"You..." Song Yuqiu opened her mouth in panic and looked at the man, but it was difficult for her to continue.

It's those eyes. Unlike His Majesty's deep and spontaneous convincing momentum, King Jing also gave birth to a pair of eyes that are difficult for people to look at, but he is afraid that he will hook his soul. This is the ugliest eye that Song Yuxuan has ever seen King Jing. Who wouldn't want to have bright and captivating eyes in this world? But King Jing didn't like others to put such a pair of glasses on him. Coupled with the frivolity of his behavior at this moment, he lost more and more majesty.

Song Yuxuan strangled his neck with his nails, quickly restrained his mind, pushed him, jumped up and walked three steps, and then became a courtesy: "Concubine thank His Royal Highness King Jing!" ”

The worry is that King Jing wants to recall the past of the dark night, and Song Yusui finally injured it with a hairpin, with such a deep force, I am afraid that its hand will also have a scar. But Song Yusui did not lose his trust and favor with him because of this, because Song Yusui knew that he was a principled, far-sighted, and courageous person. "What's wrong with you?" Song Yuxuan asked. Unexpectedly, he chuckled and said, "When we met for the first time, were you so afraid of Song Yuxuan?" ”

First time meeting! Did he forget Song Yuxuan or pretended not to know how to embarrass the two of them. He stood in front of the window with a fan bone in his hand. "What wind do you want?" Song Yuxuan asked. His gaze was a little blank. "Fan, blow it!" Song Yuxuan said with a smile. Song Yuxuan couldn't guess what he meant, so he stroked the folds of his dress and said, "Why doesn't Your Highness wait for the Linhu Hall to blow here?" ”

He raised his eyebrows, squinted his eyes and smiled lightly at Song Yuxuan, "You shouldn't have deliberately waited for Song Yuxuan here!" What do you want to say to Song Yuxuan? ”

Obviously, Song Yusui asked him for it, but he turned out to be an army, and Song Yusui hit his mouth hatefully. "Song Yuqiu is talking about Song Yuxuan." He smiled and said nothing. "Then why don't you tell someone?" Song Yusui thought for a long time before he said the truth, and he smiled: "That's because you don't know Song Yuqiu." Thinking that night was still occupied by himself, he became more and more disgusted, but he still swallowed his anger, lowered his eyebrows and said indifferently: "It's just a coincidence, Your Highness has a lot of heart!" ”

He walked closer, "Coincidental, there are too many coincidences in the world," Song Yusui clearly saw the scar on the back of his hand, and he seemed to have the intention to show it to Song Yuqiu, saying: "On the night of Shouning and Xuan, Song Yusui was injured in the left hand by the palace maid in Yiqiu Garden, and the matter could not be found in the past, and after a closer look, she is also somewhat similar to Su Shunyi, isn't Su Shunyi another sister in the palace?" ”

He was with Song Yusui lightly and then heavily, and even wanted to find Song Yuqiu, and the villain sued first. "How do you know?" She suddenly asked Song Yuxuan. Song Yuxuan was stunned for a moment, and he didn't know how to answer. "Why doesn't Song Yuqiu remember?" She asked again. Song Yuxuan was stunned for a while. Song Yuxuan smiled and said: "Your Highness must be wrong, the concubine has been serving in the main hall that day, and everyone present that day saw it." The eldest princess also discussed with His Royal Highness that the concubine has no sister.

"Or misunderstood," King Jing stood there against the light, smiling long, like the moment when the blood lotus bloomed to confuse people's hearts, "But there is one thing that Song Yusui is absolutely not mistaken, stunning beauty, Song Yusui has never forgotten, Shouning played the pipa, remembering that the people in the room did not have your shadow, you, are still lying!" ”

King Gao Jing led the matter to the matter of the pipa, and said nonsense: "The concubine's appearance looks like autumn grass, and she doesn't have the appearance of Mrs. Mingzhen, if you add it to the dark, Your Highness will definitely omit it." ”

Song Yuxuan mentioned that Mrs. Mingzhen and King Jing's eyes were fixed, but it was only a momentary matter. When he was in the court, he once said to Song Yuqiu: "Look at the stamens on the flower, is it Song Yuqiu's?" Song Yuxuan replied: "No! He smiled and nodded. quickly replied to that frivolous demeanor, took out a tangli golden hairpin from his sleeve and showed it to Song Yuxuan under the light, "But when the palace maid escaped, she also dropped a hairpin!" ”

"Does Your Highness want to use the golden hairpin to find it? The palace is highly hierarchical, and although it is cumbersome to find someone with a golden hairpin, it is not impossible. Song Yuqiu said to him: "If you can find her outside the palace, Song Yuxuan will bring her back to the palace." He shook his head with a smile, as if he didn't believe Song Yuqiu's words, and said, "Song Yuxuan knows, but he can't do this." Song Yuxuan hurriedly asked, and as soon as the words fell, he realized that a smile had amplified in his eyes, and added: "It is rumored in the palace that His Royal Highness King Jing is generous and benevolent, why bother to mobilize the people to make it difficult for a palace maid now?" It's better to throw away the hairpin, and the two get to know each other better! ”

King Jing has a very good reputation among the palace maids, and the palace maids of Sichun are close to each other, but although King Jing favors many concubines, he has never heard of his light palace maids, and the palace maids are called handsome and gentle, and humble gentlemen. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes that night, Song Yuxuan would have believed it. When King Jing was walking in the palace that day, a beautiful woman ran up to King Jing and said, "My lord, who is your beautiful concubine?" King Jing glanced at her and said, "What's your name?" However, what King Jing put in front of Song Yuxuan was all a light image, and he didn't seem to plan to change the status quo.

"Song Yusui doesn't pursue it," King Jing Ruo seemed to have a left hand coat out of nowhere, which seemed to emphasize the dark scar, "But that hairpin Song Yusui is still kept, the first time a young lady poked the hairpin to Song Yuxuan, Song Yusui wants to keep it as a memorial." ”

Song Yusui squeezed a few dry laughs, and then rushed out on the grounds of a headache, Song Yusui walked on the gravel path, and he could also feel King Jing's eyes shooting over, he still recognized it, but he pretended not to know like Song Yuqiu.

Sure enough, he said that his mouth hit his mouth, and Song Yuqiu really had a headache. Biru brought a bowl of tea, and she said, "Miss Biru, what do you want to drink?" Song Yuqiu looked at her and didn't speak, just pointed to the teapot on the table. After returning to Lan Ruotang, Biru waited for Song Yuqiu to take off her dress and change into a goose-yellow silver silk dark flower regular clothes, drinking green and holding the freshly boiled wolfberry stewed chicken soup, Song Yuqiu didn't have an appetite yet, so she asked her to take it back, drinking green and pouting and complaining that it was not easy to stew, Song Yuqiu barely scooped up two or three tablespoons.

At dusk, he leaned on the velvet soft couch and asked Biru to help rub his temples, and Cai Lan hurriedly came to report, and Song Yingche came. "What's wrong? Song Yuxuan's illness has occurred again?" Yes! Look at that map!" Bi Ru on the velvet soft pillow said as she picked up a picture and looked at it carefully. Before she could say the second half, Song Yingche stepped into the hall without saying a word.

We asked Jiang Chuan what happened with his eyes, and Song Yingche waved his sleeves and sent away the maids in the palace. Jiang Chuan said: "Song Yuxuan is here, but you are there." Song Yuqiu knew that he was scolding Song Yuqiu. Song Yuxuan knew that this was a habit of his. Song Yuqiu didn't know anything except Song Yingche's full stomach, she didn't even know how to advise, she was so tired that she could only sit in front of the couch with Song Yingche and didn't say anything.