Zhao Cheng raised his eyes and glanced at her, and said, "Go back first, I've already prepared breakfast." ”

Song was stunned for a moment, "Huh? When? ”

Zhao Cheng did not answer her words, but waved the reins, and the horse picked up speed and stepped in the direction of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Where the horses passed, everyone ordered them to automatically give way to the road and retreat, and this road can be regarded as a swagger.

When he arrived at the Prime Minister's Mansion, Zhao Cheng's men forcefully hugged Song Qing and turned over and got off the horse.

Song Qing felt a little floating when he landed under his feet, and his head was still a little dizzy, "It turns out that I am not only dizzy for cars, but also for carriages, and even for horseback riding." ”

“……”

Zhao Cheng glanced at Song Qing and shook his head helplessly.

The gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

The housekeeper who was waiting there saw Zhao Cheng and them coming, and immediately stepped forward and saluted respectfully.

"Xiangye, Miss Song, you're back. The hot water is ready, so go freshen up first. And breakfast has been prepared. ”

"In addition, someone from the palace came before, and it was said that it was ......" Speaking of this, the housekeeper paused and glanced at Song Qing.

Seeing this, Song Qing knew that there must be something bad to say to her in front of her.

"Well, I'll wash my face and change my clothes first." Song chuckled as he spoke, picked up the hem of his skirt and turned in the direction of his yard.

And Zhao Cheng's gaze was as if nothing was following her. It wasn't until her figure walked away that he faintly withdrew his gaze.

"What?"

"Someone came to the palace early this morning, saying that the emperor had decreed that you would bring Miss Song into the palace for an audience." Speaking of this, Steward Chen paused, sweating a little on his forehead.

He felt that his next conversation might hurt the pond fish.

"In addition, the old slave got the news early in the morning that the prince met the queen mother last night and intended to marry Miss Song as a side concubine."

The air froze instantly.

In such an atmosphere, the sound of the leaves in the yard is too hairy.

"What did you just say?"

The deep voice was unhurried, and sounded calm, as if he was just asking something very ordinary. But it's so calm, but it makes people feel a chill down their spines.

Butler: "The prince's people before wanted to get close to Miss Song intentionally or unintentionally. However, after knowing that there was a master sitting next to Miss, he didn't dare to act rashly. And last night, the prince entered the palace to meet the queen mother, saying that he intended to marry Miss Song as a side concubine. ”

Zhao Cheng looked up in the direction of the Prince's Mansion, and his eyes were full of cold anger.

"Heh......"

With a sneer, Zhao Cheng waved his hand and strode in the direction of his courtyard.

Didn't say a word the whole time. But behind him, Steward Chen felt that at this moment, with their prime minister as the center, ice slag was falling within a radius of ten miles.

Next, until he walked into the 'Still Water Residence', Zhao Cheng's face was not good-looking.

"Someone."

His voice fell, and the figure in the courtyard flashed, and soon two men in black appeared.

"What does the Lord command?"

"Go, burn the prince's secret villages in the imperial capital to me."

Secret Guard? The first reaction was that the Lord was going to do something again.

"Yes? The subordinates will do it. ”

……

Inside the Holly Garden at this time? Song took a hot bath and changed into clean clothes? Just sit in front of the mirror and wipe your hair with a towel.

Watching your wet hair curl together? Song rubbed his hair lightly and couldn't help muttering.

"If only I had a hair dryer to blow my hair."

Song gently wiped his hair with a towel until he felt that the water vapor had almost evaporated and would not drip anymore? Only then did he put the towel down.

I straightened the hair that was scattered over my shoulders with my hands, and it seemed to have grown a lot.

When his hand stroked the hair around his neck, Song was stunned. Fingers caress yourself close to your shoulders.

It hurts slightly.

The bruised tooth marks are very conspicuous.

Fingers pause.

Song Qing turned her head slightly, and sure enough, she didn't just have a tooth mark on her shoulder? There are also some discordant lower marks on the neck.

The image of him biting on her neck flashed in her mind, and her face turned uncontrollably red.

"I'm usually serious, but I didn't expect this man to bite when he was drunk."

Thinking of him, Song Qing could obviously feel the feeling of his heartbeat accelerating.

Reach out and cover your chest.

"It's hopeless."

"It turns out that this is the legendary lovesickness."

Song lightly combed his hair with his fingers, then picked up the pair of goose buns and stuck them in his hair. I didn't have time to wait for my hair to dry, so I got up and walked out of the room.

I was so hungry.

Want to go to dinner first? Otherwise, she felt like she might be out of her body.

There is no dinner in Holly Court today.

Usually when Zhao Cheng is there, Song Qing eats in the main hall of Jingshui Residence, so the Prime Minister's Mansion seems to have acquiesced, as long as Zhao Cheng is in the mansion, she eats with Zhao Cheng.

Breakfast was hearty? It looks appetizing.

Song didn't see Zhao Cheng when he arrived? glanced at the table, and didn't care, waiting for Zhao Cheng to pick it up and eat it himself. She hadn't eaten since yesterday afternoon.

Crystal dumplings.

Tastes good.

And what kind of porridge is this? It's also delicious, and you can't stop eating it. Song Qing felt as if he had just been released from a prison cell at the moment.

Commonly known as the reincarnation of a starving ghost.

Wait for Zhao Cheng to wash up? When you changed your clothes and walked into the main hall? She's pretty much eaten.

Song Qing glanced up at him.

Or a black dress with long inky hair? It's just that he doesn't have his hair tied now, and his long inky hair is casually draped over his shoulders.

"The third master has eaten, it's quite light, just right for people like you who are drunk."

"Hmm."

Zhao Cheng answered, walked to Song Qing and sat down.

Seeing him sit down to eat, Song Qing couldn't help but look at him again, no, to be precise, on his long hair that was already dry and flowing.

Song Qing glanced down at his hair, and then at his hair.

"Your hair is dry? So fast? ”

Zhao Cheng didn't think anything of it.

Looking at her still wet hair, Zhao Cheng said lightly, "I have internal strength." ”

It's just that he doesn't like to use it that way. Although Yun Gong dried his hair quickly, the feeling of instant smoke on his head made him not like it very much.

Song looked at Zhao Cheng with envy. Those martial arts bigwigs on TV, take a bath in the river, and when they were bumped into by the heroine, they didn't just get dressed instantly, and then even their hair was instantly dried with internal force.

"Third master, you are more convenient than a hair dryer, I am really envious, jealous and hateful."

“……”

Blow dryer?

What is it?

Zhao Cheng raised his eyes and glanced at Song Qing, and said, "Eat first." ”

"Oh."

Song sighed softly and continued to eat.

"Third master, you eat this, it tastes good."

"Hmm."

"Don't just um, this crystal dumpling is also good, come and eat."

"Okay."

"Yes, two sentences, no more than three words, worthy of you as a big guy."

“……”

He was still silent.

Zhao Cheng lowered his eyes and ate quietly.

There was one more person to eat with him, and he was uncomfortable and unaccustomed to it from the beginning, but until now, he feels good.

……