Song Yuan shook his fan, and when he returned to the Guangping Palace absentmindedly, he was stopped by the guards at the door.

"Princess, the princess ordered the princess to come down and let the princess go back to the palace and go to the study to see the prince!"

"yes, got it."

Song Yuan was awakened when he was thinking and didn't care, nodded and closed the fan, turned the handle of the fan and went to Xiahou Jinshan's study.

When Song Yuan pushed the door open, Xiahou Jinshan was reviewing the official documents.

Xiahou Jinshan glanced up at her, "Come and sharpen the ink." ”

Song Yuan shrugged his shoulders and stuffed the fan into the belt at the back of his waist, then walked to the table and began to grind with low eyebrows.

It doesn't look like he's looking for something today.

Xiahou Jinshan is a diligent person.

What can be done in advance will never be put off to do later.

Although it is a rare respite now, it has also sent a lot of official documents.

The whole study room was quiet except for the sound of flipping through official documents and touching ink blocks and inkstones.

After Xiahou Jinshan finished dipping in ink, he raised his chin at Song Yuanyang.

Song Yuan immediately understood, poured tea into the small hand pot and continued to grind, and added new ink to Xiahou Jinshan.

Song Yuan thought to himself, it's all for the sake of your chin looking good.

I have to say that when Xiahou Jinshan doesn't speak, it's somewhat pleasing to the eye.

When you run out, add new ink.

When you run out of new ink, you add more.

The ink with ice chips and sandalwood exudes a clear and shallow aroma from time to time.

Song Yuan listened to the sound of Xiahou Jinshan flipping through the official documents, and calmed down for no reason.

Nothing is to stop thinking about it.

Just concentrate on grinding.

The light of the sun shifted inch by inch, and gradually moved to the west.

The light in the study also dimmed inadvertently.

Xiahou Jinshan finally closed the last official document and put down the pen.

And Song Yuan is still grinding ink without a match.

It's not too tiring.

Xiahou Jinshan tilted his head to look at her, and he also felt a lot calmer.

Since she came in and started grinding ink, he didn't even have any distractions.

Today I am a little more obedient.

She used to wear men's clothes, but she was also heroic and cool.

If he hadn't known that this was his princess, he would have mistaken this for a handsome and dashing young man.

Today is a little different.

Although he was also wearing men's clothes, when he studied the ink, it looked like a statue of a boy enshrined next to the statue of a temple god.

The forehead is smooth and full.

Unlike many women's thin and even somewhat sunken faces.

Not a little more, not a little less.

It's just right.

Xiahou Jinshan reached out and pulled her to his side for no reason, his arm was slightly raised, and Song Yuan looked up again and was already sitting in his arms.

"Lord Wang......" Song Yuan called out in some surprise, and was about to struggle to get up, but Xiahou Jinshan pressed her back.

"The princess is well-behaved, don't let this king guarantee that you won't suffer......"

Xiahou Jinshan said as he reached out and patted her buttocks twice as a warning.

Song Yuan was very embarrassed, but he had a bad attack for a while.

What's more, this Xiahou Jinshan's arm is like that iron tong.

Song Yuan was a little deflated when he thought about it.

Can't beat it.

Song Yuan saw that he didn't make any other moves, so he had to let him hold him like this.

Song Yuan bit his lip, and in the mood of being at ease when he came, he put his head on his shoulder and found the most comfortable position to start resting.

After studying ink for most of the day, she suddenly felt a little tired when she stopped.

Song Yuan nodded secretly.

Wide enough, strong enough.

No more, no less.

No firewood, no hard, no soft.

This shoulder is great for pillows.

Xiahou Jinshan originally planned to come to her to find some trouble.

But now that I saw her low-eyed appearance, I forgot why I was angry before.

At the moment, my heart is very calm, but I want to hug her.

Now that the war is imminent, there are not many opportunities to be as warm as now.

Coming back from the battlefield, it can be a few months or a year or two, but if the battle is long, it may take several years.

I don't know what year or month it will be when I come back next time.

Xiahou Jinshan stroked her hair, but he thought in his heart that it would be good if this woman could be so well-behaved all the time.

After the war, how should she be settled?

In the past, he was like an arrogant cat.

Day after day.

Also eat more.

If there is a day when the country is ruined and the family is destroyed, I don't know what it will be like to cry?

Xiahou Jinshan was already thinking about how to place her after this expedition.

It's best to say hello to Xiahou Yuan and ground her in the mansion.

As soon as the war goes on, her situation will become awkward.

In the past, she was a hot upstart in Changwu City, but once she became the princess of Daze who was requisitioned.

What an awkward situation?

It's always better to be grounded than to go out and get angry in the future.

Originally, Daqi and Daze were close to each other.

Leave Princess Wuyang in Changwu in case of attacking Daze in the future.

Such a trick may not be a great deal among other countries.

But if you put it in Daze, it's different.

The royal family of Osawa is different from the royal families of other countries, and there are many princes and princesses.

Some lords have so many children that they may not be able to recognize them all.

But the Osawa Imperial Family is different.

The royal family of Osawa is notoriously thin.

It's not just the prince, it's not even the princess.

Once there is less blood, there will be more family affection.

Each one of them has been pampered and brought up.

Therefore, the attitude of the royal family of Daze towards their princess is naturally different from that of other countries.

In the coming day, if Princess Wuyang is in hand, it will be of some use.

Xiahou Jinshan's thoughts drifted far away for a while.

Thinks a lot.

When he lowered his head again, he found that the woman had fallen asleep on his shoulder.

The slender neck is like fine white porcelain.

Delicate.

Also fragile.

It seems that it will break if you are not careful.

The mouth also moves occasionally.

It's like a cat tossed to exhaustion.

Xiahou Jinshan saw that the corners of his lips were slightly raised, but it was not easy to wake her up.

Picking her up lightly, she went into the inner room behind the study.