After rebirth, Her Royal Highness is a black lotus flower

Chapter 407 You let me drill the bottom of the bed?

Song Huai carried him all the way to the resting room, avoiding the crowd.

After changing his clothes, Shen Qianzhao came out with the dirty clothes in his arms. Before his feet touched the ground, he was picked up by Song Huai again and walked quickly to the bed.

Putting Shen Qianzhao on the bed, Song Huai carefully covered the quilt again, covered the Tang Pozi that had been prepared just now into the quilt, and gently wiped the fine sweat from Shen Qianzhao's forehead with his fingertips.

"I'll drink some ginger syrup later, and I'll feel better."

When Shen Qianzhao heard it, his brows were almost wrinkled together. It was ginger and sugar water. After hearing this, it definitely didn't taste good. His fair face suddenly wrinkled.

She gently tugged on Song Huai's sleeve, "Can I not drink?"

A pair of clear eyes, innocent and wronged.

Song Huai frowned slightly, pinched Shen Qianzhao's face with his hand and pulled it lightly, with a straight face, "No."

Shen Qianzhao: "." Oh, you have a heart of stone.

This Caiqiu, I have to talk about her when I go back, and I have to bring out Song Huai's faults when I have something, and I have to change it, otherwise I won't know if I will be sold by Caiqiu one day.

Shen Ruyi walked in with the boiled ginger syrup, seeing the two people staring at each other as if no one else was there, Song Huai's hands were still helping Shen Qianzhao tidy up the fine hair.

This scene looked very much like an old couple, and she blushed for the two of them.

Shen Ruyi coughed lightly as a reminder.

Only then did the two inside restrain themselves.

Song Huai got up and took the bowl of steaming ginger syrup in Shen Ruyi's hand, and sat back on the side of the bed, holding the spoon with his cold white fingertips, fiddling with it.

Shen Qianzhao's eyes followed Song Huai's movements, staring at Song Huai's hand.

I just feel that with such a beautiful hand, I will not get tired of playing for several years. How can someone even have such a beautiful hand.

But when Song Huai fed a spoonful of spicy, hot and sweet ginger water to Shen Qianzhao's mouth, Shen Qianzhao, who was still smiling just now, suddenly turned into a bitter face.

She curled her lips, and suddenly felt that she didn't like these hands so much.

Song Huai's voice was deep and non-negotiable, "Open your mouth."

The spoon he was holding was always by Shen Qianzhao's mouth, waiting for her to open her mouth so that the spoon could be put into her mouth.

Faced with Song Huai's serious expression, Shen Qianzhao reluctantly opened his mouth and took a sip.

The spicy and sweet taste swept across the tip of the tongue and throat, Shen Qianzhao subconsciously wanted to spit it out, but as soon as he raised his eyes, he met Song Huai's eyes.

I don't know if it was caused by the stomach discomfort at the moment, she was inexplicably timid, and swallowed abruptly, mouthful after mouthful, until finally the tip of her tongue was almost numb, and her bitter expression froze on her face.

Only then did Song Huai put down the bottomless empty bowl, got up and wanted to leave, hesitated for a while, then raised his hand, and rubbed the poor little girl lying on the bed at the moment.

"Sleep for a while, I'll be back in a while."

Shen Qianzhao pursed her lips, "Just treat me like a three-year-old kid."

While speaking, her eyes flicked towards Song Huai honestly until Song Huai walked out of the room.

Only then did Shen Ruyi sit down, smiling, with malicious intentions, "I think you are a three-year-old child now, and you have been treated so submissively by him."

In the entire capital, no one knows what kind of temperament Princess Yongle is, only others listen to her, and when it starts, she has to listen to others.

It seems that this person is emotional, and the sun may rise from the west.

Near evening, Song Huai came back with dinner.

Shen Qianzhao sat by the bed, flipping through the medical books taken out of the space.

Putting the food on the table one by one, Song Huai put some vegetables in the bowl, and then walked towards the bed. Seeing that Shen Qianzhao's complexion improved a lot, she started to read now, her lips curled up With a slight smile, "much better?"

Shen Qianzhao nodded, eyes curved, "Yes."

Seeing Song Huai feeding him patiently, Shen Qianzhao was not polite, enjoying this rare treatment, the smile in his eyes almost overflowed.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

Shen Qianzhao was taken aback, "Who?"

There was another knock on the door, Song Huai frowned slightly, put down the bowl and got up to open the door.

A gentle male voice sounded, "Azhao, it's me, can I come in?"

It should be careful.

Song Huai immediately looked at Shen Qianzhao.

Shen Qianzhao was silent, it was getting late, if Song Huai walked out from here at this time and was seen by Ying Jin, what would he think?
If this matter is known to the emperor or the emperor, it will be miserable.

Shen Qianzhao looked around the room, it was empty, there was not even a wardrobe, there was no place to hide at all.

Shen Qianzhao could only say loudly, "What's the matter? If it's not something urgent, let's talk about it tomorrow."

It was quiet outside for a while, and Ying Jin's voice sounded again, "I have something, I want to talk to you now."

Shen Qianzhao was helpless immediately, seeing this posture, it was imperative to talk about right and wrong.

Song Huai frowned, and was about to walk towards the door, but was grabbed by Shen Qianzhao, who had quick eyes and quick hands!
"Don't! Don't let him know that you are in my room."

Originally, the father was not happy about it, but if he found out, it would be fine.

Shen Qianzhao had an idea, pulled up the sheet, pointed to the bottom of the bed, "Go in and hide!"

Song Huai was taken aback, and looked at Shen Qianzhao in astonishment, never thinking that the little girl would let him drill under the bed?

He pursed his thin lips tightly, his face was serious, and his voice was deep and cold, "You let me get under the bed?"

For the sake of pity, let him drill the bottom of the bed.

The knock on the door sounded again, the door was not locked when Song Huai came in just now, as long as Ying Jin pushed it casually, the door would open.

Shen Qianzhao became anxious immediately, seeing Song Huai's face full of reluctance, she grabbed Song Huai's skirt, leaned forward and kissed it, biting her cool crimson lips to please her.

Song Huai was stunned for a moment, and Shen Qianzhao forcibly pressed him to the bottom of the bed, trying to push him in.

Shen Qianzhao bit her lip, clasped her hands together, "Once, just once."

Clear eyes watery.

Seeing Song Huai helplessly, he looked at Shen Qianzhao like a warning, "Only this time."

Shen Qianzhao was immediately happy, and hugged Song Huai's neck and kissed him hard on the cheek.

This kiss, Song Huai couldn't bear the seriousness on his face, he could only pinch Shen Qianzhao's soft and white cheeks, then sat on the ground, moved into the bottom of the bed bit by bit, his movements were stiff, Obviously not used to this kind of thing at all.

Hiding from the crown prince and concubine Rong, Song Huai never expected that he would hide from people outside.

But this time, he even had to drill the bottom of the bed.

Shen Qianzhao looked at it, inexplicably wanting to laugh.

At this time, the door was knocked again, and Shen Qianzhao could only tidy up his clothes, took the hairpin from the table, and casually tied up his loose black hair.

Then he went to open the door.

When the door opened, Ying Jin sat in a wheelchair, and there was no servant who usually pushed him around to follow.

Seeing Shen Qianzhao's hair pulled up high like a man's, Ying Jin was taken aback for a moment, and then asked, "It's windy outside, is it convenient to go in?"

(End of this chapter)