After rebirth, Her Royal Highness is a black lotus flower

Chapter 171 Your Highness, I Will Do Everything I Can To You

After entering a private room in a small restaurant that was not considered luxurious, Shen Qianzhao was finally able to take off his bamboo hat.

Song Huai took the bamboo hat and put it aside, "I've been here a few times before. Although the dishes are not as many as Ruyilou, the taste is still very good."

He was worried that the little girl would be a bit picky when she was used to delicacies from mountains and seas, so he chose such a restaurant over and over again.

Shen Qianzhao looked at the private room, and thought it was pretty good, and it was considered a famous restaurant in the capital.

"I want to taste whatever you like."

There was a sweet smile on Shen Qianzhao's soft and white face, and he poked Song Huai's heart all at once, as if his whole heart had been filled with honey, it was so sweet, it seemed to be bubbling.

"Then I'll take you to other places when I have a chance." Song Huai slightly curved his mouth and pulled away the chair next to him.

When there is a chance in the future, if Shen Qianzhao is willing, he wants to take her out of the capital to see the scenery outside.

Seeing the little girl in front of him answering without hesitation, Song Huai was filled with different expectations for the future.

The two chatted while eating, and when they talked about what happened in the hall that day, Shen Qianzhao remembered something else.

She looked at Song Huai with great interest, "I heard that Xue Ling has been abolished. You Dongchang is well informed. Does Mr. Song know who did it?"

Song Huai paused while holding the chopsticks, but his expression was as usual. He put down the chopsticks, scooped up half a bowl of fish soup with a spoon, and put it in front of Shen Qianzhao, "This fish soup is delicious, try it."

Shen Qianzhao really tasted it twice, "It's really delicious. So, does Master Song know who made it?"

While drinking the fish soup, she stared at Song Huai.

Just wondering how he would react, whether to tell himself, or tell a lie and skip it.

But Song Huaidan said, "There are a lot of people coming and going in the capital recently. I guess it was done by some people from the Jianghu who are jealous and hateful. Dongchang didn't take over to investigate this matter, so I don't know."

While talking, he took another piece of meat and put it in Shen Qianzhao's bowl, "You've lost weight, you should eat more."

As the emperor said that day, the little girl has indeed lost weight, and I don't know if the food in the palace is not to my liking.

It really hurts his heart to see him.

Hearing Song Huai say that he had lost weight, Shen Qianzhao looked at him and blinked curiously, "Doesn't it look good to be thin?"

Song Huai was taken aback, in Shen Qianzhao's opinion, no matter when he was very beautiful, now, he is the most beautiful, but if he can eat more and grow more flesh.
Knowing that women in Beijing are slender and beautiful, Song Huai has a selfish desire in his heart that he doesn't want to say.

From what he heard and what he saw, the eldest son of the Xie family should be interested in the little girl, but the little girl doesn't know.

He was even a little thankful that the little girl didn't know about it, otherwise, facing such an excellent man who attracted the admiration of many daughters in the capital, he actually had no chance of winning.

No matter in terms of family background, appearance, character and reputation, Xie Lin is better than himself, and is more suitable for Shen Qianzhao than himself.

Shen Qianzhao is still young, and Song Huai has no confidence in whether she will choose herself without hesitation when the little girl has more choices.

Therefore, he selfishly wanted to feed Shen Qianzhao more, so that he could like her alone.

He even had the idea of ​​hiding the little girl so that no one could see her.

These are all selfishness that Song Huai cannot express.

Song Huai pursed his lips and smiled lightly, "It's pretty, but the round one looks better."

Shen Qianzhao pouted, picked up the piece of meat and stuffed it into his mouth indiscriminately, and said vaguely, "Father also said similar things."

"Sure enough, a man's eyes cannot be trusted."

Song Huai: "."

After Shen Qianzhao finished eating the meat, he brought back the topic just now, "I don't know which hero did good deeds without leaving a name. The beneficiaries of such great favors should promise themselves with their bodies."

While talking, she supported Xiahan, staring at Song Huai intently, with a smile in her eyes.

Song Huai lowered his eyes and ate the food in the bowl in silence, but he couldn't ignore Shen Qianzhao's fiery gaze
Inch by inch, as if he was going to eat himself up and wipe himself clean.

After a while, Shen Qianzhao didn't look away. Song Huai pursed his lips tightly, looked up, and bumped into that pair he had seen countless times, but still felt that it was the clearest pair he had ever seen. Eye.

Song Huai put down his chopsticks, took Shen Qianzhao's soft white hand, and said in a deep voice, "It's me."

"I'm actually not a good person, but I will treat you well, don't be afraid."

He held Shen Qianzhao's hand a little tight.

He wasn't worried about the consequences of telling these things, the only thing he was afraid of was the fear of the little girl in front of him.

Everyone in Dongchang needs to be scary, but he doesn't want Shen Qianzhao to be afraid of himself.

She is so nice, so soft and sweet, so clean, I shouldn't have dirty her.
Suddenly, there was a slight softness on his cheeks.

Shen Qianzhao leaned over and quickly kissed Song Huai, the corners of his eyes were crooked, and when he smiled, the two little dimples were both cute and cute, "Thank you, my Song Daxia."

Song Huai was startled for a moment, but then he couldn't restrain the seeds of joy in his heart from growing into towering trees.

He left from his seat, knelt on the ground on one knee, looked up at the little girl in front of him who was carefully cherished by him, "Your Highness, this subordinate will give everything to treat you well."

One word at a time, the speed of speech is slow, and it is even more precious.

He, Song Huai, has been in Dongchang since he was a child. He has seen countless lives and deaths, and killed countless people. He has countless blood stains on his knife. He is not a good person, and he will not show mercy to others.

But it has been like this for more than ten years, so now, he wants to give all the good things to the little princess in front of him.

Even though he doesn't own much, after all, whether it's power or money, the little princess in front of him has it all.

The most precious thing he can give is his own person, this life, even though it is considered contemptible in the eyes of others.

Shen Qianzhao could feel that Song Huai really cared about him, this kind of undisguised caring, just like what the vendor owner said just now, his eyes are sometimes enough to see everything.

Her eyes were a little sore, and she thought of the rumors about Song Huai after he had already taken the position of Governor of the East Factory in her previous life.

Cold-blooded, ruthless, murderous, all kinds of terrible reputations are placed on him. Whenever people in the capital talk about him, they always look unlucky, as if this person is really as unbearable as the rumors say. Seemingly.

But Shen Qianzhao has always believed that no matter how Song Huai was talked about by outsiders, no matter how much he was disliked by those people.

The young man in front of her was always the only hero in her heart.

It was in the previous life, and it is in this life, and it has never changed.

Shen Qianzhao moved slightly in his heart, stretched out his hand to Song Huai's hanging hand, gently touched it, and said warmly, "I don't like you kneeling on me, it will make me feel a sense of distance."

"I like you standing and looking at me, or looking majestic, I like both."

As long as it is you, I like it.

Song Huai was heartbroken, trembling unceasingly, holding Shen Qianzhao back with a little trembling hand, and took the initiative to reach out to hold his hand, holding each other tightly.

(End of this chapter)