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

Chapter 22 The Lantern
Snowflakes were flying all over the sky, Pei Qing protected Song Qing'an, and drove back to Zhenguo Temple.The north wind is blowing, the sky is frozen and the ground is closed, only the place where the two of them touch each other exudes warmth, as if they are the only support for each other.

Liu Quan saw the palm print and the princess didn't come back until after midnight, he couldn't help but lower his head, and led the horse away as if fleeing.

He knew every time the palm print had a secret meeting with the princess. If the two broke up later, would he be killed by the palm print?

Thinking of this, Liu Quan couldn't help feeling sad.

Song Qing'an was sent back to the Buddhist hall by Pei Qing, the Cui Zhu inside was waiting, and had changed from anxious to numb.Seeing that the princess was sent back by the palm print, she was not surprised.

"Thank you for sending me the palm print."

Song Qing'an smiled softly, and quietly took Pei Qing's hand under the cover of her body, and hooked her little finger in his palm.

Pei Qing smiled imperceptibly, shook her hand back, then turned and left.

Song Qingan leaned against the door, watched his back as he left, and asked Cuizhu a question without thinking.

"Cuizhu, isn't Pei's palm print good for people?"

Cuizhu:? ——
In the early morning of the next day, the car in front of Zhenguo Temple was ready, waiting to take Song Qing'an back to the palace.

The abbot led the monks in the temple to send Song Qing'an out. Song Qing'an walked in front, turning around and whispering to the abbot from time to time.Before we bid farewell, the abbot looked rather reluctantly.

The newly-appointed Princess Zhaoding has a good temper and wisdom, and she speaks very well.The abbot has dealt with many nobles in the palace, the last one like this was Concubine Shu.

Thinking of Concubine Shu, the abbot looked at Song Qing'an with some compassion in his eyes.

Amitabha.

That empress is a kind person, but her fate is miserable. I hope the Buddha can bless her children.

Cuizhu and Liu Quan, the only two who knew that Song Qingan and Pei Qing were together last night, were now blending in the crowd with lowered eyebrows.Listening to the praise of Song Qing'an by the monks in the temple, both of them felt a little numb.

Ah, if you knew who the princess was actually with, I'm afraid you wouldn't say all this.

Song Qing'an thanked the abbot softly, then turned and boarded the carriage.She opened the small curtain and looked out, just in time to see Pei Qing.

Her eyes were curved, and a little smile appeared, like stars twinkling.

Pei Qing glanced in the direction of Song Qing'an seemingly unintentionally, and immediately rode to the front of the team, her expression as usual.

Praying for the team to return to the palace safely, Emperor Liang granted rewards according to the usual practice, and there were also rewards after canonization.

All kinds of rouge, powder, silk and satin, and jewelry were brought in like water, but Zhu Yan was full of energy, directing the maids to register the rewards into the warehouse one by one.

Finally, New Year's Eve also came to Changning Palace.

After Song Qing'an came back from Zhenguo Temple, he went back to the inner hall to catch up on sleep, and didn't care about these things outside.

Cui Zhu was pointed out to Song Qing'an by Pei Qing. Although there was a sense of surveillance in it, there was Pei Qing's person in her palace, so it would be more convenient to find Pei Qing in the future.

Song Qing'an didn't sleep peacefully this time. In the dream, there was Concubine Shu's sad face for a while, Song Qinghuai's leaving back for a while, and... a foot of white silk and feet hanging in the air.

In the dim curtain, Song Qingan's tightly closed eyes suddenly opened.She stared at the ceiling, gasping for breath, her heart beating fast.

She dreamed again... dreamed of the day when the Lu family was ransacked.

That was the beginning of everything after that. Although Concubine Shu, the daughter of the Lu family, survived because of Emperor Liang's favor, she was completely heartbroken and did not want to associate with Emperor Liang again.

After falling out of favor, Concubine Shu's situation in the palace plummeted, but because of a pair of children, Concubine Shu gritted her teeth and persisted for another year.

Until... Emperor Liang decreed to send Song Qinghuai to Qinzhou.

At that time, Song Qinghuai was only 13 years old, and asking him to go to the border area of ​​Qinzhou was tantamount to sending him to death.

Perhaps the blow was too great...Concubine Shu finally couldn't hold on, and ruined herself with a white silk.

During the first period of time, Song Qing'an would dream of the situation in the palace on the day of the execution, and the death of his mother after that.

This nightmare has not appeared for a long time, but now it haunts her again.

Song Qing'an rubbed his head and slowly propped himself up.

She had to go faster... and faster.

For the mother, for the wronged soul of the Lu family...and for the elder brother.

Song Qing'an silently clenched his palms tightly, and then let go after a while.

She felt a deep sense of powerlessness, she was alone in the palace, and she was still weak.

The last time she mingled among the court ladies was the closest she was to success, but such an opportunity would never come again.

Thinking of the dead Xiao Shao, Song Qing felt ashamed.

Cuizhu, who was guarding outside the tent, heard the movement and asked inside: "Is the princess getting up?"

Song Qingan was silent for a while before realizing that it was Cuizhu outside.

"Where's Bamboo Smoke?"

"Reporting to the princess, elder sister Zhuyan is checking the warehouse."

Song Qing'an responded after a long time, and stretched out a hand from the curtain: "Arrange the dressing."

Cui Zhu stepped back here, and brought four or five maids in after a while to wash Song Qing'an.

In front of the bronze mirror, Song Qing'an looked so sleepy that even she couldn't stand it anymore, so she ordered the maid to put more pearl powder and rouge.

At this moment, Zhuyan lifted the curtain and came in, holding a sandalwood box in his hand; the two maidservants behind him each carried a lamp.

"You go down first."

Zhu Yan turned away all the maidservants who were dressing Song Qing'an, and then glanced at Cui Zhu who was beside her.

Forget it, she belongs to Pei's palm print, so it's okay to keep it.

"Princess, this is from Mr. Palm Print."

Song Qing'an turned sideways, and saw the things in the hands of the two maidservants at a glance.

A rabbit lamp, a thirteen sceneries in the south of the Yangtze River.

It was the two lamps she had taken a fancy to the night before.

Song Qingan's pupils shrank slightly, as if he couldn't believe it.

The bamboo smoke on the side opened the lid of the sandalwood box and handed it over, and a jade pendant fan lay quietly inside.Its jade color is warm and emerald, and the carving is fine. When Song Qingan picked it up, the tentacles were warm and moist. It is indeed the best suet jade.

"Put it on my dressing table." Song Qing'an gently put the jade step rocker back and closed the lid.

"And what about the two lamps?"

"Put it next to the bed, one on each side."

While talking, Song Qing'an finally showed some smiles.

"By the way, princess, when He Nian came to deliver things today, tell the servant girl that the princess may move to the palace in a few days."

This is good news. When Zhu Yan talked about this, there was a smile on his face: "Princess got ready earlier."

Song Qing'an glanced at Cuizhu intentionally or unintentionally: "What does your Majesty mean?"

"This... the servant girl doesn't know, probably."

"Where does the newly appointed Princess Yuhe live?"

"It's in Changle Palace."

Song Qing'an understood that if she is still the one who is married, she would be the one living in Changle Palace right now.

Emperor Liang didn't care about the affairs of the harem, Liu Qiyun was put together by her, so naturally it was impossible to arrange to move to the palace with good intentions.Then only...

Pei Qing.

Song Qing'an couldn't help sighing, she didn't want Pei Qing to do so much.This is good, she owes Pei Qing more and more, and she might even fold the book into it.

"Understood," Song Qing'an nodded, just as Zhu Yan was about to leave, Song Qing'an stopped her again, "When does the palace banquet start?"

Zhu Yan also couldn't remember clearly, Cui Zhu at the side answered, "It's not time to report back to the princess."

"Then hurry up and dress up," Song Qingan sat facing the bronze mirror again, and picked up the jade step rock on the dressing table with one hand to play with, "Tonight's palace banquet... I will wear this one."

(End of this chapter)