After rebirth, Her Royal Highness is a black lotus flower

Chapter 573 Give me some more time
Seeing this, Shen Qianzhao kicked at the stalemate in front of him, grabbed the man's knife, swung the knife with his backhand and slashed, the man fell to the ground, blood splattered everywhere!

She raised her eyes to look at the person who saved her from the siege, her eyes met for a moment, she was slightly startled, but quickly reacted, pulled the door of the palace again, and fought with the Luoxiang army that kept coming here.

Xie Lin, who saw this scene from the corner of his eye in the distance, immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

It is counted that Song Huai came in time.

Now, he also knew why the people from Dongchang appeared here.

The sound of galloping horseshoes came from afar. Prince Shen Qianmu, together with the Pingcheng Army who had been ordered to escort them, finally arrived!
The tense strings of the people in the hunting palace finally gradually relaxed.

After nearly half an hour, the sound of fighting gradually subsided.

The sky gradually darkened, and the soldiers held torches.

A rebellion that was full of blood and terror, finally subsided.

Song Huai helped Shen Qianzhao up, his eyes fell on her blood-stained clothes, his heart ached, "You can return it."

Before he finished speaking, he was embraced by the little girl in front of him, with his arms tightly around his waist, as if his whole body was about to be embedded in his arms.

Shen Qianzhao's nose was sore, and tears overflowed from his eyes, soaking the clothes on Song Huai's chest, "I thought I couldn't wait for you this time..."

Song Huaimo, looking at the blood-stained palm, hesitated for a moment, couldn't help it, and patted the little girl's trembling shoulders one after another, comforting, "It's okay, don't be afraid."

"Don't be afraid, I'm here."

In the distance, Shen Qianmu, who was rearranging his defenses, looked at this scene, his footsteps sank, and he led the people into the hall in a hurry to report to Emperor Yongjia without saying a word.

The imperial army fought hard for two days and suffered heavy casualties.

Of the [-] forbidden troops, only [-] people survived.

Most of the aftermath, such as resettling the wounded, was going on, and at the same time, the fleeing rebels were being hunted down.

Except for the courtiers, the emperor and Concubine Rong and his family members who were in the hunting palace, none of the people who fought outside was intact, and each suffered more serious injuries.

Even Xie Lin, Xie Ming, and Shen Qianzhao were stabbed a few times, and their flesh and blood flew, which was really terrifying.

Emperor Yongjia had lingering fears in his heart, and ordered the commander of the imperial army to lead the Pingcheng army of [-] troops into Beijing to suppress the rebellion early in the morning.

The rest stayed in Mount Jiuhua for a while, and left for the capital after the rebellion subsided completely.

However, the news of Qi's army coming down the border came first.

The courtiers panicked.

Shen Qianzhao's face didn't look any better.

It is less than two months since Qi State went to war in his previous life.

Even though the Great Jin is now powerful, Qi's wolf ambition is still the same.

This battle is inevitable.

Emperor Yongjia lifted Shen Qianzhao's sleeve slightly, looking at her bandaged arm, his heart ached terribly.

His delicate daughter, who would turn red for a while even with a little force, has now gone into battle to kill the enemy.

His feeling was really indescribable, it was stuck in his heart.

"grown up"

Shen Qianzhao's pale lips moved. The white and tender little hands that used to be covered with scars of different sizes are now, and she gently holds Emperor Yongjia's fingers, "I am already a big girl, and I can protect my father and protect my father." subjects."

She pulled her lips, smiling lightly.

Such a strong appearance made Emperor Yongjia feel even more distressed.

At this moment, Song Huai walked in with the freshly brewed soup, but he didn't expect to bump into Emperor Yongjia, and wanted to leave, but it was too late.

Emperor Yongjia came to see Shen Qianzhao alone, and naturally there was no gatekeeper outside.

Emperor Yongjia glanced at Song Huai, his eyes fell on that face.

In the past two years, I often saw it, but I never thought about it deeply. The more I look at it now, the more I feel like Yu Zheng.

Emperor Yongjia took the medicine cup, scooped up the medicine with a spoon, fed it to his daughter's mouth spoon by spoon, and said to Song Huai, "The people in Dongchang, did you send a message?"

Song Huai pursed her thin lips tightly, her face tensed, "Yes."

"I killed your biological father, and I wanted to kill you that day, but you saved me instead?"

Song Huai's eyes darkened, and the hands under the sleeves suddenly clenched into fists, his face was forbearing, and the veins in his fists were throbbing.

Emperor Yongjia's face didn't look any better, and he wanted to say something, but Shen Qianzhao pulled his sleeve.

Shen Qianzhao bit her lips, her eyes were wet, and she almost begged, "Father, if he hadn't saved me yesterday, you wouldn't have seen my son today."

Emperor Yongjia knew what this daughter meant, although his heart was soft, he didn't say anything.

It wasn't until half a bowl of medicine was drunk that he put down the medicine bowl and walked outside.

Only then did Shen Qianzhao sit up slightly, raised his arms with difficulty, and wanted to pull Song Huai who was standing there in a daze, but seeing that Song Huai's mood was a little strange at this moment, and he didn't walk towards him, his heart suddenly jumped Shen.

Surely it can't be the same as before?
Song Huai hesitated for a moment, then took two steps forward, sat on the chair beside the bed, took the medicine cup, and fed the remaining half bowl of medicine to Shen Qianzhao's lips spoon by spoon.

Shen Qianzhao opened his lips to drink, and his gaze fell on Song Huai's face without concealing it.

"Song Huai, we." The voice murmured.

She raised her hand and gently shook Song Huai's hand holding the spoon.

This action made Song Huai's hand holding the spoon slightly stiff.

He put down the medicine cup with the other hand, pulled Shen Qianzhao's hand away from his own, put it on the bed, and pulled the brocade quilt for her to cover, with a dull voice, "It's getting cold recently, don't catch the cold .”

Shen Qianzhao's heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

She tugged at her almost bloodless lips, and smiled, but it was extremely far-fetched, "Yes, I see."

Song Huai got up and was about to leave, but Shen Qianzhao's eyes suddenly drooped, and his slender eyelashes trembled slightly.

As if aware of the emotions of the people behind him, Song Huai had just taken two steps, then stopped, turned around to look at her, seeing her lost, his heart ached.

He couldn't control it after all, he walked up to her and sat down, hugging that thin body into his arms, his thin lips trembling slightly, "Ah Zhao, give me some more time."

His voice was low and hoarse.

Shen Qianzhao's hand tightly grasped his sleeve, distanced himself from him, and fixed his gaze on his eyes, "What you asked me before, do you still know my answer now?"

Song Huai was slightly taken aback, and suddenly remembered what he had asked. At that time, he gave her time to think about it.

But now, Shen Qianzhao obviously had a choice.

He touched the little girl's back shoulder with his fingertips, trembling slightly, "I see."

Even if she didn't say it, Song Huai already knew her answer at the moment.

The darkness in the eyes gradually dissipated, and they were gradually filled with tenderness like water, "Trust me, give me some more time."

Everything that was gloomy in the past, began to see a glimmer of light from meeting her.

It is this ray of light that makes the endless nights that will follow become hopeful.

And no matter in the past or now, he wants to grab this ray of light for himself and take it for himself.

(End of this chapter)