prosperous power pet

Chapter 7
Song Qinghuan's eyes darkened, and she stared at Yang Fu coldly.

There was a look of inquiry in his translucent eyes.

Cursing her lips slightly, Song Qinghuan said coldly, "It's just a coincidence. Since Prime Minister Shen has already left, General Yang Zhonglang should go back and report to his father."

After all, don't look at him anymore, and take Shen Xingliuyue away.

When she arrived at Yaohua Palace, Shen Chuhan also arrived at the gate of the palace.

After leaving the palace, there was already a carriage waiting outside the palace gate, the Habayashi Army who led the way saw this, saluted and left.

The driver was a young man, dressed in Chu clothes, and handsome in appearance.Seeing Shen Chuhan coming out, he jumped off the carriage and greeted him.

"Son."

With that said, he raised the curtain.

When Shen Chuhan got into the car, the man put down the curtain, and was about to raise his whip, when he heard a cool voice, not rushing or slowing down, and the waves were calm.

"Mubai, go find out what Wuyang Diji has done in recent years? Also, send someone to watch her."

As the wind blows, a corner of the Jinxiu car curtain is lifted, and the man sitting upright in the car has deep black pupils, and the coolness is overwhelming.

This is Shen Chuhan, the Prime Minister of Liang Country who is so cold to the bone in the world.

The man called Mu Bai hesitated for a moment.

Empress Wuyang?

He had heard of the three concubines of Yu Kingdom, and compared to the other two, this Empress Wuyang had the most mediocre reputation.The son is always cold and cold, and he avoids women like snakes and scorpions. Why is he interested in Wuyang Diji alone?

However, the young master's mind has always been difficult to guess, so he didn't think too much, and responded in a deep voice.

"promise."

After finishing speaking, he pulled the rein and walked to the Sifang Pavilion where Shen Chuhan was staying.

The Sifang Pavilion is located in Shijin Lane in Jian'an City, where envoys from various countries stayed during their stay.

This time on Emperor Yu's birthday, there was a banquet for guests from all over the world. In addition to the Liang Kingdom, the Zhaochen Kingdom also sent envoys.Among them, the status of envoy of the Kingdom of Chen is the most respected.

The carriage stopped in front of the Sifang Pavilion, Mu Bai lifted the curtain and invited Shen Chuhan to get off the carriage, and the Qimen knight soldiers stationed in the Sifang Pavilion stepped forward and took the reins.

Shen Chuhan didn't stop walking, and entered the Sifang Pavilion.

The Sifang Pavilion occupies a large area, with the main hall, gardens, lotus ponds and other places in the front yard, and several courtyards in the back yard are arranged in random order. The envoys and entourages of various countries occupy one courtyard each without interfering with each other.

Just entered the Sifang Pavilion, but saw someone walking towards the door from a distance, dressed in brocade clothes, followed by a group of followers.

Shen Chuhan stopped with squinting eyes, and evaded to the side.

The man in the fancy dress walked in front of Shen Chuhan, but stopped.

"I heard that Prime Minister Shen was summoned into the palace by Emperor Yu?" A slightly smiling voice sounded, and the man's sizing eyes fell on Shen Chuhan's calm face.

"The news about the third prince is naturally correct."

The man smiled lightly, with a frivolous flicker at the end of his eyes, and the light and shadow in his eyes flickered slightly.

"It's just that Chen Xiang didn't intend to hide it." While speaking, a pair of exquisite peach blossom eyes kept wandering on Shen Chuhan's face.He paused, turned his eyes, and said, "Mr. Shen, will you be fine? Why don't you accompany me to the Qianzhan Pavilion for a drink? I heard that the Qianzhan Pavilion in Jian'an is full of beauties and wine. How about Shen Xiangyi?"

Flirtatious, cynical, this is the envoy of Chen Kingdom, the third prince of Chen Kingdom, Su Jingci.

Shen Chuhan closed his eyes, with a gloomy expression, "The third prince is really in a good mood. I won't go to the truth, and the third prince has fun."

After all, he bowed his body and gave way to Su Jing.

Su Jingci stared at him for a moment, then suddenly smiled "haha", "Everyone says that Xiang Xiang doesn't like beauties and wine, but seeing him today, it turned out to be true. It's a pity, as a result, Xiang Shen lost a lot of fun in life. After a slight pause, he laughed again, "Come on, my prince is not going to force others, so I will go first."

With that said, he cupped his hands towards Shen Chuhan, and led his followers out of the Sifang Hall.

"Your Highness, this Prime Minister Shen...doesn't really like Longyang's obsession?" After walking a few steps, the servant behind him stepped forward and teased Su Jingci beside him.

Su Jingci glanced at him, with a smile that was not a smile, and spread out an ivory fractured fan in his hand, "Yes or no, what does it have to do with you? Shen Xiang is not an ordinary person, don't provoke him easily."

A blooming peach blossom was painted on the unfolded fan, reflecting his twinkling peach blossom eyes, there was a touch of cynicalism in the light waves of his eyes, the smile on the corner of his mouth was slightly condensed, and the star-like eyes fell on the servant who opened his mouth. body.

For some reason, Su Jingci was obviously smiling, but the servant felt a chill in his heart, and hurriedly lowered his head to agree, "Yes, yes, Your Highness is right, the servant has overstepped the rules."

Su Jingci chuckled, looked away, closed the folding fan in his hand, and got into the carriage parked at the entrance of Sifang Pavilion.

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In the late spring, even the wind blowing past my face felt a little dry.

In the Xingyue Hall of Yaohua Palace.

The carved windows on all sides are wide open, blowing a corner of the snow-white rice paper pressed with an inkstone on the side hall desk, making a "rustling" sound.

Liu Yue stepped forward, closed the window of the side hall, and was about to turn around when she heard footsteps coming from the inner hall.

"Liu Yue, Shen Xing and I went out first. If someone asks you, you know how to answer."

Turning around, it was Song Qinghuan who had changed into clothes.

Liu Yue was blessed, "I know this, Your Highness, please be careful."

Song Qinghuan nodded slightly, and led Shen Xing behind him out of Xingyue Palace.

The two of them were speechless all the way, and their footsteps were a little hurried, and they only chose to walk along the small path that was not patrolled by the Habayashi Army. Song Qinghuan's expression was also somewhat dignified.

After walking for about a cup of tea, Song Qinghuan in front stopped.

Wherever he went, there were broken walls and ruins, and the red paint was mottled. It was a cold palace.There is a peach tree in front of the palace, the flowers are in full bloom, and the clouds are steaming and the rosy clouds are blooming.

There was a woman under the peach tree, wearing black narrow-sleeved regular clothes, with a slender figure, standing with her back to Song Qinghuan.

Shen Xing took a few steps back and waited at the side, but Song Qinghuan stepped forward.

"Qing Huan met Aunt Chong Jin."

The woman turned around, and her calm eyes fell on Song Qinghuan's face, "Your Highness, are you sure you are ready?"

"Yes."

"Okay, let's start." After Chongjin finished speaking, he suddenly punched Song Qinghuan in the face.

Song Qinghuan raised his brows and leaned back slightly, narrowly avoiding Chongjin's sudden attack. At the same time, on one side of his body, his hands clenched into fists and struck Chongjin's waist.

Chongjin pushed forward with his palm, received the punch, and leaned back, jumped to Song Qinghuan's side, and took advantage of her unpreparedness to strike again.

The two of you came and went back and forth for more than 30 moves, Shen Xing who was at the side saw the dense air in his palms, and his figure was so fast that he couldn't miss it.

In this life, Shen Chuhan came early, and his attitude was ambiguous. Song Qinghuan knew that things might have changed.Although she has past life memories and can predict the future, if this causes a butterfly effect, her future road is still not easy. Only with martial arts can she have the foundation of her life.If she had figured this out earlier in her previous life, she would not have ended up like that in the end.

Thinking about it this way, his expression froze, and his moves became more ruthless.

I saw her suddenly strike Chongjin's chest with a palm. Chongjin stretched out his hand to catch it, and both of them were pushed back two steps by the opponent's internal force.

"Okay, that's it for today."

Song Qinghuan was adjusting his breath when Chong Jin spoke lightly.

　Girls, don’t worry, Xiao Huanhuan just lost her composure at first sight, and the number of paragraphs will definitely increase in the future /(ㄒoㄒ)/~
　　
　
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