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

Chapter 162 Empty
Zhu Yan saw the figure in the pavilion from a distance, and her steps quickened accordingly.When she was almost in front of the person, she knelt down and called out respectfully.

"Good night, Your Highness."

Song Qinghuai replied lightly: "Get up."

Only then did Zhu Yan dare to look up at him, the four corners of the pavilion were lit with palace lanterns, and a chessboard was placed on the central stone table.Song Qinghuai was clinging to the chess piece in his hand, and hadn't dropped a single one yet.

"Your Highness, the key to the palace gate has been released, how did Your Highness..."

"Earlier, I asked His Majesty for orders, and I stayed alone in the palace tonight, and entered the palace before I released the key."

pat.

Song Qinghuai dropped the chess piece in his hand, and then looked at Zhuyan, his eyes that were always gentle were as cold as ice at this moment: "What about you? When did you return to the palace?"

Zhu Yan's heart trembled, and she quickly knelt down to plead guilty: "Your Highness, this servant realizes my mistake."

"What's wrong with you?"

Song Qinghuai smiled, and slowly took out another pawn: "You did your duty by obeying the princess' orders, how could you be wrong?"

"Your Highness..."

Zhu Yan breathed lightly, she knew earlier that when she came to see Song Qinghuai, she might lose her skin.But when she really came to face him, she couldn't help being filled with fear in her heart.

"Zhuyan," Song Qinghuai said lightly and skillfully, with a much gentler voice, "I ask you, are you loyal to... the former master?"

Zhuyan's chest trembled violently, as if someone had squeezed her heart tightly.

"Your Highness, servant girl..."

"Ok?"

Song Qinghuai slowly released coercion from his whole body, pressing down the bamboo smoke so much that he couldn't lift his head.

"This subordinate... this subordinate is guilty."

Song Qinghuai smiled lightly when he heard the words, and his eyebrows were even more gentle: "Oh? Are you finally willing to change your mind?"

Zhu Yan knelt down on the ground, pressing her palms on the cold floor tiles, her ten fingers turned white from the force.

"I'll ask you again. Is the signaling clue Lin Yuan got related to the princess? Or... related to Pei Qing?"

Zhu Yan was startled by Song Qinghuai's sensitivity, if he asked such a question, he probably already had some evidence in his hands.But the most important thing right now is to quickly cover up the past.

"Reporting to Your Highness, this subordinate... this subordinate does not know where the letter is, let alone who the message is related to."

Zhu Yan forcibly maintained a steady voice, but there was still some tremor leaking out.

Song Qinghuai chuckled, almost trembling when Zhu Yan heard it.

"You really don't know?"

"really."

Zhu Yan bit the tip of her tongue fiercely, and there was a hint of death in her words.

She stared at the ground closely, and the place where the palace lantern had been shining was covered by a shadow, and a pair of boots embroidered with the dark pattern of a dragon appeared in her sight.

Zhu Yan's pupils shrank suddenly, and her breathing stopped for a moment.

"Zhuyan, how long have you been with the princess?"

"Ah, if Gu is not mistaken, it has been more than ten years, right?"

Song Qinghuai had a warm smile on his lips, but there was no smile in his eyes.He looked at Zhuyan, but it didn't look like he was looking at a person: "Zhuyan, you are actually smarter than Linyuan, do you know that?"

"His Royal Highness praises you, this subordinate...you are not as good as brother in any way."

Song Qinghuai shook his head: "No. Zhuyan, if you were replaced by Linyuan, I'm afraid that Qing'an would not be able to reach the present field."

No matter how Zhu Yan heard it, she didn't feel that Song Qinghuai was praising her, it was clear...that she was accusing her of making her own decisions.

"This subordinate shouldn't allow the princess to leave the palace without permission. If this subordinate is convicted, please punish her!"

Zhu Yan held her breath, while speaking, she kowtowed to Song Qinghuai.

Song Qinghuai lowered her eyebrows, and said in a low voice, "Since that's the case, you can tell Gu, the princess... where have you all gone?"

Zhu Yan pursed her lips, thinking about how to answer.

She didn't know if Song Qinghuai knew about it and came to test her, or if she really didn't know.

She thought it was the latter before, but... after being beaten by Song Qinghuai for a while, Zhu Yan's heart began to shake.

"Does it take so long to think back? If Gu remembers correctly, you and the princess have only been back for an hour, right?"

Song Qinghuai turned around, sat down on the padded stone bench, and continued to play the unfinished chess game.But Zhuyan knelt on the spot, not daring to move, her head was swollen and aching.

Dealing with a master like His Highness is really exhausting, it's better...it's better to let her be punished!
"Reporting to Your Highness, the princess went to the tea house."

Zhuyan knew that it would be fruitless to continue to struggle, so she simply gave an irrelevant answer first.

People come and go in the teahouse, fish and dragons are mixed.Even if His Highness wanted to investigate, he might not be able to find out who was meeting the princess.

"What are you going to do?"

"The princess said... she said she was bored, so she wanted to go out of the palace."

"I don't know that the forbidden area of ​​the palace has become such a place where you can come and go freely?"

Song Qinghuai whispered, the black and white pieces on the chessboard are ready to fight.He didn't go to get new chess pieces, but turned his attention to Zhuyan: "Gu is very curious, Qing'an...how did she get out of the palace?"

Zhu Yan opened her mouth, and before she could think up her words, Song Qinghuai's next question came right after her.

"Also, how did you get in after the key was released?"
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On the other side, it is already a spring event.

Song Qing'an was lying on the couch in a daze, still not understanding how this happened.

Although she was still happy, it was a pity that her heart was bitter and sore.It's more like the two of them have vented their grievances and regrets these days, but they seem to be scratching their heads, with dark clouds lingering in their hearts, which can't go away no matter what.

Song Qing'an turned over and sighed leisurely.

Pei Qing's clothes were intact and she was sitting by the couch.Hearing the movement behind him, he looked back: "Is the princess still not resting?"

Song Qing'an's eyelids were already twitching, but seeing Pei Qing's appearance, he asked curiously: "What about Pei Qing's palm print, don't you...don't rest tonight?"

Pei Qing turned her head and straightened out the folds on her clothes.

"Let's go to rest elsewhere."

As soon as the words fell, he felt that the corner of his clothes was tightly grasped.

"where to?"

Naturally, Pei Qing could easily get rid of this force, but he didn't move, and only reached back to hold Song Qing'an with one hand: "There's no need to tell the princess."

"But Pei's palm print, the door is locked."

As soon as Song Qing'an finished speaking, he wanted to bite off his tongue.

What stupid thing is she saying?
Pei Qing really smiled because of this: "The princess is really confused."

"Pei's palm print really can't accompany me again..."

Her voice was still weak after the incident, trembling, inexplicably wronged, and it made people feel sorry for her.

Pei Qing's eyes moved slightly, and she almost agreed.

But when he thought of it... He lowered his eyes and replied coldly: "No."

Song Qing'an fell silent, but her hands that hadn't relaxed silently clamored for her last struggle.

Then she felt Pei Qing's cool fingers intrude into her fingers, and moved her fingers away one by one.

Song Qing'an took a deep breath, feeling that his breath had become cold.

"Princess, don't be willful."

Pei Qing had already separated her hand, and the hem of her clothes was freed.He got up and said, the strong wind swept over, and the curtains in the couch fell down by themselves.

The light in front of her eyes suddenly dimmed, and with the curtain covering her, Pei Qing's figure was completely blurred.

Song Qing'an pursed her lips, only to feel that the light and shadow in front of her eyes were shaking, twisting, and dripping down again.

There was a soft sound from the direction of the door, and Song Qing'an clearly heard the door opening and closing, after which there was a long silence.

He could have left a long time ago... why wait until now.

Song Qing'an turned his back and stretched out one hand to his side.

There was still warmth there.

It's really... so empty.

(End of this chapter)