prosperous power pet

Chapter 26
Alarm bells rang in Song Qinghuan's heart.

What exactly does Shen Chuhan want to do? !If this life is different from the previous life, what should Shen Chuhan do if he directly calls out his name and asks him to get married?
Just when I was secretly worried, I suddenly heard the whispers in my ear gradually getting quieter. When I looked up, I saw a graceful dancer entering the palace.The dancers are all charming and enchanting, graceful and charming, with sweet smiles on their faces, twirling eyes, dancing arms, and a different kind of charm under the light veil, which fascinates everyone's eyes.

For a while, the fragrance is lingering, and the rings are jingling, and it is a scene of luxury and gold.

Song Qinghuan was full of preoccupations, and naturally her mind was not on the singing and dancing in front of her, so she was a little distracted.When she was wandering in the sky, someone suddenly poked her elbow.

Turning around, it was Song Xuan.

She smiled shyly, "What's wrong, Brother Wuhuang?"

"Huan'er, what are you thinking about?" Song Xuan looked around vigilantly, seeing that no one was paying attention, Fang lowered his voice and opened his mouth.

Song Qinghuan collected her thoughts and shook her head, "It's nothing, I was a little lost in thought for a while."

Song Xuan said "hmm" and said earnestly, "Huan'er, don't let your guard down. I just watched Anyang look at you a few times, and there was color in her eyes. I was worried that she would play some tricks."

Song Qing laughed in his heart.

What kind of tricks can Song Qingyu play?I just want to watch myself make a fool of myself.However, today I am afraid that she will not be able to fulfill her wish.

She showed her face and smiled, and comforted Song Xuan, "Brother Wuhuang, the matter has come to an end, we can only cover it with soldiers, and you don't have to worry about me."

For some reason, Mingming was still worried just now, but now seeing Song Qinghuan's calm and composed appearance, Song Xuan's heart has settled down a lot.Knowing that what Song Qinghuan said was reasonable, he had no choice but to suppress his anxiety for the time being.

Seeing his solemn expression, Song Qinghuan decided to change the subject, and his eyes fell on the long table in front of him, with a smile on his lips, and his voice was charming, "Brother Huang, don't you want to drink your plum wine?"

Song Xuan smiled dotingly, showing a trace of helplessness, reached out to take the plum wine on the table, handed it to Song Qinghuan, shook her head and said, "You, girl, why do you like drinking so much?"

Song Qinghuan didn't take it seriously, she took it with her slender fingers like white jade, poured a cup for herself, and said concisely, "It's delicious, so you can relieve your worries."

Song Xuan was helpless, "Anyway, she is also the princess of a country, how can there be so many worries and worries all day long?"

Song Qinghuan smirked, without raising his head, he just said, "Isn't there one right now?"

Song Xuan sighed, "Come on, I can't say enough about you." Because Song Qinghuan mentioned the marriage again, the smile on Song Xuan's face faded, and he remained silent for a while.

Song Qinghuan drank the wine by himself.

The plum wine is sweet and refreshing, not intoxicating.But she didn't dare to be greedy, she just sipped it carefully, as if the excitement around her had nothing to do with her.

"By the way..." Song Xuan suddenly remembered something, his eyes lit up, and he looked up at Song Qinghuan.

Song Qinghuan put down the wine cup and lazily looked at him with his chin on his hands, "What's wrong, brother?"

Song Xuan moved closer to her, her voice lowered, "I suddenly remembered something. Do you know about the opening of the Taibu Ling for divination yesterday?"

How could she not know?For this matter, she still asked Aunt Chongjin for help.

He just acted ignorant and shook his head.

"I heard that the father asked Taibu Ling to make a divination just for the purpose of making peace with Liangguo. I sent someone to inquire carefully yesterday, and the divination shows that it is Anyang!"

Speaking of the latter, he was almost whispering to Song Qinghuan, and his posture was unavoidably more intimate.

"If this is the case, you can probably feel at ease." Song Xuan comforted.Before he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a chill down his spine, as if someone had cast a gloomy and cold gaze on him.

He looked up suspiciously, but found nothing unusual.So he didn't take it to heart, and comforted Song Qinghuan a few more words.

Song Qinghuan nodded one by one. Although she had arranged all of this, she was still a little moved after hearing Song Xuan's tireless instructions to comfort herself.

At this time, it is always inevitable to think of Song Xuan's death in his previous life, and his heart fluctuates violently.

The cool wind rustled, the candles flickered, and everyone's different thoughts were wrinkled.

The sound of silk and bamboo gradually stopped, and the dancer finished, and Ping Ping left the hall gracefully.

At this time, Song Qingyi suddenly stood up.

Song Qinghuan's eyes turned cold, and she stared mockingly at Song Qingyi's graceful figure in front of her.

It seems that the good show should be staged.

"Father!" Song Qingyi said clearly, raising the cup in her hand.Everyone was immersed in the graceful dancing posture of the dancer just now, and the hall was very quiet for a moment, and Song Qingyi's voice was heard clearly in everyone's ears.

Everyone turned their eyes to Song Qingyi at the same time.

I saw Song Qingyi raised the cup in a calm manner, nodded to Emperor Yu, with a decent smile on his face, "My son hereby wishes the emperor's holy body to be healthy and live forever."

With a smile on his face, Emperor Yu also raised his wine glass to signal Song Qingyi, "Pingyang has a heart."

Seeing this, Song Qingyu on the side stood up with the cup of wine in his hand, eager to make fun of him, "I also wish my father and emperor good fortune like the East Sea, and a longer life than Nanshan."

There was a flash of disgust in Song Qingyi's eyes, but the smile on his face remained the same, with a graceful appearance.

On the other hand, Emperor Yu, the smile on the corner of his mouth faded, and he said indifferently with a "hmm", "You all have hearts."

The eldest prince Song Yi turned his eyes, looked at Song Xuan and Song Qinghuan, gave them a wink, and signaled them to get up.

Song Qinghuan smiled inwardly.

Song Yi is used to being a good person, and he knows how to pull himself and Brother Wuhuang together.In this way, not only did she win over her and Brother Wuhuang, but she wasn't as eager to show off as Song Qingyu, and also let the crown prince Song Yan take the order, which was really a trick that killed three birds with one stone.

Since Song Yi took the initiative to extend an olive branch, it's hard for her to refuse his "kindness", isn't she?
Looking at Song Xuan, the two also stood up.

"Father, the sons and daughters also wish the father the dragon body to be in good health, with good fortune and longevity." Song Yi said loudly.

This time, all the princes and concubines in the row stood up, except for the crown prince Song Yan.No matter how big his heart was, Song Yan felt something was wrong at this moment, so he got up in a panic.

The queen above couldn't help frowning when she saw him in such a mess.

Seeing that the princes were all handsome and handsome, and the concubines were all outstanding in appearance, it really made him gain face in front of the envoys of other countries, Emperor Yu couldn't help being in a good mood, laughed "haha" twice, and said "yes" three times in a row The words, "It's rare that everyone is so caring. I am very pleased. I will drink this glass of wine first."

The princes and concubines also drank the wine in their cups, and the palace was full of loving fathers and sons, filial piety and harmony.

But in Song Qingyi's eyes, there was a flash of displeasure.

Originally, she wanted to make Song Qinghuan look ugly, but she didn't expect Brother Dahuang to save her, but it doesn't matter, the best show is yet to come.

Others may not know it, but she knows it very well.Ever since Mrs. Qingxuan disappeared, my father has been indifferent to Song Qinghuan. Other palace people are used to stepping on the low and flattering the high, so why would they do their best to serve her?How could Song Qinghuan, who grew up in such an environment, still have such talents?

Thinking about it this way made me feel a lot better.

Suddenly, a lazy and playful voice sounded from the oblique stab, "Emperor Yu is really lucky, the princes and concubines are all so filial."

(End of this chapter)