Chapter 5 Called the Imperial Sister-in-law

Yes, why did she forget that it was not someone else who was standing in front of Song Peacock now, but the person he was thinking about from afar on the tip of his heart.

"Also, you have to pay attention to your body when you go back, it's been cold lately, you should add a few more clothes, call Wu's mother to buy some cloth, I'll give it to you and I'll have-" She paused suddenly, as if some part of her body was suddenly stuck.

"And ......," she muttered to herself for a moment, "who else, it should beβ€”"

"Imperial sister-in-law." Song Yuchen interrupted her, and in the next second, Qingran watched him raise his hand violently, and grabbed the queen's boneless little hand into his palm.

The actions of this hooligan were very different from the tone of the deferential tone.

Shi Qingran only felt that half of his body's hairs stood up, and his first reaction was to quickly glance around, and only breathed a sigh of relief after making sure that there was no one around.

"I can't remember, it's weird, I can't remember." Mianmian stared blankly at somewhere in the air, raised his hand to knock on his slightly crooked head, and was held down by Song Yuchen's arm.

Shi Qingran felt that the queen's state didn't look right, and consciously reminded kindly, "Song Yuchen, is the queen's mother uncomfortable, orβ€”"

"Shut up."

Shi Qingran was stunned for a moment, and before he could continue, Song Yuchen's cold and sharp eye knife had already swept over, "Shut up, don't quarrel with her." ”

Heaven and earth conscience, when did she quarrel?

But Shi Qingran didn't have it, and his eyesight still retained a little, even if his heart involuntarily soured out at this time, he still subconsciously stopped talking, and stopped looking at him.

"Mianmian, listen to me, I'm fine, I can take care of myself, you are in the palace with the royal brother...... I want to be good with Xiao Xun, you know? Have you been obedient these days? Also, the medicine you should take must be taken, Xiao Xun is for your good, don't mess with him, do you know? ”

Song Yuchen has countless faces, usually a hanger, the only thing who is really serious is when he holds a sword, and when he is cold, he is ruthless, and even the light tone of the cloud has a sharp ice ballast, insinuating that a few bloody holes are shot out of the body of the person who is not used to it.

But this gentle time is also a first-class gentleness, the kind of wind in March, the rain in April, and the crisp sunshine in May that cannot be compared.

For example, at this moment, when he talked to Mianmian like this, he used a child-like tone, not the king of Zhennan, who is high up on weekdays, but an ordinary person who is afraid that his sweetheart will not go well or be wronged.

However, Mianmian didn't seem to be very moved by his tone, only nodded her head in a daze, and said "oh" slowly, and then she stood on tiptoe.

Shi Qingran's mind was surging, thinking that this queen mother was also interested in Song Yuchen, but she was forced to marry Song Yuxun, what are the two doing now?

Private meeting? Do you still want to play in front of her, the princess of Zhennan, who is on the bright side?

At that time, Qingran hesitated whether the silver hairpin on her head could be used as a dagger, and if it was really used, it was time to cut the throat of the three people present When it was more reasonable, she saw Song Yuchen lower his head.

Then Princess Zhennan's eyes widened, watching the queen mother hook off her husband's head, and then affectionately touched him on the face, rubbing his inky hair like a puppy.

King Zhennan had a messy head of hair, and smiled as tenderly as a lion who was a vegetarian, "Brother Huang is still busy in the study, I'll send you back, and then I should leave the palace, okay?" ”

Mianmian nodded at Song Yuchen, didn't look at him, turned around and walked towards the road he came from.

Shi Qingran was still staring at her back in a daze, and Song Yuchen threw an eye knife over, "Look at what are you so serious, your eyeballs are about to fall off." ”

She ...... The queen is not ......"

"Call the royal sister-in-law."

"Oh, is she ...... the imperial sister-in-law?"

Song Yuchen slowly lifted his eyelids and looked over, his ink-colored eyes were like a bottomless cold pool, sleeping in the deep mountains and old forests, containing some untouchable past, "What do you want to say?" ”

She wanted to say more, she knew that she shouldn't have entered the palace today, and as soon as she woke up in the morning, she heard a crow at the door of the room, and she should have died at that time and would not agree to accompany him into the palace.

Queen, does she really have some unspeakable disease?

Is your royal sister-in-law who keeps saying that she has a weak heart?

Song Yuchen, are you - the person in your heart really your brother's wife?

Shi Qingran didn't dare to look at him, afraid that the little emotion in his heart would be easily seen through by him after a while, so he lowered his head, and only after a long time did he grit his teeth and squeeze out a sentence,

"Have you ever had a nickname before?"

Song Yuchen was silent for a moment, and said inexplicably, "What nickname?" ”

Pretend, pretend, Shi Qingran, you widen your eyes to see what kind of man you are looking for!

However, she just chewed herself in the bottom of her heart for a while before swallowing it all, and after blushing, she said, "It's nothing, I said the queen...... The imperial sister-in-law didn't look very good, so she told the emperor later, and asked him to find a doctor to take a look at the imperial sister-in-law and recuperate. ”

Song Yuchen didn't speak, and turned around after a while, and the jade pendant on his coat touched the mutton fat jade belt, and there was a crisp ding, obliterating the extremely light syllable he answered.

Unfortunately, when they returned to the upper study, Mianmian's figure shook somehow, and she suddenly bumped into a palace maid who was walking in with tea, and knocked the tea in the palace maid's hand to the ground.

Song Yuchen's eyes were quick, and he suddenly reached out and pushed, pushing the white porcelain cup more than ten inches away from Mianmian's face, and it turned into fragments in an instant, and hot water and tea were scattered all over the ground.

Shi Qingran hurriedly glanced at it, the little palace maid was so frightened that her face turned white, and her eyes instantly lost her vitality, as if she had found her next destination without waiting for the emperor to die.