"Lord Wang." At this moment, Qin Ruoyun heard the sound of lotus incense outside.

Outside the study, Song Yuchen was a little surprised when he saw Lianxiang there, Song Yuchen frowned with a little displeasure: "What are you doing here?" ”

"Lord, Concubine Yun said that the prince sleeps in the study these days, and in order to make the prince live comfortably, she wants to come and clean it in person."

Song Yuchen listened, and quickly pushed open the door of the study. In the palace, he only allowed the outdated Qingran and the two maids who were in charge of cleaning the study to come in.

"Bang!" With a loud bang, he pushed the door of the study open.

A smell of spices came to his face, and Song Yuchen noticed that something was unusual, so he deliberately held his breath. He walked slowly towards the study, and because he slowed down, the study was so quiet that Song Yuchen could hear his footsteps.

When he arrived at the desk, Song Yuchen could see at a glance that his desk had been moved. Those twists and turns, those travelogues, and the Kong Ming lantern.

It should have been neatly placed, but now it was lying on the table in a mess, and Song Yuchen's brows furrowed even more.

He picked up the book quickly, and at once flipped from the first page to the last page, and there was nothing; I quickly picked up another book, quickly flipped through the front page, and after flipping through several books, I finally found two portraits in one of them.

It's just that there is an extra hole in the old painting. Song Yuchen put the two portraits back in the book, quickened his pace and walked towards the bed in the study, and vigorously lifted the curtain.

"Lord Wang." At this moment, Song Yuchen only felt a figure in blue clothes pounce on him. The next moment, the tip of his nose was filled with the rich fragrance of the woman's rouge.

"Lord Wang." Qin Ruoyun desperately kept Song Yuchen's neck: "The slave family has been in the palace for so long, and the prince hasn't spoiled the slave family yet." Now that the moon is full, it is better for us to ......"

As she spoke, Qin Ruoyun grabbed Song Yuchen's hand and leaned towards her chest. She vaguely remembered that when she was happy with Wen Yulou, Wen Yulou liked this the most.

"Did you move the things in my study?" Unexpectedly, at this moment, Song Yuchen withdrew his hand and asked such a question.

"Yes. The slave family waited for you in the study for too long, and it was really boring, so I read the book. Qin Ruoyun said coquettishly: "Lord, the slave family has damaged your painting, and the slave family will make amends to you." ”

Song Yuchen looked at Qin Ruoyun's face without saying a word, and he didn't know what he was thinking. Broke something he had treasured for many years, and it was such a fluttering sentence, forget it?

"If the prince is angry, then punish the slave family severely." Qin Ruoyun stood on the cold ground with a pair of bare jade feet.

She hooked Song Yuchen's neck with both hands, tried to stand on tiptoe, got closer to Song Yuchen, and said softly: "As long as the prince is happy, whatever he wants to do with the slave family, the slave family is willing." ”

Song Yuchen has never seen any woman look like this. This kind of appearance is probably what those who always like to look for incense shops are happy to see.

Song Yuchen raised his hand and touched Qin Ruoyun's face. Such a beautiful face looks like that kind and simple girl. It's really ...... to do such a prodigal action Insulted her!

"What did you order in my room?" Song Yuchen could feel that probably because of the incense, his body had gradually changed. It's just that he deliberately held his breath, and his sanity was still there.

Song Yuchen said, pushed Qin Ruoyun away, and looked around. Finally, he bent down and pulled out a small palm-sized incense burner from under the bed.

"That's what you're doing?" Song Yuchen asked.

"This ......" Seeing this, Qin Ruoyun's charm and warmth on her face slowly disappeared, replaced by grievance and sadness: "Lord, the slave family has been in the palace for so long, and you haven't spoiled the slave family." The slave family also wants to ......"

"The palace can't see such a dirty thing." Song Yuchen was merciless: "Only those women who work in Xunxiangfang will use such things." This is the palace, don't bring the methods you learned elsewhere to the palace. ”

"Lord, since you don't like me, why do you want to marry me? Did they just admit me into the palace and treat me as an ornament? The slave family is also raised by my father's mother, if the prince doesn't like it, why should he admit me into the palace? ”

"Isn't that what you think?" Song Yuchen asked rhetorically. If it weren't for what Qin Ruoyun said after being stabbed, Song Yuchen would not have accepted her into the palace.

Song Yuchen still remembered that Qin Ruoyun was stabbed at that time, and told him again and again that she wanted to stay in the palace, even if she just looked at him every day, she was satisfied.

The face that was almost exactly the same as the old man made him unbearable to refuse.

At that time, he was moved by compassion, and only then did he make a promise to accept her as a side concubine. But at that time, he never imagined that Qin Ruoyun would be such a person.

Thinking that Qin Ruoyun had been hit with a dagger in order to block the damage for him, Song Yuchen's expression eased a lot: "You didn't know the rules of the palace before, and this king doesn't blame you." Don't forget in the future, in the palace, only the princess and the maid who cleans the study can enter the king's study. ”

"And." Song Yuchen said lightly: "Now that the princess is pregnant, this king wants her to raise the baby with peace of mind, and doesn't want her to be distracted by other things." Therefore, as for the matter of the round house, let's wait for the princess to give birth safely. ”

"Don't worry, as long as you are in the palace for a day, this king will eat and drink for you for a day. But if you do something like this today, I don't think the palace is suitable for you. ”

As he spoke, Song Yuchen casually threw away the palm-sized small incense burner and walked out of the study. The small incense burner gurgled and rolled on the ground, sprinkling incense ashes on the ground.

"Lord Wang." Seeing Song Yuchen coming out of the palace in a hurry, Lian Xiang looked at Song Yuchen's face a little timidly. Song Yuchen's face was not good-looking, and he walked straight past her.

It was getting dark, and Lianxiang looked inside the study, which was pitch black, and a curtain separated Lianxiang's sight.

Lian Xiang also heard the movement just now. It seems that this time, Song Yuchen is probably really angry with Concubine Yun.

Seeing that Song Yuchen was far away, Lianxiang tiptoed into the study and lifted the curtain.

The small piece of incense that Song Yuchen casually threw on the ground had been extinguished. At this moment, Qin Ruoyun was thinly dressed, squatting on the ground barefoot, her body was twitching, obviously crying.

"Concubine Yun." Lian Xiang carefully squatted down beside Qin Ruoyun: "Maybe the prince is just angry for a while." Now that the princess is pregnant with a child, the prince may really not have sex with you just for the sake of the princess. ”