Chu Yan's voice made Luan Qingyun on the side look sideways slightly, she glanced at this Chu guard with a little displeasure, pursed her lips but didn't say much.

Song Huai'an walked into his room as if he hadn't heard it, holding the letterhead.

Once inside, she closed the door, wiped her eyes hastily, and set the letter aside.

Song Huai'an lay on the bed for a long time and sighed.

In fact, this is also expected, people's feelings are the most uncontrollable thing, she is a mortal, and she has a different mind for that person, which is completely natural, naturally, and it comes naturally.

Who can resist a hero-like overture.

Song Huai'an thought about it, and felt more and more reasonable, and her momentary miss was the same as the law of nature.

It's just a normal phenomenon.

Chu Yan chased all the way to the door, and finally stopped, he didn't know what the master wrote to make Song Huaian have such a big reaction, but about the master's wife, he didn't want to ask more, so he only wrinkled his eyebrows and waited outside.

Song Huaian didn't come out for dinner that day, but when she pushed open the door the next day, she looked refreshed.

Chu Yan stayed all night, and seeing her natural expression, although there were still some doubts, it quickly dissipated, and it was good to return to normal no matter what.

"Chu Yan?"

Song Huaian looked at the young man's slightly blue and black eyes, a little helpless.

"This is the Guogong Mansion, no matter how bold anyone is, they don't dare to do anything to me here, do you still need to stay up all night?"

Chu Yan said in his heart that he was really kind to be treated as a donkey's liver and lungs, but he didn't complain anything, just rubbed his eyes and asked.

"Madame, are you going to do anything today?"

Song Huai'an looked at the young man's slightly tired expression, so he shook his head.

"Don't go anywhere, it's in the house, you go and rest......"

Song Huai'an recently began to learn to ponder the handmade cross-stitch and weaving that he had never been able to endure back then, and he lived quite freely.

In terms of pastime, she Song Huaian thought that she still had some brushes.

Chu Yan nodded when he heard this, bowed and bowed, then turned around and retreated, but when he walked out of the courtyard, Fang Qiao met Luan Qingyun, who came to take care of Song Huai'an as usual, and he wanted to say hello, but before he could speak, the female general passed by him.

Chu Yan touched his chin and glanced back.

The woman's back was straight, and when she saw Song Huai'an, she was as respectful and calm as ever.

So......

Was he just thinking too much?

Chu Yan picked up the long sword and yawned, saying that the night at this border was really cold, and he should not care about this kind of vigil, but for some reason last night was just one night, and he actually felt extremely tired.

Pressing his forehead, Chu Yan returned to his room, his room was close to Song Huai'an's courtyard, generally speaking, with his ear power, if there was any unusual noise outside, he could quickly detect it.

It's just that this time when Chu Yan closed his eyes, he quickly fell asleep, and he didn't hear the voice of the guards calling "Cheng Shizi" outside the courtyard.

Song Huai'an was staring at the needle in front of her at this time, she had worn it five or six times, this line just couldn't get by, she was thinking that she could barely mix into half a talented woman by practicing her skills in the Guogong Mansion these days, but she was actually trapped in the first level, which was very annoying.

When Cheng Mofang stepped into the mansion, he saw Song Huai'an with a melancholy face, and Sven's face couldn't help but smile.

"Princess Jing, what's wrong?"

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