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

Chapter 48 Burning (recommended monthly pass for collection~)
A lamp was like a bean, dimly illuminating Song Qingan's face, with snowy skin and black hair, like a cloud of snow, like a fairy left behind in the world.

The two were so close to each other, as they stared at each other, the temperature of the surrounding gradually rose; the ambiguity was like a speck of ink falling into water, and instantly scattered and fainted.

Pei Qing's eyes gradually darkened, as if something was surging under the dark tide.Originally, Song Qing'an's lips still had the color of water after drinking scented tea, which was shiny and moist, but it was printed on his lips just now.Pei Qing's slender fingers twitched lightly, he stared at Song Qing'an with a good eye, and took Yubai's fingertips into his mouth.

Song Qingan suffocated for breath, and his face quietly turned redder.

"This medicine...is indeed too bitter."

The cold and handsome face approached again, Pei Qing hugged her back, and pulled her into her arms.Unlike the light touch before, his lips touched hers, rubbed against her, entangled with her.The breaths of the two were intertwined, and it was impossible to tell who was who, only their hearts were beating like drums, their faces were red and their ears were red, and their breathing was chaotic.

The curtain of the bed was pulled down by Pei Qing, blocking the figures of the two people on the couch.The teacup that Song Qingan was holding earlier rolled down at some point, and circled slowly, leaving a dizzy and wet mark on the carpet.

Song Qingan's eyes widened slightly, and she pushed Pei Qing's shoulder with her hand, but the latter remained motionless.Gradually, her eyes softened, and the strength in her hands dissipated, resting on Pei Qing's shoulders.The two were so close, his long eyelashes fell slightly, almost touching her cheeks; the bed was dim, Song Qingan couldn't see his expression clearly, but could feel his burning eyes, burning her hot,

The hand on the back slowly moved up, rubbing and rubbing the back of her neck until half of her body was numb.Pei Qing's force was not so gentle, it was more like a lesson, the sharp teeth slashed, causing a little stinging pain.

The water vapor in Song Qing'an's eyes was getting thicker and moist, she looked at Pei Qing's dark eyes... Gradually sank into it.The aroma of the scented tea I drank earlier and the herbal aroma of the medicine flowed back and forth in front of my lips and teeth, and the bitterness in my mouth became weaker and weaker.

She slowly closed her eyes, her mind wandering, as if floating in the clouds.Her whole body became hotter and hotter, her cheeks were red and red, as if oozing blood; the crimson color continued to spread, submerged below the neckline at the collarbone, and dyed her fair neck pink.

Fortunately, the light was not good, so Pei Qing couldn't see Song Qingan's embarrassment, he just felt the little princess's panting gradually getting heavier, her delicate hands clung to him, encircled him, and hugged him.The body in his arms became softer and softer, almost turning into a puddle of water.

It seems to be extraordinarily long, and time is stagnant at this moment; everything in the world has dissipated, and only this square inch is their shelter.When the two reluctantly parted, they both heard the other's disordered breathing.

Gradually regaining consciousness, Song Qing'an and Pei Qing looked at each other.It was clearly a dark place, but they all saw themselves reflected in each other's pupils.

"I believe."

With deep eyes, Pei Qing answered Song Qingan's previous question in a low voice.

Song Qing'an froze for a moment, then suddenly smiled, as bright as the moon in the sky.

She couldn't make a big move yet, so she hooked her fingers to Pei Qing, asking him to come forward.

When Pei Qing approached, she carefully propped herself up, and gently kissed Pei Qing's eyes.

"seeing is believing."

Song Qingan leaned back on the soft pillow and whispered softly.It took a long time before Pei Qing let out a low laugh.He didn't say anything else, he just got up from the couch and smoothed out the wrinkles on his clothes caused by the rubbing, put down the jade bottle and left the inner hall.

As soon as the person left, Song Qing'an dared to let go of his calm pretense.She lowered her eyes and slowly pressed her hand on her left chest.

Feeling the almost crazy vibration under his palm, Song Qing'an was a little flustered.

……How is this going?

She won't be emotional, will she?She shouldn't be emotional! ——
Song Qinghuai wanted to visit after knowing that Song Qingan was awake, but because he had not returned to Beijing soon, there were still many cumbersome things to do, so he delayed it.

Everyone thought that Emperor Liang would confer a flashy official title on Song Qinghuai, but Emperor Liang arranged Song Qinghuai into the Yulin Guard.

Although the official rank is not high, he has real power, not to mention being in the emperor's personal guard.

For a while, many people in the court became concerned.

Song Qinghuai naturally understands the truth, but he has always been cautious and will not do things that exceed the rules.Not long after entering Habayashi Guard, he successfully integrated into it.

It happened to be his turn to lead a patrol that day, and when he passed a study, he saw government servants surrounded outside.

This place is called Chengxianzhai, and it was originally a shop selling rouge and gouache under the name of the Lu family.For some reason, before the accident happened in the Lu family, the shop was transferred to a scholar, and since then it has been used as a study, and it survived the disaster.It's not that the imperial court has searched here and checked the scholars, but there is no problem; after going back and forth, the matter gradually died down, and no one mentioned it again.

Seeing Habayashi Wei approaching, the group of yamen servants immediately retreated to the side.

"what happened?"

Song Qinghuai reined in his horse and stopped, turned his head and asked.

"Reporting to Your Highness, the little ones were ordered to fetch the person who sold the banned books."

The yamen servant replied respectfully, Song Qinghuai hummed lightly, didn't ask any more questions, and led the people away again.

Not long after, Lin Yuan appeared here.He took out a waist card and showed it to the yamen servant, who quickly invited him in.

……

After the patrol, Song Qinghuai neither returned to the palace nor to the Habayashi guard camp, but went to a small house in the suburbs of Beijing.

"Your Highness, people have been settled inside."

Song Qinghuai nodded, and walked in.

He pushed open the half-hidden door, and there was a handsome scholar sitting in the room.

That is the person who wrote the forbidden book in the mouth of the yamen servant.The content of the so-called banned books satirizes Pei Qing and other Dongchang people.Song Qinghuai had heard about it a long time ago, and had read those bibliographies.It says a lot about things that most people don't know.

Song Qinghuai intuited that the identity of the writer was not simple, and this person must not be taken away by Dongchang.

It's just...he didn't expect this person to be so young.

"May I ask what your name is, sir?"

Song Qinghuai bowed his hands respectfully, and the scholar got up and returned the salute.

"Your Excellency, you are welcome. My name is Qiyu He, named Xiu."

Song Qinghuai didn't want his identity to be guessed, so he changed into ordinary clothes on purpose.Seeing that He Xiu didn't call him "Your Highness", Song Qinghuai felt a little relieved.

"Mr. He will just call me Zikuang."

"Your Excellency is Xiu's benefactor, you don't need to be so polite." He Xiu made a "please" gesture and invited Song Qinghuai to sit down at the table.

"I just don't know why you want to help me?"

After He Xiu finished pouring the tea, he stared at Song Qinghuai with piercing eyes.

The latter smiled warmly, and said unhurriedly: "Mr. He, listen to me..."
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"No one found?"

Song Qinglan's voice suddenly rose, and the kneeling man flinched for a moment, and still said: "Princess Hui, when I arrived, I had already been taken away by the government."

Song Qinglan endured and endured to control the desire to throw the teacup.She paced back and forth a few steps, suppressing her irritability and asked: "Then why don't you go to the government?"

"Reporting to the princess... I have been there, but...but..." The man hesitated again and again, "but there is no sign of him."

Song Qinglan took a deep breath and turned her back, before speaking for a while.

"...Keep looking."

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