In the previous life, Song Yuan's wife almost rewarded people with Shen Yanzhi's evil, if anyone could tell Shen Yanzhi's shortcomings and various ways to die in the book, as long as it was about Shen Yanzhi, they could all be exchanged for silver.

This is Song Yuan's approach to Shen Yanzhi in her previous life, and now that it is the advantages of Shen Yanzhi, Song Yuan's wife can't confide in it after thinking about a few temporarily, and she just discovered these words.

Although Shen Yanzhi is good, after all, he has been disgusted for so many years, and he found out for a while that the bad guy turned out to be a good person, and the attitude and thoughts of the whole person have not had time to change.

Shen Yanzhi saw that Song Yuan's wife was silent, thinking that she was sad because she couldn't get out, so after thinking about it, she came over and whispered, "You will go out, wait a few days, the emperor has found evidence of the prince's innocence, and the queen will also come out of the cold palace, and you will still be a princess at that time." ”

The young man's comforting voice was stiff, but it warmed the whole heart like a stove in Song Yuan's heart.

She raised her eyes to look at him, her eyes were red because she recalled the sentimentality of the past, but she was mistaken for sad by the young man, and patted Song Yuan's head with his immature palm, and comforted, "Don't worry, I will help you, if you are afraid, I will often come to see the flowers and plants here in the future and take a look at you by the way, is this good?" ”

Song Yuanwen chuckled, how did he always warm people's hearts in the first half, and cool their hearts in the second half.

Is it so hard to see her?

"Twitter."

A few animal cries sounded in the snow, although it was small, but Song Yuanwen had heard it in the dark, and her face was startled, but there was no one around.

"Did you hear that?" Shen Yanzhi was surprised, she could actually understand Shen Jiajun's secret whistle?

When Song Yuanwen heard the young man ask, she suddenly remembered where she seemed to have heard it, wasn't this the song that Shen Yanzhi played to herself in front of her coffin in her previous life? Ugly to death.

"The Seven Princes are here." Shen Yanzhi looked at her, and originally wanted to ask her about Shen Jiajun's secret whistle, but when she looked at her with a confused expression, it seemed that she had guessed wrong.

Thinking of the people outside the door, Shen Yanzhi pursed his lips, he felt that Song Yuan was always well-behaved and docile when she was alone, but when she met about An Guifei and the Seventh Prince, she always seemed to be a different person.

He doesn't like the kind of person who is partial to others, and seems to look at the world with malice.

"You ,,," Shen Yanzhi wanted to talk to her, but remembering that she didn't like others to say bad things about the Seventh Prince, she pursed her lips and was about to leave, but she couldn't help but speak when she stepped out, "The words of the Seventh Prince, you have to listen to it carefully, don't agree all at once, stupid, you are a smart fool." ”

Song Yuanwen was stunned, and turned around to ask him what he wanted to tell himself?

Looking back, the figure of the young man had disappeared, as if nothing existed, like a fantasy for her.

Shen Yanzhi had already reminded himself.

The smile on the corner of Song Yuan's lips froze in place, she remembered a little memory of the past, it seemed that it was also at this time, Shen Yanzhi said the same thing to herself, at that time, she only wanted to go out, and gave the drawings of the production of the arms to the Seventh Prince, and asked him to plan to let her out, but when she came out, it became an obstacle.

Song Yuanwen wanted to laugh, and wanted to see how her younger brother, who was in the palm of her hand, acted so exquisitely.

"Sister Huang." Familiar yet unfamiliar voices slowly surged towards him.

Song Yuanwen raised her eyes, and saw Song Jinyu, who was two years younger than herself, walking towards her, and the nine-year-old boy was slowly growing taller, he looked at her at eye level, and his eyes seemed to be innocent and romantic.