Chapter 69 Blowing the Lamp
In Ningshui Garden.

Song Qing'an pushed open the study door without much hesitation, and met Pei Qing's gaze.

She didn't notify Pei Qing in advance, but the latter seemed not at all surprised by her arrival.

Even... as if waiting for her specially.

"Does Pei Zhangyin know that I'm coming?"

With a smile in his eyes, Song Qing'an gently closed the door and asked.

"How does our family know what the princess is thinking?"

Pei Qing spoke slowly, her eyes lingered on her for a moment, and then quickly moved away to the letter in her hand.

"I knew that I was still in the palm of Pei's heart."

Song Qing pretended not to hear Pei Qing's denial, and continued on his own.She moved lightly with lotus steps, and moved close to Pei Qing's side.

"Is Pei's palm print still angry with me?"

Pei Qing raised her eyelids to look at her, and said coldly, "Our family dare not."

Song Qing'an raised the corners of his lips slightly, and put his arms around Pei Qing: "Really?"

Pei Qing looked at the letter, but didn't answer.

Tonight's Pei Qing simply tied her hair, holding a booklet, she looks like a handsome scholar; as for Song Qing'an... she looks like a goblin who can shake a scholar's mind.

But the "fairy" didn't act coquettishly anymore, she straightened up, squinted her eyes and said, "Since Mu Zhi was never angry, then I'll leave first."

Seeing that Pei Qing remained unmoved, Song Qing'an raised his eyebrows, turned around and was about to leave, without any regrets.

But before she could take a few steps, her arm was grabbed, and an inexplicable force pulled her over.

In a few breaths, Song Qing'an was pulled into Pei Qing's arms.

"Our house is not a place where princesses can come and go whenever they want."

Pei Qing's face was indifferent, and her words were calm, but the strength tightly restraining Song Qing'an's waist reflected his true mood to some extent.

Meeting his deep eyes, Song Qing'an smiled: "Pei's palm print is really duplicity."

How presumptuous and daring she was, she traced his jade face with her fingertips: "Mu Zhi used to...have he cared about others so much?"

"It's better not... Otherwise, I'll be angry too..."

Song Qing'an's tone was soft, and his movements became more and more gentle.After the words fell, Pei Qing held her wrist, and she couldn't make any more trouble.

Song Qing'an closed her mouth in good time, but those fox eyes still looked at Pei Qing with affection in them.

"Does the princess want to know about our family's past?"

Pei Qing lowered her face, Song Qingan seemed to be able to see herself in his dark eyes.

"Princess, do you know that everyone who knows our family's past is dead?"

He spoke slowly, with one or two murderous intentions leaking out of his words, making the surroundings a little cooler.Song Qing'an lowered his eyelashes to block his sight, and said softly, "I misunderstood Pei's palm print, so I won't mention it."

Although she was indeed curious about Pei Qing's past.

Even Zhu Yan never found out, which shows how terribly Pei Qing concealed it.

Except for Pei Qing, no one knows about his past, as if...he is a person without a past.

"It's okay to talk to the princess."

Unexpectedly, Pei Qing seemed to be a little interested, and said calmly: "There are probably people who care..."

If hating is also a kind of caring, then there are many people he cares about.

What about those people... He has eliminated them one by one in the past few years.The hatred is over, and he has no meaning in this person.

But Emperor Liang still needed him, so he had no choice but to stay.

There was no pursuit from left to right, so Pei Qing just let his temper go, watching the officials fight to the death in the court, watching them have to flatter him for personal gain, watching the world hate him and be afraid of him...

At first Pei Qing was a little interested, but later she got bored.

It's boring.

But obviously, Song Qingan was an accident.

Pei Qing lowered her eyes, casually looking at the person in her arms.

Since he gained power, eunuchs in the palace have also ascended to heaven with chickens and dogs, and it is not uncommon to see food.It's not that no one recommended himself to sleep with him, even some low-ranking concubines.

But Pei Qing was never interested.

He could see the desire in those women's eyes, and he knew exactly what they wanted from him.

Xiao wanted to use him, so Pei Qing would let these people know the price.

But he never could see through what Song Qingan wanted.

In her eyes, there is no desire.

Pei Qing put down Song Qingan's hand, raised her face, and looked into her eyes.

These eyes are still crystal clear, as clear as water.

There was nothing in his eyes except his shadow.

"Is it true that Mu Zhi, put those people..."

Song Qing'an understood that the "care" that Pei Qing said probably meant nothing.Guessing directly backwards, there is probably a good chance.

"The princess is so smart."

Sure enough, Song Qingan thought.

but……

Song Qing'an allowed Pei Qing to raise his face, but felt that his eyes were a little strange.

What is he looking for?
Pei Qing stared into Song Qing'an's eyes for a long time, and then slightly moved her gaze away.

I don't know how many times, he tried to see her desire, but found nothing.

Such clean eyes are really rare in the palace.

But Pei Qing knew that Song Qing'an was by no means a pure and kind person, so it was strange that she had such clean eyes...

"Why did Pei's palm print look at me for so long?"

Song Qing'an stood on tiptoe and approached Pei Qing, her voice became softer: "Could it be that... you really like me?"

"What about the princess?"

Pei Qing didn't answer, but asked rhetorically: "Princess has said several times that she likes our family, but is it true?"

Song Qing'an was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "It's been so long, Mu Zhi still doesn't believe me, right?"

"After all, our family really can't figure it out."

Pei Qing rubbed her chin, and said in a calm tone, "The princess is a golden branch and jade leaf, whoever you want to marry, just tell your majesty. There are so many good gentlemen in Beijing, why did the princess look at our family?"

"Did the princess dare to say that she has other plans?"

Song Qingan's eyes darkened, and she gently held Pei Qing's side face, as if holding something most precious: "To be honest... I do have plans..."

"My pictures... are all palm prints of you..."

Her lips turned slightly cold, and Pei Qing seemed to be stunned.

But soon, Song Qing'an felt that the aura of the person in front of him suddenly became extremely aggressive, almost wanting to engulf her whole body.

The arms around her waist tightened more and more, and through the material of the clothes, she could clearly feel the almost scalding heat on Pei Qing's body.

On the contrary, the movement on the lips is restrained and compassionate, completely different from the fierceness in the daytime.

Looking at the handsome face so close, Song Qing'an's eyelashes trembled, and then they closed slowly.

She hugged Pei Qing tightly, almost covering her whole body.

Everyone said that Pei Qing was cold and cruel, even her blood was cold.

But why... why is the him in front of her so scorching.

Beneath the calm face was another frenzied heartbeat.Song Qing'an's breathing was slightly rapid, partly because of Pei Qing, and partly because of himself.

She seemed... really emotional.

The tie of the cloak was untied at some point, revealing the thin plain clothes inside.The navy blue cloak fell to the ground slowly, and rolled up at his feet pitifully.

But the two people in the room didn't care about it. It seemed that a woman exclaimed in a low voice, and then the lights and candles were dimmed, and everything returned to silence.

(End of this chapter)

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