prosperous power pet

Chapter 67
Song Qinghuan was startled, and just about to dodge, she felt someone pull her arm, and immediately slammed into a firm embrace.

She looked up in amazement, and it turned out to be Shen Chuhan. He blocked her with his arm, tightly protecting her in his arms, his whole body was tense, and he stared at the perpetrator coldly.

She had mixed feelings in her heart, and while everyone's attention was being attracted by the person who broke in suddenly, she hurriedly withdrew from Shen Chuhan's embrace, and thanked her in a low voice.

Seeing that she was fine, Shen Chuhan breathed a sigh of relief, and smiled warmly at her.However, when she turned her eyes, she looked at the person coming with a colder look, and the hand hanging by her side moved.

There was only a scream, and the man who had managed to stabilize his figure was caught off guard and fell to the ground, falling into the mud like a dog.

Song Qinghuan's chaotic thoughts were pulled back by the scream, and she turned her head to look at the fallen man.

The man was face down, unable to see his face clearly. He was of medium stature. He was dressed in a brocade robe and had a bandage on his right leg.

She frowned.

Who is this?Dare to break into the fortified temple.

The monk who led the way hurried forward, clasped his hands together and said, "Benefactor, are you alright?"

The man didn't make a sound, he seemed to be struggling to get up, his brows were furrowed, and his legs seemed to be in severe pain.

Just as the monk stretched out his hand to help, he heard a noise behind him, footsteps and shouts mixed together, creating chaos.

Song Qinghuan managed to hear the words "Young Master, are you alright?"

At a glance, four or five servants had already run to the man, pushed the monk away, helped the man up in a hurry, asked him if he was okay, and patted the dirt on his clothes for him.

The man wiped away the stains on his face, and looked at them with stern eyes, with a domineering expression on his face, as if he was searching for Song Qinghuan who had just avoided in a hurry.

His eyes quickly fixed on Song Qinghuan who was at the side, he frowned, and was about to yell angrily when he inadvertently caught sight of Song Qinghuan's face.The scowl immediately froze on his face, and he stared blankly at her in a daze.

He...he had never seen such a beautiful girl.

That white skin like jade, that distant mountain's Qingdai Emei, that bright red and moist water chestnut lips, although frowning, the eyebrows and eyes are full of various amorous feelings.

Being stared at by the man with covetous eyes, Song Qinghuan frowned uncomfortably, and turned to the side to avoid the man's naked gaze.

Shen Chuhan took a step forward calmly, blocking Song Qinghuan with his body, with a gloomy look in his eyes.Just as he was about to make a sound, he heard a sound of surprise.

"Cousin...cousin...?"

The man finally came back to his senses, withdrew his dazed gaze, didn't notice what the man said just now, and just looked at the speaker impatiently.

Song Qinghuan heard it clearly.

The person who spoke just now was Song Qingyi.

And the person she called her cousin...

His eyes flicked on the bandage on the man's right foot, and Song Qinghuan understood it immediately.The perverted man in front of him is probably the queen's own nephew, Wei Yang, the first son of the Wei family who fell from a horse and broke his leg recently.

But... since he was injured, he should rest at home. What are you doing in Lingyin Temple?
Wei Yang frowned, he was upset at being interrupted to look at the beauty, but his eyes fell on the woman who made the sound, his eyes widened immediately, and he stammered after a while, "Cousin...cousin...?"

The queen doted on him, so to Song Qingyi, he was only called a cousin.

Song Qingyi really didn't have much affection for this ignorant cousin, but he was the only son of the Wei family, and his mouth was extremely sweet, every time he coaxed the queen mother to be happy, and the concubine sometimes treated him better than Yan'er.After being spoiled like this, it becomes more and more absurd to behave like this.

She heard that he fell from his horse and broke his leg a few days ago, so she never expected to see him in Lingyin Temple.

Frowning, he said displeasedly, "Why did my cousin come to Lingyin Temple?"

Hearing the impatience in her words, Wei Yang twisted his neck, "What? My cousin can come, but I can't?!" He knew that his cousin had always been arrogant and disdainful of him, so he didn't bother to talk about it. Face to her cold ass.

Song Qingyi's face darkened, and he scolded, "The pure land of Buddhism, how can you allow you to run around and bump into distinguished guests, how can you afford it?"

If it was a different day, she wouldn't bother talking to Wei Yang.It's just that in front of Shen Chuhan at this time, she didn't want him to embarrass the Wei family.

Being reprimanded by his cousin, Wei Yang's mood was naturally not much better, his face collapsed, just about to refute, he suddenly realized the word "honored guest" in her words, startled, smiled and looked at Song Qinghuan, "This Is this girl an honored guest? Dare I ask... the girl's name?" But I don't even think about it, who among the noble girls in Beijing can be more expensive than Song Qingyi?
Song Qingyi's face completely darkened.

The perverted virtue of my cousin was almost written all over his face.

She glanced at Shen Chuhan with some embarrassment, but saw that there seemed to be a ruthless flash in his eyes, she was stunned for a while, and when she took a closer look, she saw the same coldness as always, so she regained her composure.

I must have misread it. Although Shen Xiang has a cold temper, he is not a violent person. How could he have such an expression?

After settling his mind, he said coldly, "Cousin, this is my Seventh Emperor Sister."

Seventh sister?
Wei Yang was taken aback for a while, and it took him a long time to realize, staring at Song Qinghuan in surprise, "Are you Empress Wuyang?"

Song Qinghuan's eyes were cold, she nodded, "Young Master Wei."

Song Qingyi suppressed the anger in her heart, pointed at Su Jingci and Shen Chuhan and said, "Cousin, these two are the third prince of Chen Kingdom and Prime Minister Shen of Liang Kingdom, come and see them soon."

Wei Yang became more and more surprised, staring at the two for a while before saluting hastily.

Song Qingyi had nothing to do with him, and turned to look at the servants behind him, "Young master is not in the mansion to recuperate, what are you doing in Lingyin Temple?"

The servant hurriedly said, "Madam heard that Master Liaoxu in the temple is good at bone-setting and bruises, so she brought the young master here to ask the master to have a look. Just now Master Liaoxu was checking the situation of the young master, the young master couldn't bear the pain, so he ran away come out."

Wei Yang twisted his neck, "What master? I think he is here to punish me. Examine and check, what kind of medical technique is it to press hard on my broken bone? Hurry up and prepare a soft sedan chair for me, I am going down the mountain."

Seeing him talking nonsense, Song Qingyi felt very ashamed, and hurriedly told the servant, "Don't take the young master back! What are you doing here?!"

The servant was in a hurry, stepped forward to support Wei Yang, said "Young master offended", and dragged Wei Yang away gradually.

Wei Yang's right leg was still in pain, so he couldn't resist them, so he was dragged away cursing.

Song Qingyi's face turned red and purple, and he walked up to Su Jingci and Shen Xiang to bless him, and said in a timid voice, "Let the third prince and Shen Xiang laugh."

Shen Chu gave her a cold look, but didn't make a sound, seeming displeased.

Su Jingci unfolded the folding fan and shook it, "haha" smiled, "It's nothing, nothing, it's not Diji's fault." After a pause, he looked at Song Qinghuan with his bright eyes, and said with concern, "It's Empress Wuyang, Are you OK?"

(End of this chapter)