After rebirth, Her Royal Highness is a black lotus flower

Chapter 33 Grab Song Huai's Stomach
Song Huai removed Shen Qianzhao's hand from his body, and distanced himself from Shen Qianzhao, "You are a princess, and your subordinates are just a small factory guard in Dongchang."

Shen Qianzhao stared blankly at his hand, "To you, is it just a princess?"

Song Huai: "You are the princess, the princess of the Jin Dynasty, the princess of the people of the Jin Dynasty."

Shen Qianzhao lowered her eyes, her eyes were dark, she turned her back, raised her hand to wipe the moisture from her eyes, "I see."

Looking at the figure of Shen Qianzhao walking away, Song Huai's heart felt extremely heavy as if being pressed by a stone.

He muttered to himself, the princess of Dajin, the princess of the people of Dajin.
"It's also the princess of my subordinates."

Song Huai gripped the knife tightly, and the veins in his hands twitched slightly.

Song Huai couldn't marry the princess of Jin, but another person might be able to.

For this possibility, everything now has to be endured.

After waking up from the dream, the morning light shone slightly through the bed. Shen Qianzhao supported his aching head and called out, "Picking autumn. Picking autumn"

Caiqiu hurriedly carried water into the inner hall, saw Shen Qianzhao supporting his head, and asked, "Your Highness, do you have a headache?"

Shen Qianzhao nodded slightly, "It hurts."

"Your Highness shouldn't have been drinking last night." Cai Qiu handed the wrung sweat towel to Shen Qianzhao, "His Royal Highness must have been worried all night, and just now he sent Yi Yao the medicine to relieve his headache."

Shen Qianzhao pressed the aching forehead, a few fragments flashed by, and she keenly captured an unusual scene, "Caiqiu, was anyone in my bedroom last night?"

Shen Qianzhao asked suddenly, Caiqiu thought for a while, "Probably apart from the palace man who sent the clothes, he is also the prince who sent you back."

Even Yi Yao and His Royal Highness did not let in.

Shen Qianzhao breathed a sigh of relief, luckily it was a dream, if she really grabbed Song Huai and went crazy, she wouldn't have to see Song Huai today, she could just dig a hole in the ground and get in.

Just as Shen Qianzhao was thinking about it, Caiqiu seemed to have remembered something, and stared at Shen Qianzhao strangely, "But when the servant came back with hangover soup last night, I saw Master Song wandering outside the hall."

Shen Qianzhao was taken aback, "He didn't come in, did he?"

Caiqiu shook her head, "I don't know."

At that time she asked warily what Song Huai was doing outside the hall, and Song Huai said that he was admiring the moon.

It was indeed a good crescent moon last night.

Shen Qianzhao pressed her aching head, it's over, she didn't say anything she shouldn't say last night, didn't she do anything she shouldn't do?

The more she thought about it, the more guilty she felt. With this guilty conscience, she didn't even think about the bed, and fell back on the bed covered with the quilt, and a muffled voice came out from under the quilt, "I'm sick and I won't go to practice martial arts today, you Speak to Lord Song for me."

Having tasted such an unusual trace of autumn, he tentatively asked: "Then today's sweets are also not given away?"

"deliver!"

"."

Caiqiu had no choice but to bend down and pull the quilt, "Your Highness, get up quickly, thank you Second Young Master for delivering the news, you will enter the palace today."

Upon hearing that Xie Lin was going to enter the palace, Shen Qianzhao pulled off the quilt, with beads of sweat on his forehead, "What is he doing in the palace?"

"Second Young Master Xie is going to accompany First Young Master Xie to face the saint today."

Shen Qianzhao thought for a while, probably Ruyi Building has found out something about the disaster relief.

She got up immediately, "Fresh and wash, I'll ask Xie something."

Caiqiu asked tentatively again, "Then is your Highness still going to see Lord Song today?"

"I don't see you." Shen Qianzhao stared at Caiqiu closely, "Sweet soup has to be delivered."

She was still counting on the small kitchen to catch Song Huai's stomach first, so that he would be reluctant to leave Yongle Palace.

(End of this chapter)