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152 The Return
His tone was too intoxicated and low, and the warm breath seemed to spray on Song Qinghuan's earlobe, which made Song Qinghuan's heart explode when he heard it, but he felt a little uneasy in his heart.

Shen Chuhan's expression at this time was too unpredictable.Although he had such a gentle tone, his black pupils were covered with thick mist, and he couldn't guess what was going on in his heart at all.

Was he really just jealous, or did he have other ideas?

She lowered her eyes, hiding the flash of panic in her eyes, and said with a smile, "Are you jealous? It's so easy to get jealous."

"I've always been like this, and it's not like Ah Wan doesn't know." Shen Chuhan said in a deep voice, pinching her small jaw with his fingers, the force was not heavy, only a coolness permeated the skin.

"It's gotten better a while ago, what's the matter, is it old again?" Song Qinghuan adjusted her thoughts, her eyes twitched, and there was a touch of beauty on her face.

Now, she is trying to divert the topic as calmly as possible.

But she didn't want to, Shen Chuhan let go of the hand that clamped her chin, blinked her eyes full of stars, and chuckled, "Ah Wan, who made this poem? I've never heard of it."

It seemed that he really cared.

Song Qinghuan moved her fingertips, straightened her body, her face remained unchanged, she just smiled and said, "I saw it a long time ago, I've forgotten it now."

"Oh?" Shen Chuhan raised his voice and repeated Song Qinghuan's words, "A long time ago?"

Song Qinghuan said "um", "I've forgotten such unimportant things a long time ago." She looked at Shen Chuhan and said softly, "Ashu, you came here today just to hold on to this poem?"

Shen Chuhan smiled lowly, his eyes were shining brightly, so bright that Song Qinghuan's eyes burned when he saw it, he felt guilty and dared not look directly at him.

Suddenly, her waist tightened, and when she looked down, Shen Chuhan's big hands had already wrapped around her waist, and with a little force, she was brought into his arms.

Song Qinghuan sat on Shen Chuhan's lap, his body was held by Shen Chuhan, his warm and long breath was all around his ears, and his heart beat even harder.

Shen Chuhan's low laugh came from above his head, and then Shen Liang's voice reached his ears, "Ah Wan seems to be very nervous?"

"No." Song Qinghuan subconsciously denied, "Why should I be nervous?"

"It's fine if you don't have one." Shen Chuhan's voice was cold, but his voice was still gentle, "I was just talking casually to tease you."

At the bottom of his deep eyes, the gleam disappeared, and a coldness bloomed little by little, falling on Song Qinghuan's delicate profile.

Ah Wan, you have only known Su Jingci for a year. If you had read this poem a long time ago, how did you connect this poem with Su Jingci's name?

Ah Wan, you still lied after all.

And I will definitely find out why you lied.

Song Qinghuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and eased his slightly frowned brows.The aura on Shen Chuhan's body is too strong, every time he is in front of him, he always feels that there is nowhere to hide any thoughts in his heart. Fortunately, he didn't hold on to this matter anymore, otherwise, she really doesn't know if she can realize it past.

Seeing Song Qinghuan's tightly pursed lips loosen, Shen Chuhan's eyes darkened, and the darkness of the night welled up in his eyes.

"Ashu." Song Qinghuan felt a little sorry for him, took the initiative to wrap his arms around his waist, and rubbed against his arms, "We won't see each other for a while when we go back this time."

"En." Shen Chuhan groaned slightly, his Adam's apple moved slightly, Song Qinghuan's heart trembled when he saw it, and he hugged him tightly.

This Shen Chuhan, just one syllable can captivate people, no wonder he is as cold as ice, but there are so many girls rushing up one after another.

"Will Ah Wan miss me?" Shen Chuhan murmured.

"Yes." Song Qinghuan stretched out her hand to play with his slightly rolling Adam's apple, there was a glimmer of light in her eyes, but she didn't know that she was playing with fire with this movement.

"Ah Wan can only think about me, and must not think about others." Shen Chuhan grabbed her fidgeting little hand, buried his head in her neck, seemed to be talking to himself, but also seemed to be talking to Song Qinghuan.

Song Qinghuan didn't hear the bewilderment in his tone, nor did he see the coldness in his eyes, just thought he was joking with himself, hugged her hands, and giggled, "Of course, besides you, I have Who can think?"

Shen Chuhan raised his head, stared into her clear eyes, and said in a serious and gloomy tone, "Ah Wan, you only have me, right?"

"Of course." Song Qinghuan finally sensed that something was wrong with Shen Chuhan, and raised his hand to hold his cheek, "Ashu, what's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing." Shen Chuhan's eyes fell on her slightly parted red lips, without any hesitation, he leaned over and kissed her.

Song Qinghuan only felt her lips cool down, and Shen Chuhan's handsome face suddenly enlarged in front of her eyes, and the stars in her eyes were so bright that it made people addicted to it.

The next moment, the tip of Shen Chuhan's tongue touched her lips, and his breath was filled with the cool fragrance of his body.

Different from the gentle toss and turns in the past, this time, Shen Chuhan kissed very eagerly, like a storm, sweeping her tongue in an instant.

Song Qinghuan was suffocated by his kiss, her strength seemed to be drained by someone, and she couldn't exert any strength, so she could only lean softly in Shen Chuhan's arms.

Shen Chuhan held her tightly, as if he wanted to rub her into his blood before giving up.

It wasn't until Song Qinghuan was out of breath that Shen Chuhan reluctantly let her go, his pupils darkened, and he looked quietly at Song Qinghuan's ups and downs, and desire welled up in his eyes.

"Ah..." Song Qinghuan took a deep breath, and before he could say the word "special", he felt his body hang in the air, and was hugged horizontally by Shen Chuhan.

"Ashu!" She screamed softly, subconsciously wrapping her arms around his neck.

"You... what are you going to do?" Looking at Shen Chuhan's rolling Adam's apple and the overflowing lust in his eyes, Song Qinghuan was startled, and stammered.

"It's the last night, Ah Wan will just take my pain of missing you, okay?" Shen Chuhan's voice was suppressed and hoarse, and Song Qinghuan's heart trembled when he heard it. After all, he couldn't bear to refuse, so he nodded and buried himself in his arms middle.

Shen Chuhan hugged Song Qinghuan to the side of the couch, put her on the couch, and then exerted force on his hands, only to hear the crisp sound of clothes being broken, and Song Qinghuan felt a chill on his chest.

The next moment, Shen Chuhan bullied himself and pressed him up.

Just like the kiss just now, Shen Chuhan's actions this time were extraordinarily intense and passionate.

Song Qinghuan soon couldn't bear it any longer, and wept softly, her nails left deep scratches on Shen Chuhan's back.

After a lot of exhaustion, Shen Chuhan was particularly unhappy, and carried her back to the desk.

The moonlight was bright and clear, shining in coldly, but the atmosphere in the room was hot.

He tossed and tossed until midnight.

Later, Song Qinghuan didn't know how she fell asleep.

In the early morning of the next day, while still asleep, I heard someone carefully knocking on the door.

Opening his eyes in a daze, he could distinguish the voice of Liuyue outside the door.Surprised in my heart, I turned my head and looked out the window, only to see that the sky was dim, and it was still early, so Fang breathed a sigh of relief.

Today is the day to go back to Jian'an, luckily I didn't oversleep.

I moved my body, feeling uncomfortable as if my whole body was falling apart, I frowned, the heat of last night suddenly appeared in my mind, and my body couldn't help but froze.

She almost forgot that last night she and Shen Chuhan...

He hurriedly turned his head and looked aside.

But he saw that there was no one around him, and when he touched it with his hand, it was still warm, as if Shen Chuhan had just left not long ago.

At this time, seeing that she was silent, Liu Yue's cautious voice sounded outside the door again, "Your Highness, it's getting late, you should get up."

"come in."

Song Qinghuan saw that the inner garment on her body had been put on, and other clothes were hanging on the screen properly, so she breathed a sigh of relief, raised her hand to rub the center of her brows, and sat up with some headaches.

The door was pushed open, Liu Yue and Shen Xing walked in with toiletries.

Liu Yue put down the copper basin, and looked at her with a smile, "Did Your Highness sleep well last night?"

"En." Song Qinghuan responded casually, lifted the quilt and got down on the couch.

Just when she was about to speak, she found that Liu Yue was still looking at her with a smile.She was startled, and suddenly remembered something, her ears turned red.

Last night when she was practicing calligraphy, she sent Liuyue and Shen Xing away, and later when Shen Chuhan came, she forgot to send Liuyue and Shen Xing down to rest first during the cloud and rain between the two of them.

According to the usual habits, they would come back to serve her on the bed before going to bed, so yesterday...

She squinted with a headache.

Shen Chuhan slapped her so hard last night, she was exhausted and nearly collapsed in the end, and she couldn't remember whether Liu Yue and Shen Xing came in the end.

She was not afraid of the others, because Liu Yue and Shen Xing knew that she was quiet, and when they retreated, they also dismissed the others, leaving only a few guards outside the courtyard.

But in case the two of them came last night, didn't they hear the movement in the room?
Thinking of this made her ears turn redder.

Shen Xing glanced at Liu Yue, motioned her to restrain herself, and then handed over the twisted towel, "Your Highness, wipe your face first."

Song Qinghuan took it, thought about it, but was still worried, coughed and said, "Last night... you..."

"Don't worry, Your Highness, Prime Minister Shen left early this morning, and asked the servants to call you later, saying that they want you to sleep more." Liu Yue said with a smile.

They really knew that Shen Chuhan stayed here last night, and even met him face to face...

There was a "boom" in Song Qinghuan's head, and Yubai's cheeks turned red instantly.

He couldn't help complaining about Shen Chuhan in his heart.

Why did he act like a hungry wolf last night, he couldn't control himself and lost control several times, so that Liu Yue and Shen Xing knew about it, and he was really ashamed to face others.

Seeing Song Qinghuan's embarrassed appearance, Liuyue thoughtfully did not say any more, she pursed her lips with a smile, and stepped forward to help Song Qinghuan change her clothes.

Seeing the blossoming red plums on Song Qinghuan's white neck, Liuyue was slightly surprised, and winked at Shen Xing, signaling her to bring a high-necked dress over.

Inevitably, a secret smile bloomed in my heart.

I didn't expect Shen Xiang to be so brave. When they came over last night, they were shocked when they heard the movement in the room. Fortunately, Shen Xing was clever and didn't knock on the door to disturb him.

But Shen Xiang is a martial artist, his hearing is much better than ordinary people, and he can hear their footsteps.When they were about to leave, Prime Minister Shen opened the door and asked them to prepare water.

Last night, Prime Minister Shen asked for water four times!
After all, it is the home of an unmarried girl. Thinking of this, I can't help but blush.It was Shen Xing who saw the clue and glared at her, and then she restrained the little thoughts in her heart.

After waiting for Song Qinghuan to wash and wash, he passed on the breakfast.

Seeing that everything was done, Liu Yue and Shen Xing ordered people to move their luggage to the carriage parked outside the Huitong Hall.Song Qinghuan's luggage was not too much, and it was carried out quickly.

Song Qinghuan signaled Shen Xing to hold the sword case containing the Cangxie sword, and then looked around the room, seeing that nothing was left behind, he led the two of them outside.

As soon as he left the door, he saw a person entering the yard.

But it was Xuan Ying who was dressed in black.

Song Qinghuan raised her eyebrows and asked in surprise, "Xuanying, why are you here?" Ever since the Sword Seizing Conference had passed, Song Qinghuan thought that Liuyue and Shen Xing were protecting her, and she was afraid that Xuanying would lose her talent by her side, so she went Still returned him to Shen Chuhan.

Xuanying bowed to Song Qinghuan, and said in a deep voice, "Your Highness, my son asked his subordinates to escort you back to Jian'an."

Song Qinghuan frowned, "It's enough for me to have Liuyue and Shenxing by my side. You must have a lot of things to deal with when you return to Shengjing this time. It's better for you to stay by his side."

Xuan Ying didn't refute, but said, "Your Highness, what the young master decides, the subordinates cannot change."

Song Qinghuan was helpless, "Where is your son now?"

"My lord is tidying up in the room, and will be ready to go soon." Xuanying said in a deep voice.

"That's all."

She was on the road together with Song Qingyi and Song Yan, and they set off at about three o'clock in the morning. Now that the time is approaching, she didn't want to leave any excuses for them, so she rushed to meet at the gate first.

As for Shen Chuhan, they set off at about the same time as him, so they would run into each other at the door.

Thinking of this, he raised his chin towards Xuanying, "Xuanying, then you can follow first." After a pause, looking at his empty hands, "You...you have no luggage?"

Xuan Ying was slightly taken aback, then shook her head and said, "This subordinate is a shadow guard, so there is no need... no need to change clothes."

Liu Yue let out a "puchi" laugh, "Then you have to take a bath, right?"

Xuan Ying lowered her eyes in embarrassment, but said nothing, but her ears were stained with a blush.

Song Qinghuan glanced at Liuyue with a half-smile, and a look of helplessness flashed in his eyes.

Liu Yue stuck out her tongue, cleared her throat and said, "I... I just said it casually, Xuan Ying, don't mind."

"Hmm." Xuanying managed to squeeze out a syllable from his throat, and the blush on his earlobe still didn't fade away.

Song Qinghuan pursed her lips and chuckled lightly.

Xuanying's habit of blushing at every turn is not at all like Shen Chuhan or Mu Bai's temperament.

Song Qinghuan led the three of them to the door of the Huitong Hall, and happened to meet Song Qingyi who had just come out. The painted fan and the painted screen were supporting her from left to right, but Randong was nowhere to be seen.

Song Qinghuan hooked his lips with great interest, what's the matter?Could it be that Randong's control was too wide, and Song Qingyi finally got impatient?That's good too, so I don't get my hands dirty for an unworthy person.

Seeing Song Qinghuan come out, Song Qingyi's already gloomy face became even more ugly, and she gave Song Qinghuan a hard look, with a look of unwillingness in her eyes, she quickly turned her head and stopped looking at her.

Song Qinghuan's expression was indifferent, and he was lazy to pay attention to her face. He stepped up and was about to walk towards his carriage when, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw a man in a brocade robe walking towards the door with his servants in the Huitong Hall.

Taking a closer look, it was none other than Song Yan who was in a hurry.

A look of interest appeared in Song Qinghuan's eyes.

Song Yan came out at this time, it was a good show to watch.

Thinking of this, he simply stopped and stood aside, waiting for Song Yan to come over.

Song Qingyi followed her gaze, his face so dark that ink dripped out.

Song Yan quickly walked up to the two of them, glanced at Song Qinghuan and Song Qingyi, and smiled apologetically, "Sorry for keeping sister Huang and Wuyang waiting for so long."

Song Qinghuan pursed her lips, "You don't have to worry about the prince, brother, I'm just here too."

But Song Qingyi only gave a lukewarm "hmm" without looking at him, and was about to walk to the carriage with the painting screen and painting fan.

Song Yan's expression froze for a moment, and he quickly rolled his eyes, stopped in front of her, and smiled sincerely, "Sister Huang, are you feeling better?"

Due to Song Qinghuan's presence, the disgust in Song Qingyi's eyes couldn't be too obvious. With a "hmm", he said calmly, "It's better."

Although she was terribly disappointed with Song Yan in her heart, she was in the same camp as Song Yan after all, no matter how much she hated and resented her, it was impossible to shake out what happened in the tomb that day.

If the two of them started fighting, the only one who would benefit would be the other.

For example, Song Qinghuan who was waiting to watch a good show at this moment.

Song Qingyi knew that being so agitated by Song Qinghuan that day had exposed her flaws, but fortunately Song Qinghuan had no evidence, so even though she had doubts, she could only be suspicions.At this time, I can't show my feet at all.

It was precisely because Song Yan understood her mentality that she pretended to care about her sister-in-law in front of everyone, so she didn't have to worry about being humiliated by Song Qingyi.

"This journey is tiring, sister Huang must take care." Song Yan said sincerely.

"I will." Song Qingyi glanced at him deeply, anger flashed in her eyes, and soon she looked away, "It's getting late, let's go." As she spoke, she didn't want to talk to Song Yan any more, and went Walk towards the carriage.

Song Yan smiled happily at Song Qing, who was looking cold, and also got into the carriage.

Song Qinghuan lowered her brows, and just about to take a step, she stopped again, looking at one place, and the corners of her eyes shone with a faint light.

When Liu Yue, Shen Xing and Xuan Ying saw the person coming, they took a few steps back and waited far away.

Song Qinghuan looked at Shen Chuhan who was walking up to him, and his eyes widened, "You're quite ashamed to come!"

Seeing her accusing face, Shen Chuhan chuckled, "What's the matter? Ah Wan was not satisfied with my performance last night?"

Song Qinghuan blushed, and spat in a low voice, "Stinky rascal! I have to go on the road today, and you have made me so sore and backache, how can I ride a carriage?!"

For some reason, last night's Shen Chuhan's actions seemed to be extra rude, as if he wanted to tear her to pieces to make her feel at ease, which made Song Qinghuan's whole body ache now.

Shen Chuhan took a step forward, leaned slightly, and whispered ambiguously in her ear, "It's been a long time since I saw Ah Wan again, so I won't let you remember it better, what if...you don't remember thinking of me?"

The moment she stepped back after speaking, her lips brushed against Song Qinghuan's earlobe intentionally or unintentionally.

Song Qinghuan was ashamed and annoyed that he was so ambiguous in public, and his blood surged up, his face flushed.

"You..." She glanced at him with tears in her eyes, her usually cold face was stained with a layer of rouge, reflecting the ripples in her eyes, it was really pretty.

Shen Chuhan looked at her like this, and his heart was about to move again, and he didn't want everyone to see her tender appearance, so he took two steps forward to block everyone's sight, and said in a low voice, "Ah Wan, remember to take care of yourself, wait Me, I will go to Jian'an to marry you soon."

"Okay." Song Qinghuan settled down, stared at his eyes as dark as the abyss, and nodded heavily.

"Let's go." Shen Chuhan said softly.

"En." Song Qinghuan responded with a nasal voice, and for some reason, her throat was a little choked up.She didn't dare to look at Shen Chuhan again, fearing that her tears would fall out, she turned her head and left in a hurry.

Shen Xing and Liu Yue saluted Shen Chuhan and followed.

"My lord, my subordinates are leaving too." Xuan Ying clasped her fists.

Shen Chuhan nodded, and glanced at Song Qinghuan's beautiful figure stepping into the carriage, "You must protect His Highness's safety."

Xuan Ying replied in a deep voice, "Young Master, don't worry." Glancing at Mu Bai behind him, "Young Master, please take care too." Saying that, she clasped her fists again and followed Song Qinghuan's pace.

After several people were ready, the convoy finally started to drive slowly towards the gate of Lindu City.

At the gate of the city, there was an official sent by Emperor Zhao to see them off. After exchanging pleasantries with the three of them, he ordered them to open the gate and let them go.At this point, a group of people officially embarked on the journey of returning home.

The carriage slowly drove out of the city gate of Lindu, Liuyue couldn't hold back in the end, raised the curtain of the carriage and looked back.

As the carriage gradually left Lindu, the two big characters "Lindu" on the city gate became smaller and smaller, and finally turned into black dots and disappeared.Liu Yue sighed quietly, and put down the car curtain.

Song Qinghuan glanced at her, and there were thousands of emotions in his heart.

When Liuyue opened the curtain of the car just now, she also saw the city that was drifting away. She looked calm on the surface, but a storm arose in her heart.

Lindu, Lindu.

This city, which she thought she would never return to, unexpectedly came back after going around in circles.In her previous life, she jumped down from that high city and died in front of Shen Chuhan.

But in this life, she was still alive, but Brother Wuhuang died in this city.

If she could, she would never want to set foot here again.

However, she must come back.

Her enemies are still alive, if she can't kill them, how can the dead five emperors rest in peace?

Taking a deep breath, suppressing the teardrops welling up in his eyes, he finally closed his eyes tiredly.

Lindu, I will come back again.At that time, those who owe me debts, I will definitely pay them back one by one!
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After traveling all the way, after almost a month and a half, Jian'an finally arrived.

On this day, after traveling for three or four hours, Song Qingyi felt that the carriage was uncomfortably bumpy, and signaled the convoy to stop and rest for a while.Since Song Qinghuan and Song Yan had no objection, the team found a spacious place to rest for a while.

"Your Highness, do you want to come down for a walk?" Liu Yue got out of the carriage, raised the curtain and looked at Song Qinghuan.

"Okay." Song Qinghuan responded lightly, and got out of the car with the support of the two.

Song Qingyi was standing not far away, looking in Jian'an's direction with dark eyes and an elusive expression on his face.

As for Song Yan, his eyes were dim, and he looked at Song Qingyi intentionally or unintentionally, and he could see the nervousness on his face.

Song Qinghuan understood.

Although Song Qingyi would not reveal what Song Yan did in the tomb in front of her, she might not tell the queen and Emperor Yu.At that time, although Song Yan's position as the crown prince will not be endangered, the symbolic punishment will definitely not escape, so the closer he is to Jian'an, the more nervous Song Yan will inevitably become.

The corners of his lips curled up, and there was a look of watching the show in his eyes.

If Song Qingyi and Song Yan could completely turn against each other, it would save her a lot of effort.

While thinking about it, Song Yan seemed to have noticed her gaze, turned his head to look, his eyes touched her half-smile expression, he couldn't help but startled, and frowned.

However, Song Qinghuan raised the corners of her lips, showing an ambiguous smile at Song Yan.

Before Song Yan could recover, Song Qinghuan turned around, leaving him with a cold back.

Thinking of something, Song Yan's face became even more difficult to look at.

After traveling for another hour, before the sun went down, the convoy finally entered Jian'an City and headed for the palace without stopping.

There were still five people when we went, but when we came, there were only three people left. Song Yan and Song Qingyi didn't feel anything at all. To Song Yan, the death of Song Xuan and Song Yi was his biggest heart trouble. Now his crown prince position can be regarded as as stable as Mount Tai.

But Song Qinghuan looked at the familiar scenery along the way, but felt sad in his heart.

The things are still there, but the people are no longer.

After entering the palace, the three abandoned the carriage and walked towards the palace.Due to the exhaustion of the journey, Emperor Yu specially sent Zhong Huai to wait at the gate of the palace. Emperor Yan Yu was considerate of several people who were exhausted by boats and cars. Today, there is no need to face the saint. Let's take a good rest and go to Chengming Hall to face the saint tomorrow.

Several people thanked Zhong Huai, and took their personal maids to their own palace.

Just two steps away, Zhong Huai's voice came from behind, "Your Highness Seventh, please stay!"

Song Qinghuan stopped and turned around, seeing Zhong Huaizheng coming panting, and quickly stopped in front of him.

"Is Eunuch Zhong still doing something?" Song Qinghuan frowned slightly.

"Your Highness, the Emperor wants to see you right now. You see, I have to trouble you to go to Xuan Shi Hall with the old slave first." Zhong Huai bowed, stared at her and opened his mouth respectfully.

(End of this chapter)