Chapter 67 Huaiyu

On the cramped palace road, the two hugged each other.Accompanied by the approaching voices, Song Qing'an felt a sense of taboo for no reason.

Pei Qing seemed to feel no pain at all, and was even a little happy.He lowered his head in cooperation with Song Qing'an, and tapped the back of her head with one hand.There was a touch of blood spreading between the lips and teeth, and both of them came in menacingly, like attacking a city and looting land, neither would let the other go.

Song Qing'an was finally defeated, and the hand holding Pei Qing's collar gradually loosened.She moved lightly with lotus steps, and followed Pei Qing's strength to lean back against the wall again.

Pei Qing stretched out her hand and pressed against the wall, her large sleeves fell down, blocking most of Song Qing'an's figure.The two never separated, their lips twisted and rubbed together, their breathing gradually became heavy, like a sudden rainstorm, which made people feel ups and downs.

Song Qingan's heart that had been on her mind was slightly settled when Pei Qing raised her sleeves to cover her. She raised her eyes to see the magnified handsome face in front of her, and couldn't help but blame him for making her so frightened, so she opened her mouth to bite Pei Qing.

"Who's there! What are you doing!" A surprised female voice came from beside her ear, Song Qing'an paused, and hid in Pei Qing's arms again, not wanting to take revenge on him anymore.

Too bad, why is it the eldest sister!
Pei Qing was amused to see her face-changing movements, he pressed Song Qing'an's head into his arms, licked off the blood stains on his lips, then turned his head to look, and said lazily, "What is the princess doing?"

The palace banquet was not over yet, but Liu Qiyun was unwell and left the banquet early, and Song Qinglan left with her.The two sat in their respective sedan chairs, one in front and one behind, chatting occasionally.Liu Qiyun was the first to notice the strangeness here, and Song Qinglan followed suit with complex eyes.

The sun was slanting down, and Pei Qing was half in the light and half in the shadows. Looking sideways, his eyes were like spots of lacquer, his lips were bright red, and his face was as white as snow, like a blood-drinking ghost. blood.

However, such a person is holding a woman in his arms at this moment.

"Why is Pei's palm print here?" Song Qinglan frowned, looking inside to see who it was.Song Qinglan couldn't really see the girl hiding in the shadows.

Pei Qing turned sideways and stopped Song Qinglan's probing eyes: "Our family is only ordered by His Majesty. What should we do, do we have to report it to the princess?"

Listening to their coming and going, Song Qing'an's heart beat wildly, and besides the nervousness, there was some indescribable excitement.

She bet that Song Qinglan would not come over to check, Song Qingan raised her head slightly, looked down at Pei Qing's wicked face, and suddenly thought of playing tricks.

Putting her plain hand on her chest, Pei Qing's complexion changed slightly, and she glanced into her bosom.

Song Qing'an, who was still flustered before, had a slight smile on her face at this moment. She glanced at Pei Qing, the water was shining brightly, and her slender white fingers traced the pattern on his clothes, and then... slipped into the skirt.

The slightly cool hand was almost touching his skin through the thin clothes, like a delicate spirit snake wreaking havoc in his arms.Pei Qing licked her teeth, her eyes were dark and treacherous.

Song Qinglan was about to ask Pei Qing a few more words, but saw that the palm print had a strange expression.Her eyebrows moved slightly.He asked sharply, "If you dare to ask Pei's palm print, who is that woman?"

Pei Qing felt the churning hands on his chest stop, and just when he thought Song Qing'an had restrained himself, the latter pressed his whole body against it.

Clothes are getting thinner in spring, not heavy like winter.Pei Qing's five senses are keen, and she naturally and clearly felt the soft ups and downs.Although Song Qing'an was thin, in the past few days, he has been nourished slowly under the recuperation, and the curve he should have has gradually developed.Not outstanding, but not negligible either.

Facing the current situation, even Pei Qing couldn't help but stiffen her waist.If it wasn't for Song Qingan's hands still in his clothes, just looking at his innocent expression, one would really think that she just did it unintentionally.

Seeing that Pei Qing lowered her head and didn't know who she was looking at, she didn't answer herself for a long time.Song Qinglan ordered to get off the sedan chair, and she was about to come over with a flick of her sleeves.

"Princess, please don't come forward again." Pei Qing finally shifted her gaze away, her dark eyes were full of warning and danger.His words seemed respectful, but more like a threat.

No matter how bold Song Qinglan was, she was still a woman who had lived in the inner courtyard of the palace for a long time. Facing such an obvious murderous intent, she couldn't help feeling afraid and took a few steps back.

Liu Qiyun, who had been silent all this time, suddenly coughed a few times and said, "Qinglan, go back to the palace."

Song Qinglan looked at her mother, Liu Qiyun frowned, her lips turned pale.Seeing this, she lost the mind to inquire, and urged the eunuch who carried the chariot to return to the palace as soon as possible.

Before leaving, Song Qinglan couldn't help but glanced back again. The mysterious woman was still tightly covered, but Pei Qing had already stepped back a few steps. From this, Song Qinglan caught a glimpse of the corner of the woman's skirt.

Snow blue skirt corners.

Song Qinglan was in a trance for a while, as if he had been shocked by something incomprehensible.

She has only seen one person wearing a skirt of this color today, her weak and inconspicuous imperial sister.

Song Qinglan frowned and fell into deep self-doubt, it might not be her... What if some other concubine also wore this color, but she didn't notice...

Pooh, what kind of concubine!
Song Qinglan's complexion changed for a while, and he was in the shadows after a quick glance, maybe he was wrong.

...

The voice gradually faded away, but Song Qing'an was still sticking to Pei Qing.

"Hasn't the princess played enough?" Pei Qing took out Song Qing'an's messy hand in the skirt, and took a few steps back, her tone was not kind.

Song Qing'an was a little unsatisfied, and lowered his eyes timidly: "What is Pei's palm print saying... I'm just too nervous..."

Pei Qing slowly smoothed out the wrinkles on her chest caused by Song Qingan, and looked with cool eyes: "Really?"

Song Qing'an pursed her lips, grabbed the corner of Pei Qing's cuff, and whispered, "Then Pei's palm print... can I go back?"

"What's the princess anxious for? Is she unwilling to stay with our family?"

"It's sad that the princess is in such a hurry to leave our house."

Pei Qing smiled sarcastically, her tone of voice was weird.

Song Qingan's hand pulling his cuff trembled imperceptibly, she took a few deep breaths, and said, "Where... I'm just afraid that His Majesty will look for the palm print for something. If Pei's palm print is not there, it will be bad."

However, Pei Qing pressed her index finger against her lips, motioning for her to keep silent.Song Qing'an thought it was someone coming here again, but he heard him say: "Princess, you don't need to say too much, our family understands."

Song Qing'an:?

Her beautiful eyes widened, but she heard Pei Qing continue to say: "Princess Jinzhiyuye, she just used me for entertainment, I'm afraid she'll be tired of it long ago."

Unconcealable shock gradually appeared in Song Qingan's wide-open eyes.

This is... all this and what!

Pei Qing's tone of voice was slow, her brows were clear and dim, and gradually became sad, like a mist.His voice was soft, with a sadness that could not be ignored, as if he was quite hurt by Song Qingan's attitude.

Song Qing'an was shocked by this "sad" Pei Qing, and was momentarily speechless.

She remained silent, and gave Pei Qing the opportunity to continue to play: "I understand what the princess means, and I will never bother the princess again in the future."

After speaking, without giving Song Qingan time to react, he withdrew and left, leaving Song Qingan alone in a daze.

He is... What is he going crazy again?

(End of this chapter)

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