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Chapter 151 Ah Wan, I'm jealous.

If there really was a rift between the two of them, she had to make good use of this opportunity.

Thinking of this, his eyes moved, he looked at Song Qingyi calmly, and continued to test, "Isn't it? I heard that the second emperor sister was poisoned and unconscious. Looking for an imperial physician and antidote for Second Sister Huang. With such dedication, wouldn't Second Sister be moved?"

Song Qingyi heard her say that, a sneer flashed in his eyes, and he snorted coldly, but he didn't answer.

Seeing her reaction like this, Song Qinghuan strengthened her conjecture just now - something must have happened to Song Qingyi and Song Yan in the Mausoleum of Infinity, otherwise, Song Qingyi would never have such an attitude.

Song Qingyi's attitude towards Song Yan became indifferent and disgusted, but Song Yan was as good as ever towards Song Qingyi, even showing some courteous attitude.Thinking of this, a guess suddenly appeared in my mind.

Could it be that... the poisoning of Song Qingyi this time is related to Song Yan?
If this is the case, it can explain why Song Qingyi would show a mocking look when she heard that she and Song Yan were close, because Song Yan must have done something to chill her heart.It can also explain why Song Yan is so nervous to seek medical treatment for Song Qingyi.

Since he did something wrong to Song Qingyi, he wanted to get rid of the poison on Song Qingyi's body as soon as possible, so that he could get Song Qingyi's forgiveness.

After such a detailed analysis, my mind suddenly became clear.

Song Qinghuan pursed her lips, she didn't seem embarrassed by Song Qingyi's neglect, she still stood gracefully beside her bed, her expression was as cold as frost, and her eyes were cold with an unpredictable light.

She sighed quietly, "Second sister, can't you see how the prince and brother treat you well? I guess, he must not be by your side when you were hit by a hidden weapon, otherwise, with the degree of love between you and your brother , the prince will definitely block that hidden weapon for you without hesitation."

Song Qinghuan's voice was soothing and clear, and it seemed to have the magic power of demagogy, which made Song Qingyi's mind gradually relax.

Hearing her words, Song Qingyi's complexion suddenly sank, and his voice became more and more sneering, "He saved me?! He is a crown prince with a noble status, how could he condescend to come and save me? Now that the big emperor brother is dead, the whole of Yuxi The country's country falls on his shoulders, how can he do such a dangerous thing?!"

Her voice was hoarse, and she seemed to be full of unwillingness, and her eyes were also bright red.After finishing speaking, he still didn't seem to vent his anger, and continued bitterly, "If he was really in danger, it would be too late for him to push me out to block the knife, so how could he take the initiative to save me?!"

"Your Highness, the medicine is cold, you'd better drink it while it's hot." As soon as the words finished, Ran Dong's deep voice sounded.

Song Qingyi's expression froze, as if she had suddenly regained consciousness, her long eyelashes fluttered and drooped down, casting heavy shadows under her eyes, she closed her lips tightly, and said nothing more, only the violent ups and downs of her chest revealed the unhappiness in her heart.

Song Qinghuan glanced at Ran Dong, his eyes were as cold as frost, and Ran Dong felt a chill in his heart.

Dye winter.

Song Qinghuan silently recited her name in her heart, and thin ice opened in her eyes.

Sure enough, it was the person whom the empress placed next to Song Qingyi, who knew how to remind Song Qingyi of what to say and what not to say at the right time.Such a person, staying by Song Qingyi's side, is a disaster for him after all.Earlier, he wanted to find someone to finish her off, but later, he was entangled with things and couldn't take care of her for a while.

Now it seems that this dyeing winter is indeed unstoppable.

A murderous look flashed in his eyes.

Ran Dong is a martial arts practitioner, sensitively aware of the change in Song Qinghuan's aura, he couldn't help but tremble, and looked at Song Qinghuan more and more gloomy.

Song Qinghuan retracted her long eyelashes, and turned her gaze back to Song Qingyi.

Song Qingyi was lowering her head, her mood was still fluctuating, and her face was very gloomy.

A streamer flashed in his eyes.

Although Randong reminded Song Qingyi in time to prevent Song Qingyi from revealing more information, Song Qinghuan already had a guess based on what Song Qingyi said just now.

Song Qingyi used a hypothetical tone, but the resentment in her words had already exposed her true inner thoughts——

It seems that the reason why Song Qingyi was poisoned was probably because of Song Yan.

Moreover, if she guessed correctly, the hidden weapon that poisoned Song Qingyi was originally aimed at Song Yan.Maybe Song Qingyi happened to be standing next to Song Yan at that time. In the crisis, Song Yan didn't think much, subconsciously grabbed Song Qingyi and blocked the hidden weapon for him.

It is human instinct to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, and Song Yan has a selfish temperament. In such a critical situation, it is not surprising that he would use Song Qingyi to shield himself from hidden weapons.

No wonder Song Qingyi was so angry.

The two of them are siblings of the same mother, and they have always been close. In all honesty, Song Qingyi is really good to this younger brother.People say that a friend in adversity sees the truth, and when this incident happened, Song Qingyi's heart for being close to Song Yan was completely cold.

As for Song Yan, he probably also knew about Song Qingyi's chilling heart, so he ran back and forth to seek medical advice for her diligently, in order to restore the relationship between the two of them as much as possible.

After all, even though Song Yi and Song Xuan were dead, he was still alive, and he was incompatible with them, and he was quite favored by his father.One more enemy is naturally more dangerous. If he loses Song Qingyi as an ally again, it may become an unknown whether he can keep his crown prince.

How could a person like Song Yan, who has a wishful thinking and a good plan, fail to see through this point?
With a sneering smile, his lips curled into a sneer, and his eyes fell on Song Qingyi's slightly low face, "If this is the case, it is understandable. After all, the crown prince is the prince of a country, and his life is naturally more precious than other people's. Ruo Er Sister Huang really saved the crown prince, I think not only His Royal Highness the crown prince himself, but also the empress, father, and even the entire Yu Kingdom people will be very grateful to you."

After finishing the words, she sharply saw Song Qingyi's long eyelashes trembling after finally calming down, and sneered in her heart, knowing that she had poked Song Qingyi's sore spot.

Song Qingyi may not be as ambitious as Su Rao, but she grew up surrounded by stars, and she has a proud temperament, and she doesn't feel that she is inferior to men.

Previously, Song Yan was her younger brother and the crown prince, so he treated her fairly well.So, sometimes even though the Queen and Emperor Yu would prefer him, she would bear it.

But over the years, a lot of resentment has accumulated in my heart.

And these dissatisfaction and unwillingness, because of Song Yan's selfishness this time, completely exploded in her heart.

She knew that Song Qinghuan was right.

Even if Song Yan sacrificed himself to save himself, the emperor father and the queen mother would not do anything to him when they learned about it, because he is the prince of Yu country, and he is the only prince who can inherit the great rule of Yu country.

But if things were reversed and he used Song Yan to save himself at a critical moment, even if Song Yan didn't die in the end, the queen mother and emperor father would definitely despise him because of this.

——Just because of Song Yan's status as the crown prince, because of him, he is the next successor of Yu Kingdom.

Why? !

The hand resting on the quilt was clenched into a fist, and the veins on the back of the hand burst out.

Song Qinghuan's brows were cold, and she glanced at Song Qingyi inadvertently, and said coldly, "Second Sister, the medicine is cold, you should take the medicine first." Saying that, she cast a meaningful look at Randong.

"Even though Second Sister Huang's complexion is not very good, she finally woke up and can speak. So, I am relieved. We will leave for Jian'an in a few days. Second Sister Huang needs to take good care of her body. Otherwise, the prince and the prince and I will be worried." She looked at Song Qingyi with a light smile in her eyes, with a sincere and caring look on her face, and in Song Qingyi's eyes, she felt more and more panicked.

Hearing Song Yan's name again made him feel even more nauseous. He almost spit out the medicine he just drank, retched a few times, and frowned.

Painting fan hastily put down the medicine bowl, and patted her on the back lightly to relieve her air.

Seeing that the purpose of coming here had been achieved, Song Qinghuan was naturally too lazy to stay any longer. She glanced sideways at Song Qingyi and said in a lazy voice, "Second Sister, take your medicine and rest well. I'm leaving first."

As he said that, his eyes glanced over Song Qingyi and Randong's faces one by one, and with a graceful figure, he raised the bead curtain and left the room.

Watching her figure disappear at the door, Song Qingyi bit her lip hard, trembling with anger.

Not only because of Song Yan's use and betrayal, but also because of Song Qinghuan's cynicism just now, his heart felt as if countless ants were biting him.

Randong glanced at her angry face, and took two steps forward with a sullen expression, "Your Highness, you will lose your words if you talk too much. Your Highness has talked too much today. Empress Wuyang, she..."

Unexpectedly, before the words were finished, Song Qingyi suddenly turned her head to look, her eyes were red with evil spirits, condensed with ice and frost. "roll!"

She opened her pale lips and said a word in a hoarse voice.

Ran Dong's face turned pale suddenly.

The painting screen and painting fan were still in the room at this time, but Song Qingyi scolded her so mercilessly.Ran Dong has always been very strong, but he didn't want Song Qingyi to treat him like this, and his heart suddenly turned cold.

She glanced at Song Qingyi, and saw that Song Qingyi was still looking at her angrily, as if she was her enemy.

As soon as his breath sank, he lowered his eyes and bowed respectfully to Song Qingyi, "Yes, slave girl, get out now."

As he said that, he turned around neatly, and without looking at Song Qingyi, he lifted the curtain and left the inner room.

The curtain closed and fell behind him, only a "pop" sound was heard, and there was the sound of porcelain shattering. It seemed that Song Qingyi was out of breath and smashed the medicine bowl.

Ran Dong's face was as pale as paper, with a trace of unwillingness and resentment flashing in his eyes, he quickened his pace and left Song Qingyi's room.

*
In the twinkling of an eye, it is the day of departure for all countries.

The departure date for Song Qinghuan and Yuguo's troops was set for tomorrow. Seeing that everything was almost packed, she brought Liuyue Shenxing with her, and prepared to go to the Fifth Prince's Mansion to bid farewell to Junxi.

After killing Su Yan with her own hands, she never made another move.

Su Yan was already in a dispensable position in Chen Country, and they were in Zhao Country, so it was easy to get away if they killed her.But Junche is different from Emperor Zhao. If something happened to any of them, she would never be able to escape so easily.Therefore, even though he hated these two people deeply in his heart, Song Qinghuan could only bear with it for the time being as the time for the return journey was approaching.

Fortunately, Shen Chuhan will return to Lindu very soon, and at that time, the debt they owed him will be recovered by himself!
With a heavy heart, he has already walked outside the Huitong Hall.

As soon as he stepped out of the gate, he saw a long convoy parked outside the gate, and the guards were the guards of Chen Kingdom, so he couldn't help frowning.

She had forgotten that today was the day when those people from Chen Kingdom set off.

Lightly glanced at the past, his eyes paused on the exquisite carriages in front, then quickly retracted his gaze, and walked towards the carriage that Liu Yue had already ordered to prepare.

At this moment, I suddenly felt a strong gaze falling on my back.

She frowned slightly, and turned around to look calmly.

The cold gaze collided with the gaze of a person in mid-air, and faint sparks splashed out.

Looking at her was Su Rao who had been silent for a long time.

Su Rao's face was covered with a light veil, and a pair of charming eyes filled with murderous intent fixed on Song Qinghuan's face.If eyes could kill, Song Qinghuan would have been hacked to death by her.

A gust of cool wind blew, and the veil fluttered on her face, revealing two eye-catching scars under the veil.

Su Rao panicked, and hurriedly reached out to tear off the veil, her face darkened even more.

Song Qinghuan looked at her in a hurry, blinked her long eyelashes, and suddenly curled her lips slightly, a sneer appeared in her eyes.

Logically, Su Rao couldn't see the expression on her face from such a distance, but she really felt the sarcasm in Song Qinghuan's smile, and her expression suddenly became ferocious.

Song Qinghuan looked away lightly, and walked towards the carriage without looking at her again.

If Bian Dan hadn't died, the scar on Su Rao's face might be healed.

But Su Yan believed what Liuyue pretended to be Hongxiu said, and knew the nasty things between her and Emperor Chen that day. She was plotted by Su Rao and had always held a grudge, so she knew that Su Rao was secretly seeing a doctor at Bian Dan's place, and it was very important. Maybe after regaining his appearance, he felt jealous and sent someone to kill Bian Dan without anyone noticing.

Later, Su Rao also sent someone to search Bian Tan's pharmacy, but Bian Dan was always cautious, and every time he took the medicine, he prepared it on the spot, so he didn't leave any prescription or ready-made ointment. Come back with success.

The scars on Su Rao's face were too deep, except for Bian Dan, even the imperial physician was helpless.After Bian Dan died, she stopped taking medication for her scar and completely missed the best recovery period.

Even if Bian Dan is reborn at this time, her appearance will never be restored to the past.

Su Rao liked her appearance the most, so naturally she hated her to the bone.

However, Su Rao is a smart person and is used to judging the situation. She knows that she is in the limelight at this time, and with Shen Chuhan protecting her, she can't move herself at all.

Therefore, even though she wished to drink her own blood and peel her own skin, she endured it and did not act rashly.

Such a person is the scariest!
A dog that bites does not bark.With the lessons learned from the previous life, in this life, Su Rao will definitely be the focus of her attention.

Liu Yue and Shen Xing raised the curtain to welcome her into the carriage, one of them followed her into the carriage, the other sat on the shaft and took the reins.

"Your Highness, should we leave now, or wait until the convoy leaves?" Liu Yue asked in a low voice.

"Let's go now." Song Qinghuan's cool voice came out.

Liu Yue responded, raised the reins, and the carriage moved forward slowly.

The sound of Dada's hooves reached everyone's ears, and everyone turned their heads to look, only to see the slightly shaking curtains, and the beautiful appearance of the maid driving the carriage.

Su Rao put down the car curtain bitterly, with a twist in her eyes.

But at this time, the curtain of the carriage in front of her was pulled open, revealing a pair of slightly raised peach blossom eyes, with deep eyes, staring at the slowly approaching carriage without blinking.

It was Su Jingci.

He was just closing his eyes in the carriage when he suddenly heard the sound of "Dada" horseshoes coming from outside the carriage.But for some reason, he lifted the curtain like a ghost.

With just one glance, he recognized the maid who was driving the car as Song Qinghuan's personal maid, Liu Yue.

That is to say, the person sitting in the car is actually Empress Wuyang? !

His heartbeat couldn't help beating violently, and he stared at the shaking car curtain, as if he wanted to see Song Qinghuan sitting inside through the brocade curtain.

Ever since he found Song Qinghuan that day, his mood has been in a trough and he can't get out.He personally received Song Qinghuan's cold rejection, and forcibly tore apart the last trace of luck left in his heart, and he couldn't let go of it no matter what.

Perhaps, what is not available is always the best.

He knew that in this life, he would never get her no matter what.

But...why does my heart beat faster when I see someone related to her again?It was as if, she had become the imprint that could never be erased from the bottom of her heart, and there was a dull pain in her heart from time to time, but if it was removed, the scar left would be even more sad.

His gaze was firmly fixed on the slowly leaving carriage until the carriage disappeared into the dazzling morning sun, Fang rubbed his sore eye sockets, and lowered the curtain in a daze.

This farewell may be forever.

So, let's hope she is safe and well.

Breathing out the turbid air in his heart for a long time, he closed his eyes tiredly.

Many years later, he especially remembered the scene when they first met.She was wearing a sky blue brocade robe, her black hair was tied up with a jade crown, and she had a clear look, with jade in her eyebrows and eyes, and her gaze was shining brightly.

That was the first time he knew that there really were women in this world who could dress men's clothes so nicely.

He later found out that from that startling glance, Empress Wuyang became the bright and bright white moonlight in his heart.

It's a pity that he woke up too late.

The warm sun shone on his delicate face through the swaying car curtain. On his usually cynical face, there was a dull look that lingered for a long time and never dissipated for a long time.

*
That night.

The moonlight is bright and clear, and the stars are colorful.

Tomorrow, we are going back to Jian'an. Although Song Qinghuan didn't show it on the face, but thinking about how restless he would have to face a bunch of trivial matters after returning to China, Shen Xing rubbed his ink and sent everyone away , just stay alone in the study to write and meditate.

The ink is splashed and brushed, and the pen is in the middle of a dragon and a snake, and the mood is indeed quite bright.

The paper was not the regular script she used to write, but the majestic wild cursive. This was a habit she had developed over the years, and it seemed that only when she swayed it rapidly could the ups and downs of her mind truly calm down.

As for the content of writing, it is also optional.

For example, now, what came to her mind was the poem about Su Jingci's name, and she wrote it down casually.

Thinking of what happened to Concubine Jin, I couldn't help but sigh in my heart.

This world has indeed overturned all her previous cognition, and the life before time travel in her memory seems to be gradually fading away.Sometimes she even wondered, could the experience of those 20 years be just a dream?
With a long sigh, he tossed the pen, lay down on the imperial concubine's couch next to him, closed his eyes and took a rest.

In a daze, I suddenly heard the sound of "dongdong" coming from outside the window.

His expression suddenly froze, his body jumped up, and his cold blade-like eyes shot out of the window.However, when the piercing gaze clearly saw the person outside the window, it suddenly softened.

He pursed his lips helplessly, and reached out to open the window.

The window was opened, and in the night, a delicate face was revealed, and the stars in his eyes were shining brightly, even more dazzling than the colorful stars in the night sky.

It's Shen Chuhan.

He supported the window sill with his hands, turned over and jumped into the room.

Song Qinghuan stretched out his hand to close the window, looking at his Qingling eyes with a little helplessness, "Ashu, are you addicted to being a gentleman?"

Shen Chuhan smiled, his brows and eyes were full of brilliance.

He strolled to the desk where the rice paper was spread out in a mess, "It's the last night, I think you can't fall asleep thinking about it."

Such straightforward words of love come from such a cold mouth like Shen Chuhan, if people listen to them, their jaws will drop in shock, but Song Qinghuan has long been used to it, smiled lightly, still took the soft pillow, and leaned on the imperial concubine's couch Leaning back, there was a touch of warm emotion between his brows and eyes.

As soon as Shen Chuhan came, her mood involuntarily improved a lot.

Shen Chuhan was sitting in front of the desk, flipping through the randomly piled rice paper on the desk, looking up at her, his pretty eyebrows were slightly frowned, "Ah Wan is in a bad mood?"

Shen Chuhan was very clear about her habit.

"Well." Song Qinghuan knew he couldn't hide it from him, so he simply didn't deny it, and said bitterly, "I'm going back to China tomorrow, but Jun Che and Emperor Zhao are still alive and well, how can I be reconciled?!"

When Shen Chuhan heard the words, his brows and eyes were also condensed, "Don't worry, Wan, we will come back to this place in Lindu soon. By then, none of these people will be able to escape."

Song Qinghuan sighed lightly, looked up at him, "I just said this, you don't have to disrupt your plan."

To return to Lindu, Shen Chuhan had to restore his status as the Prince of Zhao Kingdom, and how could this be a simple matter?
"Okay." Shen Chuhan stared at her and nodded in agreement.

No matter what Song Qinghuan said, he always agreed unconditionally and without reason.

Suddenly, his eyes fell on a piece of rice paper in his hand, and his fingers stiffened almost invisibly.

On the rice paper was wild cursive script, but he still easily recognized what was written.

It was a poem——

The most important thing is that the world can't keep it.

The handsome brows and eyes were suddenly stained with frost, and the hand holding the rice paper couldn't help but exert force, and wrinkles appeared on the fragile paper.

"What's wrong?" Song Qinghuan noticed the change in his mood, raised her eyes, and asked in confusion.

"It's nothing." Shen Chuhan lowered his eyes calmly, his eyes flickered for a moment, and he regained his composure.

Even though he said that, Song Qinghuan didn't believe it, stood up and walked behind Shen Chuhan.While naturally putting his arms on Shen Chuhan's shoulders, he looked at the rice paper in his hand.

Looking at it, his expression changed slightly, and the arm on Shen Chuhan's shoulder seemed to be stiff for a moment.

Shen Chuhan didn't look back.

However, he was sensitive to the changes in Song Qinghuan's body.

"Ah Wan, what is this writing?" He opened his mouth slowly, his voice as gentle as ever.

Knowing that Shen Chuhan couldn't see, Song Qinghuan still pulled out a faint smile, and said calmly, "It's nothing, just wrote a few poems at random."

She didn't go to get the rice paper.

Because she knew that with Shen Chuhan's suspicious nature, if she showed any flaws, he would notice something.

"The most important thing is that the world can't keep it, Zhu Yan's Ci Jing Hua Ci Shu." Shen Chuhan spoke slowly, and read out the poem on the paper, his voice was clear and cold, as if there was no change.

He turned his head to look unhurriedly, with a slight pick at the end, "Is this what Ah Wan thought of?"

This poem contains the name of Su Jingci, it is impossible for Shen Chuhan not to be able to see it, Song Qinghuan was secretly anxious, it was unavoidable that he seemed to be in a trance, when he heard Shen Chuhan's question, he regained his composure, looked up, and was caught off guard by a pair of deep In the eyes, like a whirlpool, it seems to suck away people's mind.

For some reason, looking at Shen Chuhan's eyes as deep as black jade, her heartbeat stopped, and her mind was distracted for a moment.

It wasn't until Shen Chuhan's voice rang next to her ears again that she suddenly came back to her senses and shook her head, "No, I saw it from a certain poetry collection by chance."

"Oh?" Shen Chuhan's nasal voice was slightly low, and his heartbeat was inexplicably stagnant.

Song Qinghuan's heart beat faster, she pursed her lips to settle her mind, and said, "Ashu didn't notice? In this poem, Su Jingci's name was implied. I thought it was interesting when I saw it, so I remembered it. Said Maybe, the name of Su Jingci also comes from this poem."

She smiled at Yan Yan, her eyes were clear, but only she knew how nervous she was.

She didn't want to lie to Shen Chuhan, but in this matter, she felt that instead of letting Shen Chuhan know the truth and be suspicious, it would be better to rot in her heart forever.

"Really?" Shen Chuhan chuckled, his eyes half-closed, and Song Qinghuan's small figure was reflected in his cold eyes. "Ah Wan... is thinking about Su Jingci..."

His voice was a bit hoarse, and his eyes were hazy, as if he was drunk.

But he knew clearly that he hadn't even touched a drop of wine.

Song Qinghuan's hand hanging by his side moved imperceptibly, but his face suddenly sank, "Ashu, what do you mean by that?"

Seeing the sullenness in her clear eyes, Shen Chuhan blinked his long eyelashes, and suddenly stretched out his slender hand like jade, gently pinched her chin with his fingers, leaned forward slightly, and sprayed warm breath on Song Qinghuan's skin, stimulating There were bursts of itching.

"Awan..." He slowly called her name, his voice was soft and hoarse, which made Song Qinghuan's body soften, "Awan, don't you know what I mean?"

Song Qinghuan's long eyelashes twitched slightly, and the next moment, Shen Chuhan's hoarse and hoarse ravings slowly entered his ears, "Ah Wan, I'm jealous."

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