After rebirth, Her Royal Highness is a black lotus flower

Chapter 478 No one has ever been like you... (previous life)

When Shen Qianzhao's cool fingertips landed on Song Huai's groin, Song Huai felt that time around him seemed to have stopped.

The corners of Shen Qianzhao's slightly curved eyes were slightly red.

The fingertips were soft and cool, as if they could soak through the skin, and Song Huai moved his fingertips accordingly.

Obviously she wanted Song Huai to feel the chill of blowing the wind on the roof, but for some reason, at this moment, she looked up at him with her small face up, and her fingers fell on his face, which seemed to be caressing.
It's like teasing him.

Shen Qianzhao's heart beat rapidly, as if it was about to jump out of the body.

Two blushes crept up on her ears quietly.

The four eyes meet each other, one with a small face upturned, with a shy smile in his eyes, and the other looking down, his eyes are focused and tinged with confusion.

One is waiting for the other party to pull his hand away, and the other is waiting for the other party to let go.

For a while, no one took the next step.

Shen Qianzhao hooked his lips, and blinked his eyes twice, "Actually, you don't really care about me at all, do you?"

The little girl's voice was soft, with a smile, and a little bit of pride, as if she was secretly happy because she discovered some previously unknown secrets.

Song Huai finally raised his hand, and his warm hand pulled down the cold hand little by little.

The night was silent, the clouds and mists were parted, and a bright moon could be seen faintly.

Shen Qianzhao smiled, turned his eyes to look at the night sky, and let the night wind blow his face, "It's okay, you didn't miss the appointment, I'm already very happy that you can eat and drink with me."

"I know, I'm a bit of a bad person. Sometimes I want something, but I'm a little tougher. I'm playful and willful."

"Everything is done on a whim, and I never insist on it"

As Shen Qianzhao spoke, it seemed that he was a little embarrassed, and his eyelashes trembled slightly, "But you are different."

Song Huai clenched his hands into fists unconsciously, listening to the words of the person next to his ears, his mood was hard to calm down.

His thin lips, which were as pale as water, were tightly pressed together, lest he would get drunk and vent his heart.

Shen Qianzhao seemed to be in her own mood, probably because she was drunk, she spoke without restraint, her cheeks blushed.

"There's never been anyone like you."

Teach me how to practice martial arts, teach me how to deal with people's calculations, respect my thoughts, and be scruples about my thoughts and feelings.

"Although you always have a straight face and speak coldly, I can see that you are actually doing it for my own good."

As she talked, she became more daring. With the two glasses of wine tonight, she became dizzy and tilted her head slightly. She approached Song Huai bit by bit, and finally landed gently on his shoulder.

From the first time I saw you, I will never forget you.

The corners of her mouth curved up cautiously.

It's nice to be drunk.

No one will interrupt me, and I can do whatever I want.

A faint fragrance hit his face, his shoulders sank, Song Huai's entire shoulders froze, and he looked slightly sideways from the corner of his eye, only to see that the little princess next to him leaned his head on his shoulders at some point.

A gust of hot blood surged from his shoulders, along with his limbs, scorching hot.

He moved his stiff fingers, and just lifted them a little, but he remembered why he came here today and left tomorrow. In this life, I don't know if there will be a day of goodbye.

Song Huai just raised his hand, but finally dropped it back.

Seeing that Song Huai didn't refuse this time, the little joy and joy on Shen Qianzhao's face almost overflowed from his lips.

If only it had been like this all the time, that would be fine.

"Song Huai, are you coming tomorrow? I have practiced a few sword techniques these days, and I want to show you."

Song Huai lowered his eyes, which darkened for no reason.

His thin lips moved, and after a while, he finally said the words that had been suppressed in his heart all day, "I have something to do tomorrow, so I won't come."

Shen Qianzhao let out an "ah" and sighed, "Well, that can only be another day."

"When you're done with your work, you can come into the palace. I'll show you the swordsmanship I've practiced, and you can teach me."

Song Huai was silent.

Shen Qianzhao frowned before hearing Song Huai's response, and tugged at Song Huai's sleeve with his fingers, "When you finish your work and enter the palace, teach me."

Song Huai nodded, his mood had never been so complicated and heavy as it is today.

From Shen Qianzhao's words and from her eyes, one can find her enthusiasm and expectation.

It is this expectation that makes people unable to bear to see it disappointed.

She is Shen Qianzhao, the princess of the Jin Dynasty, who is loved by thousands of people, kind-hearted, simple, and sincere and kind to others.

Although the rumors about her in the capital are not very pleasant to hear, people always realize that the rumors are not credible after contacting her.

As for himself, his life experience was unknown in the past, and he lived in the East Factory.

Now, knowing his life experience, the important people around him died because of him.

Everything around him will be affected by him.

Song Huai knew how favored this Princess Yongle was, and behind her was even a respected Jianghu power who knew the world's affairs.

This is full of affection, if he responds, and then uses her, whatever he wants to do will be twice the result with half the effort.

She is so kind and simple, even if she knows that she is using her, at most she will be annoyed.

but
Song Huai pulled his lips, stained with self-mockery.

If he had never been with her in the past, understood her personality, and known her affection, perhaps he could use all the people around him without any burden.

But now, the adoptive father is dead, and in this great Jin, the only thing he can't let go of is the only one left.
"Your Highness."

"Huh?" Shen Qianzhao replied blankly.

Song Huai's palm, which was originally warm, became somewhat cool for no reason.

"Young Master Xue is not a simple person. From now on, Your Highness, it's better to stay away from him."

Shen Qianzhao thought Song Huai was going to say something, but in the end she just said a few words about Xue Ling. She smiled silently, "Okay, I will take a detour when I see him in the future."

She didn't like it very much at first, but she always felt that Xue Ling was imitating his name and imitating him.

"The two sons of the Xie family, the eldest son is upright and a gentleman, and the second son is straightforward and treats people sincerely. They are both worthy of deep friendship."

Song Huai's voice was deep.

Shen Qianzhao was surprised. He had never heard Song Huai say so many things like today. He was drunk and wanted to finish talking for a whole year?
Unexpectedly, on weekdays, he would be bored without saying a word, but when he was drunk, he became a chatterbox like Xie Er, with a small mouth that could talk "bababa"!
Shen Qianzhao raised his eyebrows, "I thought you didn't like the two brothers of the Xie family. Every time I saw them, I didn't look good."

It's like having a grudge.

I didn't expect that they would even praise them behind their backs.

Others gossip behind their backs, but he praises others behind his back.

Song Huai tightened his fingertips slightly and pressed them against the palm of his hand, "The prince used to stay with His Highness, seemingly alienated, but in fact he was protecting His Highness."

From now on, when the crown prince ascends the throne, if the princess wants to enjoy herself in the palace as she is now, she should repair her relationship with the prince.

With the prince's concern for the princess, it is not difficult to repair the brother-sister relationship.

(End of this chapter)