After rebirth, Her Royal Highness is a black lotus flower

Chapter 126 Song Huai, I'm So Tired
"Girl is arrogant! I will not be polite!"

"Girl, my friend, I've made an appointment!"

Most of the people who spoke were members of Jianghu sects.

The weapons of the Qianji Pavilion were obtained with a lot of money. The people present each had ten weapons. The sum of these was not a small amount!

Xie Lin's eyes almost popped out, this account must not come from the national treasury, it could only be a private account from Ruyi Building.
His heart was stuffy, a mouthful of old blood was suffocating in his chest, he wished he could beat his chest, stomp his feet and cry out to the sky,
Prodigal!Prodigal!
Song Huai looked at Shen Qianzhao, she was obviously a thin little girl, she couldn't bear the burden on her shoulders, she felt pity from time to time, but she always made such unexpected moves.

His thin lips were slightly pursed, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Jing Lao looked at Shen Qianzhao, obviously he did not expect Shen Qianzhao to act like this, and he was pleased with himself, this apprentice, well received.

Look, that's a lot of money.

He looked at Guanshi Qian and motioned him to look at Shen Qianzhao.

Guanshi Qian looked away silently, Shen Qianzhao is the princess of Dajin, he is different, he is just an ordinary steward, poor.

Xie Lin successfully signed the document, and Xie Lin, who was carrying the document with a happy face, wished he could hug the document and kiss her twice.

Song Huai was thinking in his heart, Shen Qianzhao practiced whips, but he loves to use knives so much, should he choose a suitable weapon for her?
Just as the group of people left the gate of Qianji Pavilion and were about to get into the carriage, Qi Shuyu and his entourage stopped Shen Qianzhao.

Qi Shuyu waved the fan in his hand, looking like a gentleman, changed his usual deliberately low voice, and his voice was gentle and clear, "Girl, wait a minute."

A familiar voice sounded, Shen Qianzhao paused, and a look of coldness flashed in his eyes.

Even Xie Lin, who had already got on his horse, was vigilant when he saw the person coming.

He really didn't like this masked man who didn't dare to show his true colors.

Especially after what happened today.

Shen Qianzhao turned around and looked at Qi Shuyu who was walking towards him. There was a chill in his heart, but his face did not change, indifferent and alienated, "What's the matter?"

Qi Shuyu gave a slight salute, his voice was stained with a smile, gentle and polite, "Thank you for the weapon you gave me, Qi Yu, I want to make a friend of you, don't you know her name?"

Song Huai, who was at the side, stroked the handle of the big knife hanging around his waist silently twice.

Shen Qianzhao sneered in his heart, it was really the same as in his previous life, showing others with a false name.

"I've never met anyone who didn't show their face."

As soon as these words came out, everyone present was stunned several times.

Xie Lin secretly praised Shen Qianzhao in his heart: Well said!
Song Huaiben's hand on the handle of the knife loosened.

Qi Shuyu was slightly taken aback, realizing that Shen Qianzhao was talking about herself, and felt embarrassed for a moment.

The entourage on the side looked sullen, he had never seen anyone who dared to talk to his son like this.

When I was in the state of Qi, none of those women were rushing to speak to their young masters.

Now it is rare for my son to take the initiative to talk to this person. As my son, this woman should be grateful, but it is like this. People from Jin country are so rude, they really don't know what to do.

Qi Shuyu smiled after a short period of embarrassment, "The girl also shows people with a veil, and the girl and I coincide with each other. Why can't the girl make friends with me?"

Shen Qianzhao glanced at Qi Shuyu with the eyes of a fool, "I show people with a veil, but I don't want to get acquainted with you."

If Qi Shuyu is so merciless, no matter how well Qi Shuyu pretends to be self-restraint, he can't hold back at this time.

The attendant's face changed, and he shouted loudly, "You are so rude! My young master talks to you kindly, but you speak ill of him. Do all of you Jin people treat each other with such etiquette?"

Qi Shuyu raised his hand to stop the follower, signaling him not to speak again.

Shen Qianzhao laughed, "I've heard someone say that there is a master with the kind of follower you have."

"Treating each other with courtesy, as my little brother said, is my Da Jin's way of hospitality, but those who come uninvited are not my guests of Da Jin. Why should this girl treat each other with courtesy?"

Xie Lin let out a "puchi" laugh, and Shen Qianzhao was still so eloquent.

With such a mouth, even if it is black, it can be said to be white.

Qi Shuyu's face under the mask was like walking on thin ice.

The faces of the attendants on the side were red and white.

The corners of Shen Qianzhao's lips turned slightly, and he looked at Song Huai who was beside him, "Let's go."

There was a smile on Song Huai's stern face. He stepped into the carriage, bent slightly, and stretched out his hand to Shen Qianzhao, palm facing up.

Shen Qianzhao's bright eyes were stained with a smile, he really took his words to heart.

Shen Qianzhao slowly folded his hands in Song Huai's palm, wide and warm, and when the other hand was about to lift up the skirt and step onto the carriage, Song Huai's broad hand tightly held Shen Qianzhao's little hand, holding her whole body. Easy to pull on the carriage.

The other broad hand supported Shen Qianzhao's waist, and he let go of it only after she stabilized herself.

Shen Qianzhao didn't react for a while, she was dizzy for a while, she stared at Song Huai in a daze. Is the person in front of her the Song Huai she knew?
The four eyes met, Shen Qianzhao's eyes were full of nostalgia and reluctance, and Song Huai's eyes were filled with endless complex emotions, as if time stood still at this moment, stagnating.

Xie Lin coughed softly, "It's time to go." He signaled the two to get on the carriage quickly, there are still outsiders here, so restrain yourself.

This is not a joke.

Song Huai stretched out his hand to lift the curtain of the carriage, put his hand on Shen Qianzhao's head, and protected her into the carriage, then glanced at Qi Shuyu who was wearing a mask.

I don't know why, I haven't even seen his face, and I haven't had any interaction with him, but when facing this person, there is always a faint uneasiness in my heart, as if this person will threaten and hurt himself, so that he always feels a little nervous. subconscious vigilance.

As the carriage drove away, Qi Shuyu's hand holding the fan slightly tightened. No woman had ever dared to treat him like this.

The complexion under the mask was actually a bit more ferocious than this mask.

The entourage at the side said nervously, "My lord."

Qi Shuyu's voice was cold, "Let someone go and find out who this girl is."

The entourage was overjoyed, his son was about to make a move, it seemed that this girl had nothing good to eat.

"Yes, the subordinate will immediately arrange for someone to investigate."

Qi Shuyu's complexion improved a bit, and he sneered in his heart: Qi Shuyu is the weapon designer.

On the carriage, Shen Qianzhao took off his veil and leaned his head on Song Huai's shoulder, which caused Song Huai to stiffen as expected.

His shoulders moved slightly.

Shen Qianzhao, who thought he was going to push away, said wearily, "Song Huai, I'm so tired, don't push me away, let me lean on for a while."

"Just for a while." The voice was a little heavier than usual.

Song Huai's stiff back did not dare to relax for a moment, and his dull voice responded shallowly, "En."

The current self...how could he be willing to push her away.

(End of this chapter)