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

Chapter 104 Gifts
Emperor Liang's order to return to the palace was issued suddenly. Since yesterday, most people have not stopped, and there is a sense of chaos in all the palaces.

When Song Qing'an went back, Zhu Yan was instructing the palace servants to tidy up the clothes.Left and right were about to leave, so the bed was not cleared for the time being, after all, they couldn't even tidy things up, so how could they care about these things.

Song Qing'an walked into the hall quickly, seeing that the appearance of her before she left was still maintained in the lifted curtains, her heart was relieved.

She turned around and took a look, then put her hand under the pillow, found something and hid it in her sleeve.

"Is the princess looking for something, do you want your servant to help?"

A maid passed by and saw Song Qing'an fumbling between the couch, so she asked softly.

"It's okay, you can go to work."

Song Qing'an was inexplicably guilty, covered his mouth with his sleeves and coughed lightly, and walked away pretending nothing happened.

"Princess."

Zhu Yan called her to stop when she was about to walk out of the inner hall, and leaned forward and said: "Second Highness wants to see the princess."

"Brother?"

Song Qing'an unconsciously closed his neckline: "What do you want me for, brother?"

"The servant girl doesn't know, Linyuan just let the princess wait in the side hall."

"...Okay, go and watch them."

Song Qing'an nodded in the direction of the inner hall, and moved to the side hall.

Brother came at this time... It was really hard for her to wonder if he knew something.

When Pei Qing came, she shouldn't have been very conspicuous...

Song Qing'an was fidgeting in the side hall, pacing back and forth with his handkerchief twisted.

"Yueer."

Song Qinghuai's voice startled her, and her shoulders shook violently.

She paused, turned around, covered her chest with one hand, and said with a sigh of relief: "Brother... I was shocked."

"Brother is in a hurry to see me at this time, what happened?"

Song Qing'an went to the side and sat down on the couch, leaning on the pillow as if relaxed.But when she asked this, cold sweat broke out on her palms.

"It doesn't matter, I just came to see you."

Song Qinghuai sat down beside her: "I could stay for a few more days, who would have thought of such a thing. After returning to the palace...you and I will not see each other for a long time."

Song Qing'an lowered his head and smiled when he heard the words, somehow he breathed a sigh of relief: "Brother is very polite, what are you talking about. After all, they are all in Beijing, and it's not like they were separated by thousands of miles in the past."

"But Yue'er, what if you are married?"

Song Qinghuai's words made her smile froze on her face: "...What do you mean by brother's words?"

"Yue'er, he mentioned this matter before everyone, I'm afraid it's not just talking."

Song Qinghuai's face was cold and serious, and there was worry in his eyes: "I'm worried...he will arrange this matter in a short time."

Song Qing'an pursed her lips, and clenched the hem of the skirt with hands folded on her knees.

"Brother thinks, if this happened, what should we do?"

Song Qinghuai was silent for a moment, then looked sideways: "Yesterday I heard about Yu Linwei, Yening Achu, please meet him."

His words were somewhat irrelevant, but Song Qing'an's hand was clenched suddenly, so hard that it trembled slightly.

"...how dare he."

"Don't worry, Yue'er, I will find a way."

Song Qinghuai held her hand and tightened it tightly as if comforting.

"Brother already has a lot of things to worry about. Just leave this little matter to me."

After a few breaths, Song Qing'an calmed down, she held Song Qinghuai back, and said in a gentle voice, with inexplicable certainty in her words.

"Yueer."

Song Qinghuai frowned slightly, and said in disapproval, "I am your elder brother, so don't bother me if there is any trouble."

"Brother, I have been in the palace longer than you. Maybe... I will be safer."

"Well, tell me, what are you going to do?"

Song Qing'an looked up, and a cruel smile gradually appeared in his gentle eyes: "Brother thinks, let him rest for a while... How about it?"

"No."

Song Qinghuai stopped her coldly: "Yue'er, this is too risky. If you are discovered, you will die."

"Brother doesn't believe me so much?"

Song Qing'an's smile faded slightly, showing a bit of displeasure.

"No...it's really too risky. Besides, it's not a good time now, and once things get messy, it's even harder to deal with."

Song Qinghuai was really anxious. He also knew some things that Song Qingan hadn't told him in the past few days.

For example... She once tried to poison Emperor Liang.

When Song Qinghuai found out about this, he was stunned for a long time, and when he recovered, his back was covered in cold sweat.

Fortunately, she has not been exposed, otherwise, otherwise...

"Okay, then I just don't do it."

Seeing Song Qinghuai like this, Song Qing'an backed down in time, and comforted him: "But brother, don't worry for now, the concubine in the palace has a miscarriage. After this matter is over... I don't know how long it will take."

"I hope so."

Song Qinghuai's brows relaxed slightly, and after pondering for a moment, he said: "Then Zhao Cairen is pregnant, have you heard about it before?"

"Brother, Zhao Cairen and I have never met before, and the Concubine Chen deliberately concealed it, how can I know anything?"

This remark is reasonable, Song Qinghuai didn't think about it any more, and nodded lightly: "It's fine if you don't get involved."

"Brother, is there anything else to do? If there is nothing else, I will go back."

"How careful you are."

"Brother too."

Song Qing'an stood up, carefully smoothed the creases on Song Qinghuai's collar, and looked into his eyes seriously: "Be careful."

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Before the evening, the car was ready to stop.Pei Qing, who hadn't shown up for almost a day, finally appeared at this time.

Under the setting sun, his scarlet python robe was so red that it seemed to be burning.

Zhu Yan was at Song Qing'an's side so that she could help him get into the carriage.Just when she was about to offer her arm, Pei Qing came over at some point.

He glanced at Zhuyan, who immediately lowered his head and obediently stepped back half a step.

"Princess."

Pei Qing seemed to smile, and raised her arms towards Song Qing'an.

Song Qing'an looked sideways, he was standing with the backlight, his eyes seemed darker than usual.

"Thank you for the palm print."

She thanked softly and put her hand on it.

"The gift left by our family, can the princess accept it?"

Pei Qing lifted the curtain of the car for her with one hand, and whispered to her.

There were faint cracks on Song Qing'an's perfect expression, she took a deep look at Pei Qing, and almost squeezed out words: "...The heart of Pei's palm print, it's easy to accept."

Pei Qing hummed joyfully, and looked over his neck: "After a while, our family will come to find the princess again."

Without waiting for Song Qing'an to ask, he put down the curtain and left, with a cold look on his face again.

Only then did Zhu Yan dare to step forward, and through the curtain, she and Song Qing'an said: "Princess, do you want your servant to come in?"

Song Qing'an was silent for a while, thinking that even if the bamboo smoke was inside, if Pei Qing came, she would definitely be sent out.Rather than letting Zhuyan see Pei Qing come in, it's better to let her outside.

Thinking of this, Song Qing'an whispered, "No need."

Outside the sedan chair, palace people passed by from time to time, Song Qing'an sat on the cushion, showing a look of hesitation.

After a long struggle, she pursed her lips, frowned, and put her hand into her sleeve.

The small silver bell lay quietly in the palm, with a red silk thread attached to one end.The silk thread fell from her fingers, Song Qingan stared at it for a while, her face blushed slightly.

She took a deep breath and quickly put it back into her sleeve.

Gift?Ah.

(End of this chapter)