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

Chapter 91
The faint breathing reminded Song Qing'an that the person in the dream was beside her at this very moment.

The candle lamps outside have been burned out, and there is silence all around.Although it was so dark that you couldn't see your fingers, compared with the chaotic scene in the dream, it can be called quiet.

Song Qing'an's breathing gradually sank, his chest heaved, and he hadn't recovered from his dream.

It's so real... It's as if, at a certain moment in the future, these things will really happen.

Pei Qing...Pei Qing...

She turned her head to look at him, his silhouette was outlined in the darkness, and the people beside her seemed to be still asleep.

Pei Qing slept very well, and after all these hours, she never moved a bit.It is probably also the imprint left by him when he was still a slave in the palace in the early years.

There are many rules in the palace, and most palace people have to abide by them everywhere, even sleeping positions are strictly regulated.

After so many years, Pei Qing's habit has not changed...

She, Song Qing'an, must be the only one who can see Pei Qing who is asleep.

The heartbeat gradually slowed down, Song Qingan let out a sigh of relief, and pulled away from the dream.

She wanted to touch Pei Qing's face, but was worried about waking him up, so she finally withdrew her hand.

The face was warm and moist, Song Qingan touched his face, only to realize that he was crying for some reason.

When she blinked, tears rolled down from her eyes and disappeared into the brocade on the pillow.

What if Pei Qing really died...

Song Qing'an frowned, and Qing Miao's brows were stained with sadness.

In the past, Pei Qing's life and death had nothing to do with her.Even... It would be the best if he could get rid of him.

It is most appropriate for the new emperor to establish his prestige and punish the evil ministers of the former court.

But she just realized that she was already a little bit reluctant to bear Pei Qing's death.

But the dream that seems real and illusory is warning her that her brother and Pei Qing... are bound to be irreconcilable.

Pei Qing's arm was still around her waist, Song Qingan put it on her, and the confusion in her eyes gradually dissipated.

It's good that he's still here now. As for the future...she will figure out a way.

As long as she wanted to, there was nothing she couldn't do, and it had always been like this for so many years.

That dream, she will never let it happen.

Song Qing'an lowered her eyes, carefully feeling Pei Qing's warmth from her hands, but there was always a vague sense of unease in her heart.

What she didn't know was that after she closed her eyes, the "sleeping" Pei Qing opened them with clarity.

Pei Qing never slept lightly, and when Song Qing'an woke up, he woke up too.

He didn't know why she was crying, but the look Song Qingan looked at just now did make Pei Qing's heart tighten.

Pei Qing stared at her in silence for a long time. After Song Qing'an's breath gradually calmed down, he stepped forward and kissed her lightly on her forehead.

I don't know if Song Qing'an felt anything, she whispered unconsciously in her sleep, and leaned into Pei Qing's arms.

The latter embraced her logically, and the heart that had been empty for many years seemed to be filled at this moment.

Pei Qing hadn't experienced the feeling of "relaxation" for a long time.

……

The morning light passed through the window lattice and sprinkled on the gauze curtain.Song Qing'an woke up leisurely, looked at the familiar handsome face in front of him, and was stunned for a moment.

When she regained her senses, she realized that she and Pei Qing had slept together all night without knowing when.

Song Qingan was startled, and subconsciously wanted to break free.But the arms around her waist held her tightly, and she couldn't move at all.Not only did she fail to get out, she also woke up Pei Qing because of her struggle.

"...Pei's palm print."

Song Qing'an felt guilty for no reason, and avoided looking at him.

"The princess looks surprised?"

Pei Qing raised his eyebrows, his brows were lazy and alienated when he just woke up.

"At night, the princess hugged our family by herself and never let go. Why now, it looks like our family has treated the princess lightly."

Song Qing'an was skeptical, and of course she didn't know what she did after she fell asleep again; but what Pei Qing said was really hard for her to believe.

"……really?"

"Our family can still lie to the princess."

As Pei Qing spoke, her eyes fell on Song Qingan's arm that was resting on her body.Song Qing'an followed the trend, his ears turned red suspiciously, and quickly withdrew his hand.

However, Pei Qing grabbed her wrist.

"Heh... the evidence is as solid as a mountain, princess."

He smiled playfully, his lacquered eyes were dark.Song Qingan didn't dare to look at him anymore, gave up arguing, and played tricks on him: "Pei's palm print should go, Zhuyan should come after a while..."

"The princess is so ruthless, she will drive people away after one night."

As Pei Qing spoke, she half propped herself up, her black hair slid down with his movements, and was scattered on the snow-white jacket.The middle garment is soft and loose, and if there is nothing there, the thin lines under it are drawn out.

Song Qing'an didn't care about his ambiguous words for a while, and looked at Pei Qing in a daze.

The middle coat is light and thin, faintly see through.

Song Qingan's eyes lingered around his waist, afraid of being discovered, he only dared to take a quick glance and then another.But in Pei Qing's eyes, these little actions of hers can be described as invisible.

He bent down and saw that the little princess' face was red again.

"Princess...see no evil."

Now that she was discovered, she simply stopped covering it up.Song Qing'an's eyes moved from bottom to top without any concealment, and finally stayed on Pei Qing's lips.

"But Pei's palm print, I'm going to do something beyond the courtesy."

Her fingertips slid across Pei Qing's chest through the middle coat, and stopped at the collar; Song Qing'an raised the corners of her lips slightly, and her fingertips hooked Pei Qing's neckline, pulling him closer.

The daylight shone through the gauze tent, and Pei Qing, who was right in front of her eyes, had calm eyes, just like an ordinary noble son from a wealthy family, her usual murderous intent faded away.

Song Qing'an raised his head slightly, but there was a sudden noise outside the tent.

It was Zhuyan who brought the imperial doctor in.

"Master Zhou, please wait a moment, and the servant girl will ask the princess to get up."

Song Qingan couldn't hear the voices of people outside very clearly, but Pei Qing could.

"The princess is ready, it's time to change the dressing."

Pei Qing leaned aside, looking relaxed.

Song Qing'an glared at him angrily: "Then why isn't Pei's palm print gone?"

Pei Qing snorted softly and ignored her question.However, Zhuyan had already entered the hall, and went outside the tent: "Princess, Master Zhou is here to diagnose your pulse, it's time to get up."

"understood."

After Song Qing'an responded, Zhuyan wanted to lift the gauze curtain and call the maidservant to come in to freshen her up.

"...Wait, call Imperial Physician Zhou first. It's not too late to wash up after seeing it."

Zhu Yan was stunned: "Yes."

Hearing the footsteps outside gradually leaving, Song Qingan patted his chest, and glanced sideways at Pei Qing who had nothing to do with him.

"The princess was not so cautious when she said she was going to exceed the etiquette."

Hearing Pei Qing's mockery, Song Qingan turned his head away, feeling that the person on the couch was an eyesore.

Doctor Zhou came in quickly, and Song Qing'an held out his arm from the gauze tent, and let him check the pulse and change the dressing.

"...Princess's pulse is fine, but she is a little weak, and she will take care of her in the future."

Zhu Yan breathed a sigh of relief when she heard the words, she knew that Song Qing'an had always been weak, so she was very worried that the injury would get worse.

Fortunately no, all is well.

"Princess, I'm going to change your medicine."

"it is good."

The voice coming from the tent was muffled, Zhou Yuyi only thought that the princess got up not long ago, and didn't pay attention.

Zhu Yan frowned, feeling a little strange in her heart.

(End of this chapter)