shock!Crazy criticism of treacherous ministers was dumbfounded by soft beauty kiss

Chapter 34
In Miyagi, "Yue'er" is hooking up with the so-called "shouldn't provoke" people.

Pei Qing was busy interrogating people a few days ago, Song Qing'an couldn't see him at all.In fact, Pei Qing didn't need to do this kind of thing herself, it was extremely rare to just stand aside and watch.Therefore, the people in the East factory worked extraordinarily hard and dug up a lot of information.

Although Song Qing'an couldn't see Pei Qing, he sent a lot of things.All kinds of dim sum and side dishes will come to Ningshuiyuan every night, regardless of whether Pei Qing really uses them or not.Fortunately, both of them lived in a remote place, so no one noticed.

It was so easy to wait until the day when Pei Qing was a little free, Song Qing'an took the opportunity to look for him with a food box.

"Pei's palm print has worked hard these past few days. I simply cooked some fish porridge. If you don't mind Pei's palm print, you can use some."

With a soft voice, Song Qing'an put the food box on the table and opened it.A fresh and fragrant smell wafted out, and the mist was so dense that even Song Qing'an's face was hazy afterwards.

"Princess shouldn't be here these days." Pei Qing leaned back in the chair with a calm expression, but Song Qing'an noticed the slack in his brows and eyes.

She gently put down the porcelain bowl of porridge, walked behind Pei Qing, and rubbed his temples with slightly cool fingertips.

The scent of incense from the sleeves wafted out following Song Qingan's movements, faintly there; her strength was just right, and Pei Qing closed her eyes unconsciously.

"Mu Zhi's words make sense."

The voice of the person behind was soft, with moderate strength, and a fragrance wafted from time to time.Pei Qing looked unmoved by it, and her tone was straight: "What does the princess want to do?"

"Naturally, I came to care about Pei's palm print."

Song Qing'an's hand moved down slowly, put it on Pei Qing's shoulder and kneaded it: "Pei's palm print is busy with my affairs, how can I hide and enjoy it?"

Pei Qing smiled: "Really?"

"Naturally it is true."

The corners of Song Qing'an's lips curled slightly, and he patted Pei Qing's shoulder lightly: "Use some porridge for Pei's palm print, or it will be cold."

The aroma of the fish porridge has never dissipated, and Pei Qing did not have dinner, and after smelling it for a long time, she actually felt a little hungry.

Song Qing'an had already brought the bowl, and when she was about to scoop up a spoonful, Pei Qing stretched out her hand to take it.

"Our family is not disabled enough to be fed by the princess."

The jade white porcelain spoon lightly slid over the porridge noodles, Pei Qing lowered her eyes, and ate slowly.His movements are pleasing to the eye, just like a real prince and noble son, making this bowl of porridge look like delicacies from mountains and seas.

Song Qing'an stood aside and watched quietly, but was thinking in his heart.

Thinking that Pei Qing climbed up step by step from the bottom eunuch, all she learned was the ability to serve others. Even if she entered the East Factory, most of them were martial arts.If he was born in poverty, he would not have the opportunity to learn such etiquette in this life.

Unless...he consciously memorized and imitated from the time he had the opportunity to come into contact with the nobles in the palace.After so many years, the old brand was peeled off together with the flesh and blood, and molded into... Pei's palm print.

Song Qing'an's eyes darkened, such a terrifying person... How can he open the door of his heart?
It seemed that when he hugged her last time, she had a faint feeling.But it was too faint and ethereal, before Song Qing'an could grab it, it was taken back by Pei Qing.

Song Qing'an looked at Pei Qing and felt that although his attitude hadn't changed much, he was more alienated than before.

Could it be that he noticed something?
Song Qing'an sighed lightly, feeling that the road ahead is difficult.

If such a sensitive, prudent and ruthless person made him aware of her intentions before he fell in love with her, would she die a miserable death?

When Song Qing'an was fantasizing about his miserable death, Pei Qing had already run out of porridge.

Seeing that Song Qing'an seemed to be wandering, Pei Qing tapped on the book case: "What does the princess think?"

"I'm wondering... how His Majesty will deal with it..."

Song Qing'an suppressed the image of himself being trapped in a water prison with bruises all over his body, and replied casually.

"The imperial concubine and the family behind her have too deep a foundation, so they cannot be moved for a while."

Xu Shi felt a lot of ironing in his empty stomach, and Pei Qing became more talkative.

Song Qing'an lowered his head, seemingly lost.

"Our family thought that the princess should be prepared for this." Pei Qing narrowed her eyes slightly, like a snake stalking its prey, "Our family doesn't like unrealistic people."

"No, I understand that."

Song Qing'an raised his head, and smiled with Pei Qing, not seeming to be fake.

"That's good." Pei Qing lazily said, after a while of silence, he looked at Song Qing'an, "Is there anything else the princess wants?"

"Mu Zhi... you said earlier that you would teach me how to write..." Song Qing'an's voice gradually softened, as if his courage was fading away, "Can you still count now?"

Pei Qing stared at Song Qing'an's face for a long time, then smiled suddenly: "Naturally."

Song Qing'an's heart relaxed slightly, watching Pei Qing call for someone to tidy up the desk and set up the pen and paper.

"Our family taught it earlier, do you still remember the princess?"

Pei Qing's voice was soft and low, and slowly rang out behind her, but Song Qing'an silently straightened her body.

She had a... guilty feeling of being caught by her master on the spot if she didn't take it seriously when she was young.

Song Qing'an coughed, but agreed cheekily: "Of course I remember, after Mu Zhijiao, I practiced every day."

"is it?"

Pei Qing raised her eyebrows, and handed the pen to Song Qing'an.

The latter looked confident, and wrote decisively on the paper.

Song Qing'an was also a little apprehensive when there was no sound from beside him for a long time.

But he heard the person beside him take a few breaths, and then said in a rather strange tone: "The princess's words are so consistent, which is interesting."

Song Qing'an bit her lip, but she didn't have enough confidence: "Mu Zhi... his flaws can't hide his virtues."

"This is the first time someone in our family has boasted about himself like this."

Pei Qing snorted lightly, picked up the paper Song Qingan had written on and shook it, as if something dirty was on it.

"Princess, maybe our family can't teach you, so go find your elder sister."

Pei Qing said so, but took Song Qing'an's hand holding the pen, and led her to write a stroke on the paper.

Song Qing'an noticed something was wrong: "But the elder sister is in Linzhou, Mu Zhi wants me to marry to Linzhou and be with the elder sister?"

The marriage between Ning and Princess Song Qinglan is special. Usually, after the princess gets married, she will live with her consort in the princess mansion in Beijing, unless she is married.However, Song Qinglan built the Princess Mansion in Linzhou, and left the capital together with the son-in-law.

Not for anything else, but because the son-in-law Xie Hechen is from Linzhou.

Pei Qing was still unhurried: "Princess thinks so, but has a sweetheart?"

Seeing that Pei Qing had deviated from the topic, Song Qing'an could only coax him along.

"Pei's palm print made fun of me again..." Song Qing'an was pressing the other hand on the paper, and now he slowly touched Pei Qing's hand on the desk, "My sweetheart, don't you know Pei's palm print? "

Song Qing'an put his hand on the back of Pei Qing's and shook it gently.Listening to her soft but firm voice: "It's Pei's palm print, it's Mu Zhi, it won't change in this life."

Pei Qing's face was calm, but her heart jumped a few times.

"The princess will see Ning and the princess soon."

Pei Qing ignored Song Qing'an's words, but answered Song Qing'an's previous question.

Relying that Pei Qing couldn't see her face, Song Qing'an smiled triumphantly.

see what this means...

"Eldest sister is going back to Beijing?"

"The princess is just waiting."

Pei Qing neither affirmed nor denied.Song Qing'an accepted him as his acquiescence, and his thoughts drifted further and further away.

Eldest sister hasn't come back for so many years, so now... there must be something important...

(End of this chapter)