The princess pushes her close to a woman

The man in black had excellent lightness kungfu, he dodged left and right, and threw them off. Just looking at the direction of his escape, he was faintly heading towards the mansion to the east.

In the east, besides the mansion of Princess Jinghua, the female generation, there are also the mansions of King Qing and King Ling.

Looking at the place where the man in black disappeared, Chen Gou's face was gloomy. He couldn't think of anyone else except King Qing, who was narrow-minded and narrow-minded. Be careful.

The conversation in that room was very pleasant, and they talked until the moon was full in the atrium before Shen Baizhi got up and went back.

The two shared a carriage. The spacious and luxurious carriage was not crowded, but it was a little stuffy. As soon as Song Ci raised his hand to touch the curtain of the carriage, Shen Baizhi slapped him back with a round fan.

"Sit down and don't move."

Song Ci couldn't help looking at Shen Baizhi, seeing that she had a serious expression, and she didn't seem to be joking, so he gave up and just fanned himself with his sleeve.

Shen Baizhi looked at her for a while, then covered her lips and smiled softly, "You are so obedient, you are a good candidate for a face."

Song Ci was stunned for a moment, if it wasn't Shen Qingluo's aunt who was speaking, she would definitely be going back with sarcasm.

"I'm quite curious. Mingze said you have a hidden disease, but is it true?"

Shen Baizhi frowned slightly, she couldn't figure it out, if a man had blood, how could he be so obedient?But if he is not bloody, why doesn't he bow his knees like an eunuch, or else he would be gloomy and gloomy due to his own flaws, how could he be so handsome, Zhilan Yushu?

Song Ci glanced at her and didn't speak. She really couldn't figure it out. As an elder, how could the dignified and elegant Shen Baizhi act like a street woman?

"Is it or is it not?" Seeing that she was silent, Shen Baizhi couldn't help chasing after her.

"No comment."

Although Song Ci wasn't angry, he still had an attitude of rejecting others thousands of miles away. Shen Baizhi saw it and felt a little dissatisfied in his heart. If he said that the last moment was a joke, this moment he was a little more serious, "This matter It is related to Qing Luo's life, I am her elder, how can I not know?"

If Shen Baizhi was really so pedantic, he wouldn't have helped her to this extent, so Song Ci didn't take her words to heart, but lowered his voice and said, "We stayed in Pingnan Palace for a long time today, but there was no movement. , I guess it failed."

Shen Baizhi looked at her with a half-smile, while Song Ci's eyes were calm, without guilt.

The two looked at each other for a while, Shen Baizhi saw that she was so stubborn, so she gave up asking, and said indifferently: "It's not a failure, my palace ordered him to go to Prince Qing's residence."

Blame King Qing?Song Ci was a little surprised, she thought that the Holy Lord couldn't bear to kill him long ago, but after thinking about it, it seemed that she hadn't heard the news of King Qing's death.

"It's a long story. You just need to know that King Pingnan once colluded with Huasha Palace, but the incident was revealed and blamed on King Qing. And he is guilty and suspicious. If he finds out the whereabouts of the assassin, he will definitely suspect that King Qing found out." If you know the clues, and King Qing is a gloomy and narrow-minded person, he will be punished, if you know that he is pretending to be sick, even if he is just sleeping, you should make a complaint to the Holy Majesty, and punish him for the serious crime of deceiving the king."

"He can't sit still..." Shen Baizhi waved her round fan and smiled uncontrollably, "You also finished your work in the same way, and then ran to Prince Qing's Mansion."

Song Ci nodded, recalling what happened last year, and had some guesses in his heart.

"Are you still going to the palace tonight?" Shen Baizhi suddenly asked, without waiting for Song Ci's answer, she said again: "If you are going, get off here."

Song Ci went of course, she hasn't explained to Shen Qingluo yet, if she is suddenly absent tonight, she will definitely worry.

She thanked Shen Baizhi for her kindness and got out of the car.All the people who followed tonight were credible people, and she didn't have to worry about revealing her identity.

Today Song resigned later than usual, Shen Qingluo hadn't seen her for a long time, and was afraid that something might happen to her, even though he was sitting peacefully in Jinghua Palace, his heart had already gone outside.

So much so that when she appeared, Shen Qingluo hugged her full.

Facing Song Ci who was obediently held by her, Shen Qingluo's heart was so sweet that she couldn't even complain in a strict tone.

She pouted slightly, and in Song Ci's eyes, she was only cute, "Song Ci, why are you here so late? I miss you so much..."

"It's too late? Then I won't come tomorrow."

As soon as the words fell, Shen Qingluo took advantage of the situation and grabbed the soft flesh around her waist, raised her brows, and said fiercely: "How dare you, if you don't come to me, who do you want to find?"

"It hurts, it hurts, my lady let go..."

She didn't use much strength, but seeing Song Ci begging for mercy with a bitter face, and because of the long-lost address, she blushed and let go.

Song Ci took the opportunity to hold her hands firmly, and his affectionate look made Shen Qingluo almost think that she was possessed by some disciple.

The shame in her heart became more and more intense. She couldn't help turning her head to avoid Song Ci's scorching gaze, and found her voice with difficulty, "How about another day? My wound still hurts a bit."

"Huh? What are you doing another day?" Song Ci pretended to be puzzled, "I just want to tell you, my lady, that tomorrow night I really..."

Shen Qingluo turned her head and stared at her with shame, Song Ci paused, facing murderous eyes, and continued: "I won't come, maybe I won't come the night after tomorrow, I have something to do."

"What's the matter?" Shen Qingluo smiled coldly, raised her hand to untie her belt, and pushed her onto the bed.

Song Ci couldn't care less about the question and answer, and hurriedly snatched back his belt, while persuading him earnestly: "Qing Luo, you haven't recovered from your injuries, so don't mess around."

With his hands empty, Shen Qingluo simply stopped his movements, took a deep breath, and said in a soft tone: "Song Jun, obediently go and lie down, don't move."

Song Ci's heart was about to move, but her reason was obviously superior, so she shook her head resolutely.

"Be obedient, go quickly," Shen Qingluo gritted his teeth, the gentleness on his face was almost unstoppable, Song Ci could also see it, and he was reluctant to lie down.

Shen Qingluo followed closely to the couch, bent down, raised her hand and knocked off the hand protecting her waist, and untied her belt with a cold face.

Song Ci didn't dare to move, and let her take off her robe, but Shen Qingluo didn't take it off again, but pinched her robe into a mess in his hand, and threw it on her face.

The faint fragrance of orchids entered his nostrils, neither his own nor Shen Qingluo's, Song Ci hurriedly brushed away the ball and sat up, and heard Shen Qingluo annoyed: "I haven't settled the score with you yet, you are going to leave it behind." I, too much!"

"That should be the smell of your imperial aunt. I haven't gotten close to any woman..."

"I know, otherwise I will settle accounts with you as soon as you get started!" Shen Qingluo said angrily.

Song Ci couldn't help laughing, "Since you know, why do you still settle accounts with me?"

This reminded Shen Qingluo, she thought of the hair she saw in the script today, although the short hair was dry and dull, it was obviously not Song Ci's.

"I saw a piece of broken hair in the notebook you gave me today. What are you talking about? That hair is not yours, and it cannot be my imperial aunt's."

"How is this possible?" Song Ci looked at her suspiciously, "Qing Luo, don't frame me, I am very innocent."

Shen Qingluo snorted coldly, and said with a look of disgust: "If it's not disgusting, throw it away, I'll bring it here for you to see."

Song Ci looked at her and was silent for a while, then said helplessly, "Qing Luo, I really don't know what's going on..."

The hair quality was extremely bad, and it was obvious that it had not been maintained. At that time, Shen Qingluo took a quick look and came to a conclusion: There are many poor people in the bookstore to read, and the hair must have fallen in the bookstore.

Bringing it up at this time was just to embarrass Song Ci on purpose.

Now, the goal has been achieved, Shen Qingluo accepted it as soon as he saw it, and said in a relaxed tone: "Then tell me, why don't you come over tomorrow night?"

How could Song Ci dare to tell her that he was going to Pingnan Palace to kill people, and he was not good at lying, so he had to remain silent.

She still didn't say anything, Shen Qingluo rubbed her temples, feeling extremely exhausted physically and mentally.

She was trapped in this deep palace wall and couldn't get out, and she couldn't worry about the person next to the pillow outside the wall. She couldn't lie to herself if she pushed away the short-lived, or like-looking happiness in front of her, there were too many powerless things Helplessness weighs heavily on me...

Song Ci got up from the couch, held her face in his hands, his slightly cool lips fell gently on his forehead, feeling pity from the bottom of his heart, Shen Qingluo trembled unconsciously, and when he looked up at her again, the crystal clear was already wet Long eyelashes, "Song Ci, what should I do? If you don't hide it from me, I'm worried. If you don't hide it from me, I'll be even more worried..."

"Qing Luo, it would be great if you cared less about me."

Song Ci sighed lowly, if Qing Luo didn't care about her, he wouldn't care about her and cause chaos, and he wouldn't be cautious and frightened, fearing that she would be as fragile as glass and easily broken.

However, Qing Luoruo has a temperament like Shen Baizhi's, and she is not pretending to be indifferent and alienated to her son-in-law, she is afraid that she will be sad.

She doesn't like Shen Baizhi, but some people like...

When Hua Jianyi was awake, she missed the heartless and vicious Shen Baizhi all the time.

The thought of wanting to be entangled with her is like wildly growing grass, and like a bone-biting poison. The more painful the body is, the more excited the soul is. I wish I could pull that person into the abyss immediately. No matter whether I love or hate, I will sink with her. .

Shen Baizhi hated Hua Jianyi, the madman who coveted her openly, every time she saw the undisguised burning possessiveness in her eyes, her stomach would be turned upside down like fire, and she wanted to vomit it out together with her internal organs.

At the same time, there was Shen Jiao's disgusted eyes, and the most insulting words roared in her mind. She is an incomparably noble eldest princess, and it is a great shame for a witch like Hua Jianyi to take care of her.

The closer he was to the dark room where Shen Jiao was imprisoned, the colder Shen Baizhi's body became, and the gentle and indifferent smile gradually froze, leaving only a cool curve on his lips.

Standing at the iron gate at an unhurried pace, the guard beside him quickly opened the door and retreated to the side.

Shen Baizhi raised her foot and stepped in, with a loud crash, Hua Jianyi stood up from the ground, staggered towards her dragging the heavy iron chain anklet, the light in her eyes turned into scorching joy, "Bai Zhi, my family is finally waiting for you!" ..."

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