"Liangchen, what are you writing? What escape? What's money? Chatting and chatting, Song Qingyang's attention shifted to the piece of paper that Fang Liangchen was writing, it was not that she didn't know these English words, but she didn't understand them after being written together by Liangchen.

Liangchen paused, hesitating whether to tell Song Qingyang, firstly, it was an instinctive vigilant reaction, and secondly, Liangchen looked at her very "boldly", what if she accidentally said it.

Liangchen thought about it for a while, and finally decided to tell her that whoever called her was also from modern times. If they are all modern people, with her status as the queen to help themselves, maybe it is more likely to go back.

"You can't tell anyone, no one!" Liangchen frowned and looked at Song Qingyang with a nervous face.

Song Qingyang nodded solemnly, stretched out three fingers, made an oath to the sky, and widened her eyes to tell Liangchen that she would never talk nonsense.

Then Liangchen slowly lowered his escape plan, and told her in Song Qingyang's ear, for fear of being heard.

After listening to Liangchen's eloquent words, Song Qingyang couldn't help but nod in agreement and sighed: "Wonderful! At first I thought I was going to stay here for the rest of my life, but now when I hear you, my mind is full of wanting to go home. Let me tell you, I'm equivalent to being imprisoned in that broken palace, where I've been embroidering and writing all day long, and I'm about to become penicillin. Hey, I really miss that feeling of staying up late playing games now. ”

Song Qingyang shook his head as he spoke, hanging his head like a helpless depressed doll, and he felt like tears when he said it. Liangchen actually empathizes, the treatment here is good, but the rules are cumbersome, and people are unpredictable, there is no way to live so naturally and easily.

They had lived in that era for ten or twenty years, and they had long since adapted to life there. Even though there were a thousand things that were wrong in that era, what kind of moral degradation, what loss of humanity, but there were still things there that could not be parted with.

"I don't know if it's going to work, I just have this plan now, and I haven't waited for the real time yet. Yang Yang, you are the queen and have great power, but you are also trapped in the deep palace, and I am afraid it will be even more difficult for you to act than me. Liangchen patted Song Qingyang on the shoulder as a sign of comfort, while trying to see the problem from her point of view.

"That's true, and Yan Wuyuan, the one who killed a thousand knives, actually said that he wouldn't let me out of the palace alone! If he hadn't come to you today, how would I have a chance to come out?! Saying that, Song Qingyang's face showed a fierce expression, and now she really wanted to eat Yan Wuyuan, who was bad for her.

Liang Chen looked at her complaining appearance and chuckled: "Normal, as a queen, it's strange for him to let you come out casually." But it's not for me to say, you really don't look like a queen at all, why don't you restrain yourself? ”

Song Qingyang sneered disdainfully and replied, "How can I, a modern college student, know what it is like to be a queen?" This is also the rule, and that is also the rule, and it annoys the individual! Then she grabbed the corners of her clothes almost frantically, and the green tendons on her hands were furious.

Liangchen took a sip of tea unkindly, laughed, and said slowly: "It seems that I am much luckier than you." But you still have to enjoy it now, and after the national funeral, the palace will draft a girl for the emperor, and your harem will be lively. ”

Song Qingyang flattened his mouth after hearing this, looked at Liangchen's calm appearance and sighed fiercely, he didn't say anything, she usually saw some of the harem favors between this woman, and they all had to do tricks and feet in secret and stain human blood.

But after a while, the corners of her mouth hooked up a weird smile, and with a little smugness, she asked Liang Chen: "Do you think I will wait patiently until the day when he drafts a girl?" I would have gone home a long time ago, otherwise I would have been outside the palace, this queen, whoever loves to be should go! Song Qingyang said fiercely, with an angry look as if anger could erupt from his eyes.

It's just kidding her and making her wait until the draft girl? What was she waiting for? Waiting for those women to harm her? Wouldn't she have run for her life sooner? It's really a brain disease that waits for death in the palace.

Liangchen stretched out his index finger and put it to his mouth, and "shh Song Qingyang immediately closed his mouth that was about to open his mouth to scold, and looked at Liangchen a little nervously, as if he was in danger.

"What's wrong?" Song Qingyang asked softly, she had already suppressed her voice to her limit.

Liang Chen's attention was focused for a moment, and he also replied softly to her, "Someone is at the door." Just now she heard the faint voice of the maid talking, although she didn't hear what was being said, but vaguely she could still conclude that there was someone at the gate of the courtyard.

"Who's coming?" Song Qingyang also pricked up his ears, trying to hear the movement outside.

The voice stopped for a while, and just when Liangchen and Song Qingyang were about to relax their vigilance, two female voices could be clearly heard at the door, and they were saying, "The slave has seen Your Majesty and the prince."

After hearing it clearly, Liang Chen and Song Qingyang looked at each other, their faces froze, and they murmured in unison: "Oh no." After that, Liangchen hurriedly put away the paper on the table, but he didn't know where to hide it for a while, this was Song Qingyang snatched the paper, and then pulled away the clothes on Liangchen's chest with one hand, and stuffed the paper straight into Liangchen's ...... In underwear?!

Then he pulled Liangchen's clothes up, and the door was opened before his hand was retracted, and the two of them froze at the same time, looking towards the door.

At the door stood Yan Wuyuan, who was wearing a yellow robe, and next to him was Yan Jiusi, who was wearing a black robe, and behind them were the two maidservants who had just been taken out.

The people outside the door and the people outside the house seemed to stop, and the people outside the door forgot to come in, and the people inside the door forgot to put their hands away. So what Yan Jiusi and Yan Wuyuan saw now was Song Qingyang grabbing the clothes on Liang Chen's chest with a panicked face, and Liang Chen was holding his clothes with both hands, also a little stunned.

Yan Jiusi and Yan Wuyuan were also stunned for a long time, and the whole scene was very embarrassing.

"You ...... What are you doing? Yan Wuyuan asked strangely after reacting to it. In broad daylight, the door was closed, and he was still undressing in the bedroom, which made him feel incredible.

"Forehead ......"

"We ...... In the ......"

After the two looked at each other, they both felt as if something was wrong, and quickly separated. Song Qingyang rubbed his hands at a loss, and Liang Chen sorted out the somewhat messy and wrinkled clothes. Neither of them knew how to explain it for a moment.

"I saw that Liangchen's clothes were messy, so I ...... I'm kind enough to tidy it up for her. Song Qingyang grabbed a reason in front of Liangchen, although this reason was very fake in their ears, but in this case, it was normal to be unexpected.

"Uh-huh...... Right. After hearing this, Liang Chen could only echo.

"It seems that the queen and Miss Zongzheng have a good relationship." Yan Wuyuan looked at Song Qingyang on the side, making her heart beat more violently, and she was even a little embarrassed to look up at Yan Wuyuan.

Liang Chen stood aside, and didn't dare to look directly at the two people at the door, only occasionally caught a glimpse of Yan Jiusi, who was standing on the side, looking light and breezy.

It was the first time in three days that she had seen him in person.

He didn't tell Liangchen where he lived, and he didn't let her go to him, otherwise he wouldn't have been negligent with his temperament. So Liangchen really didn't go to him, and he never even went out of the hospital.

Today, he is still wearing a dark robe, which is slightly loose on him, but it shows uninhibited and lazy. It seems that because in his own home, he has not tied his hair, but combed the long green silk on both sides behind his ears, which is more casual. But it can't stop the gentle, elegant and noble temperament that exudes from the inside out, and a trace of invisible deterrence and oppression.

Seeing his smiling eyes looking into the room, Liang Chen unconsciously lowered her eyes, not meeting his gaze, deliberately avoiding the scorching gaze for her.