Song Yuanwen felt that this comfort came from under Shen Yanzhi's unforgiving lips, but it seemed like her fault.

"Your Highness." Chunhua came out of the palace, and saw the little marquis who His Highness often hated, looking at His Highness who was crying with tears, with a smile, and hurriedly ran over to maintain it.

"Meet the little marquis."

Chunhua saluted towards Shen Yanqi, and wanted to cover Song Yuan's wife without a trace.

Chunhua is taller than the eleven-year-old Song Yuan's wife, naturally covering up the figure of His Royal Highness, facing the impression of the little marquis of the Shen family, Chunhua is faintly afraid in his heart, he has been to the battlefield once since he was young, and the little marquis who has stabbed the enemy army at the age of ten, Chunhua is afraid of death, but he thinks of the Son of Heaven behind the Fifth Highness.

She resolutely chose the Fifth Highness.

Shen Yanzhi couldn't see the girl's face, remembering that her eyes were full of tears, the corners of her eyebrows were slightly frowned, and this place in the cold palace was not suitable for her.

He wanted to say a few words to her, but the maid didn't look at her, and she cowered and pretended to be dead.

"Chunhua."

Song Yuan's wife spoke, and Chunhua slowly let go, but only took a small step back and stood behind the girl, always acting as a protective gesture.

Song Yuan was helpless and patted Chunhua's hand, "Aunt Chunhua, I'm a little cold, help me get a stove." ”

As soon as her words fell, Shen Yanzhi and Chunhua's eyes moved to her.

Chunhua saw His Royal Highness nodding, thinking that this was in the palace, and the little marquis would not be able to do anything even if he was bold, so he retreated.

Shen Yanzhi wanted to take off the off-the-shoulder soft fox fur and give it to her, but she walked straight towards her, took his hand and went down the corridor.

He looked at the hands of the two of them, and his eyebrows were full of smiles, but Song Yuan's wife turned her back to him and didn't notice.

"It's snowing outside, and you can take shelter from the snow inside the corridor." Song Yuanwen walked into the corridor and turned around and whispered.

Shen Yanzhi's face changed extremely quickly, and Song Yuan's wife turned around and saw the young man's awkward cheeks, and her eyes followed him to his hand, and then she hurriedly let go of her hand.

"It's snowing outside, and it's small but it's cold."

Seeing Shen Yanzhi's familiar face looking directly at herself, Song Yuan's wife was also a little unacceptable, in her previous life, the two of them hated each other, and they had to go back and wash them hundreds and eighty times even after touching each other.

It's just that I didn't expect that later, the two would have a peaceful conversation for a day, although it was only for a few minutes, but Song Yuanwen knew that she had seen the wrong person.

"You care about me?" Shen Yanzhi approached, and the young man's warm breath and sandalwood fragrance were involved in the tip of Song Yuan's nose, which smelled very good, so that Song Yuan's wife, who had stayed in the cold palace and had not been exposed to the smell of balm, couldn't help but sniff.

Shen Yanzhi was stunned, his body stiffened, but looking at the girl's tender white face leaning over, he thought about getting closer in his heart, but remembering the girl's prank, he still couldn't help but push her, "Such a blatant teasing of a young man from a good family, His Royal Highness has really done it to the extreme." ”

Song Yuan's wife was pushed by him and said, her face blushed, but she had experienced things anyway, and she thought that Shen Yanzhi was really annoying, obviously good things can be said clearly, why did she not come against herself in her previous life.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have been deceived by others for so many years, and finally died tragically, Song Yuanwen stared at the young man with hatred, and she couldn't say anything well, and it was such a flamboyant tongue in her previous life that made her misunderstand.

"You can't talk well?" Song Yuanwen couldn't help but say it.

Shen Yanzhi looked at her and smiled, "Why can't Ben Hou talk well, but His Royal Highness took Ben Hou's hand first?" But His Royal Highness is intimate with Benhou first? ”