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

Chapter 92
Inside the gauze tent, Pei Qing covered Song Qing'an's face with one hand from behind, lingered around his waist with the other, and slowly moved upwards.

Song Qing'an's dimples were flushed, there seemed to be tears in his eyes, and his clothes were in a mess.

However, Pei Qing was still neat and tidy, and even the folds on the middle coat were hard to see.He stared at Song Qing'an, his dark eyes were like an ancient well.

Song Qing'an's breath gradually became messy, spraying on his palm.The corners of Pei Qing's lips were slightly raised, and while moving unhurriedly, she leaned into her ear and whispered: "Princess... This is something beyond the etiquette."

Through the thin gauze tent, there are a group of attendants outside.

Song Qingan couldn't help imagining what would happen if she was found out, and her body gradually turned pink.

However, she still had to hand out the injured arm. Fortunately, it was time to change the dressing, and there was still some pain to wake her up.

"The princess is distracted."

Pei Qing's soft voice rang in his ears, and Song Qing'an had a bad feeling in his heart.

The next moment, Pei Qing bit his earlobe lightly, and suddenly exerted force on his hand.Song Qing'an was half crisp and half in pain, and couldn't help but let out a low voice.

Doctor Zhou almost shook his hands, and hurriedly pleaded guilty: "Princess, forgive me, bear with me a little longer, and I will be fine soon."

"...No problem."

Song Qing'an took a few deep breaths, and said with difficulty, Zhou Yuyi couldn't help speeding up his movements.

Pei Qing's gloating low laughter came from nearby, Song Qing'an gritted his teeth, and threw his elbow back, but was caught by Pei Qing.

When the plan failed, Song Qing'an lowered his brows and looked at him with those Qiushui pupils.

"It's no use pretending to be pitiful."

Pei Qing was silent, and she clearly saw the anger in her eyes, and she couldn't help but bend the corners of her lips.

"Princess, the medicine has been changed. Remember not to touch the wound with water, and eat a light meal on weekdays, so that you can rest and recover, and you will be cured."

"Thank you Mr. Zhou."

Song Qing'an withdrew his arm, and following his movements, a corner of the gauze curtain was lifted.Doctor Zhou quickly lowered his head, afraid of seeing anything.

"Master Zhou, will the wound leave a scar?"

Zhuyan stepped forward and asked in a low voice, Zhou Yuyi waved his hands again and again: "Miss Zhuyan, don't worry, I have carefully selected the wound medicine, as long as the princess rests well, there will be no scars."

"Hard work, Mr. Zhou."

In the tent, Song Qing'an's voice was soft, and the imperial physician Zhou bowed his head and said that he did not dare.

"If the princess is fine, the minister will leave."

Doctor Zhou saluted, and Zhu Yan followed him to see him off.Song Qing'an never liked that there were too many people in the inner hall, once Zhu Yan left, the rest of the attendants also withdrew.

"Pei's palm print, it's getting late, Admiral Wei..."

Song Qing'an fiddled with Pei Qing's hand, hinting at him to leave quickly.

"The princess cares about Wei Ping?"

Pei Qing's casual words successfully made Song Qing'an choke.

"Mu Zhi...Your wounds haven't healed, you should go back and recuperate...Besides, His Majesty will come looking for you if you don't know?"

"Too."

Seeing that Pei Qing showed signs of letting go, Song Qingan was overjoyed.

"Then come back to find the princess after noon."

Song Qing'an was silent, and said for a long time: "...OK."

Pei Qing also arranged her clothes very meticulously, rubbing her slender knuckles reluctantly on her neck for a moment, causing her to tremble.

The gauze curtain moved slightly, and she was the only one left on the bed, as if Pei Qing had never been here before.

"Princess, are you ready to wash up?"

Zhu Yan went and returned, standing outside the tent and asking in a low voice.

She waited for a while before hearing Song Qingan's response.

"Ah."

When pulling Song Qing'an's hair, Zhu Yan sharply saw the strange red mark on her neck.

Zhu Yan's gaze paused on it for a moment, but the movements of his hands were still flowing.After a few breaths, Zhu Yan asked as if nothing had happened: "Did the princess rest well last night?"

Song Qing'an looked into the water chestnut mirror, and said casually: "Not bad."

Zhu Yan let out a "huh" and ordered the maidservant at the side to hand over Zhu Chai who had chosen to put it on the dressing table.

"Turning back, my maid asked someone to come to the hall to smoke some wormwood, lest there are bugs disturbing the princess's peace."

Although it felt a bit strange, Song Qing'an still agreed.

When applying makeup to Song Qing'an, Zhu Yan calmly dabbed some on the red mark on his neck.

Those marks are actually very faint, and you can't see them unless you look carefully.

But it's always right to be careful, Zhu Yan thought, while stretching out her arms to let Song Qing'an support her up.

Song Qing'an is currently wounded, and in the next few days of spring hunting, as long as she wants, she can stay in the palace.

But if so, it would be too boring.

"Where is the concubine Chen?"

Song Qingan still remembered that Zhuyan went to find Jiang Zhi that day.

"It should still be in the palace. If the princess wants to see her, the servant girl will send someone to ask?"

"Go."
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"Your Majesty, the imperial doctor Zhou came to report earlier that the princess is fine, she just needs to rest."

Jiang Zhi's palace was next to Emperor Liang, so she got the news in the morning and went to see Emperor Liang.

"Ah."

In the hall where Emperor Liang lived, smoke rose early in the morning, surrounded by white mist.Jiang Zhi stood aside with a respectful expression, looking at the people around Emperor Liang through the smoke.

What about Pei Qing?
Suspicion suddenly arose, and the next moment, Emperor Liang asked the person beside him, "Where's Pei Qing?"

Wei Ping lowered his eyes and replied: "Reporting to Your Majesty, the Lord is still dealing with the assassination matter."

"It's been all night," Emperor Liang frowned dissatisfiedly, "Remember to let him come to see me."

"Yes."

Everyone knew that there was an assassin. Although no one said it clearly, people were panicked.

It would not be surprising if Pei Qing was dealing with this matter.

Jiang Zhi changed her mind and didn't think about it anymore.

There was no wave on Wei Ping's face, but he felt a little uneasy in his heart.

The Lord disappeared again last night, although he knew what the Lord was going to do this time, the Lord did not mention it to him.

So he didn't know when Pei Qing would come back.

Dealing with the old emperor is really annoying.

"Your Majesty, Second Highness seeks an audience."

"Let him in."

Jiang Zhi resigned after hearing the words, and when she was about to leave the inner hall, she met Song Qinghuai face to face.

"Please, Ma'am."

"Your Highness, you don't need to be too polite."

Jiang Zhi nodded, because of his sister, Jiang Zhi's attitude towards Song Qinghuai was still kind.

The two didn't say much, but after walking a few more steps, Jiang Zhi glanced back.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but she always felt that there was something weird between Song Qinghuai and Wei Ping.

"My lady..."

A maid came forward and whispered to Jiang Zhi, Jiang Zhi nodded and gave Dong Ruo a wink.

Dongruo stepped back quietly.

……

"Qing'an thank you for saving my life."

As soon as Song Qing'an saw Jiang Zhi, he made a gesture to kneel down, and Jiang Zhi was so startled that he supported him.

"Princess is serious, I can only lift a finger. If I really want to mention it, it is also due to the Second Highness."

Jiang Zhi smiled and pulled Song Qing'an to the couch, and the palace servants retreated.

"The princess is also frightened by this danger, she should rest well, what are you looking for me for?"

As Jiang Zhi spoke, she handed Song Qing'an a cup of hot tea.The latter just held it in his hand and sniffed it, but didn't drink it.

"It's just a small injury, of course I have to thank you first."

"At the end of the day, it's still the princess who has her own destiny."

Jiang Zhi took out a handkerchief and pressed the corner of her lips, leaning forward slightly: "It's just that I really don't understand, who is so vicious, who is so cruel to a kind person like the princess?"

Song Qing'an raised his eyelids slightly, and saw Jiang Zhi's eyes flashing coldly.

(End of this chapter)