Shen Quannan still didn't say a word, but his eagle-like eyes stared at the peach blossom face of the woman in front of him.

Although her appearance is still pretty, her instinct still tells him that the puppet in front of him is different from before.

He doesn't even know which one is the real Song Qiusang now.

This pair of skins never mattered to him.

Even if the eldest lady of the Song family is ugly and saltless, as long as she has a true heart, he will treat it as a treasure.

Stretched out his hand and pulled the woman in front of him domineeringly.

But who knew that Song Qiusang's flexible wrist flicked and directly buckled three inches on his wrist.

Shen Quannan's sword eyebrows folded, when his princess would know how to heal, he had never heard of.

At this moment, he pressed his doubts in his heart, and the future was long, and he was not in a hurry now.

After a long time, Song Qiusang let go of his hand.

It's just that in the next second, she was suddenly pulled into a warm and thick embrace.

All around was the clear breath of a man.

Song Qiusang was just instinctively stunned for a moment, and then raised his arms and wrapped his arms around the man's strong and powerful waist.

The position of the hearts of the two people fits together.

The warm breath on his face made Song Qiusang close his eyes.

She lifted her chin slightly, just waiting for the tenderness she had never experienced.

It's just that after a long time, the kiss she was expecting did not fall.

Shen Quannan just picked a strand of hair from her face.

Song Qiusang had a look of anger on her face, and she realized that she had been tricked.

I always thought that His Royal Highness the Night King was not smiling, and he was upright.

He is a humble gentleman.

It's just that I didn't expect the God of War to occasionally make people palpitate like this.

"What? Does the prince miss me? ”

Song Qiusang had a wicked smile on his face, like a kitten who had succeeded in stealing.

seemed to be nothing, scratching Shen Quannan's heart one by one.

Shen Quannan tightened his arms abruptly, bringing the two of them closer to each other. He still has many doubts in his mind that he can't be sure.

As if punishing, he lowered his voice and muttered in Song Qiusang's ear.

"What do you say? I thought you were deceiving me, but once you left, you won't return. ”

Although Shen Quannan's voice sounded flat.

But Song Qiusang felt that he was a little aggrieved between the lines.

The guilt and apology of her previous life made her unable to resist, she snuggled in Shen Quannan's arms like this, and didn't want to leave.

After a long time, the two slowly separated.

"You're the one who shot out on the street that day and helped me catch the person spreading the rumors, right?"

"Hmm!"

"Then why didn't you show up that day? Don't let me thank you in person. ”

"There's no need."

Shen's voice did not fluctuate.

But Song Qiusang inexplicably felt a pain in his heart.

It seems that this man has not believed her 100% yet, indeed, what she has done in the past is really chilling.

Turning things around now doesn't happen overnight.

Not long ago, she wanted to elope with another man and refused to marry into the Night King's Mansion.

But why did it change so much in an instant?

"That's what your husband should do, you don't have to be polite, you have to go back today?"

What Shen Quannan said was a tiger and wolf.

Although this is not the most sensual love story, every word tugs at Song Qiusang's heartstrings.

It is rare for her to show a unique posture of her little daughter's family.

"What did the prince say? Of course we want to go back, but we haven't married yet. ”

The two of them got along easily and harmoniously this time, full of affection.

But the Shilang's Mansion was a different and tense scene.

Since Song Qiusang left, the old lady acted vigorously and changed all the minions in each courtyard with a thunderous hand.

Song Yuande knew what the old lady meant, and he didn't care about the affairs in the backyard, letting the old lady toss.

Song Wan'er has never been out of her broken jade xuan since she injured her leg that day.

On a spring afternoon, the people are also listless and drowsy.

Only the second lady was not sleepy, her eyes were staring at the wind and grass in the yard in a daze.

Aunt Lin was so distressed when she saw her baby daughter's unhappy appearance.

"Mother's little heart, how can you always do this without eating or drinking? Seeing that it was a palace banquet, if your injuries had not healed at that time and you could not attend, it would not be a cheap little slut Song Qiusang. ”

Hearing Song Qiusang's name, a trace of hatred appeared on Song Wan'er's face.

"Mother, you are really unlucky, what you do to mention her well, it's all because of that slut, His Royal Highness the Emperor Sun doesn't even look at me now."

Aunt Lin looked at her daughter's grief and could only shake her head helplessly.

Song Wan'er is good at everything, but she is too young and doesn't know some people who are sophisticated, and men are unreliable in the end.

Only when all you hold in your hands is money, you will never betray and live up to it.

"Silly girl, why do you think so much, the future is long, as long as we plan well, Song Qiusang is just a cheap girl with shallow eyelids and soft ears, are you still afraid that she will not be able to turn out of the sky?"

Listening to her mother's words, Song Wan'er seemed to have found her spirit again, and there was a resentful light in her eyes.

"Yes, mother, you are right, when the time comes, even the old pious woman in the family can be done together in the future, and at that time, the Song Mansion can be decided by our mother."

Song Wan'er rekindled her fighting spirit, and Song Qiusang disdained to know what she had done.

In the palace, it is not at all deserted and depressed.

Song Qiusang was not unfamiliar at all, and directly regarded this place as his home.

When Shen Quannan walked over, he saw that she was holding a large pair of scissors in her hand, pruning a begonia flower tree.

The angular branches of flowers fell in the scissors in her hand.

A young girl wearing a bright red Luo skirt stood under a begonia flower tree.

The peach blossoms on the human face reflect each other, and it seems that people are more delicate than flowers.

Such a rare beauty, Shen Quannan was directly intoxicated and stunned.

Hearing the sound behind him, Song Qiusang turned his head with a smile in his eyes, and saw His Royal Highness the Night King who was looking at him in a daze, he lost his usual coldness, and added a touch of tenderness.

Song Qiusang suddenly felt that the man in front of him was the best-looking in the world.

"Why do you look at this king with such eyes?"

"The prince is good-looking, isn't it okay to take a look at it more?"

With a sly smile on his face, Song Qiusang did not answer the rhetorical question.

Such a straightforward answer is obviously somewhat unexpected.

Shen Quannan hooked the corners of his mouth.

"It's a blessing that this king's appearance has also caught the eyes of the eldest lady."

Song Qiusang originally wanted to joke with him, but she suddenly realized what kind of impact her previous actions had on this man, and a sense of guilt arose.

She cursed in her heart, put the scissors in her hand aside, and walked in front of Shen Quannan with a roar.

As if the youngest daughter was coquettish, she looked at him full of admiration and raised her head.

"Lord Wang, what do you mean by this?"