A few days later

Song Qiusang was sitting in front of the dresser, and asked Danqing to dress up.

Danqing gave Song Qiusang a flying bun, and inserted a butterfly tassel for her, which shone in the sun.

"Miss, His Royal Highness the Night King has come down."

The beaded curtain was lifted, and the little maid hurriedly came in to report.

Song Qiusang was stunned, why did he come so soon?

"Why did the prince say that he was looking for me?"

The maidservant answered: "The prince said that he wanted to invite the young lady to go to the palace to see the saint together. ”

Song Qiusang knew that he had already mentioned the marriage to the emperor.

I thought it would take at least a few days for him to come to the door again, but only three days had passed.

But since he came, naturally he couldn't be slow down.

"First ask the prince to go to the front hall and wait for a while, and I will go immediately."

Song Qiusang explained to the maid, and the maid took the order and left.

Danqing couldn't help but smile and quipped: "It seems that the prince can't wait to see Miss early." ”

Song Qiusang glanced at Danqing in annoyance when he heard this, "Don't figure out his thoughts here." ”

Danqing hurriedly shut up, "It's the slave who said the wrong thing." ”

Song Qiusang shook his head and didn't blame her anymore.

Just after finishing her makeup, she was accompanied by Danqing and prepared to go to the front hall.

As soon as I went out of the yard, I met Song Yun'er head-on.

Song Yun'er was holding her stomach and had nowhere to vent, and when she bumped into Song Qiusang, she couldn't help it.

"My sister has spent so much effort to dress up, could it be that she has made an appointment with someone to meet? I wonder if His Highness the Night King knows about this? ”

She didn't know that when Shen Quannan arrived in the mansion, she was sneering as soon as she came out.

Song Qiusang didn't want to entangle with her too much and wanted to leave, but the next moment, a cold voice suddenly sounded.

"When will it be your turn to ask this king to meet the future princess?"

As soon as Song Yun'er turned around, she met Shen Quannan's cold eyes and was startled.

"My sister is just joking with my sister, and I hope the prince will forgive me."

Song Yun'er clenched her hands, endured the unwillingness in her heart, and reluctantly apologized to Song Qiusang.

Song Qiusang said in a light tone: "It's good that my sister knows her mistakes, don't make mistakes in the future, otherwise the prince is not as easy to talk to as I am." ”

Shen Quannan glanced at Song Qiusang, and a smile appeared in his eyes, "What Sang'er said is that this king will not give some people a second chance. ”

"What my sister said is that my sister will be cautious in her words and deeds in the future."

Song Yun'er almost crushed a mouthful of silver teeth and squeezed out this sentence from between her teeth.

"My sister had better be able to do it."

Song Qiusang's tone was understated, and he didn't think much about it, after all, he still had to enter the palace to face the saint.

Shen Quannan turned his gaze to Song Qiusang, "It's time to enter the palace, the time is almost up." ”

When facing Song Qiusang, his eyebrows softened a little, and the corners of his lips hooked a smile.

"Okay."

Song Qiusang nodded slightly, and with his escort, he moved outside the mansion and got into the carriage with his skirt.

The carriage was filled with a faint fragrance of pine wood, which was exactly the same as the smell on his body, which made Song Qiusang feel like he was on pins and needles.

In his previous life, every time he met him, he was-for-tat, and the two were like enemies.

So much so that I have forgotten the last time I was alone with him without incident.

She tried to let herself go, and her thoughts drifted away unconsciously.

until the carriage stopped.

"Here we are."

He reminded aloud.

Song Qiusang came back to his senses and saw that he was already waiting under the car.

He stretched out his bony hand, spread it out and handed it to Song Qiusang.

Song Qiusang hesitated for a moment before putting his hand in his palm.

The scorching temperature of his palm was transmitted to Song Qiusang's hand, and her heart trembled, and she met his deep eyes.

"It's time to go."

His voice was a little hoarse, and Song Qiusang's earlobes were slightly red, and he said hello.

Shen Quannan pulled Song Qiusang with a slight force, and she was pulled off the carriage by him, thinking that he would let go of his hand immediately.

But he didn't plan to let go of his hand, Song Qiusang glanced at him, "Lord Wang? There was a hint of confusion in her voice.

Shen Quannan let go of his hand and coughed, "Father should have been waiting for a long time." ”

There was a faint hint of panic in his voice.

Song Qiusang didn't think through his thoughts, but he still followed him to speed up his pace and hurried to Chaoyang Palace.