The princess pushes her close to a woman

The willows are blowing on the shore, and the cool breeze slowly passes through the drooping branches and leaves, blowing the sparkling water on the lake, reflecting the endless blue sky and white clouds.

Song Ci was pulled by Shen Qingluo, and slowly stepped on the smooth jade-like bluestone slab, and occasionally raised his hand to brush the green silk and green willows hanging in front of him, and then he could see the sunlight pouring in, gentle but not glaring.

On the banks of the willows, there are not only tourists with umbrellas coming and going, but also elegant scholars in large Confucian robes fishing leisurely, with experience and wisdom inadvertently revealed in their piercing eyes.

Shen Qingluo wanted to play on the boat, but his eyes didn't stay on these people.

It's just that they came a bit late, and all the boats have been rented out.

Shen Qingluo then set her sights on the boat. The boatman was quite proficient in propping the boat, but she was a little worried about capsizing because of its wobbly appearance.

Standing by the ferry, he was hesitant.

Song Ci once practiced martial arts under the waterfall in the back mountain of Ci'en Temple, and he knew Fushui, but he was not proficient.

If an accident happened, she might not be able to protect Shen Qingluo, so she suggested to look elsewhere.

There are also seven or eight wooden bridges built on the shore of Dongjing Lake, which can lead to the pavilion in the middle of the lake.

Wind chimes hang from the four corners of the cornices and sway, and there are stone tables and benches for rest and enjoy the cool.

When two or three people gather in a pavilion, they can recite poems, play the qin and play music in pairs, drink and drink to escape the summer heat and enjoy the cool air, and the refreshing fragrance of lotus comes faintly.

They went to the gazebo in the middle of the lake, surrounded by blue lotus, although the lotus had already bloomed, there were lotus pods standing in it.

Song Ci searched around, found a few lotus pods with their heads down, picked them back and gave them to Shen Qingluo to eat.

She peeled off the thin green skin one by one, revealing the white and tender flesh, put them in Shen Qingluo's palm, and motioned her to taste them.

Shen Qingluo's eyes lit up, although she liked Zhi An, she couldn't do the indecent act of eating in broad daylight.She smiled at Song Ci, wrapped them up in a handkerchief and put them away, then dragged her to watch the singing and dancing on the distant painting boat.

"Song Ci, look quickly!"

Suddenly, a fat fish jumped out of the lake, splashing a string of water splashes in mid-air. Shen Qingluo grabbed Song Ci's arm excitedly, stared straight at the water surface, and couldn't hide his excitement in his tone, "Can you fish?"

Hearing this, Song Ci looked over leisurely, and said calmly: "Amitabha, monks don't kill..."

"Song Ci!" Shen Qingluo gritted her teeth, terribly anxious, "Don't fool me with that trick, do you know it or not?"

Song Ci was not sure, but it seemed easy, "It should be possible, right?"

"Then let's go fishing, shall we? If we catch a fish, we can take it back and let the kitchen cook fresh fish soup, how about we replenish your body?"

Shen Qingluo looked at her excitedly, her clear eyes were shining brightly, full of anticipation.

"Is it good or not?" Song Ci raised her hand and stretched out her white and slender hand out of the gazebo. Under the sunlight, she looked at her hand and asked leisurely, "Qing Luo, my Are your hands nice?"

Shen Qingluo didn't know why she suddenly asked this question, after being confused for a moment, she still said truthfully and happily: "Song Jun's hands are very beautiful, delicate and smooth, the joints are well-proportioned and beautiful."

Song Ci nodded in satisfaction, with a smile in her eyes, she said: "If that's the case, then I won't be fishing anymore. How can I touch the bait with my hand?"

"Ah?" Shen Qingluo's smile froze on his face, he was stunned for a while, and then laughed again, "Alright, then I won't go fishing."

Song Ci hummed seriously, went back to the stone bench and sat down, raised his eyes inadvertently, and caught a glimpse of the other side of the wooden bridge, Zhao Zimo, dressed in white, leading a few men who also held folding fans from the shore.

"Qing Luo, Concubine Zhao has come over."

Shen Qingluo was startled, "Song Ci, stop him quickly, he saw me during the wedding..."

Last year in Ruanxianglou, Shen Qingluo was sure that Zhao Zimo didn't know her in men's clothing because they had never had close contact with her, and they seldom met each other.

Because the late emperor always locked her in confinement when she was alive, she took the opportunity to go out of the palace and was always stopped by Chen Ge, who was the commander of the imperial guards at that time.Until her imperial brother Shen Mingze came to the throne, she left the palace to open the mansion, and because she hated Shen Jiao and Zhao Zimo, she seldom went to Wanyi's mansion.And Zhao Zimo is used to lingering in the flowers, so he doesn't stay in the mansion very much, and he has never met each other.

On the day of the wedding, Zhao Zimo and Shen Baizhi saw her and Xuan Yi who was pretending to be Song Ci, and insisted that "Song Ci" was a woman, forcing "Song Ci" to humiliate and test her body in public.

Fortunately, he was so focused on the wind, flowers, snow and moon, his mind was not very bright, seeing that "Song Ci" was a man, he walked away in despair before the banquet.

But this time, if they ran into the two of them at the same time, I would probably have to think too much...

"Okay, you rest, I'll stop him."

After Song Ci finished speaking, she got up and wanted to leave, but Shen Qingluo held her nervously, and said worriedly: "Have you ever beaten me?"

"Do not worry."

She looked relaxed, comforted Shen Qingluo, and walked over quickly.

"Dare to ask the girl, is there something wrong?"

Zhao Zimo looked at the woman standing in front of him, feeling secretly proud, he never thought that the beautiful woman would be so infatuated that she chased him here, she looked familiar, but she couldn't remember it.

It's just that it shouldn't be. There are too many gentle and charming women in the world. This kind of woman who is as cold as the moon and has excellent looks should never forget it with her photographic memory.

"You don't recognize me?"

Seeing the strangeness flashing past in his eyes, Song Ci frowned slightly, a little puzzled, could it be that Qing Luo said that on the day of the wedding, he recognized Qing Luo, not Xuan Yi pretending to be himself?

Before Zhao Zimo could answer, the people around him crossed their shoulders and looked at each other with a smile, and said to Song Ci frivolously, "Brother Zhao has a lot of confidante friends, how can I remember you as a beauty? Why don't you look at our brothers, but Is there anything you like?"

"Don't be rude, my lady." Zhao Zimo glanced at them, and bowed deeply to Song Ci, "They are used to being frivolous, I hope the girl doesn't mind, I will apologize to you for them."

Song Ci pursed her lips and smiled, her tone was so flat that it was almost cold, she said sarcastically: "No need, if you are real gentlemen, why don't you just stop here?"

"What do you mean, beauty?" One person said, and another person echoed: "The gazebo is not yours, why can't we go there?"

Song Ci knew that these people were scoundrels, otherwise he would not have known that there were only two women in the pavilion and did not know how to avoid suspicion, and also knew that Zhao Zimo was a hypocrite, if he didn't want to make things worse, he could take advantage of it.

Thinking in this way, she turned her eyes to Zhao Zimo again, and said: "My sister and I came here first, and my sister is resting. As a gentleman, Mr. Zhao should understand the difference between men and women. Why don't you take your friends there?" Play elsewhere?"

"It's natural, but I don't know the girl's name yet?" Zhao Zimo nodded his head in a sensible manner, but he didn't take a step back, but pretended to be polite: "Will I have the honor to swim with the girl?"

Really thick-skinned, Song Ci knew what he was thinking, felt disgusted in his heart, and didn't want to talk nonsense with him anymore, frowned, and said bluntly: "If you rascals take another step forward, I will throw you into the lake to take a bath .”

At worst, if things get serious, she just sneaks away with Shen Qingluo, and with her kung fu, she will never be chased by anyone.

"Girl, why are you talking so rudely?" Zhao Zimo frowned, looking at Song Ci with some disapproval, and the people behind him laughed wildly, ignoring Song Ci's threat at all.

One of them pushed away Zhao Zimo, came to Song Ci, looked at her with explicit eyes, and said with disdain: "What can a pretty girl like you do? Take three steps and pant, I'm afraid you won't be able to break free even if I hold you in my arms. "

"is it?"

Song Ci felt his hands were dirty even beating him, so he kicked him into the lake, ignoring the thumping sound in her ears, she looked at the few people calmly and said, "Can you go?"

Seeing her swift movements, Zhao Zimo thought that she also knew some martial arts, but he didn't know how good her skills were. Although he was a little scared for a while, he decided to stay by chance.

The dandies behind him are domineering because of their status. They have never been the only ones who bully others. They have never learned a lesson. They thought that their companions had fallen, but they had no time to guard against them and rushed towards Song Ci without thinking.

After a while, one by one they jumped up in the water like dumplings. Zhao Zimo was taken aback and ran away.

Song Ci saw the servants brought by those people on the shore running over, smiled, turned around and jumped a few times, and came to Shen Qingluo, "Qing Luo, we can't play anymore, let's go?"

Without waiting for Shen Qingluo's answer, she hugged Shen Qingluo, jumped down from the gazebo, stepped on lotus leaves as if walking on flat ground, and quickly disappeared to the other side of the lake.

Being hugged by her, Shen Qingluo could only feel the wind whistling in his ears, but he felt extremely at ease, obediently buried his head in front of her chest and never raised his head until Song Ci said he was safe, before he dared to show his face.

"Today is really exciting," Shen Qingluo blushed, leaning on Song Ci's arms, looking at her with a smile, and there was a faint feeling in his eyes that he still had something to say.

"Don't you feel sorry for being disturbed by that guy?" Song Ci lowered his head slightly, and kissed her forehead lightly.

Shen Qingluo shook his head, his voice was also full of smiles, "Song Ci, let's go back."

She doesn't feel regretful, if she has regrets, it's because she didn't enjoy being carried by Song Ci...

To be on the safe side, after discussing with each other, the two went to a clothing store to buy new clothes, and found an inn to change into.

Shen Qingluo went back to the mansion first, and Song Ci waited until night before sneaking in from the high wall outside the Sheng Pavilion and sneaking into Shen Qingluo's bedroom.

She was so familiar that even she couldn't help but touch her forehead. When she told Shen Qingluo what was in her heart, Shen Qingluo couldn't help laughing, "Song Jun, don't think too much. In my heart, you are still the upright and upright Song Jun."

Angrily, Song Ci got up to leave, but Shen Qingluo quickly grabbed her and coaxed her: "Mr. Song, you have no choice but to be wronged for a while. When the dust settles, I will ask Brother Huang to resign and return to the fief. At that time, everything is up to you, how you want to enter my bedroom, how to enter, it is up to you."

Song Ci couldn't laugh or cry, and his heart was so warm. It's a good thing that Qing Luo is not a man, otherwise, like in the playbook, the coaxed rich lady will abandon her parents, glory and wealth, and elope with her...

作者有话要说：术业有专攻，赵子末的专业在于撩妹做渣男上面……感谢在2020-07-1113:08:47~2020-07-1213:24:01期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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