The princess pushes her close to a woman

The bed shook slightly, and the hanging plain white gauze fluttered down, covering the face of the person in front of him, leaving only a hazy figure, as if in the clouds.

Song Ci never thought that she would be pushed away by Shen Qingluo, she froze for a moment, the smile froze on her lips, she stared blankly at Shen Qingluo inside the curtain, a little at a loss.

The next moment, Shen Qingluo opened the curtain from the inside, looked at her with a smile, her clear eyes were like Sheng Xinghe, and her tone couldn't hide her surprise, she said: "Song Ci, I didn't expect you to come. "

She thought that Leng Xiang had hallucinations because of missing her too much.

Sad and happy at the same time, Song Ci was a little dazed, nodded, and saw Shen Qingluo pulling her sleeve in a panic again, with apologetic eyes, "Song Ci, don't get me wrong, I just feel a little unwell, I didn't push you on purpose."

At that moment, her back was hurting and her mind was muddled, so she pushed Song Ci away completely instinctively.

She raised her head, and the bruise on her neck was sudden and dazzling. Song Ci also panicked, raised her hand and stroked, "Did the assassin hurt you last night?"

Shen Qingluo hummed lightly, she didn't want to say anything more to Song Ci because the wall has ears.

Besides, the old woman is a mortal person, so it doesn't make any sense to tell Song Ci. She believes that the assassination has nothing to do with Song Ci, and also believes that Song Ci will not blame her for killing the old woman.

May be angry?Shen Qingluo pursed her lips and smiled lightly, coaxing her to be fine.

Song Ci felt a sudden pain in his heart, but he also understood that taking Shen Qingluo away at this moment, all his plans would be overturned.

"Qing Luo, I'm sorry, I'll come to accompany you in the evening, don't refuse."

She spoke softly, like the voice of a hundred flowers blooming in spring, Shen Qingluo's heart was filled with sweetness at once, and she couldn't bear to refuse, but she had to shake her head cruelly, "Aci, the rumors you heard are all true, I……"

In an instant, she returned to the predicament she was facing, her throat tightened suddenly, as if reliving the feeling of suffocation from last night, "I'm going... to marry someone else."

The arm hurt from being squeezed, Song Ci lowered his eyebrows, Shen Qingluo's eyes were red, full of reluctance and sadness, "Song Jun, you have to be good, don't miss me any more in the future, forget... me."

"Qing Luo, don't worry, I won't let you marry that guy."

Song Ci held Shen Qingluo's arm tightly. Shen Qingluo felt the pain and trembled unconsciously, but he didn't push her away again.

The maids outside discussed the issue of the ownership of the gold leaf, stood up again, calmed down and heard a faint conversation in the inner hall, which was not clear.

Several people exchanged glances, a tall court lady raised her foot to go inside, Song Ci quickly let go of Shen Qingluo, and hid behind the pillar carved with the pattern of phoenix Yu Fei.

As soon as she hid it, the maid came in, her surprise disappeared in a flash, she saluted Shen Qingluo and said, "I don't know what your Highness wants to order?"

She didn't see the second person, so she thought that the voice you couldn't hear was Shen Qingluo calling them something.

"There was a lot of panic last night. You must be sleepy too. There is nothing left or right in this palace, so you go back and rest. Just leave one person guarding outside the palace gate."

Shen Qingluo had a gentle expression, and said unhurriedly.

The maid was overjoyed, thanked her and went out to deliver the news to the outsiders.

There is such a good thing?Naturally some people didn't believe it, but before they could figure it out, Shen Qingluo put on a robe and walked out, repeating the words again.

How can His Highness not leave someone to take care of him?Some people think too much and don't want to go down. If the stewards above complain that they neglect and despise the master, they may lose their lives.

"I also need to rest, so there is no need to keep anyone to take care of it," Shen Qingluo explained patiently, "Just leave one person guarding outside the hall, and someone will come and tell me."

With no worries, those maids discussed with the maid at the door to change shifts.

There were plenty of ice in the hall, and it was as cool as spring and autumn, and it was hot outside the hall. The maid forgot about Song Ci who was in the side hall, and happily went back to escape the summer heat, and was going to take a break before coming to replace this person.

"Song Ci, there's no need to hide."

Shen Qingluo returned to the dormitory, and pulled Song Ci out of the pillar behind him with crooked eyebrows.

"Qing Luo, it's getting late, I should go to the Palace of Mental Cultivation to look for Princess Wanyi to leave the palace." Song Ci reluctantly, staring at Shen Qingluo, refused to take a step.

"Okay," Shen Qingluo paused, raised her hand to smooth her frowning brows, and said with a choked voice: "Song Jun, you and I are done, don't come here again. Find a place with beautiful mountains, clear waters, and simple folk customs to live well , no matter how married you are, I wish you and your husband will live together forever..."

Every sentence is like a sharp knife stabbed in the heart, and the separation from Song Ci is like a pain on the skin.

"Qing Luo, you believe me... I really won't let you marry Chen Ge. I have a plan with Princess Wanyi. You just need to wait in the palace for me to marry you." Song Ci didn't Her tone was up and down, she was as calm as ever, but the firmness and sincerity between her brows seemed to have a well-thought-out look, and she said loudly: "I will never lie to you, Qing Luo."

These are the words of Song Ci, who is flexible, elegant, clear and cultivated like a bamboo. Shen Qingluo can't show any hesitation. There are still tears in the corners of her eyes, but she is smiling happily, "Okay, I'll wait for you to marry me."

Song Ci gently wiped the moisture from the corners of her eyes with his fingertips, and said softly: "I'm leaving, you can sleep a little longer, remember to ask someone to leave a window for me at night."

"You really want to come?" Shen Qingluo's eyes lit up, but soon dimmed again, and said unhappy: "Forget it, don't come, there was an assassin in the palace last night, and now the slightest disturbance will It's too risky to attract a large number of palace guards."

"It's okay, I'll be fine if I'm careful."

Although Song Ci has a gentle temperament, she can change some of her decisions for Shen Qingluo, but when it comes to Shen Qingluo's safety, she stubbornly refuses to give in.

We haven't seen each other for almost a month or two, and Shen Qingluo is also reluctant to part with Song Ci, so he didn't argue with her too much, put his token in her palm, and said earnestly: "Remember, if you are accidentally discovered by the imperial army, don't resist. Take it out, just say it's my order, and they shouldn't make things difficult for you."

"Okay," Song Ci saw her serious expression, as if she was talking about something important, she smiled a little deeper, and joked: "Aren't you afraid that I will empty your mansion with it?"

It seemed that it was the first time he heard Song Ci joking with him, Shen Qingluo was happy to cooperate, pretending to be fierce and said: "As you like, my mansion includes me, if you leave behind, I can't spare you."

"I just don't know where Song Jun is going to move me?" She raised her hand suddenly, and lightly touched Song Ci's heart with her jade finger stained with Koudan. There was a faint charm in her bright eyes that touched her heartstrings just right, Song Ci couldn't help but Her heart beat violently, she took a step back, and she chased after her again, with a bit of grievance mixed in her soft and charming voice, "Song Jun, why don't you speak, isn't it here?"

Song Ci was forced to retreat, he had no choice but to throw away his shame, closed his eyes as if death was at home, and said, "Yes."

Her tone raised unconsciously, which startled Shen Qingluo, and then seeing her red face, she couldn't help laughing for a while, and the charm disappeared immediately.

Song Ci opened his eyes when he heard the sound, and saw that she was laughing so hard that she almost couldn't stand, almost bumping into the landscape screen on one side, so she quickly reached out and grabbed her, and said helplessly, "Is it that funny?"

Shen Qingluo nodded honestly, not only didn't hold back, but smiled more cheerfully, with two small canine teeth protruding quietly, cute and tight.

"So, you can laugh," Song Ci also laughed, with the love in his eyes undisguised, and pulled her to the bedside, "It's getting late, I'm leaving first."

Seeing that she was not angry, Shen Qingluo dismissed the maid at the door for her and let her leave.

Returning to the Hall of Mental Cultivation by the same route, Hong Xiu and all the maids were still waiting outside the hall. As soon as Song Ci walked over, Hong Xiu handed her a token to leave the palace, and said kindly: "Your Highness wants you to go to Suqiao in the south of the city." Buy some rice paper from the bookstore and send it to Mr. Xin, you should go back quickly."

Presumably the Holy Majesty was seriously injured, Shen Baizhi couldn't get away, Song Ci's heart sank, and Ye Mingyu would return to the capital in a month at most.

What if the Holy One is afraid of causing trouble and keeps people guarding in Huangcheng?

It seems that she needs to think of other ways in advance, she was very thoughtful, and after walking two steps, a maid chased after her with a bamboo umbrella in her hand, and said happily: "Let's go back together, sister Hongxiu is worried that you don't know the way. "

Song Ci often walked the road in the palace when he was a child, how could he not know it?She smiled and said nothing.

The maid was still very enthusiastic, she chattered endlessly along the way, Song Ci occasionally responded a few words, when she got outside the palace and got into the carriage, she let Song Ci go and talked to the coachman outside through the curtain of the carriage.

The coachman was also sweet-mouthed, his sister was long and his sister was short, and the maid coaxed her into a coquettish smile. If she hadn't worried about the face of the eldest princess's mansion, she would have lifted the curtain that was in the way.

The carriage stopped at the door of the bookstore, and the maid wanted to accompany Song Ci down, but Song Ci refused.The bookstore was fully stocked with pens, inks, papers and inkstones. Books from past dynasties filled the huge room. Song Ci walked around a few times, bought some paper at random, and picked out a few more books, and paid the bill together.

When I was taking it into the car, the maid saw it and didn’t talk to the driver, so I grabbed it and insisted on reading it, but she couldn’t read, so she grabbed Song Ci’s arm and begged, “Good sister, you can do it. Come on, tell me about it."

Song Ci only had physical contact with Shen Qingluo, and when she suddenly leaned over, his body stiffened, and he quickly pulled out his arms and said, "Speak well, don't pull me."

As she spoke, she got up and distanced herself from her, and then began to read.

Her voice is cold and her words are clear. Listening to her read the story unhurriedly, it feels like being in a mountain far away from the hustle and bustle. People are intoxicated.

After a while, the maid unconsciously moved her buttocks and followed her. The strong fragrance was so strong that Song Ci couldn't read anymore, and said euphemistically: "Don't get too close to me, it's not convenient for me to turn the pages, sit over there." Just put it on."

Song Ci pointed to the opposite side, and the maid moved to the side and said, "I still want to see the illustration, but the opposite side is too far away."

Seeing this, Song Ci couldn't say anything more, unexpectedly, after a while, the maid not only leaned over again, but also lay on her shoulder.

She listened with gusto, Song Ci was too lazy to say anything else, closed the book, and stood up with a cold expression.

The maid had nothing to rely on, and was in the carriage again, almost fell down, and glared at Song Ci angrily, "Who is it, just know a few words, what's so great, just forget it if you don't want to read it, why bother to give it to others?" Shake your face?"

Hearing what she said, Song Ci didn't say a word, it's great not to have to read anymore, she really doesn't like to get too close to people.

The coachman said a few words about Song Ci through the curtain of the car, but Song Ci didn't respond, but the maid answered, and the two sang and belittled Song Ci, but she was completely indifferent, as if she didn't hear it.

The carriage arrived at the back door, and after the maid got out of the carriage, Song Ci jumped down with the things in her arms, and the maid suddenly became warm again, as if the person who pointed at Song Ci's nose and scolded just now was not her, "This I just talked all the way, I don't know what my sister's name is, and where does she work?"

Song Ci didn't know what she was going to do, looked up at her, and said lightly, "Why are you asking this?"

The maid naturally wouldn't tell her that she wanted to find someone she knew well to trip her up, and said with a smile that the two hit it off, and if they worked together, they could take care of each other.

"Thank you for your kindness, no need." Song Ci said casually, turned and left.

"Bah, don't you think that if you don't tell me, I won't be able to find out?" The maid's complexion suddenly changed, her eyes stared at Song Ci's back with resentment, and she cursed: "How dare you despise me, auntie, how many people do you know?" The writing is amazing? Sooner or later, I will let you know how powerful my aunt is!"

"That's right, sister, you are very powerful," the driver beside him echoed, but his face was a little absent-minded. He glanced around and dragged her into the depths of the car shed...

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-06-2821:12:45~2020-06-3000:56:14期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 46 bottles of sweetness; 21 bottles of radish seedlings in the Mingjiao radish field;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!