After the book was worn, I was reborn with King Quan

Chapter 17 Could it be that the character design is wrong?
Shen Weiluo has no memory at all of how she used the dinner and went back to the Luoxia Pavilion.

All night, there was only one thing on her mind——

Shen Wei Zhiming meets Hu Chengqian at the party.

The scene that happened in both lives in the rebirth novel is about to take place.

Thinking of how much Hu Chengqian valued her, Shen Weiluo felt even heavier.

She cannot allow the tragedy of the two lives to repeat itself.

But now, Song Yungu is the only one she can discuss with.

He is the only one who has the ability to prevent this from happening.

How did she contact Song Yungu?

That night, Shen Weiluo tossed and turned, unable to sleep.

Early the next morning, after asking Mrs. Shen for instructions, she excused herself and left the house.

As soon as he turned the corner of the street, he ran into Yan Qing who was riding a horse.

While being astonished, Yan Qing immediately turned his horse's head and invited her to the Three Princes' Mansion.

It turned out that after returning home last night, Yan Qing specially ordered his subordinates to go to Fan Lou to pack arrow bone soup.

I also asked the shopkeeper to make a lily porridge.

At dinner time, Song Yungu only drank a few sips of soup.

I just glanced at the lily porridge without even picking up the spoon.

All night, the lights in the house were not extinguished.

After dawn, Yanqing couldn't wait any longer, so he came to look for Shen Weiluo on his own initiative.

Unexpectedly, Shen Weiluo was also planning to go to the palace, Yan Qing was overjoyed, and hastily turned his horse's head around to lead the way.

Shen Wei got off the carriage, leaving only Chunhua waiting outside, and followed Yanqing straight into the gate of the palace.

She looked around calmly.

As far as the eye can see, there are carved beams and painted buildings, pavilions, small bridges and flowing water, promenades and curved bridges.

This was the first time she witnessed the solemnity and majesty of the palace.

Compared with the magnificence in the TV series, the palace in front of me is much more solemn and imposing.

All the servants I met along the way bowed their heads to work.

Not a sound came out.

Except for the whispering of the birds, the whole palace was eerily quiet.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, Shen Weiluo followed Yanqing into a courtyard.

The yard is full of green bamboos, and an octagonal pavilion stands on the rockery beside it.

The house is hidden in the bamboo forest.

Yan Qing kept walking, walked through a thorn peach forest, turned to a two-story building, and stopped at the door.

Signaling Shen Weiluo to wait here, he entered the room alone.

Shen Weiluo looked at the thorn peach grove and the bamboo grove in front of him, one red and the other green, forming an interesting contrast.

My heart was secretly surprised.

Song Yungu, who has always been cold and arrogant, actually ordered someone to plant so many jingtao in the yard.

It's really hard to see that he still has such a hobby.

Could this be the reason why he chose Jingtao Valley to welcome Hu Chengqian?

Before Shen Weiluo could figure it out, when the curtain moved, Yan Qing came out, said "Miss Shen, please follow me!" and turned to the house on the other side.

Song Yungu doesn't intend to see her?

Shen Wei's heart sank and his hair sank.

After walking a few steps, he caught up with Yanqing.

"Guard Yan, I don't know if the Third Highness is free at this time, I have something to do..."

"Miss San, the master stayed up all night and hasn't had breakfast yet, please ask Miss Shen to make some food for the master!"

Cook? !
Meaning you can see him?
Thinking of this, Shen Weiluo immediately beamed with joy, "No problem, but, I don't know what the Third Highness likes to eat?"

"It's fine if it's lighter, by the way, the lily porridge you made yesterday, the master likes it very much!"

Shen Weiluo: "..."

Ok!

Shen Weiluo nodded, and went into the kitchen.

When the two cooks saw Shen Weiluo, they immediately came forward and asked Shen Weiluo what to eat.

What to eat?
Your master didn't say that!
Shen Wei was heartbroken and her hair was bitter.

Her eyes scanned the neatly arranged dishes on the table, and she was surprised.

It's really not bad that it's the palace, and now it's cold in the spring, green vegetables are very scarce, and there are so many kinds of vegetables in the kitchen of the palace.

When her eyes flicked over the pork, she had an idea in an instant.

Tell one of the cooks to find some Luo Han Guo, and arrange for the other to start a fire and boil water.

Shen Weiluo consciously picked up one side of the apron and tied it around her waist...

Half an hour later, a burst of aroma wafted from the kitchen.

Yan Qing, who was standing outside the house, was overjoyed, turned around, and saw Shen Weiluo walking out with a tray.

The two cooks behind them were shocked.

Shen Weiluo followed Yanqing back to the small building, and as soon as he stepped in with one foot, he was shocked in place.

The room in front of me is full of bookshelves, and the bookshelves are full of books.

A desk was placed by the window, and a beauty couch was placed next to it.

The windows were closed, and the room was a little dark.

Song Yun leaned against the couch alone, motionless.

Ru Mo's black hair was scattered, and it slanted down like a waterfall.

Shen Weiluo, a modern person who has lost his hair so much that he doubts his life, has indescribable envy and hatred for Song Yungu's black hair.

This is ancient times, and there is not even a bottle of high-end shampoo.

How exactly does he take care of his hair?

Before Shen Weiluo could think about it, Yan Qing took a step forward, bowed to the couch, and replied in a low voice:

"Master, Miss Shen has prepared breakfast!"

Song Yungu just sat up and stretched out his hand.

Shen Weiluo immediately stepped forward and handed over the bowl.

Yan Qing consciously retreated to the door, not forgetting to close the door.

Hey hey hey, what is this!
Shen Weiluo was speechless.

Song Yungu took a bite, stopped the spoon, and looked up at Shen Weiluo.

"What's in the porridge?"

The voice is hoarse and deep.

Shen Weiluo immediately replied: "Reporting to Your Highness, my daughter added arhat fruit to the porridge, and I heard the guards say that you haven't slept all night, I think your throat must be uncomfortable.

But don't worry, I didn't put much, and it has little effect on the taste of porridge! "

Song Yungu didn't ask any more questions, and started eating slowly.

Shen Weiluo stood at the same spot, having nothing to do for a while, and raised her head to look around.

His eyes turned around, and finally fell on Song Yungu who was on the couch.

Because of staying up late, Song Yungu's eyes were a little blue.

But it didn't affect his handsomeness at all.

Compared with Luo Qifei's elegance and Song Qingyuan's gentleness, Song Yungu is much more lonely and cold.

And the most beautiful!
Like a goshawk on the top of a mountain, lonely and cold.

While giving people infinite power, it also gives people a sense of boundless distance.

The person who can appreciate him must also be a person standing on the top of a mountain!

This is probably the reason why Su Qiying, who loves beauty, only sees Luo Qifei, but not Song Yungu...

"cough!"

Song Yungu cleared his cough, and Shen Weiluo regained his senses, only then did he realize that Song Yungu had put down the bowl.

Glancing at her, his face was worried.

Shen Weiluo's expression tightened.

Ah, how could she have forgotten, how could the god in front of her be so unscrupulous to look at him!

She immediately stepped forward, "Do you want more, Your Highness? My little girl, go..."

"Need not!"

Song Yungu brushed past her and walked towards the desk.

He picked up the brush and bent over to write quickly.

Shen Wei slumped on the spot, thinking whether to withdraw or not.

Song Yun called "Yanqing" alone, and the door creaked, and Yanqing appeared at the door the next moment.

He folded the paper in his hand twice, handed it to Yan Qing, "Hand it to him!"

Yan Qing took it with a bow, hurried out of the room, and closed the door again.

Shen Weiluo: "..."

She has been through it once, and she is already very calm.

Fortunately, she is a modern person. If she was a woman in ancient times, and a man and a woman were alone in a room, she would not know what it would be like to be afraid at this moment!

At this moment, she really suspected that the author made a mistake with Yan Qing's character.

An ancient person, I'm afraid he was set up as a modern person?
(End of this chapter)