This time she really knew that it hurt, and the tears of pain were flowing down the corners of her eyes, and they were not pretending to be as usual.

She climbed on Song Yuchen's shoulder and tried to please him, "It hurts, can you not come?" ”

Song Yuchen hooked his lips slightly, revealing a smile that reflected the snow, making her stunned for a while, but the next second she was pulled back to reality by a force that was completely inconsistent with this smile, her eyes were even more red than just now, and even the butterfly bones were almost crushed by him, and her whole body was burning and hot.

She opened her mouth and tried to beg for mercy again, but Song Yuchen had already grabbed her chin and exhaled a breath of hot air in her ear, "Does it hurt?" ”

Shi Qingran finally found his conscience, and quickly nodded like a chicken pecking rice, "It hurts, it hurts, it hurts badly, can you not come?" ”

"No, just endure the pain."

Shi Qingran tasted a product, which is really something that can only be said to people who don't love it. If you really like it, you can't carefully hold it on the tip of your heart and pet it, how can you be like yourself, completely used by him as a venting tool, and you can't complain.

She remembered Song Yuchen's appearance when she spoke to Mianmian today, such a gentle and delicate tone, if she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she couldn't believe that it was from Song Yuchen's mouth.

Thinking of this, the sourness in her heart spread into a sea, and she glanced at the person in front of her through the vague light, just in time to see a crystal clear sweat sliding down the tip of his nose.

That's it.

Shi Qingran accepted his pouch resignedly, and the two hands around his shoulders hugged him tighter.

It's just that Song Yuchen knew everything before he did it, and although he said badly, he still hurried the time to end it quickly, and then pulled the thin quilt to prepare for rest.

Shi Qingran climbed to the corner of the bed as usual and lay down, and as soon as her eyes were closed, she felt a big hand crawl up her spine and cross to the front of her neck.

She also thought that this person was going to go back on her word and come again, so frightened that she hurriedly reminded him, "It's already time, if you don't sleep again, you will be late for the court tomorrow!" ”

I just tried to be the queen of the dynasty in public today, and if I swagger up and be late tomorrow morning, I'm afraid I really don't want that thing on my shoulder.

It's just that he doesn't want to live, she is still young, she doesn't want to become a widow so early, in the stories she saw in those drama books before, no matter what type, as long as there is a widow on the scene, it must have a sad and sad atmosphere, and she doesn't want to be like that.

Song Yuchen paused, and after a while, he said coldly, "I may have to go to Pingya in the next few days, and I want to ask if you want to bring you anything." ”

After a pause, "What do you think?" ”

Shi Qingran turned his back to him, and he couldn't see his face, but he could imagine his disgusting appearance from these few words.

Ahem, it turned out that she would be wrong.

Shi Qingran opened his mouth in embarrassment, and said firmly, "I heard that Pingya is close to the sea, can you bring me a few pearls back?" ”

There was a moment of silence behind him.

Just when Qingran thought that he was disgusted with her and didn't want to speak anymore, he suddenly felt a touch of heat on his back, and his voice fell in the heartbeat of the flesh and skin, "You only heard that Pingya is by the sea, but you haven't heard that it is not my country?" Seeing that your husband is about to go to a different place alone, and maybe he won't be able to come back at any time, don't you worry, just want those vulgar things? ”

How can pearls be vulgar?

Shi Qingran argued, "You asked me what I wanted-"

"Shut up."

“......”

If you can say it, she will laugh at her in a different way, but if she can't say it, she will shut up, and she will not be able to take advantage of it.

Listening to Song Yuchen's uncertain tone tonight, he should not be in a good mood, it seems that he is afraid that he will say something after being left in the palace by the emperor today, and he doesn't like to hear it.

Shi Qingran was thinking wildly, and wanted to please him, so he asked cautiously, "How long are you going this time?" ”

There was a moment of silence behind him, and he replied, "Half a month at most." ”

Seeing that he was willing to talk, at least the mood should not be too bad at the moment, Shi Qingran yawned silently and said lazily, "The emperor sent you, what do you want to do?" ”

"The ladies of the princes and ministers' families are not allowed to discuss the government in vain, and today's few words you said in front of the imperial brother make me really think you remember this."

"You are you, the emperor is the emperor, how can this be the same."

Dare to express his opinions on the government in front of the emperor, isn't this a clear offense? Although her head was not as bright as Song Yuchen's, she was not in a hurry to send her head under the knife.

Song Yuchen paused for a moment, and suddenly changed his words, "Where is the dried radish that your brother sent?" ”

"I let the alley put it away, you people in Wangcheng can't eat the spicy mouth—how do you know that my brother sent dried turnips?"

Although her brother is unreliable, and he wants to write the words "Millennium Ginseng" on the box containing dried radish, he still understands that it needs to be people's ears, and there are some satin cloths and small jewelry that were sent at the same time that day, and Song Yuchen has always disdained to ask anything related to her, how can he know?

Song Yuchen didn't answer and asked, "Is the one you said about fighting poison with poison really reliable?" ”

Shi Qingran, "......"

Hello, a prince, why did you develop a bad habit of listening to people's corners?

And she complained so much with Lang'er just now, and I don't know how much he overheard.

Shi Qingran wanted to cry without tears, and tried to defend himself, "I'm not talking nonsense, it's traceable, there is a clear record in the medical book I read before, if you don't believe it, you can check it." ”

Song Yuchen snorted coldly and stopped talking, and soon there was a small and even breathing sound behind him.

Shi Qingran rubbed it lightly, and seeing that he didn't react, he guessed that he was asleep, so he cautiously turned around and became a face-to-face position with him.

Song Yuchen looked very well-behaved when he fell asleep, and the indifference in the day was confined into the night, and after the king of Zhennan, who was admired and feared by thousands of people, took off his armor and golden silk python robe, it was wrapped in such a soft and clean body.

Shi Qingran tensed his back, rubbed it up lightly, and his lips touched lightly between Song Yuchen's sword eyebrows, like a dragonfly dotting water, just one touch and release.

She closed her eyes, her body curled up a little, and the whole nest was between his arms, and there was a violent heartbeat like a drum under the flesh and bones, but a smile unconsciously bent on her face, as if she had been greatly comforted.

When she woke up and opened her eyes, the bed beside her was empty, and even the half of the thin quilt was neatly tucked under her, making her sweat fine.

Shi Qingran lifted the quilt and sat up, and saw that there was not even a trace of wrinkles on the half of the bed next to him, and he couldn't see that there was a handsome and chic hot man sleeping on it not long ago.

Lang'er almost pinched the dot in, and after changing her clothes, he pinched a cold towel and rubbed it on her face.

Shi Qingran closed her eyes, and suddenly heard her say, "Miss, did you have trouble with Song Yuchen again last night?" ”

She was inexplicable, "No." ”