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

Chapter 163
Song Qing'an did not spend the night in Ningshuiyuan.

The door of the dormitory was opened, she lay down for a while without feeling sleepy, and felt that staying any longer was just asking for humiliation, so she simply pushed the door and walked out.

Liu Quan was sent by Pei Qing to guard outside, and he was surprised to see her walking out wearing Pei Qing's clothes.

"Where is the princess going?"

Song Qing'an gave him a strange look: "Of course I'm going back to the palace, is it possible that I still have to spend the night here?"

"Yes, slave stupid."

Liu Quan nodded again and again, respectfully said: "That slave sent the princess back."

Song Qing'an didn't shirk it, after all, it was late at night and there were no lights in the forest, so she couldn't go out by herself.

Taking advantage of the darkness, Song Qing'an, led by Liu Quan, returned to Mingguang Palace without a sound.

However, he walked around the hall, but he never saw Zhuyan.

Zhu Yan should have come back a long time ago, besides, she would never rest before she returned to the palace.

Song Qing'an leaned against the door and stood facing the courtyard, her eyes were pale, as if she was waiting for someone to come.

The wind in the middle of the night was not weak, and the empty clothes were blown away, as if he was going to ascend to the fairy in the next moment.

"Princess……"

When Zhu Yan came back, she saw the eye-catching white figure at a glance.

"Brother came to see you?"

Song Qing'an had already guessed in his heart, and when he saw Zhu Yan's panicked appearance, he became even more certain.

"Reporting to the princess, it is..."

Zhu Yan lowered her head and fell silent after speaking.Song Qingan looked behind her as if aware of something, and bumped into Song Qinghuai's eyes.

Just now Song Qing'an's attention was on Zhu Yan, and Song Qinghuai's clothes were dark in color, so she didn't notice him for a while.

She looked blank for a moment, as if she never expected him to appear here.

"Brother...why haven't you fallen asleep yet?"

"I should ask you that."

Song Qinghuai said softly, her eyes paused for a moment on her ill-fitting clothes.

"Brother is also depressed, and can't sleep at night?"

Song Qing'an tilted his head and gave Zhu Yan a wink to tell her to leave quickly.

Song Qinghuai didn't care about her small gesture, and said with a light smile, "Why is Yue'er so upset?"

"Brother took away my maid for no reason, and made me wait for her here for a long time, shouldn't you give me an explanation?"

Song Qing'an stood motionless at the door, not at all intending to invite Song Qinghuai in.The latter also stood still in the courtyard, looking at her from the steps down.

"It's brother who didn't think carefully. But Yue'er, is there no one in your palace who can use her except her?"

"It's just that I don't worry about her. At such a late night, my confidant is not in the palace. What do you want me to think?"

Song Qing'an raised his hand to straighten the broken hair that was blown by the wind, and the wide sleeves slid down, revealing a section of white wrist and jade arm.

The night was dark, but Song Qinghuai could vaguely see the tooth marks on her arm through the moonlight and the candlelight shining from the hall behind her.

Whose clothes belong to, the answer is ready to come out.

Song Qinghuai felt that what he wanted to know had been answered, even though he hadn't asked anything yet.

After Song Qing'an tidied up slowly, he pulled off his sleeves and covered his arms.

"... I have something to ask her, don't worry, there is nothing else."

"What do you want to know, brother, why don't you come to me directly and make things difficult for Zhuyan?"

Song Qinghuai's eyes were gentle, and she was not angry at her words: "Yue'er, if I ask you, will you tell me the truth?"

Song Qing'an was silent, just watching him quietly.After a long time, she asked abruptly, "Brother...will you blame me?"

Song Qinghuai raised her lips and smiled indulgently: "No."

"No matter what I do, won't it?"

Song Qinghuai clenched his fist with one hand and smiled with his lips covered.

"Brother, I believe that Yue'er has her own measure and won't do anything that embarrasses me, right?"

That is not going to happen.

Song Qing'an lowered his eyes and meditated, swallowing back what he wanted to say.

"……nature."

She rubbed her arms, feeling a little cold.

"It's cold outside, you're weak, go in."

As Song Qinghuai said, he took off his outer robe and put it on Song Qingan's body, just to cover the snow-white clothes tightly.

Song Qing'an was noncommittal, still standing by the door.

"Brother, you should go back quickly."

Song Qing'an said softly, and took off his outer robe: "I don't know why elder brother is in the palace tonight, but I think... no matter whether elder brother is allowed or not, I'm afraid it's not good to be known to appear in my palace at this hour, right? "

Song Qinghuai gave her a deep look with complicated eyes.But he didn't say any more, just took the coat and said "OK".

"Yue'er, don't forget... what are you doing for?"

"Brother, I always remember."

Song Qing'an smiled for the first time since the two met tonight, and turned back with lowered eyebrows.

……

It can be said that she stayed up all night and sat on the couch until dawn.When Zhu Yan came to call her, she saw that her eyes were black and blue, but her expression was inexplicably relieved.

"Go to see His Majesty today."

Zhu Yan stared at her, hesitated to speak.

"what happened?"

Song Qing'an saw that she hadn't moved for a long time, and couldn't help feeling puzzled.

"Princess... don't you want to take a break?"

Song Qing'an shook his head and said softly, "No, I'm afraid..."

She paused for a while, then said: "It's nothing, just give orders."

Hearing what she said, Zhuyan knew that he couldn't speak anymore.
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"Master Palmprint?!"

As soon as Liu Quan pushed the door of the study, he saw Pei Qing sitting behind the desk. He didn't know how long he had been here.

Pei Qing raised her eyelids and glanced at him lightly: "What are you making such a fuss about?"

Liu Quan looked embarrassed: "It's nothing, it's just Mr. Palm Print, today's memorial hasn't been delivered yet..."

Pei Qing pressed the center of her eyebrows, Liu Quan couldn't help but cut off the conversation, and said cautiously: "Would you like to bring some tea in?"

Although Pei Qing didn't respond, Liu Quan still voluntarily withdrew to prepare tea.

Pei Qing put one hand on her forehead, and when she closed her eyes, it was the scene of Song Qing'an trying to keep him at night.

Although he said he had no regrets, the unknown fear in his heart has never disappeared since last night.

When Pei Qing was about to think carefully, a knock on the door interrupted his thoughts.

"My lord, you are a subordinate."

Liu Quan's voice sounded from outside, and after getting Pei Qing's permission, he entered with refreshments, and carefully arranged them on the table.

"Master Palm Print, people from Mingguang Palace said that the Second Highness came down at night. Probably... and called Miss Zhuyan away first."

He whispered, and did not see Pei Qing's reaction for a long while.

Liu Quan looked up, but saw that Pei Qing seemed to be asleep with her eyes closed.

He was surprised, but still relaxed his movements.

But Pei Qing, who he thought was asleep, suddenly made a sound.

"From now on, Mingguang Palace doesn't need to be stared at by people anymore, let them come back."

Liu Quan was puzzled and said that he had heard it wrong.

"But Mr. Palm Print, Princess..."

Pei Qing suddenly opened his eyes, the whites of his eyes were covered with fine scarlet from not having a good rest, making his eyes more paranoid.

"I won't say it a second time."

"Yes."

Liu Quan held his breath, finished the rest of the work swiftly, and immediately withdrew to deliver the order.

(End of this chapter)