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

Chapter 38

The rest of the people couldn't see the movements of Song Qingan and Pei Qing clearly.In their eyes, the palm print stood opposite to the little eunuch, the palm print was condescending and powerful, while the little eunuch was flattering and flattering, trying to cater to him.

Pei Qing lowered her eyes, feeling the trajectory of the fingertips on the back of her hand.

The cool touch stays on the back of the hand, like the trace left by a spirit snake.Pei Qing suddenly raised her eyes to look at Song Qing'an, something flashed in her dark eyes.

The corners of his lips curled up without a trace, and then he raised his hand and bent his knuckles.

This is what it means to let people go.

The factory guards were astonished in their hearts, but they still loosened the hands that were holding down the shoulders of those people as ordered.With a flash of cold light, the dagger cut the rope, and several people were stunned by the sudden release of the restraints, and even the crying children stopped crying.

"My lord, this..."

Pei Qing raised her head slightly, glanced at the person on the shelf, and said a few words: "Old rules."

"Yes."

Song Qing'an withdrew his hands at the right moment before Pei Qing turned around, and folded his hands in front of him again with a low eyebrow and a pleasing look.

"Then these people..."

Pei Qing turned to look at Song Qing'an: "Leave it to him."

At this moment, the factory guards couldn't help but suspect the identity of this strange eunuch.

Zhang Yin valued him so much that he could even tolerate some disrespectful actions from this person.Could it be that they didn't feel this person's internal strength before, not because he was too weak, but because his strength was far superior to theirs?
The faces of the people changed slightly, and the eyes they looked at the two became more respectful.

Song Qing'an didn't know what these people were thinking, she only felt that they were troublesome.

While thinking about it, she followed Pei Qing out of the prison department.After staying in that dark prison for a while, when I came out again, I felt like a world away.

Song Qingan took a few deep breaths, but still felt the smell of blood lingering at the tip of his nose.

Liu Quan was already waiting outside with a sedan chair. If it wasn't for bringing Song Qing'an with him, Pei Qing would never take a sedan chair when going to and from the Prison Officer.

The furnishings in the sedan chair are the same as when Song Qingan first came here, the only difference is that there are lights in the sedan chair this time.

A lamp is like a bean, but it is better than nothing.

The two sat side by side in the sedan chair, each silent.The disguise on Song Qing'an's face had already been removed, and it was Pei Qing who said it was an eyesore, so she took it off with her own hands.

Suddenly, Pei Qing broke the silence.

"Has the princess ever regretted it?"

Song Qing'an was startled: "What do you regret?"

Pei Qing spoke very slowly, as if each word was twirled on the tip of his tongue before it popped out: "Of course... I regret having contact with people like our family."

Song Qing frowned slightly, wondering: "What's wrong with Pei's palm print?"

"Our family?" He chuckled, "Didn't the princess see it with her own eyes tonight?"

"Cruel, treacherous, omnipotent."

He said casually: "Everyone in the world says so."

"But Pei Zhangyin, what you did...I did it too."

Song Qing'an gently held Pei Qing's hand, only to realize that his hand was as cold as ice.

"The princess still has a way out."

"Then how about I... die from the future?"

Song Qing'an held Pei Qing's hand to her cheek, trying to warm him up: "Why doesn't Pei Qing always believe me..."

Pei Qing sneered, as if mocking her, but she didn't move her hand away.

"The princess also saw it tonight. That's where our family stays."

"Don't the princess feel dirty?"

Song Qing'an leaned against Pei Qing's palm, lowered his eyes and thought for a while, and said, "The prison department is indeed not a good place, it's too dark, too cold, and too dead."

It seemed that the hands on the cheeks could not be warmed up, but Song Qingan felt that his cheeks and hands were getting colder.

"But... the chief of prison is the chief of prison, and the palm of Pei is the palm of Pei."

"I won't be like the world because of this, thinking that Pei's palm print is heinous."

Song Qing'an stretched out his other hand and put it on the back of Pei Qing's hand: "After all... Mu Zhi and I should be the same people."

She vaguely felt that Pei Qing was not very happy, but this anger was not directed at her.

It's like... I'm angry with myself.

Song Qing'an thought it was funny, but didn't show it.

"The princess is a golden branch and a jade leaf, how dare our family dare to climb high?"

Pei Qing glanced at Song Qing'an inexplicably, under the dim candlelight, her eyes were exceptionally clear.

"Then Pei's palm print can be imagined..."

Song Qing'an let go of Pei Qing's hand, turned over and sat on Pei Qing's lap, wrapping his arms around his neck.

She leaned over slowly, and whispered each word in Pei Qing's ear.

"Fold, gold, branch."

The surroundings seemed to be quiet for a moment, and then Song Qingan felt her waist tighten, the force was so great that it could almost break her.

Song Qingan's breathing fluctuated for a moment, but he managed to stabilize himself.

Her posture right now is quite dangerous, if you don't pay attention, you will encounter some taboos...

Song Qing'an didn't know what Pei Qing's attitude was towards this, but ordinary eunuchs... probably cared a lot.

"Princess, you can think clearly." Pei Qing put one hand on the back of her neck, forcing her to lean against his head, as if rubbing ears together, "There is no room for regret."

Song Qing'an smiled softly, and leaned on him obediently: "Mu Zhi, I have never regretted it."

This is the first time Pei Qing has confirmed with her in such an obvious manner, and Song Qing'an is sure that this is a rare opportunity.

As her words fell to the ground, the sedan chair became quiet again.It took a long time before Pei Qing said "OK".

Pei Qing pinched Song Qingan's chin, forcing her to look at herself.

The faint candlelight made the car cramped, and Pei Qing's face was not clear in front of his eyes, except for those narrow snake-like eyes that were difficult to ignore.Song Qing'an saw his red lips opening and closing, and said the following words.

"The princess... will never be able to escape from our family's palm in this life."

From then on, she truly became Pei Qing's palm bird.

Maybe not just the palm finch.
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In the early morning of the next day, Song Qing'an woke up in his bedroom.

When I was at the Prison Department yesterday, Song Qing'an wrote down what the man said on the back of Pei Qing's hand.If you want to use Pei Qing's methods, there will be results no later than tomorrow.

As for that person's family members... Song Qing'an finally helped them settle down in Beijing as Princess Zhaoding.

This is the case on the surface, but it is Pei Qing who actually arranges.

This is protection and surveillance.

From Pei Qing's point of view, this should be regarded as a gift from him to Song Qing'an.

The grace of saving lives will always come in handy in the future.

Even though he woke up, Song Qing'an still felt a little tired.These days, dealing with Pei Qing and taking care of her elder brother at the same time, she hardly ever had a rest.

Thinking of Pei Qing, Song Qing'an felt somewhat happy.

Finally, some results have been achieved, at least Pei Qing allowed her to stay by his side longer.What she has to do is... to push forward silently.

I can probably rest for a while these days.

Song Qingan narrowed his eyes comfortably, and lifted the curtain by himself.

Zhu Yan outside was a little surprised, seeing the way her eyebrows stretched, she couldn't help but smile a little.

"Does the princess want to go out for a walk today?"

The sun outside is just right, it is still warm, and it is indeed a suitable day for travel.

Song Qing'an didn't answer, she got off the bed barefoot and walked towards the dressing table.

"Princess, catch a cold carefully!"

Zhu Yan followed with her shoes and socks, and when she was putting them on for her, she heard Song Qing'an talking nonsense.

"Zhuyan, I want to learn to dance."

(End of this chapter)