Chapter 10 Where is Song Huai?

Passing through the palace gate along the long palace road, Shen Qianzhao got into the carriage and brought Caiqiu to Dongjiu Factory.

The factory guard at the gate saw the carriage coming. It was a gorgeous, luxurious and noble carriage with the royal logo. In the entire imperial city, except for the Holy One, only two of them had this honor, so they immediately went to pay homage.

The crown prince Shen Qianmu had already left Beijing to go to Jibei for disaster relief a few days ago, the Holy Majesty must have a large number of guards when he leaves the palace, not just a few palace attendants.

Then the person who will appear here now, the person in the carriage, can only be Princess Yongle who lives in the palace and is favored by the Holy One.

With Caiqiu's support, Shen Qianzhao got out of the carriage. When she glanced at it, the door opened in front of her, and her heart twitched violently.
The last time she came here was a lifetime ago. At that time, Song Huai left without saying goodbye. She ran out of the palace late at night and came in a hurry, wanting to find him, but got the news that Song Huai was dead.

She collapsed and fainted, and when she woke up three days later, Song Huai had already been buried.

She couldn't even see the last side.

She never knew why Song Huai left without saying goodbye at that time, and no one was willing to tell her what happened.

Shen Qianzhao tightly held Caiqiu's hand, and the steps she took were extraordinarily heavy.

Cai Qiu faintly felt that something was wrong with Shen Qianzhao beside him, and reminded in a low voice, "Your Highness, Lord Zhou is in front."

Only then did Shen Qianzhao come back to her senses, she took a deep breath, she shouldn't have lost her composure like this, it happened in her previous life, this time, it will definitely not happen again, she will definitely do her best to protect the people around her.

"Master Zhou." Shen Qianzhao looked calm.

"Your Highness will see you, Your Highness is thousand years old." Zhou Yan's eyes showed a trace of complicated emotions, why did this little ancestor come here.

"I don't know what your Highness wants to order when you come today?"

A few days ago, the matter of leading two people to catch ants and insects in the palace had just passed, and he vaguely felt that this little Highness must have some troubles when he came today, but he must not get involved with that person again.
Shen Qianzhao looked around, but he didn't see that familiar figure, and then he looked at Zhou Yan, "Master Zhou, my father asked me to come to you to pick a martial arts master. I don't know if Master Zhou has any suggestions. the candidate?"

Shen Qianzhao's casual tone aggravated Zhou Yan's sense of uneasiness. The emperor's order cannot be violated. He slightly bent down and said respectfully, "Please also move to the martial arts field with your subordinates, and wait for your subordinates to choose one or two for your highness. "

Shen Qianzhao nodded slightly, and slowly followed Zhou Yan.

Passing through the corridor, a breeze blew gently, and the glazed hairpins on Shen Qianzhao's bun swayed and collided with each other, making a crisp and pleasant sound.

At this time, in the training ground, several people who were competing on the field were fighting fiercely, and some people were clapping and applauding below.

Zhou Yan frowned. Such a noise would be fine in normal times, but now it's different.

With a cold face, he was about to speak, but Shen Qianzhao stopped him.

Passing through the crowd, Shen Qianzhao saw the silent and tall figure at a glance, wearing light clothes, standing aside.

The sun shone slightly in the crowd, but in her eyes, it seemed that Song Huai was the only one left. Under the sun, she was shining brightly. Even her usually tense and rigid expression was a little loose. The whole person seemed relaxed and at ease. , It seems to make people get closer.

Unparalleled handsomeness.

The corners of Shen Qianzhao's lips raised slightly, "Master Zhou, can you take me over there to have a look?"

Zhou Yan looked in the direction Shen Qianzhao was looking at, which was where Song Huai and the others were. He frowned slightly, but still bent over and answered respectfully, "Yes."

Following the sound of Qingling's glass colliding, everyone in the martial arts training ground stopped at the same time, their sights were obvious or peeking, and they all followed that strange and extraordinarily petite figure.

In Dongchang, there is an endless stream of people coming and going every day, but this is the first time for a girl who looks dignified and is treated with respect by Zhou Yan.

Someone watched curiously, most of them didn't know the identity of this person.

Walking in front of Song Huai and his party, seeing Chengfeng and the others still staring at him in a daze, Zhou Yan frowned and scolded angrily, "Have you met Princess Yongle soon?"

The people present looked at each other in blank dismay, scrambling to salute.

"You don't need to be too polite." Shen Qianzhao approached them with light steps.

Zhou Yan followed closely behind Shen Qianzhao, "Your Highness, this is Cheng Feng. He helped His Highness with errands the day before yesterday, and his skills are excellent. How does Your Highness think?"

Shen Qianzhao looked in the direction Zhou Yan pointed at, and saw an unfamiliar face. She did call two people that day, but at that time her attention was on Song Huai, so why would she notice another person? ?
Chengfeng was a little nervous, his palms were sweating finely
Why did this little highness come here? Could it be that the gossip he uttered that day let her know?
Chengfeng thought about it, and suddenly felt a chill on the back of his neck.

Shen Qianzhao seemed to be examining Chengfeng, but in fact, his peripheral vision was on another silent black figure behind him.

Song Huai lowered his face, did not look at Shen Qianzhao, seemed calm, seemed to have no memory of what happened that day at all, and did not respond to the sudden arrival of the little highness, but in fact...
The first time Shen Qianzhao stepped into the training ground, he had already noticed her.

I thought that after the absurdity of the last time, I would never see this little Highness again, but I didn't expect to see him again so soon.

Song Huai only glanced at it from a distance, then looked away, but his heart tightened inexplicably.

Shen Qianzhao looked at Song Huai who kept his head down to ride the wind, and then looked at Song Huai, who was also hanging his face over there, and thought: If Song Huai was called by name directly, it would definitely attract attention, but Zhou Yan didn't mention it this time. Song Huai made it impossible for her to speak out to someone important.

Caiqiu on the side has been with Shen Qianzhao for many years, she can guess Shen Qianzhao's thoughts with every frown, smile, and subtle move.

Although his mind was complicated, at this moment, he still said to Shen Qianzhao, "Your Highness, I remember that there were indeed two adults who helped His Highness that day."

The corners of Shen Qianzhao's mouth were slightly curved, and the red lips parted slightly, "Oh...is that so? Then there is another one here?"

The contemptuous voice fell on the ears of those present, Zhou Yan frowned, unwilling to answer.

Chengfeng was afraid that he would suffer, so he wanted to pull his companion along, and immediately saluted and replied, "If you go back to Your Highness, it was Song Huai who was with my subordinate that day."

Zhou Yan's lips were pursed into a line, and there seemed to be faint anger and dissatisfaction in Chengfeng's eyes.

Shen Qianzhao said "Oh", "Song Huai"

The voice was clear and soft, and it floated into Song Huai's ears, knocking on the door of his heart one after another, and the simple two words brought Song Huai back to that scorching afternoon, Yongle Everything that happened in the temple.

He never knew that his own name would sound so beautiful when it was pronounced.

Shen Qianzhao saw Song Huai staying silently behind him all the time, he couldn't help feeling a little downcast in his heart, looked straight at the people in front of him, and asked softly, "Is Song Huai here?"

From her point of view, whether it was Song Huai in his previous life or Song Huai in this life, he always had a lukewarm attitude towards her. She entered, he retreated, she retreated, and he avoided thousands of miles.

As if he was a sharp weapon that could hurt people's lives.

(End of this chapter)

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