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

Chapter 32 Chat Terminator

The brothers and sisters discussed again about the content of the ten-day exam.

It's already dark outside!
When Nanny Liu heard the news and walked in, she saw the two of them sitting on the couch, with a lot of papers on the small table in front of them.

Shen Qingyuan didn't intend to leave yet.

It was really against the rules, Nanny Liu coughed lightly, and said with a smile:

"Eldest young master, are you going to have dinner with the third girl, or go to the Enrong Courtyard? The old lady has someone urging her..."

Shen Qingyuan raised his head suddenly, looked outside the room, and stood up.

"Let's go back now, and the third sister will ask Mammy to take care of her!"

"The young master is serious. Serving girls is the duty of an old slave. Young master, this way please..."

At the end of the sentence, Nanny Liu stepped aside and bowed to invite Shen Qingyuan.

Shen Weiluo watched Shen Qingyuan leave the house, passed through the violet tree, and disappeared into the night, only then did she look away.

She looked at the book in her hand with a condensed expression.

The candle flame danced, casting a dark shadow on her face.

The emotion in the eyes is not real at all.

After calming down at this moment, Shen Weiluo realized that it was too hasty to place all her hopes on Shen Qingyuan.

Whether it's modern times or the two lives in Rebirth, she has suffered from trusting others and pushed herself to a dead end.

This time, Shen Qingyuan not only wanted to convince Mrs. Shen and Mrs. Shen in a short time, but also kept an eye on the black hand hiding in the dark.

Hard work, really hard!
And she did nothing...

No, she can't sit still.

This time the book got into Shen Changliang's hands inexplicably, causing such a big commotion.

It must be inseparable from the Wang family.

The scene of Chunhua seeing the rockery before suddenly appeared in Shen Weiluo's mind.

Her eyes deepened, and she clenched the book tightly in her hand.

People don't offend me, I don't offend anyone!
If someone offends me, he must be offended!
She leaned on the bed and pondered for a long time while holding the candle before falling into a deep sleep.

At night, a gust of cold wind blew in, Shen Weiluo shivered, and slowly woke up.

A black shadow stood outside the curtain, which really startled her.

Trembling, Shen Weiluo opened the curtain, and vaguely saw Song Yungu standing in front of the bed in black.

Seeing her wake up, he sneered, "I've been standing there for so long, but you didn't notice? With your vigilance, no wonder someone dared to harm you!"

Shen Weiluo looked at Song Yungu with an aggrieved expression.

——It’s strange what he said. He can still detect people when he is asleep. Is that still called falling asleep?
Only people like him would jump over the wall and enter the house in the middle of the night to scare others!

Another gust of cold wind blew, Shen Weiluo subconsciously wrapped her clothes tightly.

Turning his eyes to the window, he realized that it was raining outside at some point.

It was cold and windy and rainy at night, Song Yungu came here on purpose, definitely not to ridicule her.

Thinking of this, Shen Weiluo struggled to get up.

"Your Highness, wait a moment, my little girl goes to light the lamp first!"

She opened the curtain, stretched out the quilt with bare feet, and searched for shoes, only to hear a "poof", and the candle was lit.

A black shadow flashed in front of him, and Song Yungu went straight to the outside room.

He didn't even look at her from the beginning to the end.

Shen Wei felt relieved - he is still a gentleman!
She finally put on her shoes, limped to the hanger, and hurriedly put on her clothes.

He hurriedly tied his hair back to his head, pinned it with a hairpin, and walked to the outside with a hop.

Song Yun was standing beside the desk, looking at the handwriting that she usually copied by candlelight.

He looked indescribably disgusted.

The flickering candlelight reflected his slender figure on the bookshelf.

The picture that she usually thinks is extremely beautiful, but Shen Weiluo feels awkward no matter how she looks at it at this time.

She coughed lightly, hiding her embarrassment.

"Your Highness, that, why are you here?"

Song Yungu put down the rice paper in his hand, and glanced at Shen Weiluo.

"The person who keeps saying that he is the king, if the king doesn't come here again, you won't even know that you were killed!"

Shen Weiluo took a deep breath, knowing that what he said was right.

She bowed to Song Yungu, "Don't worry, Your Highness, my daughter promises to find out who is behind the scenes within three days..."

"Three days?" Song Yungu said lightly, "The person behind has long since disappeared, where can you find him?"

Shen Weiluo: "..."

I can't talk today!
Song Yungu looked out the window, "The one who transferred you, stole the books, and secretly watched you is the same person, the second room of the Yongning Hou Mansion!"

Shen Weiluo followed his gaze and looked outside.

In the dense night rain, Yan Qing escorted a man in black to stand under the violet tree.

The man lowered his head slightly, it was too dark to see his face at all.

A gust of cold wind came, and the faint smell of blood lingered in Shen Weiluo's nose.

It seems that that person has been injured by Yan Qing!
Song Yungu withdrew his eyes and looked at Shen Weiluo.

"What are you going to do with it?"

How to deal with it?

Shen Wei turned his mind, a sly smile appeared on his face.

She beckoned to Yanqing and whispered something.

Yan Qing stared fixedly at her, and then at his master.

Seeing that Song Yungu didn't express anything, he had no choice but to accept the order with a nod.

Bowing and bowing, he escorted the man in black and disappeared into the night.

Only Shen Weiluo and Song Yungu were left in the room.

There was nothing to say for a while, and it became more and more obvious that the sound of wind and rain outside the window was too noisy.

In order to ease the atmosphere, Shen Weiluo casually asked:

"Your Highness hasn't eaten yet?"

Song Yungu looked up at her, but didn't speak.

The look in the eyes clearly told Shen Weiluo——

Don't you ask this knowingly!
Shen Weiluo: "..."

Yep, conversation finisher!
She knew in her heart that she was at fault for the book.

Song Yungu is so arrogant, and his poems and calligraphy are misunderstood as Wu Yong's idiot. For him, it is a great insult!
She dragged others down from the pinnacle of life first, and now she has added another layer, so she has to find a way to remedy it no matter what.

Right now is a good opportunity.

Thinking of this, Shen Weiluo looked at the water stains on his clothes, had an idea, said "Your Highness will be later", and limped towards the outside of the house.

"What are you going to do?"

Shen Weiluo turned around, showing a warm smile, "Go to the small kitchen and cook something for His Highness!"

Song Yungu glanced at her injured leg, showing disgust again.

He stood up reluctantly and held Shen Weiluo's arm.

look steadily forward.

"where?"

"...Backyard, turn right out of the house!"

Feeling a gust of wind, Shen Wei fell to the ground.

When she stood on the ground again, the small kitchen stood in front of her.

Song Yungu had already let go of her.

She glanced at the servant's room not far away, nodded her thanks with a smile, opened the door quietly, and lit a candle.

Looking at the vegetables on the chopping board, Shen Wei felt relieved.

Fortunately, there are still ingredients, otherwise it would be nothing!
It's hard for a clever daughter-in-law to cook without rice!
Shen Weiluo lifted the lid of the pot, picked up the ladle, jumped to the bucket with one foot, scooped up a ladle of water, and when he jumped back, the water spilled all the way, and there was not much left in the ladle.

Song Yungu couldn't stand it anymore, sighed secretly, went into the kitchen, and grabbed the water ladle.

"How much?"

"...Two scoops will be enough!"

Song Yungu poured the water as he said, and covered the pot.

"what's next?"

Shen Weiluo glanced at the kitchen, "To light a fire, I guess His Highness..."

Song Yungu went straight to the stove and began to add firewood.

After finishing everything, he pulled out the fire letter, blew lightly, ignited the wood catkin, and carefully stuffed it into the bottom of the stove.

After a while, there was a fire in the stove, which made Song Yungu's face red.

At this time, his eyes were deep, and he was staring at the stove quietly, his eyes were full of solemnity.

It seems that what they are facing is a memorial to the common people in the world!
The usually cold eyes are now melted by the fire, and the eyes are full of fireworks.

Shen Weiluo's heart moved slightly——

Unexpectedly, Song Yungu had such a side...

After Yanqing finished his work, he hurried back.

He had just jumped onto the wall and saw the scene of the small kitchen in the distance, his legs gave way and he almost fell off the wall.

The master with power over the government and the public is lighting a fire in the kitchen?
Did he read it right?

(End of this chapter)