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

Chapter 72 The Past

Because of Liu Qiyun's unexplained little movements, Song Qing'an paid attention to Xiaotao for a while.The strange thing is that there was no sound in Changle Palace afterwards, and it seemed that the flags and drums died down.

This makes the previous situation even more inexplicable.

She and Jiang Zhi are now on the same boat, Song Qing'an still found an opportunity to bring this matter up with Jiang Zhi.

After living like this for a while, after Liu Qiyun recovered from her illness and went to Chongming Palace to thank her, there were some changes.

"Liu Xiang is going to enter the palace?"

"Exactly, it's the grace that Concubine Liu and Your Majesty are asking for."

Song Qing'an was a little surprised, her father never allowed concubines to interact with her mother's family, even her mother was so favored in the past, she never saw her family again after entering the palace.

"It's actually allowed..." Song Qing'an thought for a moment, thinking that Liu Qiyun's experience some time ago was really too...too bad, and now she can't accompany her to the spring hunting. In order to make up for it, it is not impossible for Emperor Liang to agree.

"I think," Song Qing'an chose some red hairpins and tried them on one by one, "she will definitely make a big fight and go to the one in Weiyang Palace."

Liu Qiyun has always been like this. She has lived a smooth life and thinks that everyone should be shorter than herself.I am afraid that the biggest setbacks she has ever encountered are Concubine Shu and Pei Qing from last time.On the whole, she was really lucky.

Song Qing'an tried a few and was not satisfied, so he took out some new ones.

It's a pity... Liu Qiyun is so lucky, she can never see anything other than herself.If she really went to greet Liu Xiang with great fanfare, then the dissatisfied... probably not only Weiyang Palace.

Song Qing'an still didn't find a satisfactory one, and couldn't help but sigh softly.

How could such a scheming Liu Xiang raise such a concubine?
Incense from the palace wafted in, and the sun shone through the door, falling on Song Qing'an.The beauty in front of the mirror is like the moon, but the moon is covered by dark clouds, so it is inevitably gloomy.Song Qing'an couldn't choose a hairpin that catches the eye for a long time, and gradually became angry, and threw it at will, the gold, emerald and vermilion hairpins collided with each other, making a crisp sound.

Zhu Yan was startled, and hurried forward: "The princess is not hurt, is she?"

"It's nothing." Song Qing'an suddenly lost interest in dressing up, and closed the wooden drawer angrily.

"The princess is tired? Do you want to go to sleep?" Zhu Yan asked in a soft voice, thinking that Song Qing'an was annoyed about going to Ningshuiyuan at night.

Song Qing'an looked at the sky, it was still early for dinner, why not take a rest.

Speaking of which, as a princess, she really deserves a leisurely life. There is neither a queen mother nor a queen in the palace.If she only wanted stability, it would have been achieved by now.

Song Qingan looked away, but what she was looking for was never stability.

Before Zhuyan put down the bed curtain for Song Qingan, Song Qingan stopped her and asked: "Zhuyan, I am like this...is it worth it?" She and her elder brother didn't know if they could succeed. They put all their eggs in one basket, is it really worth it?
Zhu Yan's tone was deep and soft, gently stroking Fu Song Qing'an's forehead as if coaxing a child, and said in a low voice: "Princess does what she wants, no matter what, don't hurt yourself."

Song Qingan lowered his eyelashes, wondering if he had listened.The curtains were drawn down, and the bed became dark. Song Qingan didn't feel much sleepy at first, but now that the mattress is soft, the brocade quilt is comfortable, and the incense is lightly wafting into the tent, she is really sleepy.

Before going to bed, he would always think wildly. Song Qingan's mind was heavy, and his thoughts stretched out like intertwined branches.

If nothing happened to the Lu family... I'm afraid there is no difference between her and Liu Qiyun.

Before the incident, Song Qing'an was the most favored princess.Whether it's true or false, as long as they meet Song Qing'an, the concubines greet them with smiles, and the palace servants bow their heads and bow their knees.The huge imperial palace is just a playground for her alone.

Under such circumstances, Song Qing'an was bound to be arrogant, fortunately, Concubine Shu was in charge.

In the past, she also thought that everyone and everything should be surrounded by herself, but after that... after the building collapsed and the dust fell, she found that no one was like before.

She gradually understood that everything in the past was just a cloud of smoke.They wanted to climb up to her mother, to the Lu family; they were never around themselves, but around Emperor Liang, around... Quan.

Without authority, anyone can step on it.

Shen Gong has always eaten people, and she doesn't know how she has survived for so many years.

The queen who died young... Did she choose to leave because she couldn't stand this place where people cannibalize her?
There used to be an empress in the palace, and it was rumored that she and Emperor Liang were childhood sweethearts, but unfortunately, the empress died of illness not long after Emperor Liang ascended the throne.

Ever since Song Qing'an was sensible, he would hear palace people talking about it from time to time.Concubine Shu is so favored not only because of her mother's powerful family, but also because she is very similar to the queen who died in the past.

These tumultuous thoughts crumpled together and fell into chaos.She fell in the dark, gradually falling asleep.

...

When Song Qing'an woke up, the tent was completely dark.She slept for a long time, and she couldn't help feeling dizzy.Song Qing'an lay down for a while, then propped himself up and sat up, and lifted the curtain.

Several lamps and candles were lit in the hall, seeing Song Qing'an woke up, Zhu Yan came forward.

"It's past dinner time, and the maid asked the small kitchen to simmer porridge. Do you want to use some porridge?"

Song Qing'an rubbed the back of his neck, but he didn't regain his energy after this sleep, but he was even more tired.

"Pass it on."

On the table, the maids arranged food, and the bowl was still steaming.Song Qing'an took small bites, but couldn't taste what it was like.

Before going to bed, thinking of Concubine Shu finally affected her mood, Song Qing'an couldn't help sighing while eating.

Zhu Yan peeked at her, couldn't bear it, and said: "Princess, why don't you go tonight?"

Song Qing'an glanced at Zhu Yan, a little strange: "What's wrong?"

"The servant girl thinks...the princess has something on her mind, so she should take a good rest."

Song Qing'an recalled the last time she slept with Pei Qing on the same bed, she was always worried and nervous, it was indeed not a good memory.But today she went to bed early, maybe it will be better.

"Make up for me."

Song Qing'an put down the spoon, and his voice was soft, but not open to comment.

Zhu Yan wanted to speak, but when she met Song Qing's eyes as cool as water, she suddenly lost her words.

Song Qing'an sat in front of the mirror looking tired, while Zhu Yan combed her hair and dressed her in silence.

This kind of silence lasted until Zhuyan put on the cloak for her, Zhuo Ning was already waiting outside with the palace lantern, and Zhuyan tied Song Qingan's belt, with melancholy and concerned eyes.

"Princess..." Zhu Yan called out when Song Qingan stepped out of the palace gate.When Song Qing'an turned his head to look over, Zhu Yan's voice dropped again, so soft that only the two of them could hear: "Princess... take care."

Song Qing'an: ...?
She was puzzled, but she didn't want to ask more questions now.He nodded indiscriminately and followed Zhuo Ning.

Zhuyan's exhortation is not without reason.

She has been with Song Qing'an for so many years, even if Song Qing'an doesn't say anything, she can figure it out by herself.Earlier when Song Qing'an asked about the night duty, Zhu Yan faintly sensed something was wrong.

She always felt... It seemed that it would be very dangerous for the princess to go to the place where Pei's palm was printed after the palace was moved.

(End of this chapter)