After rebirth, Her Royal Highness is a black lotus flower

Chapter 95 Shen Qianzhao's Rounding
That babbling kept echoing in Song Huai's ears, and Song Huai's brows were heavy like thoughts.

He sat at the table, opened the food box lightly, and saw that inside was a sweet soup, a stack of side dishes, and a bowl of rice, but it had already cooled down.

The dishes are not as delicate as the usual ones, but more like home-cooked stir-fries made by people who are not skilled in craftsmanship.

Song Huai's eyes became more complicated.

It is not difficult to guess that this is Shen Qianzhao cooking.

Song Huai, a dignified and much-loved princess, personally cooks the kitchen. Such an honor belongs to Song Huai.

Song Huai smiled bitterly, picked up the pair of chopsticks, and slowly ate the hardened rice in the food box. The cold side dishes were hard to swallow, but he didn't seem to notice it.

Just eat like this one bite at a time.

It was almost moon and night, and the climate in central Beijing was no longer as muggy as before, and it was even cooler at night.

Song Huai, who was eating cold food and cold dishes, felt warm both physically and mentally.

At this time, Shen Qianzhao on the bed turned over habitually, and rubbed his small face against the soft pillow.

Song Huai'er, who watched carefully, couldn't control the heat at all, it was the soft pillow he slept on every day.
At this moment, he realized how outrageous and offensive it was to put Shen Qianzhao in his arms to sleep on his bed.

Song Huai put away the food box, stood beside the bed, his crimson lips were tightly pressed, he was tangled in his heart, should he send Shen Qianzhao back to the bedroom, but what if he was bumped into on the road.

After struggling again and again, he simply extinguished the candle, and lay down with a quilt at the door, far away from the bed.

I thought to myself, as soon as the sun rises, he will leave.

That night, the room was so quiet that Song Huai could hear another shallow breathing when he closed his eyes.

This breathing sound kept telling him that there was another person in this room, a girl who was Princess Yongle.

Song Huai couldn't sleep anymore, and all he could think about was today's events.

He couldn't see through Shen Qianzhao, the Princess Yongle who was held in the hands of everyone.

He couldn't understand, and was reluctant to stay away, but he didn't know what to do.

Song Huai had a lot of things in his mind, one after another, but none of them could have an answer.

The sky was pale, and some Shen Qianzhao, who recognized the bed, woke up slowly. The moment he opened his eyes, he was a little dazed and wanted to continue sleeping. When he saw that everything in front of him was strange, he suddenly opened his eyes and stood up, looking around. This is Song Huai's house.

She brought food over last night, but she couldn't wait for anyone, and finally fell asleep drowsily.

But the question is, why is she on Song Huai's bed?

Wait for Song Huai's bed, the bed Song Huai slept on, the soft pillow Song Huai used, and the quilt Song Huai used to cover.

Shen Qianzhao's face burst into red, and it quickly spread to the base of his neck, his whole body was scorching hot, and there was only one thought in his head: she slept in Song Huai's bed, rounded up, she slept in Song Huai.

She patted her face and tried to calm herself down, but she just slept on a bed, so there was nothing to be excited about.

No prospects.

I thought so in my heart, but Shen Qianzhao's mood improved obviously.

She got off the bed, folded the quilt, saw that the candle on the table was out, and the food box was gone, thinking that Song Huai came back last night.

But the food was probably cold, so he shouldn't eat it foolishly, right?

Shen Qianzhao pushed open the door, and cautiously poked his head out to wait and see. At this time, there should not be many palace people getting up in her palace. As long as they can avoid Caiqiu, everything will be fine.

Thinking of this, Shen Qianzhao sneaked out of the house, closed the door, and quickly ran towards his own hall with a cat body, ran into his bedroom at a lightning speed, closed the door and leaned against the door Panting slightly, he couldn't help sighing in his heart for his calmness in times of danger.

But at this moment, a cool voice sounded, "Your Highness, where did you come back from this early in the morning?"

It's Caiqiu's voice.

Shen Qianzhao sneered, and tugged at the clothes on his body, "I think the weather is fine, so I got up early, so I went outside for a walk."

Caiqiu said "Oh", "Put on the clothes of a servant girl and go for a walk outside."

Shen Qianzhao: "."

Shen Qianzhao has never felt that Caiqiu is such a difficult person to fool as at this moment.

So much so that she didn't find out at all, it was because she had a guilty conscience.

Shen Qianzhao laughed twice, and yawned pretending to be sleepy, "Look at me, I got up too early, and now I'm sleepy again, no, I have to sleep again..."

With that said, she quickly stepped into the inner hall, took off her shoes and went to bed, and wrapped her head tightly with the quilt.

Caiqiu looked at Shen Qianzhao on the bed, feeling helpless, "..."

Her Highness, do you think everyone is a fool and can't see anything?

If it weren't for the fact that Mr. Song is not a normal man, she would absolutely not let her master stay home at night.

In fact, she really hoped that Mr. Song was a normal man.

After that night, Song Huai never returned to Yongle Hall. Shen Qianzhao heard from the palace people that there were two important cases in Beijing, and Song Huai had been busy with the case.

Song Huai didn't return to the palace, and Shen Qianzhao couldn't find a chance, so he could only let the matter of that day go.

After all, the entrance examination for Shenji Academy is about to begin.

Princess Rongle was worried, and moved to Yongle Palace these days, where she ate and lived with Shen Qianzhao, and watched Shen Qianzhao read and study.

"Tomorrow is the exam. Today, you have to read all these books. You need to memorize these two books." Shen Qianrong moved the books on the side to Shen Qianzhao, who was sitting at the desk and drowsy.

This large pile of books drove Shen Qianzhao's drowsiness away. The corners of her mouth twitched, "Sister Huang, there are too many books. I can't read them all night without sleeping."

As she said that, she stretched out her hand and moved down a third of it. The two little dimples curved, "Miss Huang, shall I just read these few books today?"

Shen Qianzhao smiled softly, and gently tugged at Shen Qianrong's sleeve.

Shen Qianrong responded dully, and lowered her eyes, "You think I'm treating you too strictly, but you think the way I teach people is not good?"

"In that case, you arrange it yourself."

"As a sister, it's not easy to say anything to force you."

When she looked up at Shen Qianzhao again, her eyes were red, as if tears were about to fall at any time.

Shen Qianzhao: "."

She silently pulled the stack of books that Shen Qianrong brought to her, "I see, I will definitely read all of them today."

The corners of Shen Qianrong's lowered mouth quickly rose, and he took the book on the side and opened it to read, "Then let's start, starting with this book."

"If you don't understand anything, you can ask Miss Huang at any time."

Shen Qianzhao's forehead twitched, and the speed at which Huang Jie changed her face was too fast.

(End of this chapter)