After rebirth, Her Royal Highness is a black lotus flower

Chapter 547 His Ah Zhao... doesn't like him anymore
Shen Qianrong stared curiously at the masked man several times, always feeling that there was an indescribably familiar look.

At the banquet, many people were secretly looking at the young prince of the Western Dynasty.

Didn't it mean that he had been living abroad for more than ten years? How could he look like he hadn't been infected with the atmosphere of the world at all, and his manner was reserved and condescending, and his body was filled with an indescribable aura of nobility.

It really doesn't look like someone who has been living outside for more than ten years.

And the young prince's gaze, from the moment he entered the table, never moved away from the eye-catching and beautiful figure in palace attire opposite him.

But what disappointed him was that Shen Qianzhao never gave him a straight look except for that look at him just now.

His mood sank. His Ah Zhao didn't seem to recognize him.

Shen Qianzhao seemed calm on the face, but the hands under the sleeves had already exposed her emotions.

From the moment the little prince entered the palace, at first glance, she recognized that he was the one she had been thinking about all along, Song Huai.

At first, he was a small Dongchang factory guard, but now he has transformed into a noble little prince in the Western Dynasty.

Shen Qianzhao's mood was a little complicated.

She kept restraining the urge to look over there, suppressed her thoughts, and drank glasses of wine, trying to calm herself down in this way.

This move of hers caught the eyes of Song Huai on the opposite side. The latter frowned, staring closely at the wine glass in Shen Qianzhao's hand.

His face turned red, and if he drank any more, he might get drunk.

On the days when I was not by her side, was the little girl so indulgent?
Shen Qianzhao was able to clearly perceive this line of sight, just like when he was on the street yesterday, around that time, he saw himself among the people of the mission.

I don't know if it was because the hall was hot, or because Shen Qianzhao drank too much wine, he felt that his breathing was a little difficult.

She pulled Shen Qianrong a little, "I'll go outside to get some air."

Shen Qianrong looked at the little prince patronizingly, but nodded without hearing what Shen Qianzhao said.

When Shen Qianzhao quietly left the table and walked out of the hall, Song Huai, who was sitting on the opposite seat, also got up and left the table, only then did Shen Qianrong realize that Shen Qianzhao next to him was gone.

Caiqiu supported Shen Qianzhao and walked outside the hall. The night wind blew on his face, and it was cool and comfortable, which relieved the stuffiness in his heart.

Cai Qiu murmured, "Master Song is so powerful now, how can I still remember such a person as His Highness?"

"Just now, I clearly saw His Highness, and other envoys came over to toast and say hello, even the people from Qi State came, so he was the only one who just sat and didn't get up to say a word."

A few days ago, Second Young Master Xie said that Mr. Song is no longer the small factory guard he used to be, and if he has a chance to meet him in the future, he still needs to call him a little prince.

At that time, she still felt that Second Young Master Xie was joking again.

But the time of acquaintance is not short, just now when the mission from the Western Dynasty came in, she noticed that the master was not in the right mood, after a few glances, she recognized the young prince who was the leader, did it mean that he left Dajin a year ago and disappeared without hearing from him? Appeared in the Western Dynasty again, Mr. Song with a marriage contract?

Shen Qianzhao turned his face sideways, looked at Caiqiu, and asked, "Who do you think is going to act uncharacteristically and pretend not to know each other?"

Caiqiu rubbed her chin, "That's naturally a person with a guilty conscience."

Shen Qianzhao smiled, "Okay, let me wait by myself, I will call you if I need something."

Caiqiu nodded, and then stood aside, watching the master enter the imperial garden, which was empty except for the patrolling guards.

Stepping into the imperial garden, looking at the scene in front of him, Shen Qianzhao was standing beside the swing.

The night wind blew, gently lifting her skirt, and under the projection of the moonlight, it became more and more gentle.

A familiar sound of footsteps sounded beside her ears, her body tensed for a moment, and she wanted to turn around hesitantly, but at the moment she was about to turn around, a pair of hands passed around her side, bringing With a warm breath, he embraced her whole body into his arms.

Familiar breath, reassuring taste.

Song Huai's warm breath sprayed on Shen Qianzhao's ear, "Azhao, I'm back."

Shen Qianzhao had a sore nose, but when he caught a glimpse of a figure hiding behind a tree in the dark, he frowned, his eyes darkened.

As soon as she broke away from Song Huai, she turned around and raised her hand to slap Song Huai, scolding angrily, but deliberately lowered her voice, so as not to attract patrolling guards.

"Where did you come from!? How dare you offend this princess!"

The slap wasn't heavy, but it stunned Song Huai.

Song Huai looked at Shen Qianzhao in a daze, and he quickly took off the mask on his face, revealing that stern face, "Azhao, it's me."

Shen Qianzhao was startled, a little surprised, "It's you."

There was tenderness in Song Huai's eyes, and he forgot about the slap just now, he raised his hand towards Shen Qianzhao, wanting to smooth out a strand of blue hair that was blown messy by the wind for her.

But the moment he stretched out his hand, the little girl in front of her frowned and took a step back, avoiding his hand.

Song Huai's hand froze in mid-air.

Shen Qianzhao looked a little displeased, "Song Da. No, little prince, I respect you for teaching me for a while, but men and women are different, please respect yourself."

Throwing down a word, Shen Qianzhao walked away from the imperial garden, and passed Song Huai, without stopping for a moment, as if the person in front of her was just a teacher who had taught her for a while.

Until the sound of Shen Qianzhao's footsteps went away, Song Huai was still standing there, his outstretched hand fell heavily, and the mask in his hand fell to his feet at some unknown time.

His thin lips trembled slightly, as if there was a basin of cold water, which instantly extinguished the longing and enthusiasm he had come all the way for a year.

His Ah Zhao doesn't like him anymore.

When Shen Qianzhao came out of the imperial garden, Cai Qiu stared at his master with a smile on his face, but when he caught a glimpse of his master's face, he was startled, "What's wrong, Your Highness?"

Shen Qianzhao shook his head, "It's okay, I saw an old man, let's go back."

Caiqiu frowned, something seemed wrong with the master.

The two of them had just left from the imperial garden and were walking on the palace path back to the palace when they met Shen Qianli who also came out to breathe.

Caiqiu saluted, "Servants and servants see His Royal Highness the Third Prince."

Shen Qianzhao pursed his lips and smiled, "Why did the third brother come out?"

Shen Qianli's eyes fell on Shen Qianzhao with some deep meaning, and after a while, there was a gentle smile on his lips, "It's stuffy in the temple, come out to get some air."

"Where did Zhao Zhao go?"

In an instant, Caiqiu's heart arose. She still can't forget the way His Highness the Third Highness questioned her master in Yongle Hall last time.

If you know that His Highness has just met Mr. Song...

Shen Qianzhao smiled, his face was as usual, "I just went to the Royal Garden and felt a little cold, no, I have to go back."

"The third brother will go back with you."

There was a deep smile in Shen Qianli's eyes, and he stretched out his hand, pulling up a strand of blue hair from the corner of Shen Qianzhao's forehead and pinning it behind her ear.

When the cool fingertips touched Shen Qianzhao's ear, a cold feeling poured from the top of her head to the soles of her feet.
She restrained the movement of wanting to dodge, the corners of her eyes were bent, and the smile in her eyes was pure, "Yeah."

　Our Lord Song is back! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
　　Celebrate all day!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)