Chapter 32: Another Sand Sculpture

Gong Ruqing got up very early today, she opened her eyes and looked at everything around her anxiously, needless to say, she must have hoped that the dreamlike scenes she encountered yesterday were not real.

But the reality slapped her hard.

She really wore it.

Well, since you come here, you will be safe, and the crossing is generally a one-way ticket, since you can't go back, then simply do this ancient princess Her Royal Highness - Song Qinghuan.

Song Qinghuan beckoned the palace maid to come in and dress her, and the bronze mirror in front of her was polished very smooth, not as blurry as seen in the previous TV series, but actually more advanced than the modern glass mirror.

Song Qinghuan remembered the person who brought her back yesterday, and that person seemed to be the original sister, so she asked, "What about the sister of this palace?" ”

Tian Xiang was stunned, didn't pay attention to the movements in his hands, and accidentally dragged Song Qinghuan.

Song Qinghuan immediately exclaimed, and before she could make a complaining voice, Tian Xiang had already knelt on the ground in horror.

"Your Highness forgives your sins, Your Highness forgives your sins, and the slave deserves to die."

She raised her hand to touch her hair and put it down, she sighed almost inaudibly, and said, "It's okay, you get up." ”

Tian Xiang trembled and raised her head, and there was still some horror in her beautiful eyes. Seeing that Song Qinghuan really didn't care, he was surprised.

She got busy, forced herself to calm down and went to get the ivory comb.

"If you're afraid, bring someone else."

Song Qinghuan didn't comfort Tian Xiang, firstly, she felt that the princess of a country would not do such a condescending thing, and secondly, how could she suppress them after she comforted her subordinates?

She is a superior person, not an innocent little girl.

Tian Xiang was very scared when she stayed, but she didn't dare to leave, so she hurriedly said: "The slave is not afraid, the slave and the maid have always made you like to comb your hair for you, and the slave and maid of others are not at ease." ”

"Then go ahead." Song Qinghuan had no intention of continuing to investigate.

Tian Xiang observed Song Qinghuan's expression while combing it, and saw that she was really not as angry as she imagined, so she said, "What Your Highness just said is Princess Yujia?" ”

Song Qinghuan thought about it, as if the group of people yesterday was called Princess Yujia, so she nodded.

"Which palace is Princess Yujia in?" Song Qinghuan felt the need to find this person.

Tian Xiang was puzzled, remembering that His Royal Highness said that she seemed to have lost her memory yesterday, and she breathed a sigh of relief, "Your Highness, Princess Yujia does not live in the palace, she lives in the Jin Palace." ”

"That's okay, I'll go out of the palace to find her today."

In the Jin Palace, there is no male master every day, Song Yujin is busy with official business every day, and there are not many days in the mansion.

Song Qinghuan came to the door, Menzi's expression was a little scared, and because of Song Qinghuan's coercion, he had to go to report.

When Yu Nuan heard that Song Qinghuan was coming, she probably had a bottom in her heart. If it was in the past, she would be gone, but now that the core has been changed in this bag, how can she not see it?

"Let her in. Like the wind, tell Ruxue to prepare some pastries. ”

Song Qinghuan entered the courtyard, and when she saw the girl in the plain skirt sitting on the swing eating fruit, she put aside the palace maid and finally relaxed a little.

She pondered for a moment, then shoutedβ€”

"That flowering child of Shandandan~"

This throat almost didn't choke Yu Nuan.

She coughed a few times, and Ruhua hurriedly gave her relief.

Yu Nuan understood, this person came to confirm her identity.

And soβ€”

"Red and glamorous~"

Song Yujin, who had just returned home: "......"

The person over there shouted again: "You are my little apple~"

Yu Nuan duet: "I don't love you too much~"

Song Yujin: The "......" worldview collapsed.

Song Qinghuan: "When the mountain peaks have no edges and corners~"

Song Yunuan: "When the river no longer flows~"

Song Qinghuan: "Noon on hoe day." ”

"Nothing is reliable."

"There's nothing to do."

"It's better to fight the landlord~"

"Fellow! Oh yes! Song Qinghuan let go at this time, rushed over, hugged Yu Nuan with a full embrace, and shouted: "Let's go, go fight the landlord." ”

Yu Nuan: "......" was speechless.

It's a sand sculpture, right? Why is the female president so coaxing on the news actually a sand sculpture?! God play with me!

It is impossible to fight the landlord naturally, Song Qinghuan walked to the embroidery bench with Yu Nuan on his shoulder, sat down, and then came over with a pair of star eyes and said, "When did you come over?" ”

Yu Nuan handed Song Qinghuan a fruit, and then said, "Ten years ago." ”

Song Qinghuan was taken aback, and immediately gave up his hand and said, "Senior! ”

The corners of Yu Nuan's mouth twitched, and she really couldn't equate the person in front of her with the strong woman in her memory.

"No, are you really Gong Ruqing? Founder of the Gong Group? "How do you feel that this person is not bright?

Song Qinghuan patted his bulging chest, and said arrogantly: "It's like a fake!" ”

"What did you do before?" Song Qinghuan's eyes were full of stars again.

"Freelancers."

Seeing that Yu Nuan didn't want to say more, Song Qinghuan didn't continue to ask.

"The time I traveled was May 20, 2020." Yu Nuan said suddenly.

Song Qinghuan was stunned for a moment, and said with some surprise: "I am June 20, 2020." ”

Yu Nuan was also stunned.

What's going on? The difference is one month, but in Song Lingguo, there is a difference of ten years.

Cuihua 001 couldn't help but interject, [This is the world of books, it's amazing enough to travel, and I'm still entangled in time there. 】

When Yu Nuan heard this, she also felt that she was thinking too much.

"Princess Chenghuan, Her Royal Highness the Princess, the prince is here." Bend down like the wind.

Yu Nuan wasn't sure if Song Qinghuan had read this novel, so she didn't rush to ask.

Song Yujin came in and looked at Song Qinghuan with displease.

Song Qinghuan tugged at Yu Nuan's sleeve and said, "This guy looks right, can you tease?" ”

Yu Nuan: "...... He's your own brother, the half-brother kind. "Where did this retardation come from? Drag it out to feed the dogs!

Although Yu Nuan said this, she did not deny Song Qinghuan's vision, can the male protagonist not look good?

Gentle as jade, a man with beautiful scenery.

The male protagonist in the romance novel, isn't that fairy?

It's a pity that you can't flirt.

"It's not early, Cheng Huan's body is just right, so don't stay out for too long. The king asked you to send you back to the palace. ”

Song Qinghuan looked at Yu Nuan, thought about it, and nodded.

She came today for only one purpose, and since she has achieved it, she can also return to the palace.

Yu Nuan discovered that this big guy is also a character who is easy to change faces, and he is a sand sculpture in front of her. But in front of others, that is a domineering female president.

Am I supposed to be honored?

Song Qinghuan was sent back to the palace by the people arranged by Song Yujin.

Song Yujin sat in Yunuan's courtyard for a while, and before leaving, she also advised, "Stay away from her in the future, if she provokes you, don't be polite, come to my brother if you have anything, and my brother will support you." ”

Yu Nuan nodded sweetly, overjoyed.

I have a brother and you don't, that's the reason for being willful.