Song Qing lay on the stone table for a while, his fingers caressing the few words left by the last third master on the letterhead.

"You man, can't you say a few more words, don't you have nothing to say to me?"

I miss you.

It seems that the revolution has not yet succeeded and that work still needs to be done.

Time passed in a flash, and two days passed in a blink of an eye, and early this morning, the prince's body was sent back to the imperial capital by the people of Zhaocheng in advance.

The crown prince died, and the entire imperial capital floated white sails. After the emperor and the queen saw the prince's corpse with their own eyes, the queen fainted again on the spot.

But these have nothing to do with Song Qingyi, she is waiting for Zhao Cheng to come back.

It's night.

The moonlight is hazy.

Song Qing had a dream in a daze, she dreamed that the mountain collapsed, and Zhao Cheng's whole person was buried inside.

"Third Master."

Suddenly woke up from his sleep, with layers of cold sweat on his forehead.

Knock Knock –

At this moment, Song Qing could clearly hear the sound of his heartbeat and thunder, yes, he was frightened.

Looking at the quiet room, Song Qing turned over and sat up from the bed, and couldn't help but raise his hand to wipe a cold sweat.

"It's a dream."

How could you have such terrible dreams.

Thinking of what happened in the dream, Song Qing's mind resurfaced the picture in the dream, and thought of Zhao Cheng who had not yet returned.

Thinking of this, Song Qing couldn't help but have words in his mouth.

"It's just a dream."

"Dreams are the opposite of reality."

"I must have thought too much."

"It's just a dream, don't think about it, calm down, calm down." Although Song Qing said this, he couldn't calm down in his heart.

Next, Song Qing couldn't sleep, so he hugged the quilt and sat on the edge of the bed all night until the sky slowly brightened.

She missed him.

……

"Miss, your lord is back."

"The Prime Minister is back."

"Miss."

Because she didn't sleep well last night, she was lying on the soft couch to make up for sleep at this time, and suddenly heard Lin Qing's voice, she suddenly turned over and sat up from the soft couch.

"Really."

"He's back?"

After hearing this, Lin Qing nodded in response, "Yes, Miss." ”

It's back.

Song Qing stood up from the soft couch, turned around and walked towards the door, all the way out of his yard. He just came back, and Song Qing didn't know where he was, so he shouted directly into the air when he thought of this.

"Ask, where is the third master now?"

The figure flashed in front of her, and she saw a secret guard standing not far in front of her.

"Miss, the Lord is in the main courtyard at this time."

The main courtyard is back to his residence.

"Okay."

After Song greeted lightly, he turned around and walked in the direction of Zhao Cheng's courtyard.

The still water house, as always, has a guard handle. When they saw her coming, the guards at the door did not stop her.

At this time, in the room, Zhao Cheng was standing behind the screen and casually putting the clothes he had taken off on the screen. Next to him was a tub with steaming hot water, apparently preparing to take a shower.

There was a slight sound of footsteps at the door, followed by a knock on the door.

"Third master, here."

Can he say no?

took a coat and put it on his body, Zhao Cheng walked out of the screen, and his hand tied the belt at random as fast as possible.

"Come in."

Hearing his voice, Song Qing stretched out his hand and pushed open the door and walked in. The room is large, very spacious, and the furnishings are very simple and atmospheric, and it is antique everywhere, showing luxury and cold.

I haven't seen it in a few days.

Walking into the room, Song Qing saw Zhao Cheng standing in front of the screen at a glance. He was wearing a simple midcoat, loosely tied with a belt, a strong chest, and his abdominal muscles could be seen if he looked closely. The long ink-colored hair is only tied with a silver-white headband, and the figure is tall and long, with a cold posture and a deep temperament.

Song Qing's eyes fell on his headband hanging down from his chest, which she had given him.

Seeing her standing in place stunned, Zhao Cheng stretched out his hand, "Come here." ”

Hearing the voice, Song Qing's eyes were a little hot, obviously he had a lot to say, but when he saw him, he found that he couldn't say anything.

Song took two slow steps towards him, then trotted into his arms.

That's great.

Sure enough, the dreams were all the opposite.

Looking at the person in his arms, Zhao Cheng picked up the person casually and weighed it in his hand.

"Lighter."

Song Qing didn't speak, but reached out to wrap his arms around his neck, approached him and hugged him tightly.

"I miss you."

After hearing this, Zhao Cheng's hand holding her body tightened unconsciously.

"What about you? Do you miss me, you don't say I know, you must miss me too, I can feel it. ”

"You like me too, don't you?"

Otherwise, you wouldn't have hugged me like this.

Looking up at his cold and handsome face, without waiting for him to speak, Song Qing leaned close to him and lowered his head to kiss him accurately on the lips.

There was a moment in his mind that he couldn't think, and he could only instinctively bite her and kiss her. Zhao Cheng felt that his body was not under his control, as if he was in the dark and wanted to devour the person in his arms and pull him to hell together.

Zhao Cheng didn't know what it meant to like someone, but he knew very well that his possessiveness for her was no longer under his control.

She belongs to him.

This kiss is a bit long.

It's ridiculous.

This is Zhao Cheng's mood at the moment.

The room was quiet, and Song Qing could clearly hear the sound of his heart beating faster and the sound of shallow breathing. Until she calmed down, she could still feel her face hot.

"You can let me go."

Zhao Cheng's hand did not move.

Seeing that he didn't react, Song Qing reached out and poked him on the shoulder, "You let me go quickly, of course, if you like to hug me, it's okay to hold me all the time." ”

“……”

Zhao Cheng let go of his hand and put the person down.

Landing on the ground, Song Qing's eyes fell on him and the screen beside him.

"You're going to take a shower."

"Hmm."

"It doesn't seem like the time for me to come."

"It's okay, I'm about to wash."

"Then you wash first, and I'll go out and wait for you." Song said lightly, gestured with her fingers to go out, turned around and prepared to go out, took two steps, she looked back at Zhao Cheng again, and couldn't help but say a dead sentence.

"Well, do you want to rub your back? I can, too. ”

Zhao Cheng raised his eyebrows, is this teasing him?

Seeing that his expression was uncertain, Song Qing was in a good mood and was ready to go out.

"Come here."

Song Qing was stunned and stopped, "What are you doing?" ”

"Rub your back."

Song Qing's eyes widened, and he couldn't come back to his senses for a while, he, what he said just now, must have been auditory hallucinations.

"This, don't you want it?"

She just wanted to tease him, so she was teased back, right?

Rubbing the man's back, Song blushed lightly, "That, you really want me to rub my back." ”

Zhao Cheng didn't speak, turned around and walked into the screen with his back to her. A hint of banter flashed in her eyes, this girl is quite cute.

"Then I'm coming."

"I'm here."

Song tiptoed over, and was about to stretch her neck to look behind the screen, but she didn't see anything, she was sent out of the door by a strong force in an instant, and the next moment, the door of the room closed instantly, and the whole process was fast and steady.

Looking at the closed door in front of him with a confused expression, Song laughed dryly.

"Really, I don't want to remind me, but fortunately I'm already very calm, otherwise I would think it's hell." This martial arts, it can only be said that the big guy is really 666.

(End of chapter)