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

Chapter 59
"Where is brother taking me?"

The carriage rattles and passes through the noisy market.Song Qing'an raised the curtain of the car and looked out curiously, while asking Song Qinghuai.

Ordinarily, the scene should have been cleared to clear the way, but Song Qinghuai cared about the people, so he avoided this matter.As for Song Qing'an...it doesn't matter.

Song Qinghuai was sitting in the car, looking at Song Qing'an's head probing his head, his eyes flicked with love,

"We'll know when we arrive."

Hearing that Song Qing'an put down the car curtain, he gave him a sideways glance with anger and blame: "Brother, are you still cheating on me?"

Song Qinghuai only waved to her, and the latter sat back obediently.

"I haven't seen Yue'er for a long time, of course I want to give a surprise."

The two were sitting opposite each other, looking at Song Qinghuai's appearance, Song Qing'an was in a daze for a moment.

It was a hasty meeting before, but now that they are opposite, Song Qing'an really realized that his brother is really back.

Not a dream, nor a fantasy.

But after not seeing each other for many years, it will be a little strange after all, Song Qing'an felt a little uncomfortable, and said with a smile: "Then thank you, brother."

Song Qinghuai let out an "um", and the two of them stopped talking.Song Qing'an leaned on the soft pillow and rocked the carriage lightly, unexpectedly feeling drowsy.

Just as her head was on the verge of falling, Lin Yuan shouted outside the car: "Your Highness, Princess, we're here."

Song Qing'an rubbed his sleepy eyes, it happened that Song Qinghuai had got off the carriage at this time.Song Qingan held out his hand and let Song Qinghuai help him down.

"Yue'er, look, do you still recognize this place?"

Song Qinghuai's gentle and elegant voice rang in his ears like a clear spring.Song Qingan narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at the scene in front of him, his eyes showed a little bewilderment.

This is... this is...

"Ten years ago, my mother brought you and me here."

Song Qing'an remembered that before the incident happened, her mother was still a favorite concubine.Emperor Liang naturally agreed to the favored concubine's request.

So that day, mother took them here to visit the lake and enjoy the scenery, which was a rare comfort.

"……I remember."

Song Qing'an murmured in a low voice, staring blankly at the boat on the lake.

"Your Highness, the boat is ready."

Song Qinghuai nodded, and said softly to Song Qingan, "Yue'er, let's go."

Song Qing'an nodded slightly, and followed his footsteps.

Song Qinghuai arranged the largest painting cruise ship here, with intricate carvings and patterns on it, and the golden lacquer glass is particularly dazzling in the sun.Song Qing'an couldn't help laughing: "Brother, this is too ostentatious."

Song Qinghuai turned around and stretched out his arms so that Song Qing'an could get on the boat: "It's rare to take you out of the palace once, so many eyes are watching. If you don't arrange better, it will inevitably lead to people talking."

Song Qing'an also understands this truth, but she is still a little uncomfortable about it because she is used to being clumsy.

The painting boat is big enough, and its furnishings are no different from ordinary houses. Song Qingan even felt that it looked like his own bedroom when he looked at it.

"I will stay here tonight, and I ordered someone to arrange it according to Yue'er's inner hall."

Song Qing'an turned his head abruptly: "Brother, did you write it down?"

"I went back once last time, so I will remember it by the way." Song Qinghuai raised his eyebrows with a calm expression, "But there will still be mistakes, Yue'er, don't blame brother."

"No, Yue'er won't."

Song Qing'an slightly lowered his eyelids to hide the tears in his eyes.

"Okay, let's go out and have a look."

Song Qing'an gently rubbed her ears and said in a warm voice.

Song Qing'an was silent for a while, quickly calmed down, took the initiative to hold Song Qinghuai's arm, and smiled with him: "Okay."

The painting boat has left the shore slowly and is floating on the lake.Song Qing'an put on the veiled hat, and stood side by side with Song Qinghuai under the sun.

In fact, there are not many cruise ships on the lake today, Xu got the letter in advance, and they all avoided it one after another.The spring breeze on the lake was clear, Song Qing'an squinted his eyes and raised his head slightly to let the wind blow by.

The veiled hat hung all the way to her shoulders, which also blocked Song Qinghuai's inquiring sight.

"Is Yue'er still afraid of the cold?"

Song Qinghuai asked casually as if caring, but Song Qingan's heart rang alarm bells.

"It's the imperial doctor who said that it's easy to cough when the throat gets wind, so let me pay attention."

Song Qing'an replied calmly, there was nothing wrong with it.

Song Qinghuai lowered her eyes and saw that under the cover of white gauze, her neck was still covered by the material.

"Since the imperial doctor said so, Yue'er should be more careful."

Song Qinghuai didn't ask any more questions, just looked into the distance, not knowing what he was thinking about.

"Brother... are you okay in Habayashi Guard?"

"Shang Ke, it's fairly simple there, without much thought." Song Qinghuai pursed his lips, "It's you, you didn't suffer from such a big disturbance in the palace a few days ago, right?"

Song Qing'an shook his head: "Changle Palace is far away from my Changning Palace, and I am recuperating in the palace, of course not."

"That's fine."

Song Qinghuai sighed as if relieved: "I'm just worried about what Concubine Liu will do to you."

"Brother, don't worry, isn't Eldest Sister still in Beijing? As long as Eldest Sister is here, she won't be in the mood to take care of me."

Song Qinghuai responded casually: "Does Yue'er know why she suddenly returned to Beijing?"

Song Qing'an was stunned for a moment, and then smiled lowly: "She kept it a secret, even in the palace, she never leaked any information. But I guess... maybe she is looking for someone."

"Find someone?"

Song Qinghuai frowned, and heard Song Qing'an say: "I'm just guessing, brother, don't worry about it."

"Your Highness, this is from the boatman. It is said to be new tea. Please try it with the princess."

"Put it there."

Song Qinghuai pointed to the table beside him, and he was still standing by the railing with Song Qingan.

"Brother...this place seems to be the same as before."

"Does Yue'er still remember?" Song Qinghuai supported the threshold with one hand, feeling a little emotional, "It is true that there is not much change, but Yue'er and I...are not the same as before."

Song Qing'an felt that he meant something, so she couldn't help raising her eyelids to look.

"Yue'er was so young in the past, in a flash... she is old enough to get married."

While talking, Song Qinghuai gently lifted Song Qingan's veil.Without the light veil covering her face, her face was much clearer.Song Qinghuai looked at her for a while, then reached out to straighten her slightly messy temple hair.

"Elder brother still talks about me, isn't elder brother never married?"

Song Qinghuai smiled lightly: "That's right."

"Why, elder brother can't understand me like this, and wants to marry me as soon as he comes back?"

Song Qing'an was joking, but Song Qinghuai's expression really dimmed.

"If it's possible... I really want to send Yue'er away as soon as possible." Song Qinghuai looked at Song Qing'an, but seemed to be looking at another person through her eyes, "Beijing is too dangerous, it's not the place for Yue'er to stay. "

"Brother."

Song Qing'an restrained his smile, his eyes were quiet.She took Song Qinghuai's hand and shook it firmly.

"I finally waited for my brother to come back, how could I want to be separated from him again."

"I have been here for the past few years without my brother. Now that my brother is by my side, what danger is there?"

"Yue'er..." Song Qinghuai seemed to want to say something, but finally turned into a sigh.

"If Yue'er is implicated by me, how can I be worthy of my mother."

Song Qing'an lowered his eyes, his pupils were as dark as ink: "Don't mention it again, brother, it's all my own will."

The spring sun was shining, and the warmth was intoxicating, but Song Qinghuai felt that the hand holding her was so cold.

"That's right, don't mention it."

Song Qinghuai held her hand instead, and said solemnly: "But Qing'an, you have to remember. No matter what you want to do, you still have me."

"Don't always be alone, you know?"

Song Qing'an lowered his eyes, not knowing whether to listen, Song Qinghuaiquan assumed that she had acquiesced, and held her hand tightly again.

(End of this chapter)