However, it was Gu Qinning's personal maid, who followed her before entering the East Palace.

The reason why Song Suqing remembered the name of this maid was that one day she accidentally fell and twisted her ankle, and it was Mingyin who gave her a bottle of plaster.

At that time, she didn't know the name of this maid, and then one day she overheard someone calling her, and Song Suqing thought it sounded good and kept it in mind until now.

It's just that there is really such a coincidence in the world, just one word is missing.

The news mentioned by Zechuan Shicai flashed in his mind, and Song Suqing's heart was slightly cold, and he looked up at Pei Muyao in a daze.

This person actually planted his eyeliner next to Gu Qinning!

Song Suqing's palms were sweating, and he took a sip of tea to suppress his shock, "What is the news from the East Palace?" ”

She didn't refuse, that is, she accepted it.

Pei Muyao lowered her eyes and looked at the red marks drawn by her slender fingertips in the palm of her hand, and said, "The East Palace has newly repaired a pond, which is intended to be filled with clean water. ”

Song Suqing was stunned, and didn't react to what this meant for a while, looking at him blankly, "When will the East Palace repair the pond?" ”

Her blinking eyes made Pei Muyao's heart move, and she suppressed the smile at the corner of her mouth, and said, "The point of this sentence lies in the last sentence, which is injected with clear water." ”

Song Xuqing frowned, still didn't understand, and muttered his words.

When she read the word 'Qing', she was stunned and pointed at herself: "Me? ”

Pei Muyao raised his eyebrows and bowed his head: "What kind of pond to repair, it's just a hidden word, what it really means is that the imperial brother wants you to be his crown princess." ”

'Smack'!

The cup fell on the stone table and shattered suddenly, and the fragments slashed across Song Suqing's wrist, leaving three or four red marks, and traces of blood appeared in the red marks.

Pei Muyao's expression changed slightly, he took her hand and looked at it, and when his thin lips opened slightly, he caught a glimpse of her watery eyes that were almost overflowing, and suddenly lost his voice.

couldn't bear to blame, and said slowly: "Why are you so careless." ”

Song Suqing followed his eyes and looked at his wrist, the blood beads were particularly dazzling at this moment, which reminded her of the blood overflowing from her heart, and no matter how she covered it, she couldn't stop the blood.

With a 'snap', a hot teardrop dripped on the back of Pei Muyao's hand, burning his palm tightly.

His voice was hoarse: "What are you crying about?" ”

Song Suqing didn't want to cry, but the tears couldn't be stopped at all.

Rao was mentally prepared, but when she really heard the news, she still felt stuffy in her chest, her mind was messy, she couldn't turn at all, and her head was still a paste after thinking about it for a long time.

Song Suqing couldn't help but feel a chill when he thought that Pei Yichen had set his eyes on him so early.

What is the East Palace, what is the crown princess, but it is just a cage and a chess piece, she was that stupid chess piece in her previous life, and she is still wantonly fiddling, sometimes placed here and sometimes there, and finally harmed the entire Hou Mansion.

She didn't want to go through this again!

Zechuan didn't know where to conjure up the ointment to stop bleeding, Pei Muyao took the ointment and carefully applied it to her.

His movements were very gentle, so gentle that the water in Song Suqing's eyes fell again.

After rubbing the ointment, the person in front of him pursed his lips and cried, without making a sound at all, but his scarlet eyes were distressing.

Pei Muyao couldn't help but look at her with a smile, "Don't cry." ”

In the end, Mingyue handed her a new handkerchief.

Song Suqing raised her hand and wiped away her tears neatly, but after a while, the tears overflowed again, she covered her face helplessly, and choked up: "I don't want to be a princess." ”

This is the opposite of last night's dream.

Pei Muyao covered the ointment quietly, "Okay, it's not appropriate." ”

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Chapter 39: The Marriage Contract

(Song Suqing really has memories of his past life)

The palms of the hands were soaked with burning tears, and the hot wind blew, and the palms were sticky and greasy.

I don't know if I finished crying the grievances of the previous life, Song Suqing cried so much that she couldn't breathe, and it took a while to catch her breath, but when she thought of Pei Muyao sitting opposite her, she was speechless, and she didn't know whether to put down the hand covering her cheek.

When he hesitated whether to leave or not, there was a fiery touch on his side face, and the light Xun Lingxiang fluttered to the tip of his nose with the wind, Song Suqing's heart was shocked, and he sat up straight stiffly.

Pei Muyao's palm phalanx pressed against her side jawline, and the thumb and fingertips gently and forcefully wiped away the tears overflowing from her palm, and after a while, he raised his other hand and pulled away the palm that Song Suqing was covering his face.

Song Xuqing's stunned eyes fell straight into his bottomless eyes, and his breathing was stagnant.

Pei Muyao took the handkerchief and lowered his eyes and carefully wiped her cheeks.

He focused on treating a long-lost treasure with gentle and delicate movements, for fear that she would shatter it if she was too strong.

When the man's delicate jawline approached, Song Suqing blinked quickly and subconsciously leaned back.

Who knew that her movements were too sudden, and there was nothing behind her, so she fell straight back, grabbed her hands in a panic, and grabbed a trace of brocade inlaid with gold thread and held it tightly.

The next moment, Song Suqing felt a force on her back, and that power slowly lifted her up.

Song Suqing grabbed his girdle in shock, clasped it tightly in his hand, and forgot to let go.

Pei Muyao let go of his hand after holding her up, lowered his eyes and girded his waist, and looked at her with a smile without saying a word.

Song Xu let go of his hand clearly: "......"

This face is really embarrassing.

The delicate and small earlobes are gradually dyed crimson, and the next moment there will be smoke, and it seems that it will not be so hot when roasted on the fire.

Seeing this scarlet color spreading from his earlobes to his cheeks, Pei Muyao raised his eyebrows and said as if he hadn't seen it: "You don't need to worry too much about this matter, he is not a person who is in a hurry, this is the first time he has shown the idea of marrying you, but in the end, he will act after careful consideration, and he will not be in a hurry." ”

This voice was as gentle as a spring breeze, with a sense of comfort, and Song Suqing's tense heart couldn't help but fall back to its original place.

She raised her eyes and looked at Pei Muyao, bit her lip, and said, "Lantern Festival." ”

"Huh?" Pei Muyao raised his eyes.

Song Suqing took a deep breath, clenched his fists and said, "This idea of his will be done on the night of the Lantern Festival at the latest." ”

Hearing this, Pei Muyao's eyes sank.

Thoughts hidden in the fog found a gap and burst into his mind.

Song Suqing really has the memory of his previous life!

The time she said was so precise that it was as if she had really experienced it.

After a moment of silence, Pei Muyao said: "Don't worry. ”

Song Xuqing pursed his lips and bowed his head, and caught a glimpse of him tapping on the knuckles of the stone table, and the sound of 'popping' and 'snapping' gradually amplified from far and near to his ears.

Catching a glimpse of his thoughtful look, her heart sank a little.

It's a little bad to deal with a smart person, and if the information provided is slightly wrong, it will be infinitely expanded by that person.

As early as when she said this, Song Suqing thought that Pei Muyao would be puzzled by why she knew, and even explained that she had already thought of it temporarily, so she could push it on Song Huai'an, but to her surprise, he didn't ask her.

Just looking at this look, it doesn't look like there is no suspicion.

Fortunately, at this time, Pei Huilan's coquettish laughter came from behind him, breaking the tranquility.

Song Suqing breathed a sigh of relief, stood up and blessed his body.

The palace maid who followed her held a thick dozen books in her hands, and the slightly yellowed paper looked old.

Pei Huilan walked over, took a sip of tea in his hand, and said righteously: "Third brother, I see that you don't want some books in your study, so give them to me." ”

"Oh?" Pei Muyao glanced at the lone book she was holding in her hand, "How do I remember that I haven't started to clean up the study yet." ”

"You're mistaken." Pei Huilan waved his hand and said, pulled Song Suqing, and whispered: "I heard that you have found Tianyin Pavilion to practice the piano, and you have to match good tools if you have a good gentleman, so I also turned out the piano sheet for you and transferred it to you." ”

After finishing speaking, he took out his hand into the light yellow sleeve for a long time, and finally took out the booklet and solemnly put it into Song Suqing's palm, muttering: "This seems to be the third brother's handwriting." ”

Song Suqing glanced at it, it was indeed his handwriting, "This ......"

"There's nothing wrong with that." Pei Huilan cut off her words quite presciently, and said with righteousness: "If you don't accept it, you will think that the third brother is ugly." ”

Song Suqing was amused by her words, and looked at Pei Muyao, who also looked like he couldn't help laughing.

"Take it." Pei Muyao said.

This copy was originally intended for her, and it was just right to be turned out at this moment.

Hearing the third brother say this, Pei Huilan knew that she could take away all these books stored in Qinghe Courtyard, not that the third brother was unwilling to give her the books, but that the books in this study were often asked by her for various reasons, and now she was just looking for a reason.

Pei Huilan handed the lonely book to the maid in a comfortable mood and put it away, "I see that it is almost cleaned up, why don't we go to the palace for a walk?" ”

When she came over, all the people in Qinghe Courtyard were still packing their things, and many of the items used daily in the Rui Wangfu had already been prepared, so they only needed to collect some personal belongings.

Pei Muyao glanced at her and saw the little Jiujiu in her heart, "What do you fancy about the palace again." ”

Pei Huilan, who was seen through, covered his lips and smiled embarrassedly, and whispered to Song Xuqing: "The Western Regions paid tribute to the coral hand, and when the king was crowned this time, the queen mother put it in the canonization gift, not to mention its fineness, and even exuded a little fragrance, I have never smelled the incense in Beijing." ”

Song Suqing knew that the string of coral bracelets was in Pei Huilan's hands in his previous life, "The prince will give it to you." ”

Who knew that Pei Huilan shook his head, glanced at the third brother who was holding a cup of tea, and deliberately said in a low voice: "I just want to borrow it, so let's leave it to my brother and sister-in-law." ”

"Brother and sister-in-law?" Song Suqing raised his eyebrows.

Then this string of bracelets will be shelved for a long time, you must know that in the next three years, Pei Muyao is not married and at ease.

Pei Huilan nodded, and said in a surprising voice: "Why don't you take it!" ”

Song Suqing was shocked by her words, and her throat was choked by something, and she coughed again and again.

Pei Muyao glanced at his little sister lightly and handed over a cup of tea.

Pei Huilan raised his hands slightly and looked at him, "I didn't do anything." ”

Song Suqing borrowed the tea and took a sip, coughing so much that his cheeks were crimson, and waved his hand: "It's just me who was careless." ”

I was just scared by her words.

The meaning conveyed by Pei Huilan's words is that she wants to be her brother and sister-in-law?

Thinking of this, Song Xuqing's movements as he drank the tea were sluggish, and he quietly glanced at Pei Muyao thoughtfully, if the Hou Mansion married with other families, Pei Yichen's words could make this marriage yellow, but if he married into the Rui Wangfu and became the Rui Princess......