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

Chapter 69 What kind of bad taste is this? (four more
Shen Weiluo got up together, and Liu Dadao and Jiang Dongsheng, who were sitting at the last seat, didn't know what happened, so they also got up.

When she walked to the gate of the courtyard, she realized that she hadn't said goodbye to Gui Shi yet.

It is really unreasonable to leave without saying goodbye.

Shen Weiluo was about to go back when she saw Song Yungu walking over.

He glanced at her lightly, passed her straight past, and left the yard.

Yan Qing cupped his fists at Shen Weiluo, "Miss Shen, the master has already informed Mrs. Mo that he has something to do with Miss Shen!"

So no need to say goodbye!
After the words fell, Yan Qing hurriedly bowed, and hurriedly chased him out.

Shen Weiluo looked up at Gui's.

Gui Shi also nodded to her with a smile, Shen Wei relaxed and saluted Gui Shi far away.

When he got up, he glanced over the main table and found that Luo Qifei was looking at her with worry on his face.

Faintly feeling several malicious eyes sweeping over, Shen Weiluo glanced at Luo Qifei, smiled faintly, turned around and left the yard.

With Song Yungu in front, the journey was unimpeded.

Liu Dadao didn't know what happened just now, and looked a little flustered.

After looking at Shen Weiluo several times, he hesitated to speak.

Jiang Dongsheng's expression was quite normal, and he had nothing to say along the way.

When he got out of the mansion, he saw that Song Yungu had already boarded the carriage, but the carriage had no intention of leaving.

With a thought in his mind, Jiang Dongsheng glanced at Shen Weiluo beside him, pulled Liu Dadao, and headed towards the carriage in the distance.

"Miss Shen is fine, but she is too tired and wants to rest early, trust me, it will be fine tomorrow..."

The two of them had walked a long way, and Shen Weiluo could still hear Jiang Dongsheng's voice of relief.

Yan Qing came over and bowed to Shen Weiluo.

"Miss Shen, the master is here to welcome you!"

After finishing the words, he looked at Shen Weiluo, hesitant to speak.

Shen Weiluo nodded, glanced at Chunhua to reassure her, and then went to the carriage.

She stepped on the shaft of the car, opened the curtain, and saw Song Yungu sitting on the couch with his eyes closed.

His complexion was a little flushed.

Shen Weiluo silently saluted before sitting down.

The carriage under him started slowly.

Sitting upright on the couch, she looked at Song Yungu from time to time, looked at the incense in the carriage, and heard the sound of the wheels below her, feeling drowsy gradually.

From the opening of the teahouse to Mrs. Mo's birthday banquet, she kept going on and on, exhausted physically and mentally.

Smelling the faint incense, I couldn't bear it any longer, and found a comfortable position, and fell asleep.

In the dream, for a while the sky was covered with peach blossoms, and for a while it was Wu Yong's ferocious face.

As soon as the picture turned, she was pulling Song Yungu's robe corner, praying for something, her mouth was full of blood...

Suddenly, he leaned over and the whole person fell forward.

She exclaimed in fright, stretched out her hand to grab it, and caught a corner of her clothes in her hand.

Feeling relieved, Shen Weiluo slowly opened her eyes.

Facing a pair of deep eyes, Shen Weiluo couldn't help herself for a long time.

where is she?

What's up with her?
At this moment, she could only see the beautiful man in front of her, and the clear ambergris.

Ambergris...

Song Yungu!
With this thought, Shen Weiluo got up hastily.

There was only a "boom", and there was a sharp pain on her forehead.

Shen Weiluo couldn't help but "ouch" and subconsciously touched her forehead.

Thinking of what he bumped into, Shen Weiluo raised his head hastily, and saw Song Yungu staring at her with red and swollen forehead.

Eyes filled with monstrous anger.

It seems that the next moment, it will completely explode.

"Yes... I'm sorry, I didn't mean to!"

Shen Weiluo hurriedly begged for mercy, "It hurts, I'll rub it for you!"

After saying that, she stretched out her hand and stroked Song Yungu's forehead.

Song Yungu froze all over.

Looking at Shen Weiluo's eyes, there was anger and more puzzlement.

I just feel that her hands are soft and soft, as if the spring breeze is blowing over her cheeks.

It's like a feather brushing against the back of your hand.

It's a little itchy in my heart, but more comfortable.

"Yeah, it's all swollen, I have to go to reduce the swelling, otherwise it will hurt for a long time, it's all my fault..."

Shen Weiluo's rambling voice also turned into a nice tune at this time, playing in his ears.

This feeling—

not bad!
Song Yungu simply closed his eyes.

Suddenly, the touch on the forehead disappeared.

When he opened his eyes, he saw Shen Wei huddled in a corner with a terrified expression.

Seeing Song Yungu wake up, she hurriedly said:
"I'm sorry, I... didn't mean it, on His Highness's head..."

Break ground!

She swallowed the last two words into her stomach.

In front of Song Yungu, she didn't have the courage to speak out.

Song Yungu glanced at her, said "continue", and closed his eyes directly.

continue?

Do you keep rubbing your forehead?

What kind of fun is this?

Ok!

How can a person not bow his head under the eaves!
She said yes in a low voice, and slowly moved in front of Song Yungu.

Reach out to help him rub it up.

From the beginning to the end, Song Yungu kept his eyes closed, Shen Wei felt relieved, and looked at him carefully.

The temples are cut like a knife, and the eyebrows are picturesque!

The eyelashes are distinct, the bridge of the nose is high, and the lips are tightly pursed.

Even if you watch it at a close distance, it is 360 degrees without dead ends.

It's perfect!

Tsk tsk, so handsome, how come no one appreciates his looks!

His eyes swept over the blue shadow in front of his eyes, and Shen Weiluo paused slightly in his movements.

Maybe Yanqing was right.

He really didn't sleep well!
Remembering that he was pouring wine glass by glass just now, Shen Weiluo looked a little worried.

In the rebirth article, there are very few descriptions about him.

He only vaguely remembered that the emperor and concubine Hui didn't bother him too much.

Thinking of the piano sound just now, Shen Weiluo's heart tightened, and she looked into Song Yungu's eyes, full of pity.

Alas, the same people who have fallen in the end of the world!
Noticing that Song Yungu's breathing became lighter, Shen Weiluo thought for a while, sat next to him, stroked his forehead with both hands, and pressed gently.

She knows that people who think too much will suffer from insomnia.

After grandma fell ill, grandpa couldn't sleep all night.

I hope that the massage techniques she learned for her grandfather will be useful to Song Yungu...

She pressed for a moment, and Song Yungu's deeply frowning brows relaxed.

The breathing became deep and long, and the arm placed on the small table also fell to the side of the body with the bump of the carriage.

Shen Weiluo was overjoyed, it seemed to be effective!
Thinking of this, she half-kneeled on the couch, and the movements of her hands became more and more gentle.

I don't know how long I pressed it, Shen Weiluo's arms seemed to be filled with lead, sore and painful.

I can't even lift it up.

Her half-kneeling legs also started to go numb.

She subconsciously looked out of the car, praying to arrive soon.

I don't know if her prayers worked, or if she really arrived, the carriage stopped slowly.

Just as Shen Weiluo secretly rejoiced, the carriage shook, and Song Yungu's head tilted, resting on Shen Weiluo's shoulder.

This……

What's the situation?
Shen Weiluo froze in place, unable to recover for a long time.

Song Yungu's breath brushed her neck, and she seemed to have been shocked by an electric shock. She stayed where she was, unable to recover for a long time.

"Master, we're here!"

Yan Qing's voice suddenly sounded outside the curtain.

After a long time, when there was no response, Yan Qing hurriedly opened the curtain.

With just one glance, he was shocked in place.

Third Miss Shen was half kneeling on the couch, and the master leaned on Miss Shen's shoulder, sleeping soundly.

Both of them had big bumps on their foreheads.

Red and swollen.

Shen Weiluo's smile was uglier than crying.

"I said I don't know anything, do you believe me?"

(End of this chapter)