The princess pushes her close to a woman

The matter was really as Song Ci thought, and it was even more serious, because... as night fell, Shen Baizhi never returned home.

Song Ci changed into black clothes, took the scriptures bought during the day and his own book of war with him, and slipped into the palace without a sound.

The slightly flickering candlelight slowly dyed the warm yellow of the room, filling the Jinghua Palace under the night. At this moment, this tall and majestic palace is not as daunting as it was in the daytime, but warm as if she had seen it from Shen Qingluo before. The years are long, and the sweetness accumulates in the bottom layer of her heart. She can't help curling her lips, and her smile is slightly rippling, making her whole body soft and cold.

She avoided the patrolling palace guards and sneaked to the window. Both windows were not closed. Looking into the hall, the glazed lamps were burning quietly. Luo had already prepared for her arrival.

Miss Song, who was very polite on weekdays, seemed to be used to the thieves who turned over the window, so she jumped in with ease and went straight to the apse.

Unexpectedly, there was no beautiful woman on the couch, Song Cixin immediately lifted it up, carefully checked the lower room, and found that there were no traces of fighting or struggling, but a slight trace of rouge on the dressing table, a "wait The words instantly soothed her heart.

She took out the scripture book from her pocket, put it on the side of the table, took out the military book, and read it carefully.

But after turning six or seven pages, the footsteps of several people could be heard outside, as well as the faint voice of Mo Li.

Liang Zhu is not a good place to hide. If all those people come in, they will easily find her figure. Song Ci didn't have time to think about it, so he hid the book of war in his arms and put it under the bed.

Almost at the same moment, Shen Qingluo walked in, followed by Mo Li and two court ladies.

She raised her hand slightly, and the two maids from the left and the right respectfully undressed her. Mo Li boredly hugged the robe she had taken off, yawned, and looked around wildly. A stack of yellow leather covers attracts attention.

"what……"

Song Ci was in a bad mood, she forgot to hide the story book, and sure enough, the next moment, Mo Li pointed to the book and said, "Princess, you actually read this kind of miscellaneous book?"

"What?" Shen Qingluo was curious, walked over to pick it up, and was about to say that it wasn't mine, but swallowed it again, she blushed slightly, and seemed to emphasize: "Yes, I am, I am watching .”

I didn't expect Song Ci to come so soon, and even brought her a storybook...

"There's no need to wait, you all go down." Shen Qingluo said, pushing Mo Li out, "Li'er, you should go back and rest quickly."

Before Mo Li recovered from her surprise, she was directly pushed out of the inner hall. When she was about to walk out of the outer hall, she came back to her senses and ran back, startling Shen Qingluo who was about to call Song Ci out, "You ...Why are you back again?"

With a tone full of disgust, Mo Li stomped her feet angrily, "Princess, Li Er wants to stay and give you medicine!"

"No need, I don't need you tonight." The corners of Shen Qingluo's mouth rose, and the joy in his eyes was about to overflow.People who used to be terrified of applying medicine, now have three parts anticipation and seven parts pride in their tone, and Mo Li almost thinks that she has heard wrong.

"Princess, don't you want to escape?"

She looked like she couldn't believe it, and Shen Qingluo faintly became angry from embarrassment, and said impatiently: "Oh, why are you talking so much nonsense, hurry up, and let the palace guards drag you out if you don't leave."

She was still anxious to see Song Ci, so she didn't want to waste time with Li'er.

"No, no, this servant will leave immediately," Mo Li smiled coyly, waved her hands again and again, and trotted away just like when she came.

With the lesson learned just now, Shen Qingluo followed slowly to the door of the inner hall, watched her walk out of the outer hall before turning around, and was about to open his lips to call someone out, when a dark shadow was crawling out from under the bed, "Song Ci?"

Song Ci paused, raised his head in embarrassment, reluctantly said: "It's me..."

The one who responded to her was Shen Qingluo with a smirk on his lips, bent down in front of her, and asked knowingly: "Song Jun, what are you doing?"

"Get out," Song Ci said indifferently, as if nothing had happened, she wanted to sneak out, but Shen Qingluo suddenly turned around and caught her.

The tip of the ear, which is as white as jade, is red, revealing that the master is trying to be indifferent. Shen Qingluo squatted down and approached a little bit, Song Ci dodged, and the red ear also turned away. Song Jun is so cute, she thought so, He raised his hand and gently stroked the earlobe that was about to bleed, the soft pink was hard to put down.

Song Ci was so ashamed, and before she could get enough of it, he grabbed her mischievous hand, and stopped talking, but Shen Qingluo pretended to be confused, she pursed her lips and said firmly for a while, "Qing Luo ,I want to go out."

The speed of speech is faster than before, I don't know if it is shame or anger.

This kind of opportunity to tease Song Ci was rarely encountered, so Shen Qingluo was not willing to do so, but he was afraid of offending her, so he reluctantly moved aside.

As the person being bullied, Song Ci was speechless, and Qing Luo seemed to be a little bit more wronged than her...

"Get up, what does it look like squatting here?"

Song Ci took out a handkerchief from his sleeve, wiped his hands, and pulled Shen Qingluo up.

Listening to her gentle and caring words, Shen Qingluo was in a good mood, squinted his eyes slightly, and took advantage of the situation to wrap his arms around Song Ci's waist, leaning into her arms.She smiled lazily like a Persian cat basking in the warm sun in the afternoon, with an indescribably comfortable feeling all over her body, "Song Jun says what he looks like, and I will follow you."

Hmm... Song Ci couldn't help but rubbed the center of his brows, feeling helpless, but the smile on his lips was much more honest than her own.

In the daytime, time is tight and there is no time to take care of it. At this moment, there is a lot of time to enjoy the warmth between the two after a long separation. No one has ever opened their mouths to break this warm moment. After embracing for a long time, Shen Qingluo let her go and went to the vanity mirror to take off her makeup , Song Ci also followed to help.

While helping her take the step, he said: "Qing Luo, did you go to see the Holy Majesty today? Did you see the Emperor's Aunt?"

I couldn't see Shen Baizhi in the mansion during the day, Song Ci intends to see her right now, the assassination of the Holy Majesty is a matter of great importance, it is related to whether or not to send troops to crusade, and it is even more related to Shen Qingluo, naturally the sooner we can discuss and come up with a countermeasure the better.

Hearing this, Shen Qingluo couldn't help worrying, and sighed softly, "Brother Huang is injured, I don't know when I will wake up..."

The emperor's brother was injured and unconscious, and the emperor's wife, a weak woman, not only had to manage the trivial matters in the palace, but also had to make false claims with the ministers who came to visit. The situation was really difficult. Even if there was a big resentment in her heart, it disappeared at this moment.

"Sister-in-law Huang has too many things to do, Aunt Huang...she helps take care of affairs in the palace, so I will help take Yu'er with her."

What Shen Qingluo didn't say was that He Ning was in charge of the palace affairs, and dealing with the cunning ministers was all done by the imperial aunt. Prestige.

"The Holy Majesty is the Ninth Five-Year Lord, and he is blessed by God. Don't worry, nothing will happen." Song Ci comforted in a warm voice, and while speaking, he removed the last luan hairpin from Shen Qingluo's head, and without restraint, the blue hair scattered like a waterfall , Docile and obedient around the waist.

Shen Qingluo was silent for a while, and didn't know how to respond to her for a moment. Compared to herself, the old woman from Huasha Palace seemed to hate the emperor's brother even more. She succeeded, but also hurt the foundation of her body.

Without three to five years of recuperation, it is difficult to return to normal.

Fortunately, her heart is like a mirror, knowing that it has nothing to do with Song Ci, not only did not anger her, but feared that she would feel guilty, she made up her mind to hide it, and even ordered Mo He to continue looking for Hua Wang after ordering someone to hunt down the old woman.

Others in Hua Sha Palace did not know that their young palace master was Song Ci, but Hua Wang knew about it. Shen Qingluo's murderous intent towards her became stronger and stronger.

She remained silent, with a frowned and thoughtful look, Song Ci was worried about her, and didn't mention going to see Shen Baizhi for a while.

It's just that she has always been clumsy in speaking, and besides Shen Qingluo, she has no enthusiasm for other people or things, and cannot empathize with them. She has tried her best to say those words, but she can't say any more words of comfort.

She could only quietly stay by Shen Qingluo's side, waiting for her to ease her mood. She believed that the wise Highness could do it.

"Don't mention this anymore," Shen Qingluo suddenly said, holding her hand tightly, and said with concern in his eyes: "A Ci, tell me about you, how are you doing at the Imperial Aunt's Mansion?"

It doesn't matter if she is selfish or ruthless, she admits it, after all, it is the truth, the emperor's brother is far less important in her heart than Song Ci.

In her heart, the person in front of her is the husband and wife she considers, the one she needs to care and cherish.

Song Ci lowered her eyes and looked at the two people holding hands, the warmth in her heart overflowed from the bottom of her eyes, and the brows seemed to suddenly meet the east wind and spring branches sprouted, she was very happy, she smiled lightly, "It's good, I don't have to worry about food and clothing. "

Shen Qingluo didn't agree, tugged at her sleeve, and said coquettishly: "I want to hear the details, Song Ci, don't be perfunctory to me!"

Song Ci, who has a solid eye, listened to her request, and from the day he entered the mansion, he took care of everything.

, eloquently.

Shen Qingluo didn't feel bored either, and listened carefully.When she was tired from sitting, he led her to the bed, or listened intently with her chin propped sideways, or leaned on her body to appreciate the delicate warmth of her lowered eyebrows and eyes. Even if she paused occasionally to think deeply, she felt very at ease.

But in some respects, Song Ci was not a flexible person, and because Shen Baizhi told her that Shen Qingluo would rather jump into the fire by herself than go to the battlefield, she would conceal her plan.

Between lovers, there is always endless talk, and the two of them are no exception. They talked until the moon outside shyly hid in the clouds, and the person in his arms breathed lightly and softly in his ears, as gentle and loving as the night.

It's just that Song Ci couldn't let her fall asleep, he pinched her face lightly, and said softly: "Qing Luo, how about going to bed after taking the medicine?"

Shen Qingluo was not yet in a deep sleep, she still had three points of consciousness in her heart but couldn't overcome the sleepiness, she groaned for a long time before grabbing Song Ci's hand in dissatisfaction and putting it on her back, "Here..."

"Where is the medicine?" Song Ci asked, Shen Qingluo's eyelids were heavy, but he fell asleep again.

It wasn't too much trouble to find the commonly used things. Song Ci arranged her well, and soon found a porcelain bottle. She knew some medical principles, opened it and smelled it, and found that there were some medicinal materials for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis inside, so she felt relieved.

Everything has been done between the two of them, Song Ci is not hypocritical, carefully opened Shen Qingluo's clothes, the bruises subsided a bit, the large bruises were particularly glaring, her eyes were drooping, and she blamed herself very much .

She thought that Shen Qingluo's behavior was the same, and she could even play tricks on her, so she was relieved, this was really inappropriate...

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