Xuan Ruan looked at Yu Huan'er and Yu Yun'er who were hiding in the crowd, but he didn't want to waste time asking them anything, so he raised his feet and walked directly to the backyard.

The county lord immediately stopped: "Your Highness, there are many ladies in the backyard of the palace, and it is inconvenient for you to enter." ”

Xuan Ruan frowned and looked at the palace maid: "Then you go, look for Miss Hua carefully." ”

As she spoke, she walked up to the palace maid, lowered her voice and quickly added: "Go to the firewood room in the southeast corner to have a look." ”

The county lord gave the people around him a look: "You lead the way for this girl." ”

Xuan Soft watched the two of them walk forward one after the other, and was a little worried.

The physical fitness of the original owner is not good, and if he has been locked up for such a long time, he will definitely be uncomfortable with freezing.

Now that Song Qingyan's soul is in her body, the one who is uncomfortable is Song Qingyan.

The little girl pursed her mouth.

Although Song Qingyan clearly wanted to alienate her, he was Ah Yan, so she would still feel distressed.

In front, when the two maids walked to the cloister door in the backyard, they suddenly stopped.

Then the maid who had just been sent out by the county lord of the county king's mansion appeared in front of everyone with a anxious face.

The maid walked quickly to the county lord's side: "When the slave maid went to the firewood room to look, it was locked inside and there was a fire, and no matter how you knocked on the door, you couldn't open it. ”

The county lord's eyebrows were twisted, and when he saw the "prince", he said in a steady tone: "Let the mother not worry, everything is going well for the chrysanthemum banquet." ”

The maid stepped back cooperatively.

Xuan Soft listened to it all brightly, and his eyebrows relaxed.

can lock the door and ignite the fire, which shows that Song Qingyan is nothing serious.

Just as she thought, in the next moment, a petite figure walked out.

Song Qingyan's eyes fell on Xuan Soft for the first time, and the emotions in his eyes were indistinguishable.

After stopping, he said in a flat tone: "I've seen His Royal Highness the Prince, let's go back to the palace." ”

The little girl twisted her eyebrows: "Are you okay?" ”

Song Qingyan glanced at Ju Sihua and a few people: "It's okay." ”

After the words fell, he took the lead to walk outside the county king's mansion.

Xuan Ruan glanced at Ju Sihua before walking out.

As soon as the two of them left on the front foot, someone in the county king's mansion on the back foot shouted: "Oh no! The firewood room is on fire! ”

The little girl paused and grabbed Song Qingyan.

Song Qingyan used his strength to lead her to the carriage, and said in a light tone: "They are at a loss first, and they don't dare to trouble you." ”

Even if he dares to make trouble, he has a way to deal with it, and the final result will be that the Junwangfu will suffer this loss anyway.

"No," said the little girl, as she walked up to him, looking up and down, "I want to ask you that you didn't burn yourself, did you?" Or is it frozen? ”

She touched Song Qingyan's forehead with the back of her hand, and held his hand again: "It's so cold!" Get in the carriage. ”

Song Qingyan passively sped up, looking at the familiar self in front of him, and gradually overlapped with the appearance of the little girl.

It wasn't until he sat in the carriage that he let go of the complicated emotions in his eyes and pulled his hand out: "It's okay, I'm fine." ”

The hot face was attached to a cold ass, and the little girl sat down helplessly.

When I returned to the palace, it was almost time.

Xuan Ruan sent Song Qingyan to Fengluan Palace, watched him bow down and got out of the car, and stopped him: "Have you bathed today?" ”

Song Qingyan stopped at the car door.

This question puzzled him.

The little girl smiled in her eyes: "I took a bath before changing into new clothes today, so you can rest directly after you go back." ”

"But you...... Bathed? ”

Song Qingyan didn't.

He used to bathe at night before going to bed.

After being stunned for a moment, Song Qingyan spoke: "I've bathed." ”

When she got out of the car, the "little girl's" cheeks were red.

Xuan Ruan lifted the curtain and watched him walk into Fengluan Palace with slightly chaotic steps, and immediately laughed.