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

Chapter 75 Beauty really misleads people (1 more)
Song Yungu?
Why is he sitting in front of himself?

He looked at him with warmth.

In a trance, Shen Weiluo shook his head and smiled.

He must be dreaming, Song Yungu has been cold for thousands of years, how could he look at him like this!

In other words, do I think about him too much?

How else can I dream about him?
Shen Weiluo groaned, stretched out his sore arms, and subconsciously closed his eyes.

When it was opened again, Song Yungu was still sitting on the opposite side of the small table.

Slightly tilting his head, the candle cast a soft light on his face.

Filling his deep eyes, it was much softer than usual.

At this moment, he seemed to have seen a rare scene, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

He picked up the book at hand and casually flipped through it.

Shen Weiluo's eyes moved to him blankly.

He was still wearing the white brocade robe he had worn in the Imperial College during the day.

He is back!

With this thought, Shen Weiluo opened his arms halfway, petrified on the spot.

The next moment, she immediately stood up, lowered her eyebrows, bowed to Song Yungu.

Song Yungu brushed away the red marks on her cheeks, turned to the door, and called Yanqing to serve.

A voice came from outside the door, and the next moment I heard footsteps going away.

Shen Weiluo stood at the same spot, thinking hard about the words to respond.

Yan Qing had already walked in and filled the small table with dishes.

With a bow, he exited the room again and closed the door.

"Dinning, where are you standing?"

Song Yungu suddenly made a sound.

Shen Weiluo regained consciousness, and saw two sets of bowls and chopsticks on the small table in front of Song Yungu.

Is this for her to accompany him to eat?

This is against the rules!

Facing Song Yungu's unquestionable eyes, Shen Weiluo swallowed all the hesitation in her stomach in an instant.

She bowed to Song Yungu, sat sideways on the opposite side, picked up the small bowl at hand, and started to eat.

At first, she was still nervous, after all, she had never eaten at the same table as Song Yungu.

But Song Yungu's table manners are really good, he can't speak, all his actions are just right as if measured by a ruler.

Pleasant to the eye.

At the back, Shen Weiluo was attracted to her.

Can't help but look sideways frequently, quietly looking at him.

When she realized it, she was scooping up the second bowl.

The spoon is still in hand.

Song Yungu was also eating the second bowl, but the movement of eating slowed down significantly.

Shen Weiluo touched her already full stomach, lamenting in her heart.

——Beauty is indeed misleading!
It's a sin to be able to eat enough even for a meal at night!

Leftovers are definitely not good, Shen Weiluo was full of slander, so she had to use up slowly.

The abdomen is slightly swollen and feels a little uncomfortable.

This was the first time she had eaten so full since she grew up.

After Song Yungu finished eating, he put down the bowls and chopsticks, and Shen Weiluo hurriedly got up to clean up.

He said lightly, "Follow", and walked towards the door.

Yan Qing came in with a bow, took the bowl from Shen Weiluo's hand, and glanced at the door.

Only then did Shen Weiluo react.

"……Yes!"

Trot followed out.

When she went out of the house, she found that the housekeeper Song Quan was waiting under the eaves with a lantern.

Song Quan glanced at Song Yungu at the end of the corridor, handed the lantern in his hand to Shen Weiluo, bowed, and stepped aside.

The implication is that today, she will hold the lamp for Song Yun alone!

Well, the lamp boy is the lamp boy!

Shen Weiluo took the lantern and followed quickly.

The two walked out of the corridor one after the other and stepped into the bamboo forest.

The further you go, the deeper the forest becomes.

Except for the lamp in Shen Weiluo's hand illuminating the indistinct gravel path, the surroundings are pitch black.

The wind blows at night, and the bamboo forest rustles everywhere.

It seemed that countless monsters and ghosts were lurking around, Shen Weiluo was startled, and trotted to follow Song Yungu closely.

He paused and slowed down his pace.

She was only afraid, but she couldn't notice that her sleeves were tightly touching him.

Following the steps, the clothes of the two were rubbing against each other at night!
Grinding...

Cough!

Song Yungu's heart tightened, he coughed lightly, and subconsciously took a big step.

Shen Weiluo was in a panic, and found that Song Yungu quickened his pace, and trotted to keep up with him.

His feet tilted, and his whole body fell forward.

The lantern in his hand was instantly released, and it went out in the night with a "poof".

It was pitch black all around, and Shen Weiluo cried out in shock.

In the next moment, a familiar ambergris came over his face.

She crashed into a warm embrace.

Like a drowning man catching driftwood, Shen Weiluo didn't even want to grab Song Yungu's outstretched arm.

He just felt a pair of catkins clinging to his arms, and a strange feeling swept over his whole body instantly.

He froze, sensing her fear, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to hold her in his arms.

I just felt a soft mass in my arms, as if I was holding the Persian cat I raised when I was a child.

She is too thin compared to a Persian cat!

Thinking of this, Song Yungu couldn't help frowning!

Shen Weiluo didn't know what Song Yungu was thinking.

She leaned in his arms, listening to his strong heartbeat, she was completely dazed on the spot.

The first time he hugged her was because of a leg injury and it was inconvenient for him to go to the kitchen.

The second time he hugged her was because Nanny Liu turned around and had to do it in an emergency.

He hugged her this time, why?
She leaned against his chest blankly, feeling his skin, and her heartbeat was obviously faster...

Shen Weiluo was startled, and subconsciously stood up straight.

A piercing pain came from his right foot.

"His..."

She couldn't help gasping.

The next moment, the whole person's feet were empty, before Shen Weiluo could react, Song Yungu had already picked her up and strode out of the bamboo forest.

Shen Weiluo leaned against his thick chest, felt his different aura just now, and felt dazed.

He was fine just now, why did he get angry all of a sudden?
After leaving the bamboo forest, Yan Qing and Song Quan are waiting outside.

Song Yungu said coldly, "Take Dieda Cream", passed them, and went straight to the study with her in his arms.

Just as Shen Weiluo sat down next to each other, Yan Qing entered like a gust of wind.

Putting a white porcelain bottle on the small table, bowed and bowed, and another gust of wind blew out of the room.

Don't forget to close the door when you leave.

Song Yungu glanced at Shen Weiluo's slightly frowning brows, lifted the hem of his clothes, and squatted down in front of her.

Shen Weiluo was shocked, subconsciously retracted her feet.

"His... Your Highness, just call me... Maid!"

"There are no maids in the king's courtyard!"

"Then...then I will do it myself!"

Shen Weiluo just wanted to decline.

——Let the prince give her medicine, she must be tired of living!

Song Yungu looked at her indifferently, his eyes were calm.

"If you don't apply medicine now, it will only swell up badly. Tomorrow, I guess I won't be able to go to the ground for a few days!
As for the Imperial College, I see, you don't need to go! "

Shen Weiluo's heart sank.

She is already so bad, if she doesn't go to the Imperial College, she will be unable to keep up!
At that time, the ten-day examination will definitely be at the bottom.

Then she planned for so many days before entering the Imperial College, all the hard work would be in vain.

The top priority is to apply the medicine!

Thinking of Yan Qing and the others outside the door, Shen Weiluo only knew Song Yungu the most.

She hesitated for a while before looking at Song Yungu, "Thank you... Your Highness!"

Song Yungu didn't answer, but lifted her right foot and took off her shoes and socks.

A petite foot came into view, as white as a catkin.

Her eyes moved up, and her ankles were slightly red and swollen.

Song Yungu took the ointment, took out some ointment, and applied it on her ankle.

A piercing pain instantly spread to all limbs and bones, she clenched the edge of the couch tightly, and cold sweat broke out on her forehead.

(End of this chapter)