shock!Crazy criticism of treacherous ministers was dumbfounded by soft beauty kiss

Chapter 102 Harmony
She was silent for a while, then called again: "Pei Qing."

"Ah."

Pei Qing responded, and smoothed her messy temple hair with the other hand: "What's the matter, princess?"

Song Qing'an held Pei Qing's hand who was still inside the brocade quilt, and asked, "Pei Qing...do you believe me?"

Her voice was as soft as a sigh, but Pei Qing could hear it clearly.

This is not the first time she has asked such a question, but Pei Qing has never answered her.

However, this time, after a short pause, Pei Qing spit out a word: "Letter."

Song Qing'an frowned, leaned in his arms and raised his head: "It's really not easy to get Pei's palm print."

Pei Qing looked at her, and said word by word: "Princess, you know... no one has ever obtained such a promise from our family?"

"Really? That would be a great honor for me."

Song Qing'an smiled, while raising his hand to wrap around Pei Qing's neck.The brocade quilt on her body slipped off because of her movements, and her white skin was particularly conspicuous in the tent.

"So princess... don't lie to me."

Pei Qing played with a strand of her hair affectionately, her eyes were affectionate and crazy.

"Of course, I never lied to you."

Song Qing'an said calmly, ignoring his conscience.Maybe there used to be...but the left and right are gone now, and the past...let's take it all seriously.

She turned around and hugged Pei Qing, her long hair was like weeds in the water, scattered between his arms.

"But our family is really curious...how did the princess fall in love with this lowly person in our family?"

Pei Qing seemed to be talking casually, but her eyes were fixed on her face, for fear of missing the slightest expression.

Song Qing'an was helpless: "Didn't I...have already said that?"

"Pei's palm print, what is lowly, and what is noble?"

She moved her legs, sat up on her knees, and gently held Pei Qing's face.

"What about me... I grew up in the palace, and I have seen the ugliest face of the most noble person in the world in the eyes of the world." Song Qingan stared into Pei Qing's eyes and murmured, "What is noble or humble... It's just It's just pretense."

"Pei Zhangyin should know, I have been in the cold palace for five years, right?"

She lowered her eyes and smiled, and said softly: "During that time... I was not even as good as the criminal slaves in the clothing bureau. If there were not some old palace people helping me, I don't know when I would die."

"But now...it's so different. Pei Qing, do you know...how much I hate you?"

Song Qing'an's expression was still calm and gentle, Pei Qing looked into her eyes, but saw the haze in them.

"Pei Qing...Of course you are a very bad person." Song Qing'an smiled charmingly, her eyes revealing infatuation, "But I... am not a good person either."

"So Pei Qing, how compatible we are."

Her expression became more and more serious, her smile became more dazzling, and her fingertips slid down the line of Pei Qing's neck: "It is said that wicked people are tortured by wicked people, Pei Qing, are you willing?"

Pei Qing stared fixedly at Song Qing'an, the beauty's black hair was scattered all over her body, and the brocade quilt had already been left aside.The dim light in the tent outlines her hazy lines, she looks... so pure and beautiful, like a lost elf.

The moon is as bright as the sky.

But Na Luanyue told him in person that she was not Gao Jie Mingyue.

She blooms on the cliffs of the abyss, under the overlapping layers of pure white petals, there is a scarlet heart like blood, it is deep red to black, exuding a sweet and rotten breath.

Pei Qing let out a low laugh, passed her palm through her soft hair, and supported the back of Song Qingan's head.

He bent down again, and the shadow completely enveloped Song Qingan.

Before lips touched each other, Song Qing'an could hear him whispering.

"I would."

I would like to go down with you and fall into the abyss.

The gauze tent rose and fell, and the lights in the hall were dimmed one by one.a dark room
—

In the middle of the night, Song Qing'an slumped on the couch with his eyes closed, unwilling to move.

As expected of a martial arts practitioner, Pei Qing was still full of energy and did not feel tired at all.He got off the bed and lit a lamp, and opened the curtain to shine in.

The sudden light made Song Qingan turn her face away, and after a while, she turned around and half-opened one eye.

A few hours passed, and she was already in a panic.But Pei Qing was still wearing a middle coat, with only a few folds.

Between people... it's really unfair.

Song Qing'an thought to himself, but didn't show it on his face.

Although she and Pei Qing took another step forward today...but it will take a long time for him to completely let go of his guard.

The wounds and incompleteness on the body have already been imprinted in the heart with the passage of time.

She held out a hand to Pei Qing for him to hold, and said lazily: "It's time to rest... What are you doing lighting the lamp?"

"Of course I want to remember the appearance of the princess."

Under the flickering candlelight, Song Qingan snorted softly, and buried his head in the soft pillow.The blue silk slipped from the neck, revealing the traces that had been covered up before.

"Tomorrow when the maid asks, what should the princess answer?"

Pei Qing seemed to have no intention of mentioning it, but there was some vague expectation in her words.

Song Qing'an's mind was already in a daze, and he was so dull that he didn't understand what Pei Qing was asking for a moment.After she reacted, she said in a muffled voice: "...Just say it was bitten by a bug."

"insect?"

Pei Qing raised her voice at the end, conveying obvious dissatisfaction.

"Pei's palm print...it's getting late, let's rest now."

Song Qingan's rationality told her that she should say something else at this time.But she was too tired, so she didn't want to follow Pei Qing any more.

"...I still have to prepare for returning to the palace during the day."

After she finished this sentence, the dazzling light suddenly disappeared.

Immediately, his back sank, and someone grabbed his waist.

"It's okay to rest, but the princess can't hide it tomorrow"

Pei Qing hugged her from behind, and whispered slowly in her ear.

Song Qing'an didn't hear what Pei Qing was saying at all, and only remembered the word "rest".She responded indiscriminately, and her ears finally calmed down.

—

Song Qingan was awakened by Zhuyan.

After opening her eyes, she subconsciously leaned to her side, but only touched the cool mattress.

Pei Qing had already left at some point, as if everything that happened last night was just a dream of hers.

Song Qingan stood up slowly, and she glanced down.
She was silent.

...not a dream.

The bamboo smoke outside seemed to lift the gauze curtain, Song Qing'an hurriedly put on her coat.She lifted the quilt and was about to go down when she saw a small silver bell with delicate workmanship under the brocade quilt.

It is certainly not a "little bell".

Song Qing'an's face suddenly turned red, dyeing her cheeks inch by inch.

"and many more!"

Seeing that the gauze curtain was about to be lifted, she hurriedly called out to Zhu Yan.

"Princess, what happened?"

Although Zhu Yan was puzzled, she still stopped.

Song Qing'an kept silent and quickly hid the bell under the pillow.

This action inevitably shook the bell and made a crisp sound.Song Qingjian pretended not to hear, and lifted the curtain calmly.

"Princess why..."

"It was a bit hot last night." Song Qing'an said nonsense while looking at her, "Why weren't you here last night?"

"Ah... to report back to the princess, it is the meaning of Mr. Palm Print..."

Zhu Yan looked at her expression, and added: "Princess, when I saw Mr. Palm Print yesterday, he seemed a little angry... Is the princess alright?"

Song Qing'an coughed lightly, his eyes drifted inexplicably: "Get your makeup done, it's up to you."

"I'm... fine."

(End of this chapter)