When the words landed, Song Yuchen really took the corner of his eye and looked over.

When his eyes reached half of her face, Shi Qingran was already ready to accept his beating and try his best to fight back.

If he still says something like "the good don't argue and the argument is not good" or "the melon field doesn't accept the performance, and the plum is not crowned" and other nonsense, she must return to the previous sentence "I heard that there were gentlemen in ancient times, glory will be honored by the world, shame will be ashamed of the world, why should Your Highness use hypocritical articles to take glory and fame and beautify" and other more literary and sour words.

If you can't talk about him, are you still afraid that you won't be disgusting to him?

However, she ignored one point - His Royal Highness the King of Zhennan is worthy of His Royal Highness the King of Zhennan, after shedding the shell of the prodigal and impromiscuous manner, he is still the most heroic and powerful general in the world today.

The battles he had fought were innumerable, and most of them were known for their ruthlessness and surprising victory, and even the clever calculations of the lupine-dancing military advisor on the opposite side could be cracked quietly, not to mention her little bit of careful thinking.

So he was silent for a while, and then to her surprise, he raised half of his eyebrows and eyes—

Then he showed a clear smile and said mercilessly, "Nonsense." ”

Shi Qingran, "......"

She just asked, wasn't he swept back with a few words?

asked and didn't say, didn't ask and forced her to ask, what kind of truth is this?

Shi Qingran's head hurt when he thought about it, so he didn't think about it anymore, and looked at Song Yuchen's face without saying a word, and his eyes were wrapped in a very sincere blankness.

Song Yuchen's good-looking is good-looking, but unfortunately his eyebrows and eyes are too cold and delicate, not the legendary rich appearance of thick eyebrows and big eyes in the round sky, he laughs like a veteran in the willow alley of the flower street, and when he doesn't laugh, he is very scathing.

It is the appearance of a master who plays with methods such as two-sided and three-knife.

At this moment, the master waited for a while without waiting for her answer, and curled the corners of his lips with a smile, "Do you want to know the inside story?" ”

Shi Qingran was already ready to clean up after being impatient with him, but unexpectedly, His Royal Highness the King of Zhennan's impatience was so low-key and hidden, that she didn't feel it at all.

However, at this moment, Shi Qingran couldn't care about being grateful to Dade for this harmonious hidden enmity, she held up her face and looked at him paralyzed, not wanting to know anything about Rausch's inside story at all.

After being kind and pleasant, seeing that she still had no intention of speaking, Song Yuchen was not in a hurry, and said, "You should see his face clearly." ”

Shi Qingran cautiously lifted his eyelids to look at him, and for a while he didn't know whether to answer or not.

"If we don't see it clearly, we'll look at it again."

“...... See clearly! Shi Qingran hurriedly hugged his neck and said, "You can see it clearly!" Very, very clear! ”

His Royal Highness the King of Zhennan was satisfied, so he stroked his sleeve in a dashing manner, "So-let's talk about it, what do you think of that scar." ”

Shi Qingran snorted, "I'll look at ...... with my eyes."

"Yes."

“...... Indeed, I see it with my eyes. Shi Qingran was full of grievances, and muttered again in a very low voice, not understanding what he meant by asking.

Seeing that he finally restrained his smile, and his eyes turned into a somewhat dangerous arc, she quickly took a step back and said very carefully, "I think, uh- it's not normal, that scar is not normal." ”

This is obviously a very obvious nonsense, but His Royal Highness King Zhennan was not impatient at all, and returned to that nasty appearance, "What's abnormal, let's talk about it." ”

“......”

After a moment of silence, Shi Qingran turned his head to stare at the flickering candle flames, and then said stiffly, "The scar was born on the right eye, and the shape is weird, as for how it was left I am not sure, but it must not be scalded by boiling water as he said, but it is a bit like a sword." ”

Song Yuchen let out another "oh", and then made a gesture to get up.

Shi Qingran was startled, and subconsciously struggled, but unexpectedly, he kicked the table leg between his clumsy hands, so the only table in the whole room that looked slightly more reliable collapsed with a "bang".

Shi Qingran, "Hey-"

Then the whole table collapsed, loosely crumbling into a wooden knoll, and the flask that had been on the table was shattered into, and the cold wine snaked through the cracks in the floor like the rhizomes of a rapidly growing plant.

His Royal Highness King Zhennan glanced at it lightly, and then commented sharply, "The legs and feet are good, and they are very powerful." ”

Shi Qingran, "......"

If memory serves, this is probably the first time she has felt that being praised is not a good thing.

At last, he stood up easily, and in order to prevent her from moving, he also had a little time to give her a warning look.

Shi Qingran said vigilantly, "What to do?" I've already said what you want me to say, what else do you want, how can you be the king of Zhennan so contrary to your word-"

Soon her voice grew quieter and quieter, and she finally shut up.

Song Yuchen said faintly, "I just want to take you to the bed to rest, what are you excited about?" ”

Shi Qingran, "...... Yes? ”

Ah, she opened her mouth and said softly, "I thought ......"

"Why do you think so?" He said with a smirk, "Thought I was going to take you to see it again?" Oh, and there were times when I was scared. ”

Shi Qingran, "......"

How is this not worth fearing! Whether it was what he intended or what she thought, wasn't it terrifying? How can this man be so calm!

The gap between the two was too narrow, and Shi Qingran could only watch him wrap his whole body in his arms.

With a very soft laugh, she felt that she was being carried to the couch step by step, and then the sky was spinning in front of her, and there was a sound of clothes rubbing against her ears.

Even though he hadn't fully reacted, Shi Qingran quickly grabbed his collar and struggled, "Wait!" ”

Song Yuchen didn't stop in his hand, and in a blink of an eye, he unbuttoned two rows of buttons with ease—one was his own, and the other was Shi Qingran.

"What are you waiting for?"

Shi Qingran was caught by his wrist, and finally resisted the urge to swear, and said weakly, "The wine hasn't been cleaned up yet, what a waste of it, who knows the Chinese food, that ...... What's that......"

The more anxious she was, the more indifferent Song Yuchen became, her fingertips slowed down, and she swirled on her snow-white neckline for a while, as if she was going to listen to her nonsense patiently.