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

Chapter 70 Ancient Journey (Fifth Watch)

Yan Qing froze in place, unable to react for a long time.

To be honest, the picture in front of me is too powerful!

Subconsciously, he was about to lower the curtain, and Song Yungu opened his eyes just in time.

He glanced at him, eyes full of coldness.

Yan Qing's legs went limp.

——It's over, I'm interrupting my master's good business!
But if you put down the curtain at this time, you probably won't be able to see me in the palace in the future!

Thinking of this, Yan Qing had no choice but to bite the bullet and bow.

"Master, Miss Shen, the palace is here!"

Song Yungu sat up straight as if nothing had happened, passed Shen Weiluo, and got off the carriage.

Shen Weiluo: "..."

She rubbed her legs, stared at Song Yungu's cold and arrogant back, and looked at the sky speechlessly.

——Fortunately, she thought he was a gentleman before.

Alas, it's too early to boast!
Shen Wei got off the carriage, followed Song Yungu, and entered the palace.

I don't know when the wind blew up in the sky, and the wind blew past, and the fragrance of flowers wafted.

Shen Weiluo took a deep breath, her mouth was full of fragrance, it smelled very good.

She felt relaxed and couldn't help closing her eyes.

After walking around for a long time, they still haven't arrived at Song Yungu's yard.

Shen Weiluo felt strange, and subconsciously looked at Song Yungu.

Only then did he realize that he had slowed down at some point.

Standing by the lake, facing the wind.

Clothes fluttering!

The wind and the moon!

Shen Weiluo's heart warmed up, and she quickened her steps.

He looks at the palace every day, and he is tired of looking at it!
Slow down today and pretend to enjoy the scenery.

In fact, it was to accommodate her!

But why didn't it show up!

Alas, this awkward man!

After entering the yard, Song Yungu went straight to the study building - Qiushi building.

Stepping into the room, he went to sit down, leaned on the couch, and pinched his brows.

His face was flushed and his eyes were full of tiredness!
Shen Weiluo murmured in her heart: Could it be that he was drinking, and the wind was blowing, and the alcohol got worse!

It's too fragile!
He was slandering in his heart, but on the surface he had a docile look.

"Your Highness, wait a moment, my daughter will make a bowl of hangover soup!"

After saying that, Shen Weiluo bowed down and left the study.

She knew the way, and went to the kitchen in the backyard.

Seeing the familiar cook and the familiar kitchen utensils, Shen Weiluo looked up at the top of her head, a little speechless.

If one day she returns to modern times.

Tell your friends about your adventures.

A friend asked her what the Great Zhou Dynasty of Rebirth Wen looked like.

She definitely can't answer.

Because the place where she comes and goes the most is the back kitchen——

The back kitchen of the Shen Mansion, the back kitchen of the Three Princes Mansion, the back kitchen of the Fan Lou, and the back kitchen of the Tea House.

If this momentum continues, more back kitchens will be added in the future.

She can't introduce all kinds of ancient kitchens, large and small, to others!
What kind of strange ancient tour is this...

Feeling emotional in his heart, Shen Weiluo's hands didn't slow down.

She cooked a bowl of hangover soup, a bowl of porridge, and a few light dishes.

He carried the tray into the study room, placed it on the small table next to Song Yungu, and invited him to eat.

Song Yungu didn't speak, picked up the bowl, and ate slowly.

Good manners, handsome face!
The picture is pleasing to the eye!

Shen Weiluo secretly looked at Song Yungu, and couldn't help laughing.

——Just now she forgot one thing, besides the back kitchen, there is another one worth mentioning.

Song Yungu!
He is more talkative than the modern little fresh meat and idol actors!
Moreover, her relationship with him is not bad!

To sum it up in one sentence, it is the things between the modern white-collar book wears rebirth and the king of power!

Enough mystery!

Brilliant enough!

Anyway, when other people tell stories, they also like to "add oil and vinegar" to exaggerate the atmosphere.

He is not the only one who did this!
Thinking about it this way, her ancient travels are not too bad...

Shen Weiluo was secretly complacent, Yan Qing hurried over.

He bowed to Song Yungu, looked at Shen Weiluo, hesitated to speak.

"But it doesn't matter!"

Song Yungu frowned, his voice a little hoarse.

Yan Qing bowed and saluted.

"My lord, I'll report to you from now on. Mr. Zhang has arrived in Yangzhou. His Majesty will send His Royal Highness the Crown Prince... to come out of the city tomorrow to meet him!"

Shen Weiluo's heart sank, and she subconsciously looked at Song Yungu.

Song Yungu lost his appetite instantly and put down the bowl.

He picked up a book, turned a page, and threw it on the small table.

Look upset.

The eyes are getting deeper and deeper!

"Master, I heard that His Highness the Crown Prince sometimes feels cold, but His Majesty still..."

However, he still left this good opportunity to be courteous and corporal to the prince!

Shen Weiluo knew what Yanqing was going to say.

There are too many unfair things in the world!
Even if you are as noble as Song Yungu, you will meet him.

Song Yungu invited Zhang Zhao day and night, and all the benefits in the end fell on the prince.

He worked hard for half a day, but he made wedding clothes for others!
Born in the royal family, such grievances probably happen every day!
Shen Weiluo looked into Song Yungu's eyes, couldn't help but feel pity, and her voice softened.

"Your Highness, does your head hurt?"

Shen Weiluo pointed to her right forehead.

Song Yungu looked over and didn't speak.

Yan Qing immediately became nervous.

Shen Weiluo smiled softly:
"If His Highness is trustworthy, my little girl will massage your forehead for you!
The little girl pressed it for her grandmother at the house, and the grandmother said it worked! "

Song Yungu knew that what she said was true.

Just now in the carriage, he fell asleep at first, but martial arts practitioners are always alert.

The moment Shen Weiluo's hands fell on his forehead, he woke up.

Feeling the neither light nor heavy force, he relaxed for no reason, and fell into a deep sleep again.

So much so that he fell on Shen Weiluo's shoulder later, without noticing it.

Yan Qing looked at Song Yungu with worry on his face.

"Master, please invite Mr. Zhao..."

"Listen to Miss Shen, go down and make arrangements!" Song Yungu interrupted Yanqing directly.

Yan Qing took a look at Shen Weiluo, bowed in response, and left the room.

——He discovered that, when facing Miss Shen, the master's principles are basically invalidated!

After a cup of tea, Song Yungu lay on the recliner.

Shen Weiluo washed her hands, sat on the seat above his head, said "offended", and loosened his hair.

Her hands penetrated into his black hair, like holding an ink-dyed waterfall.

It is impossible for her not to be envious!
After finding the acupuncture point, she slowly pressed it.

While pressing it, he observed Song Yungu's expression.

When she pressed the Baihui acupoint on the top of his head, Song Yungu couldn't help frowning.

Opened his eyes.

Shen Weiluo met his abyss-like eyes, and immediately explained in a gentle voice:

"Your Highness, 'Pain makes it impossible', it is estimated that His Highness has been thinking too much all year round!"

Song Yungu didn't speak, looked into her clear eyes, and closed them again.

Shen Weiluo was careful, and put more pressure on other acupoints, but when she reached Baihui acupoint, she consciously relaxed the pressure.

After pressing it three or four times, Song Yungu's breathing became shallow and he fell asleep completely.

Yanqing has been waiting outside the door, worried, thinking over and over again, and decided to go into the house to check.

Seeing that his master was fast asleep, his heart relaxed, and he silently bowed to Shen Weiluo.

He quietly retreated outside and closed the door.

Shen Weiluo smiled helplessly and shook her head.

——It seems that keeping Yanqing from closing the door is a difficult task!

She looked at Song Yungu's sleeping face, and her hands kept moving.

For a while, my mind was filled with the scene when they first met, and for a while, it was all about him helping her.

Just as he was thinking wildly, Song Yungu frowned and started talking in his sleep.

"Cong'er be careful... Cong'er...Mother concubine is not... not a minister..."

I saw his body tense, his hands clenched into fists.

Cold sweat gradually broke out on his forehead.

Shen Weiluo was startled, the movements of her hands were out of order...

(End of this chapter)