After rebirth, Her Royal Highness is a black lotus flower

Chapter 30 Song Huai, Why Don't You Marry Me?

After three cups of fine wine, Shen Qianzhao squinted her beautiful eyes, was drunk, hugged Shen Qianmu, and kept telling her heart
"I really don't hate you."

"It's just that you seemed to be a different person at that time. You always ignored me, and you were bored in the study all day long."

"I thought you didn't want me anymore."

Shen Qianzhao pouted in grievance, her eyes were red, and tears of grievance rolled down from the corners of her eyes.

Shen Qianmu was so distressed that she quickly wiped her soft face with her hands, "It's my brother's fault..."

However, Shen Qianzhao fully let Shen Qianmu understand why all women are made of water.

The younger sister's tears of grievance are wiped more and more, and the stream continues
"Zhao Zhao, don't cry, my brother's heart aches from crying."

Shen Qianzhao was sobbing, but she stopped crying when she heard the words, her mouth was puckered and her head drooped.

Shen Qianmu sighed slightly, she didn't hold a lot of alcohol and dared to drink.

In the Palace of Yongle, Song Huai had dinner and was pinching the time, thinking that Shen Qianzhao should be back by now.

Because Shen Qianzhao had ordered Song Huai to enter the hall without telling him, no one stopped Song Huai from entering the Yongle Hall, and he directly opened the hall door to let him in.

As soon as he entered the hall, there was a commotion outside the hall.
"Your Highness, why did you drink like this?"

A cold male voice sounded, "Let someone cook a bowl of hangover soup and bring it here."

Shen Qianmu carried Shen Qianzhao into the palace. At this moment, Song Huai in the palace heard the voice, and with the fact that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince returned to Beijing today, he already guessed that the person outside was the Crown Prince, Shen Qianmu, and Shen Qianzhao. brother.

Hearing footsteps from far to near, Song Huai subconsciously hid in the small room behind the bed.
Shen Qianmu hugged Shen Qianzhao, walked quickly into the hall, put her sister on the bed and lay down, covered her with a quilt, and asked the palace servants to take good care of her.

Song Huai frowned slightly in the dark, and only now did he realize that he didn't know why he had to hide just now.

Caiqiu responded repeatedly, and finally sent Shen Qianmu, the big Buddha, away. Looking at his highness who was unconscious on the bed, he sighed and went to the small kitchen.

After the hall became quiet, and after making sure that there were no outsiders, Song Huai opened the door and walked out from the small room. The candles were shining brightly, and he caught a glimpse of the little highness on the bed who was staggering to and fro, the quilt was almost kicked to the ground.

Song Huai approached slowly, bent down to pick up the quilt, and covered the person on the bed, but Shen Qianzhao grabbed his hand with great force, and for a while, he couldn't break free.

Shen Qianzhao's drunken eyes were blurred, and he opened his eyes hard to look at the person in front of him. The familiar figure suddenly seemed to return to his previous life. She was sick and hid in bed, and that person took good care of herself and told her stories outside the palace. .

Although he talked about the cases of corrupt officials, but his voice was nice, and she liked it
There was a conspicuous blush on Shen Qianzhao's white and soft cheeks. Holding Song Huai's hand, she tried to sit up from the bed, her red lips curved slightly, and she got into Song Huai's arms all at once.

Song Huai's forehead twitched, and it came again. What if the palace people who came and went saw it? If the Crown Prince went down and came back...

He raised his hand and grabbed Shen Qianzhao, who was like a dog's skin plaster, in his arms, trying to push him away from him.

But Shen Qianzhao's two hands tightly wrapped around Song Huai's waist, not giving Song Huai a chance to push him away.

Song Huai couldn't get up and down for a while, if he pushed it away forcefully, he might hurt the little Highness, after all, such a small ball looks like a bone.

While Song Huai was thinking about what to do, Shen Qianzhao raised his face and spoke in a coquettish tone.
"Song Huai, why don't you marry me?"

(End of this chapter)