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

Chapter 3 Princess
"By the way, princess, what should I do with this umbrella?" Zhu Yan held the umbrella that Pei Qing had sent, with a perplexed expression on his face.

Song Qing'an raised his eyelids and glanced at it, then said softly, "It's burnt."

"This..." Zhu Yan hesitated a little, this umbrella is very delicate, under the candlelight, there are faint golden dark lines flashing on the umbrella surface, which is quite beautiful.

Of course Zhuyan didn't hesitate because of this, she originally thought that Song Qing'an brought this thing back for other purposes, but who knew it was going to be burned.That being the case, why not just throw it halfway?
Seeing that the bamboo smoke had not moved for a long time, Song Qing'an asked strangely: "What's wrong?"

"It's all right, maidservant is going right away." Zhu Yan was excited, and went to the side hall with an umbrella.

Song Qing'an withdrew his gaze and stared fixedly into the mirror.

Her elder brother, Song Qinghuai, was sent to Qinzhou by Emperor Liang several years ago.It is said to be experience, but in fact it is no different from exile.Now... right now... I can come back right away.

Although her brother said that everything was still early, she didn't mind helping him to speed up.For example... let Emperor Liang have some problems.

Emperor Liang's heirs are thin, and by then, the only legitimate successor will be his elder brother.

Everything was going well, but...

Thinking of Pei Qing, Song Qing'an's eyes suddenly darkened, and his mind twisted for a moment.

If it weren't for him...

Throwing the umbrella without letting him see it, is it a bit of a face-to-face for him, right?
There was some faint smell coming from the side hall, it was bamboo smoke burning umbrellas.A gleam of pleasure flashed in Song Qing'an's heart, and he thought viciously, it would be great if that umbrella was his...
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The next day, Liu Quan quickly found Xiao Rong according to Pei Qing's order.

But this little Rong is obviously not the same person as last night.

Pei Qing looked coldly at the maid who was kneeling down, trembling with fear, and felt bored.

There is indeed a "Xiao Rong" in the palace, but she is a criminal servant who fills in the clothing bureau.Xiaorong never dreamed that he would be summoned by a big man in the palace in this life, and he was speechless for a moment.

"Raise your head."

Pei Qing glanced at Liu Quan, Liu Quan immediately understood, and said to Xiao Rong.

Seeing the maid raised her head, the only expectations in Pei Qing's heart disappeared completely.

Too ordinary, too cowardly.

He thought of the shining "Xiao Rong" in the snowy light last night, beautiful...and dangerous.In fact, for Pei Qing, there was nothing dangerous anymore.But that "Little Rong" made him unreasonably think of the "beautiful snake" written in some books of the previous dynasty.

Pei Qing waved her hand, and Xiao Rong was immediately taken down.

"She didn't see you at the Palace of Comfort, did you?"

Suddenly, Pei Qing asked Liu Quan.The latter was taken aback for a moment: "Return...reply to Mr. Palm Print, yes."

"She didn't come out after entering the Anle Palace. When the subordinates went in, they found those clothes."

Pei Qing was rather sleepy: "You said this yesterday, so you don't need to mention it again."

"Has the booklet been sent?"

"Your Majesty said, let Master Zhangyin make the decision."

Pei Qing raised her eyebrows, and a treacherous smile floated in her lacquered eyes.That is of course, I am afraid that Emperor Liang is now concentrating on the cold food powder he presented yesterday, how could he devote his energy to dealing with political affairs.

Perhaps he did not have much loyalty to Emperor Liang, but he also did not want Emperor Liang to die at the hands of others inexplicably.
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"Princess, maidservant heard that today the Supervisor of Rituals sent someone to the Clothes Bureau to arrest someone."

"Who?"

"It seems to be...Xiao Rong?"

Song Qing'an was drinking tea, when he heard this, he paused and almost spit out the tea in his mouth.

They don't seriously think that Xiao Rong and Xiao Shao will have anything to do with each other, do they?As far as she knew, it was just someone Xiao Shao gave some money to the female secretary of the Huanyi Bureau and asked casually.

but……

"Be careful. Although we can't be found for the time being, the things I left in Anle Palace yesterday may have been taken away. It is estimated that several nearby palaces have also been searched."

Zhu Yan nodded, with a rare look of rejoicing: "Fortunately, the princess knows that there is a secret way to escape, and Changning Palace and Anle Palace are far away, so it should be fine."

Song Qingan's eyelashes drooped slightly, that's right...it should be fine, nothing could be done around her, and everything that might expose her was gone.But for some reason, Song Qing'an always felt anxious.

"Cough cough."

Zhu Yan turned her head and coughed a few times.

It was still too cold in winter, although some palace officials still remembered to send some charcoal fire, but those were mostly leftover low-quality charcoal.Not to mention the burning and choking of the nose, it won't be much warmer, and the hall is still like an ice cellar.

Knowing that Song Qing'an was afraid of the cold, Zhu Yan gave Song Qing'an her thick clothes, and she carried them for a few days, but she still caught the cold.

Seeing Zhuyan coughing badly, Song Qingan frowned, a little worried: "Zhuyan, why don't you rest for a few days."

"It's okay." Zhu Yan smiled at Song Qing'an, "It's just choking on the smoke."

"Is the princess going to the Plum Garden today?"

Song Qing'an's gaze swept Zhu Yan up and down, seeing her firm attitude, he didn't insist.

"Today... I have to go there today." Today is the anniversary of my mother's death.

Song Qing'an let Zhuyan put on a cloak for himself, and then lightly pressed Zhuyan's hand.

"You don't have to follow me. Remember, if you really can't hold it anymore, take a rest."

Song Qing'an put on his hood, lowered his head slightly, and walked out of Changning Palace quickly.

The plum garden is not far from Changning Palace, where hundreds of plum trees are planted.The red plums and thin snow complement each other, which is really beautiful.

But Song Qing'an didn't come to admire the plum blossoms.

Concubine Shu loved plum blossoms the most during her lifetime, and she planted a plum tree among them.

Others may not be able to tell the difference, but to Song Qing'an this is not the case.

She had already stopped in front of a plum tree, and caressed the rough trunk with her bare hands, a few scratches could be faintly seen on the trunk.

The snow in the plum garden hadn't been swept away, but Song Qing'an sat down on his knees as if he couldn't feel the cold at all.

"Mother……"

Song Qingan's voice was as soft as a raving.She is afraid of the cold, so she punishes herself with the cold.The bone-eating chill spread from his knees inch by inch, Song Qing'an didn't notice it, he just lowered his head, and there was a faint sparkle in his eyes.

"Miss Xiaorong?"

The voice behind him made Song Qing'an's body stiff, and his eyes widened unconsciously.

No way?How can he be here?
She put away her emotions and looked back.

Pei Qing, dressed in black with a jade belt and a crane cloak, stood between the plain sky and the earth, meeting Song Qing'an's eyes.

The hood made her face even smaller, and the tip of her nose, face and cheeks were tinged red, as if she had been frozen.His eyes are full, and the ends of his eyes are rubbed red, showing a sad look.

"I have seen Mr. Palmprint."

Song Qing'an got up to greet him, but was stopped by Pei Qing again.

"Miss Xiaorong... oh no, maybe our family should call you..."

Supporting Song Qingan's arm, Pei Qing slowly approached her ear.

"Three princesses."

"Our family can't bear the gift of the princess."

Pei Qing straightened up and looked deeply into Song Qing'an's eyes.

Song Qing'an wore a lot of clothes, but she could still faintly feel the chill coming from the place where Pei Qing held her arm.

(End of this chapter)