The imperial concubine, she murdered with beauty

Chapter 537

Qin Wanwan was frightened by herself, but Song Chen's eyes widened because of this unexpected surprise, and his smile grew wider, as if his chest was shaking.

"I just like it. I like it from the first time I saw it. I fell in love at first sight. I fell in love with it at first sight. Once I saw it, it lasted forever."

"Besides, you're not boring. You're the most interesting girl I've ever seen. You live a self-sufficient, chic life. You look lazy, but in fact you have a plan. You obviously don't have martial arts, but you have invincible tenacity. It's not funny, but The only one in the world, no one can replace it.”

In the world, only sincerity is the most touching. Song Chen's eyes clearly show his seriousness and liking, he really thinks so.

This is called sweet talk, but he really knows how to speak, with a glib tongue, and he feels that even dead people can talk about life.

The words are so sincere and so confusing, who can not be moved after hearing it?
Qin Wanwan didn't expect that she would be an ordinary person after all. She had nowhere to escape.

Obviously yesterday she was someone she could reject with just a single expression, but today she has tightly wrapped up her world, fighting drums and thundering, attacking the city and conquering the territory.

It is no longer a question of whether she refuses, but a question of watching her territory being encroached on, with no power to fight back.

Shut up, turn your head, just don't say anything, she is not so thick-skinned, she really can't stand it.

The two of them just sat so quietly, blowing the morning wind, watching the wandering fish, the morning light fell on the two of them, and the years were quiet.

The two sat for a while and then got up to continue walking. Qin Wanwan's hand was still being held by Song Chen. She belatedly discovered a problem. He was still in the stage of pursuing her and waiting for her answer. How could it be so? Holding her hand recklessly?
Is the order wrong?
She wanted to withdraw her hand, but failed, she clenched her fist in shame, and his joyful laughter was in her ears.

How arrogant, to be so proud of being a hooligan.

"Song Chen!"

Qin Wanwan finally took her hand back, stared back at him, and strode away.

"Wanwan." Song Chen called her, but he didn't rush to catch up. It was rare for Miss Qin to be shy, so she had to let her go slowly.

At noon and evening, as long as Qin Yan has nothing to do, the two brothers and sisters eat together, and now there is an extra emperor.

Qin Yan raised his eyebrows: "Since the emperor is here, do you want to see the officials of each department?"

Song Chen immediately thought of the group of over-enthusiastic officials two years ago, and the mountain of affairs Qin Yan had arranged for him. He never wanted the past to recur, and quickly refused: "It is enough to have the elder brother guarding me. This time I Only here for private matters."

Full of resistance: Don't bother me with business.

It's hard to find some time to chase after your wife. If you have to be delayed by official duties, can you catch up in the year of the monkey?
Qin Yan: "." It's true that you want to add trouble, but as the emperor, you really don't care about political affairs?

Don't think that he can't hear those voices who say that he is ambitious and plotting evil, he just doesn't bother to care about them.

It was unprecedented for the emperor to be so relieved.

No, if he really wanted to seek to usurp the throne, perhaps Song Chen would be happy to see it succeed, and then make him a son-in-law.

Uh, this idea is indeed a bit crooked, Song Chen is not the kind of person who doesn't care about the overall situation, but he doesn't have any principles.

Having escaped Qin Yan's 'persecution', Song Chen almost always accompanied Qin Wanwan when he was free.

She reads the account book, he reads; she admires flowers, he accompanies her; she writes, he grinds; she blows the wind, he pours tea.

It wasn't until night, when she returned to her boudoir, that he reluctantly went back.

Surprisingly sticky.

Qin Wanwan didn't know if this counted as flirting, but it was really tiring.

She wanted to retreat in her heart, but Song Chen's superior skills coaxed her to be ruthless.

For three days in a row, Qin Wanwan was so terrified by Song Chen's clinginess that she wished she could hide in the boudoir.

Qin Yan couldn't stand it anymore, and called Qin Wanwan to the study.

"What do you think of Song Chen? Do you really accept him?"

Qin Wanwan frowned and pursed her lips, she must be shy, not much, because of her temper, she felt that she was only facing one thing, and it was not something difficult to say.

But this question was hard to answer, she didn't answer Song Chen, so what could she answer Qin Yan?
"I thought it's been two years, and if I spend more time, it will eventually fade away, but he caught me off guard."

She rubbed the center of her brows: "For two years, although he was not in front of my eyes, he seemed to be there all the time. I thought it had no influence, which is obviously wrong. He has already affected me."

"I don't know what will happen in the end, but as long as his original intention remains the same, I probably won't really hurt him."

How come there is a feeling of resignation?
However, the relationship between a man and a woman is about pleasing each other. If Qin Wanwan really didn't like him, she probably wouldn't compromise. Maybe it's just that she hasn't recognized her own heart yet.

Qin Yan saw the relationship between the two of them and thought about stopping it, but in the end he didn't do anything for some reason.

Since it's their fate, let them go. Wherever they go is their business. He just needs to protect Qin Wanwan.

Of course, if Song Chen hurt Qin Wanwan again, make arrangements with the Eighteenth Floor of Hell, so he won't be able to come out again.

It is not particularly troublesome for him to imprison the soul of a mutilated god emperor.

At this moment, Song Chen still doesn't know that his uncle has already arranged for him a 'future affairs', and he only thinks about chasing his wife.

On the fourth day, Song Chen probably felt that his relationship with Qin Wanwan was not bad, so Song Chen proposed to invite Qin Wanwan to enjoy the scenery on the Xiangjiang cruise ship.

Qin Wanwan was so mysterious in Nanxiang that she became a legendary figure, but she hasn't been out of the house for the past two years.

Counting, at least with two hands, she has also seen the scenery of the Xiangjiang River, together with Qin Yan.

Song Chen's invitation was within her acceptable range, so she agreed.

Song Chen set off with Qin Wanwan at noon, took a carriage to the pier by the river, and boarded the three-story painting boat that had been prepared earlier.

Sit directly to the top floor, where tea and snacks have already been set up.

The scenery of the painting boat on the top floor is unique, and the weather is calm today, even if you sit on the top floor, you don't feel shaken.

Song Chen poured the tea with his own hands, and pulled a stool to sit with Qin Wanwan.

Not wanting the atmosphere to be too dull, Song Chen talked about anecdotes about this Xiangjiang River.

Qin Wanwan also read a lot of folk gossip, many of them, but being told by Song Chen, it has a different taste, it is more interesting to listen to than to read.

Fascinated by listening, Qin Wanwan subconsciously smiled, when a gust of wind blew away the brocade handkerchief in her hand.

"Hey"

Qin Wanwan was startled, Song Chen had quick eyes and quick hands, and grabbed the handkerchief back, glanced at it, and handed it to her.

She reached out to grab it but didn't want to be grasped by him, Song Chen took the opportunity to lower his head and kiss the back of her hand, and let her go.

Qin Wanwan is really knowledgeable, this person is the emperor of a country, how can he be so skilled as a disciple?

If she could ask a question, Song Chen would be happy to answer it for her, everything was just out of control.

(End of this chapter)