speak, Shen Qingluo suddenly became nervous, could it be that this strange woman is an assassin?

After a while, two people came out from inside, it was Shen Baizhi and Hua Jianyi, Hua Jianyi was talking with Shen Baizhi on his arm, the intimacy and joy on his face did not seem to be fake...

"Aunt Huang, you..." Shen Qingluo's eyes widened, but Song Ci pulled her behind him the next moment, and looked at Shen Baizhi indifferently. She didn't choose to expose it at this moment, but Hua Jianyi clung to Shen Baizhi even more tightly. Mei Sheng coquettishly said: "Princess, he is the one who bullies the slave family, you have to be the master of the slave family."

The smile on Shen Baizhi's lips became more and more rigid, and it was difficult to maintain. She looked at Shen Qingluo who poked her head out from behind Song Ci, and opened her mouth, but couldn't say anything.

He simply turned cold, without saying a word.

"Presumptuous," Shen Qingluo stood up, intimidating without anger or anger, she said indifferently: "A mere lowly maidservant dares to slander my son-in-law, who gave you the courage?"

Different from Song Ci's indifference, there was an indescribable aura in her indifferent tone, like a sharp knife hidden in a sheath, the edge was restrained, and it was not as threatening as it appeared on the surface.

You can clearly feel that there is a huge danger hidden behind her calm and indifferent, and you can also clearly feel that you have no power to resist her threat, and you even feel uneasy because you are not sure when it will come to you...

Hua Jianyi resolutely refused to admit that she was timid, she ignored Shen Qingluo, instead she said coquettishly to Shen Baizhi: "Baizhi, don't you care about your niece bullying my slave?"

Shen Baizhi didn't look at Shen Qingluo, but looked deeply at the dazzled gradually, the cruelty in her eyes became deeper and deeper, she closed her eyes, poked her fingertips into her palms, felt pain and wetness, very similar to what the demon girl had done to her last night humiliation...

Immediately there was discomfort in her stomach, she frowned, and couldn't help but leaned over to vomit, as if she wanted to spit out the last drop of bitter water in her stomach.

"Aunt Huang," Shen Qingluo was taken aback by the sudden situation, and ran over quickly. Song Ci was worried about her, and rushed to attack Hua Jianyi before her.

Song Ci practiced martial arts since he was a child, and worked hard to conceal his daughter's identity. His martial arts are not weak, Hua Jianyi was caught off guard by Song Ci's sudden attack, and was faintly restrained, unable to get close to Shen Baizhi.

The fight between the two was inseparable, Shen Baizhi regained his strength, pushed Shen Qingluo away, raised his sleeve and wiped his pale lips, his eyes were cold, and his smile was a bit piercing, "Come here, let me kill you!" That witch."

Last night, Shen Jiao broke into Shen Baizhi's bedroom and asked her to send someone to find the person who caused Zhao Zimo's murder, but she refused, and the two had a dispute.

Hua Jianyi originally wanted to keep a low profile until the people outside left and reappeared, but because of Shen Jiao's disturbance, she learned that Shen Baizhi liked Shen Jiao in the first place, and had loved her for decades...

Hua Jianyi, who claims to be ruthless and ungrateful to play with people's hearts, has gone crazy for some reason, eats old vinegar, kidnaps Shen Jiao in the middle of the night, is discovered and stopped by the secret guard, and then stabs Shen Baizhi in front of Shen Baizhi. Seeing more important than herself, she felt even more depressed.

Shen Baizhi used Huasha Palace as a threat to force her to let Shen Jiao go. She was cold by nature, and even though she was the owner of Huasha Palace, she didn't take her very seriously. She didn't care whether she was wiped out or not.

In the confrontation, she gained the upper hand and asked Shen Baizhi to trade herself...

In front of Shen Jiao, Hua Jianyi kissed Shen Baizhi, but Shen Jiao's disgusted face made Shen Baizhi extremely disappointed. All kinds of emotions flooded her mind and responded to Hua Jianyi, and she was confused all night...

Now, Shen Baizhi regretted it. She couldn't bear to blame Shen Jiao, so she hated Hua Jianyi and herself.

Song Ci teamed up with the hidden guards, Hua Jianyi no matter how good his martial arts was, he could only escape.

Shen Baizhi roared like a madman and chased after him, Song Ci and the leader of the dark guards Hei Yi caught up with Hua Jianyi, but she threw her away with vicious tricks.

Song Ci's condition was relatively better, and he barely carried Hei Yi back, but he was so exhausted that he almost fainted, and he couldn't even get on the carriage, and it was Shen Qingluo and the maid who helped her up.

Shen Baizhi seemed to have recovered a bit, and personally sent Song Ci and Shen Qingluo out of the house, and told Shen Qingluo to go back and take good care of Song Ci. She was really worried about Song Ci, so she went back together.

After they left, Shen Baizhi returned to the dormitory and told the maid not to let anyone in.

Shen Jiao was used to running rampant in the manor, even though she almost died at the hands of a crazy woman last night, she still remained ostentatious at the moment.

He didn't pay attention to the maid's words, and went straight in, the anger on her face was undisguised, Shen Baizhi cheated on others in front of her without any shame, now she's acting like a coward?

If you don't taunt her severely today and embarrass her, she won't be called Shen Jiao!

"Shen Baizhi, you unruly bad woman..." she roared, Shen Baizhi turned her head to look at her, her eyes were dead silent, indifferent to her sarcasm.

Shen Jiao was stunned for a moment, then quickly realized and continued: "I will definitely tell my husband and the emperor about what happened last night, so that they all know that you, Princess Wanyi, are actually a liar, a puddle of mud. Collaborating with cults and hanging out with witches, she doesn't deserve the title of Wanyi at all! It's disgusting!"

The more she talked, the more disgusted she felt, with a disgusted expression on her face, wishing that Shen Baizhi would die now.

Shen Baizhi didn't look at her, so she walked over and tore Shen Baizhi who was sitting in front of the vanity mirror, the dagger fell out of her sleeve, the dagger had already been unsheathed, the white blade glowing with cold light was stained bright red, Shen Jiao froze, staring blankly Touching the dagger on the ground, he was flustered and at a loss.

Shen Baizhi pushed her away and stood up, the blood dripped from her sleeve onto the ground, the drops became thicker and denser,

She smiled indifferently, "It's up to you."

"I..." Shen Jiao looked up at her, how arrogant she was when she came in, how cowardly she was now, she still tried to be brave and said: "I... count you as cruel, at worst I don't tell them."

After leaving the words, she ran out in a hurry, Shen Baizhi bent down to pick up the dagger on the ground.

Shen Jiao ran back again and knocked it off. She looked at Shen Baizhi angrily, and growled, "I've already told them not to tell them, what else do you want from me?"

Shen Baizhi looked away from her, and sat down again, a beautiful face with no expression was reflected on the mirror, her youth was just right, her heart was withered to old age...

"Shen Baizhi, don't go too far! I've seen you and the witch on the same couch, why are you still pretending to be noble in front of me?"

Shen Jiao said, and kicked the dagger on the ground vigorously, "If you dare to seek death, I will tell the world what you did, even if you die, don't even think about being clean!"

Shen Baizhi remained silent, she was even more angry, and there was some unspeakable hatred, she sneered, "Dignified princess, willing to degenerate, surrendering to the witch, you just wait to be infamous forever."

"Shen Jiao, it's fine for others to insult Bengong, but you, you can't..." She looked at Shen Jiao, feeling chills all over her body, but she couldn't say a single serious word.

"Why?" Shen Jiao asked without thinking.

"You go out," Shen Baizhi wanted to laugh, but couldn't. Did Shen Jiao forget what happened last night, or did she really not know what she was thinking?

Either way, it was extremely ironic to her.

Shen Jiao felt a little guilty when she saw her. After walking a few steps, she turned back and picked up the dagger on the ground, wrapped it in a handkerchief, and put it in her sleeve, "Anyway, you can't seek death anymore."

Shen Baizhi closed her eyes, and she didn't want to... But when she thought of Shen Jiao's ugly appearance, she wished she could die immediately.

Last night, she was really driven crazy by Shen Jiao's attitude...

"I'll come to look for you tomorrow," Shen Jiao said again, almost running away in despair.

The poison that Hua Jianyi used was made by herself, and the yin is weird. Although there is no blood sealing the throat, it is not Wen Wen Tun Tun who kills people silently over time, but the poison that bites the bones and burns the heart every other hour. Once, the pain from the poisoning, even a top secret guard like Hei Yi couldn't help crying out in pain.

At first, Song Ci refused to let him feel his pulse, and he held back his silence, staying alone in the room, even Shen Qingluo refused to see him.

Later, she figured out the law of the poisonous hair, and because of Shen Qingluo's persistence, she was willing to see Shen Qingluo, but she still refused to let the imperial physician take a pulse.

Seeing that in October, Qin Tianjian had already started to arrange the marriage matters, and Princess Jinghua's residence, which should have been happy, was deserted.

With a frown of sorrow, Shen Qingluo politely declined the aunt who was sent by the palace. Song Ci had already endured the unbearable suffering of ordinary people, how could she let her drag her sick body to suffer...

She can do all the procedures by herself, as long as Song Ci can come forward to worship the heaven and earth with her when worshiping the hall...

From that day on, Shen Baizhi stayed behind closed doors in the mansion, and sent someone to send Hei Yi to Shen Qingluo's mansion for the imperial physician to develop an antidote.

Apart from entering the palace occasionally, Shen Qingluo ran back and forth between Song Ci and Hei Yi.

Now seeing off Aunt Jiaoxi, she hurried to Song Ci's yard.

In the past, no matter where Shen Qingluo went, there was always a group of maids by his side, and he even brought a large number of guards to accompany him when he left the mansion. Now that he has stayed with Song Ci for a long time, he knows that Song Ci does not like crowds, so after entering the door, he consciously puts the accompanying The maid shut the door.

When she arrived, Song Ci just took advantage of the pain to pass by, washed off his cold sweat, curled up in bed and read a book, when he heard footsteps, he got up and opened the door, and stood in the corridor to meet Shen Qingluo.

There was a light smile on the bloodless lips, Shen Qingluo's nose was sour, tears almost fell down again, she covered her mouth to respond to Song Ci's smile, Song Ci took a deep breath, suppressing the heavy heart, she teased and said : "You smile so ugly, why don't I smile for you?"

Shen Qingluo gave her a blank look, walked up quickly, once inside, pushed Song Ci onto the bed, Song Ci refused to go, turned around and said with a smile: "His Royal Highness, please do me a favor, let me exercise my muscles."

Right now she really didn't want to go any longer, firstly because it was really boring to lie on the bed all the time, and secondly because Shen Qingluo came over, it would be impolite for her to lie on the bed.

"Not good," Shen Qingluo almost laughed out loud, and the two little canine teeth that are rarely seen on weekdays were also exposed, looking gentle and cute, "You know how to beg me now? You were still talking about me just now The palace is ugly."

Song Ci fell silent, with a slightly shy expression on her face, she intended to tease Shen Qingluo, but who would have thought that Shen Qingluo would be so stingy and wouldn't let him go.

"It's been cold for the past few days. What if you catch a cold? You refuse to take medicine..." Speaking of the last sentence, Shen Qingluo couldn't help complaining in her concerned tone. She thought Song Ci wouldn't let him go. The imperial physician did not want to take medicine, and because of the embarrassment of the man, he did not want to speak up.

Song Ci didn't answer, so Shen Qingluo helped her take off her coat, and urged: "Go and lie down under the quilt, or I won't help you stop Doctor Song next time."

The Physician Song that Shen Qingluo said was old-fashioned but conscientious, healed Song Ci according to Shen Mingze's order, even though Song Ci emphasized that the poison in her was the same as that of Hei Yi, he still wanted to see Song Ci and ask him about it, even if he hadn't seen the poison However, he still didn't back down, pondered over the development every day, stayed in the mansion from morning to night, but Shen Qingluo couldn't stand it, and arranged for him to live.

For this reason, Song Ci even locked her out for a few days and refused to see her.She really likes Song Ci who is so casual in front of her, but she also knows in her heart that Song Ci is being petty towards her because of her physical discomfort...

Regrets are regrets, she still hoped that the imperial physicians could make an antidote as soon as possible, and also hoped that the people sent to encircle Hua Sha Palace would bring good news and catch Hua Jianyi to get the antidote.

Song Ci raised his eyes and glanced at her, and Shen Qingluo saw a hint of embarrassment in those eyes, such a rare expression made Shen Qingluo even more happy.

At first, she liked the young gentleman of the Song family who protected her and spoiled her when she was a child. Later, she liked the ruthless and desireless Master Jingchen who left the dust in a cold manner. Resignation, she can't feel disgusted, on the contrary, she likes it even more.

Song Ci was a little cautious by the strong affection in her eyes, and also a little unspeakable joy, but he didn't have the anxiety of the past.

Misfortune, where good fortune depends...

Although Hua Jianyi's poison made her physically tortured, she relaxed a lot in her heart. Now Shen Qingluo cherished her very much, and was afraid that she would make a mistake, so she would not touch her at all.

She went back to the bed according to her words, and as soon as she took out the book and opened a page, Shen Qingluo came over. She looked up and found that Shen Qingluo had also taken off her coat, her body and mind tensed up immediately, "You...what are you doing?"

"I'll warm my body," Shen Qingluo said, with a calm expression on his face, Song Ci was nervous in his heart, and didn't realize that her red earlobes that were about to bleed were tricked.

Song Ci put down the book and was about to get up, but was held down by Shen Qingluo, her tone was a little flustered unconsciously, "No, men and women can't kiss each other."

"It's okay, I don't mind." Shen Qingluo said, earlier, because the big wedding day was not far from the time when the marriage was given, it was rumored that she had a dark knot in her womb, now she seldom goes out because of taking care of Song Ci , There are even rumors that she is inconvenient to go out due to her heavy body.

If she was afraid of gossip and was at the mercy of gossip, she wouldn't be Shen Qingluo...

"Song Ci, I'm so cold," Shen Qingluo said, stretching out his hand to rub Song Ci's face, it was cold from fingertips to palm, it didn't seem like a fake, Song Ci struggled in his heart, then raised his face and said: "Don't touch me."

Hearing this, Shen Qingluo couldn't wait to let go of her face, lifted the quilt and lay down inside, Song Ci was afraid that she would fall, so he moved inside.

She thought that Song Ci was avoiding her, so she moved her body and leaned towards her, and she stretched out her arms to wrap her around her angrily, "You still despise me? If it weren't for a few days, I wouldn't have time to see you. Who would want to get close to you?" you?"

"I didn't..." Song Ci had no choice but to say, "I was afraid you would fall, so I'll make it up for you..."

Halfway through speaking, the poison in her body flared up again, her face turned pale immediately, she curled up and changed the direction with difficulty, turning her back to Shen Qingluo.

Shen Qingluo naturally also noticed it, listening to the messy and heavy breathing of the people around her, she tried hard to hold her breath to hold back her tears, restraining herself from disturbing Song Ci.

The time was so long, when the wave of pain subsided, Song Ci was covered in cold sweat again, as if he had just been fished out of the water.

Shen Qingluo got up and wiped the sweat off her face with a towel. Song Ci couldn't tell whether she was sleepy or dizzy at the moment, but her eyelids were so heavy that she couldn't lift her face. With a weak eye, he said, "Don't worry about me, I'll sleep for a while."

She lowered her eyebrows and said hello.

After being assured, Song Ci went to sleep peacefully, and Shen Qingluo leaned on the head of the bed. Apart from feeling sorry for Song Ci, he wished that the Huasha Palace could be razed to the ground now...

When she felt the coldness, she looked out the window, it was already dark.

But Song Ci hadn't woken up yet, so she got up to light the candles, and sat for a while, guessing that Song Ci was about to wake up, so she went out and ordered someone to inform the kitchen to prepare dinner.

Song Ci originally kept the old habit, if Shen Qingluo didn't want to eat dinner, it was fine if he didn't want to take medicine, and he didn't want to have extra meals. If he couldn't make three meals a day, wouldn't it be a violation of his body?

She still wants to grow old with Song Ci safely and smoothly...

Shen Qingluo's estimation of the time was very accurate, Song Ci woke up for a while, and the kitchen came to ask for instructions on the distribution of meals.

The two had dinner together, and Song Ci sent her back while he was in better health.

On the way, Shen Qingluo couldn't hold back the joy in her heart. She endured for a long time, and then told Song Ci, "Qin Tianjian has already started preparing for the wedding." She held Song Ci's hand tightly, with undisguised joy on her face. , "I have been looking forward to it for so long, and finally this day is coming..."

Song Ci stopped in her tracks, she couldn't bear to make Shen Qingluo sad, but she had to say something.

"Qing Luo," Song Ci's tone was much gentler than before, "Listen to me again..." As gentle as her tone was, there was so much pain in her heart.

She doesn't know what Shen Qingluo thinks in her heart, but she clearly realizes that if Shen Qingluo marries someone else, she will be very sad, and if Shen Qingluo treats others as well as she treats herself, she will be very jealous...

Shen Qingluo covered her mouth in the next moment, "I won't listen," she said sternly, "Stop talking...no matter what you say or do, it won't change my mind."

Song Ci's heart trembled, like a pool of calm stagnant water, a colorful stone was thrown into it, causing ripples, and suddenly came alive.

"If you dare to run away from marriage," she paused, the joy in her brows and eyes was like a shower, and there was only desolation left in an instant, "this palace will not live."

"Don't..." Song Ci murmured, his face full of pain and struggle.

Shen Qingluo saw it, but didn't seem to see it, she smiled wryly and said: "Abandoned by the person I love the most, and reduced to the joke of the world, what's the point of living?"

After setting the date of marriage, she has dreamed that Song Ci abandoned her more than once. In the dream, Song Ci was as indifferent as a Buddha statue. No matter how she tried to influence him or beg him, he always only answered her: I am with the Buddha. fate.

Is there a predestined relationship with Buddha, but no predestined relationship with her?

She had seen the figure of the back determined to leave many times in her dreams, and she was helplessly watching, but she was powerless to stop it...

"You will regret this……"

The cold and clean voice in the past is now as deep as thick ink, and the emotions that seem to be extremely suppressed and extremely cathartic are erupting. Shen Qingluo's heart shudders. She has never seen Song Ci who is so emotionally exposed, and her mind is completely attracted. .

"What do you regret?" She asked stupidly, Song Ci didn't answer her, but hugged her tightly in the next moment, "I won't run away from marriage."

Shen Qingluo hummed lightly, raised her hand and hugged it tightly, her voice was full of attachment, "Song Ci, I believe you, I was just thinking wildly, in the future, I won't..."

"I hid a secret from you..." Song Ci said, with a flash of struggle in his eyes, "I didn't lie, I'm not your lover..."

"You are, I said you are you are!"

Shen Qingluo was about to explode, "Don't go back on your word, don't make excuses, what does it look like to hesitate and hesitate? Are you still a little bit responsible?"

She sighed again, "It's not as courageous as a woman like me..."

"If you have someone you like, you can divorce me. Until then, I will always be with you and treat you well..." Song Ci ignored the sourness in his heart, "Just like a brother."

"I have enough elder brothers in this palace, I don't need you alone," Shen Qingluo buried her head on her neck, very dissatisfied, she didn't like to hear Song Ci say this kind of thing, she wanted to be husband and wife with Song Ci before Don't be siblings.

After all, before Song Ci responded, she laughed again, "I am reluctant to divorce you. One day you make me unhappy, and I will let you be the first face to shame you."

Song Ci was stunned for a moment, a little bit of embarrassment flashed in his eyes, she made Shen Qingluo unhappy too many times...

……

With Song Ci's guarantee, Shen Qingluo felt more at ease, and had a good night's sleep that night. Not only did she not dream of Song Ci abandoning her, but she also dreamed of the wedding night with Song Ci.

Song Ci, with affectionate eyebrows and eyes, held Yu Ruyi in his hand and lifted her red hijab, kissed her and said shameful words when he was slightly drunk...

The thin body stood in front of her, covering most of the light in front of her eyes. Looking out from the bed curtain, the shadows of a pair of candles flickering on the window lattice were too late to take a closer look.The faint smell of alcohol rushed into her nostrils, and she was so startled that she quickly closed her eyes, her light breath fell on the pillow, and Song Ci whispered in her ears, as if there was a seemingly nonexistent warmth lingering around her neck, she was like a chopping board. The fish in his heart panicked and wanted to escape, but he could only let others slaughter him.

On the fiery red wedding dress, the phoenix embroidered with gold thread was lightly picked and played with the fingertips, as if it had come to life, and the pair of phoenix eyes were clear and energetic, as if they were about to break free from the shackles in the next moment and spread their wings to soar above the sky.

"Can I cross you?" The cold voice was tinged with warmth, and it rang softly in her ears, and it seemed to be a heavy mention in her heart. She was slightly stunned, and when she opened her eyes, Song Ci's eyes were flushed Peach Blossom Noodles, where is the coolness and self-sufficiency of the past?

Can or can't?She was so dizzy that she couldn't speak...

The next moment, Song Ci lowered her head and carefully twiddled the buckle, her plain fingertips slid across the neckline, feeling a little cool, she couldn't help shrinking back, secretly glanced at Song Ci's downcast eyebrows, her heart was beating wildly .Song Ci took her hand, and together they lowered the bed curtain, which fluttered down, covering the last ray of candlelight in front of her eyes.

In the darkness, only Song Ci was her reliance, who could relieve her uneasiness. Phoenix flew out of the curtain with a scarlet beam of joy. She closed her eyes and put her body and mind in Song Ci's hands. Fall together with her.

When she woke up, Dongfang had already realized that the flush on her face hadn't faded away because of a dream, but added a little more to it.

When Mo Li was waiting for her to wash up, when Zen Master Qingxin came to visit Song Ci in the mansion, the smile on Shen Qingluo's lips froze slightly, "Have you already gone?"

Mo Li nodded, the concierge heard that he was here to pay a visit to the son-in-law, and invited him in without saying a word.It is true that the punishment that time was too severe, everyone in the house has a long memory, even Aunt Mo Mei didn't say much about the matter between the son-in-law and the princess after that time.

"Then hurry up, I will also go to see Zen Master Qingxin later."

There was a trace of coldness in Shen Qingluo's eyes, she gave so much, Song Ci finally left the ancient temple in the remote mountain, she did not allow anyone to pull him back.

What is the intention of Chan Master Qingxin to come here?Unbeknownst to Shen Qingluo, she made the worst plan. When she set off, she asked Mo He to be on guard, and all the guards in the palace were dispatched to make sure that the entire Princess Palace was airtight, so that no entry or exit could escape her eyes.

Song Ci didn't know why the host came to see her. She was overjoyed but also a little apprehensive. She couldn't hide Shen Qingluo's life forever. Her identity would be exposed sooner or later. If she implicated the Ci'en Temple, she would be to blame for death.

The straw sandals were still stained with the morning dew, and Zen Master Qingxin's long white eyebrows were covered with thin frost. Song Ci got up to welcome him into the quiet room, and made a pot of hot tea to drive away the cold.

"The old monk passed by here today, so I stopped by to see the benefactor," said the elderly Zen Master Qingxin, who was in good spirits, and smiled generously with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and the whole room seemed peaceful and peaceful.

Song Ci hummed in a low voice, this attitude towards pilgrims made her feel unspeakably uncomfortable...

The obscure and esoteric Buddhist scriptures are presided over and he tirelessly taught them. When discussing Buddhism, they are also teachers, but it seems that overnight, earth-shaking changes have taken place. She knows in her heart that it is best to do so, but when this day comes, she is not willing to accept it. .

"Do you know why the old monk asked you to come to Princess Jinghua's mansion?" Zen Master Qingxin asked with a smile, Song Ci shook his head, she believed that the host would not harm her, so although she had doubts at that time, coupled with Shen Qingluo's persecution, I agreed.

"Do you want to leave now?" Zen Master Qingxin asked again, with a smile on his face all the time, Song Ci couldn't figure out what he meant.

She didn't have time to think about it, when footsteps came from outside, her heart suddenly rose, and the people outside the door also stood still, their expressions were gloomy.

Zen Master Qingxin took a sip of tea, his smile deepened, and he said, "If you want, I will come to the temple before the big wedding, and I will send the benefactor away."

Song Ci nodded slightly, she would not leave, even if Shen Qingluo heard these words, she didn't feel anything, she had a clear conscience.

Zen Master Qingxin put down the teacup in his hand, got up unhurriedly and said, "I still have something to do, so I take my leave."

His purpose of coming today has been achieved, so there is no need to stay any longer.

Song Ci sent him out, and Shen Qingluo was standing downstairs. After simply greeting Zen Master Qingxin, she walked side by side with Song Ci.

Although today is not cloudy and rainy, the rare sunny day is cold and windy. She walks against the wind with Song Ci on her arm. The wind blows her robes, and she walks a little hard. Her gaze falls on Zen Master Qingxin's back, and she becomes more and more aggrieved .

This cunning old monk is always plotting against her when he doesn't do good deeds...

Zen Master Qingxin seemed to have sensed something, turned his head and smiled at her and said, "The wishing tree in the temple is very effective. If the princess is free, you can go to the tree with Mr. Song to pray."

"I don't want to go, so I won't go," Shen Qingluo looked sideways at Song Ci, her brows were filled with sorrow, and she said, "Song Ci, do you want to go?"

Song Ci shook her head, and when Zen Master Qingxin turned her head, she tilted her head and approached Shen Qingluo's ear, and whispered: "No, I don't have incense money to donate."

Shen Qingluo burst out laughing immediately, Song Ci quickly covered her mouth with his eyes, his face was still panicked, Shen Qingluo looked at her with eyes full of smiles, pointed to the purse at his waist, Song Ci shook his head , there was a slight smile on her lips, she was just making Shen Qingluo happy.

But he didn't know that the purse on Shen Qingluo's waist also had no money in it, she was a princess, how could it be her turn to carry money with her?

But the things in the purse, Song Ci can exchange too much money with it.

After Zen Master Qingxin left, Shen Qingluo took off the purse from her waist and handed it to Song Ci. Expectation was hidden in her calm voice, "Song Ci, take a look at what this is?"

Hearing her words, Song Ci lowered his head and took a closer look, then carefully opened it, a section of blue silk woven with red thread appeared in her eyes, she raised her head in confusion, Shen Qingluo felt a little lost in her eyes, but also I don't blame Song Ci, it's human nature to forget things after so many years.

She reached out and took it back from Song Ci's hand, and tied it around her waist again.

Song Ci wanted to ask Shen Qingluo if he wanted to get married with her, but he swallowed it in an instant. She is not Shen Qingluo, so she...wouldn't get involved in matters of couple's love.

Shen Qingluo didn't know what she was thinking, and led Song Ci to the study, found out the private seal and handed it to her, "You put it on your body, if you need money, you can take it to the private treasury to get it at any time."

Song Ci shook his head, "I don't need it."

"Song Ci, just take it." She looked into Song Ci's eyes and said seriously, "What's mine is yours."

"Nonsense," Song Ci was moved in his heart, but he did not agree with her approach. "Private seals are precious things, and you must not give them to others."

"How could you be someone else?" Shen Qingluo rubbed her purse, and because of her shyness, her smile was a bit reserved, "You and I have already married, so why should we share?"

Song Ci glanced at her in disbelief, then lowered his head and his eyes were firmly glued to the purse, Shen Qingluo looked a little shy, his fingertips trembled unconsciously, but he didn't avoid it.

In my memory, when my mother and concubine passed away that year, my father took her out of the cold palace, and invited the respected Zen master Qingxin to chant scriptures and pray for her to get rid of bad luck.

It was on that day that Song Ci was ordered to have a relationship with the Buddha. For the first time, the honest and honest young man refused to listen to his parents. He was whipped by the furious General Song. Tears rolled in his eyes, but he did not nod in response. .

It frightened her, so she went to ask her superior father, who was cold and unmoved, and she went to ask Zen Master Qingxin, who was kind and kind, and the Zen master just looked at Song Ci with a smile and said nothing.

She watched the whip whipping more and more urgently, and the blood-oozing whip marks on the white robe became more and more dense, she cried out in fright, calling Song Ci to promise to come down while crying...

When Song Ci was ordained by Zen Master Qingxin, she was also there, but Mo Mei held her in her arms and stopped her from approaching Song Ci.

"Is there my hair in here?" Song Ci raised his eyes to look at her, feeling slightly agitated.

Shen Qingluo woke up from the memories, hummed, "When your mother was packing them up, I asked for some, and kept them for a thought."

At that time, she thought that Song Ci must be reluctant to part with a good-looking hair, so she wanted to keep it for him.Later, when I found out that I had no doubts about the love between husband and wife, I cut off my black hair and entangled with them...

Song Ci suddenly covered his face and smiled, but his eyes were moist when he smiled, Shen Qingluo felt a sharp pain in his heart, his expression couldn't hide the panic and guilt, "Song Ci..."

She called out, eyes full of guilt and distress, Song Ci turned around and planned to leave, she didn't want Shen Qingluo to see her embarrassed side, the pain in her heart, she could just lick it alone.

Shen Qingluo hugged her waist from behind, "Sorry for making you sad..."

The hands on the waist cannot be ignored, the sadness in Song Ci's eyes gradually turned into coldness, is it more than just sadness?She hated herself so much that she couldn't even go to worship...

"Let go," Song Ci's voice was a bit cold, Shen Qingluo's body froze, and he slowly let go of his hand, his brows and eyes were full of sorrow, "I'm sorry..."

She thought that Song Ci would not blame her for his understanding of justice, but she was naive.

"I..." The familiar pain swept over his body, Song Ci's face turned pale, and he walked out with all his strength. As soon as he walked out the door, he couldn't use any more strength and fell to the ground with a slap.

The fallen leaves in the courtyard fluttered down on her face, and her eyes were in a trance. Before falling into the darkness, she saw Shen Qingluo with a flustered expression appearing above her.

There was only one thought in her mind, it was over...

"Song Imperial Physician... Song Imperial Physician..."

Shen Qingluo's voice was full of tears, urging the maid to call the imperial physician, but she stubbornly wanted to pull Song Ci up, but her hands and feet were weak and she couldn't use much strength. After several attempts, she exhausted her strength, and she fell down with grief Sitting on the ground, hugging Song Ci in his arms, weeping uncontrollably.

Physician Song with old arms and old legs was almost carried over by the guards. Seeing Shen Qingluo's appearance, he almost thought that Song had resigned. His heart skipped a beat, and his trembling hands rested on Song Ci's pulse. Shen Qingluo took a few deep breaths. Only after taking a deep breath, he could barely swallow the cry, and stared intently at Doctor Song.

Physician Song's expression changed several times, after a long time, he withdrew his hand, Shen Qingluo took the opportunity to ask hastily: "Do you have a way to detoxify?"

"My minister is incompetent, but the main reason for Mr. Song's sudden fainting is not just because of the strange poison," Song Taiyi couldn't help sighing in his heart. He thought it was a golden marriage between a man and a woman, but he didn't want to. It's a daughter...

In this way, it makes sense for Mr. Song to resist the marriage...

This is the only blood left by the old friend in the world, if he can help, it is better to help, anyway, this old bone of his does not have many days to live.He sighed lowly, looking at Shen Qingluo with a hint of apology, "Mr. Song is suffering from a hidden illness, so I'm afraid he won't be able to share the same room with the princess. This marriage..."

He didn't finish his sentence, but he believed that Shen Qingluo had already understood that this was not a good marriage, even the Holy One would not agree to it.

"How is this possible?" Shen Qingluo opened his eyes wide, and asked suspiciously: "Physician Song, did you misdiagnose?"

"My minister is [-]% sure," the imperial physician Song vowed, and Shen Qingluo stopped wanting to find another imperial physician to verify it.

This series of questions came one after another, Shen Qingluo could barely bear it, she managed to calm down and said: "It's okay, I don't mind, I hope the imperial physician will keep this matter a secret, don't tell my brother."

After she finished speaking, she lowered her head to avoid the scrutiny of Song Taiyi, looked at Song Ci who was sleeping, her brows and eyes were as quiet as water and she didn't know what happened. I feel sad, at present, the most important thing is the antidote."

Physician Song was stunned for a moment, he didn't know if Shen Qingluo understood what he meant, or he was just pretending to be confused.

He felt pity in his heart, but when his eyes touched the innocent Song Ci who was involved in the vortex, he ruthlessly stood up and cupped his hands and said: "I also ask the princess to forgive the sin, and I will tell the truth to the Holy Majesty."

"Song Tai