You can search "Qi Huan" in Baidu to find the latest chapter!
Fengchu set up a small stove to roast beans aside, and the aroma of beans spread throughout the room, covering the incense that Yingui had just lit, and Yingui would stomp her feet in anger again soon.
Xu Qinghuan hugged the stove and sat on the soft bed, looking at Song Chengxuan.
Mrs. Song brought her back from the garden, she thought she was going to tell about the clues Qi Defang found, but she didn't expect that he had someone put her on a soft bed, and then he sat on the table not far away, took the paper Jian wrote on it and handed it to Yong Ye, and then began to read.
Soybean made a "crack" sound from time to time, and Xu Qinghuan waited for Song Chengxuan's displeasure to appear on his face, so that she could take Fengchu back, but Song Chengxuan never said anything, as if it had no effect on him.
He didn't come to look at her, did he?
Xu Qinghuan suddenly became curious about what book he was reading. He sat there, flipping through the books very quickly, and soon finished one book, and took out another to read.
Xu Qinghuan rested her chin on the pillow and looked at Song Chengxuan so carefully. She hadn't looked at him so carefully for so long. When he was quiet, his face was less intimidating, so that people could notice his handsome face. His eyebrows are as black as ink, his eyes are deep-set, his lips are slightly pursed under his straight nose bridge, his cheeks are well-defined, and he looks solemn and lonely.
If you don't know him well, you'll think that he doesn't care about everything, several times She was also fooled by it. Thinking of those scenes, Xu Qinghuan couldn't help but feel a little hot on her cheeks.
Feng Chu finally finished roasting the beans, the small stove was moved away, and she never came back, and it seemed that Mother Yang who was standing at the door also stood a little further away.
Xu Qinghuan also tentatively wanted to walk over to see what Song Chengxuan was doing.
Song Chengxuan didn't move, his gaze remained on the book, but he said in a very clear voice: "Everyone is gone, do you want me to go there?"
Xu Qinghuan was taken aback.
"If not, why are you looking at me like that?"
While talking, Song Chengxuan had already got up and walked to the side of Ruanta.
Xu Qinghuan couldn't help being a little embarrassed, and immediately explained: "I just want to read your book." It seemed that she was looking forward to the person leaving and wanted to get close to him.
Song Chengxuan handed over the book in his hand, Xu Qinghuan took it over and opened it for a look, the content of the book was nothing special, it was just random chatter collected, but there was a smell of incense ashes in the writing, and there were one or two pages handwritten at the beginning The Tao Te Ching, at least this book was taken from a Taoist priest.
"What is it for?" Xu Qinghuan asked.
"Just take a look when you have nothing to do."
Although the imperial court did not allow him to take office, he would not be so idle. News from Quanzhou and Changzhou kept coming, and he naturally had to understand the details.
But why does he want to read such a book? It's not always about wanting to open the altar and enter the Taoist door.
Just as she was about to think carefully, she felt that his arms stretched out to wrap her around her: "Your body is no longer hot, so you should rest well. It will be better after a while, and you are still busy."
Just now when he looked at him from a distance, he felt that he was not like a mortal, but now that his robe was stained with the smell of soybeans, it seemed that he had been contaminated by fireworks for no reason, and his work was ruined all at once.
She, who should have been shy, couldn't help laughing at this moment. Although she didn't make a sound, he still noticed her trembling body.
His arms suddenly strengthened: "What are you laughing at?"
"No," Xu Qinghuan immediately said with a straight face, "I didn't laugh."
At a time like this, she really shouldn't have laughed, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous. Xu Qinghuan just thought of this, and felt her whole body being hugged, and then her whole body was lying on the soft bed. She raised her eyes and met her. Song Chengxuan's deep eyes.
Xu Qinghuan's heart jumped up in a panic, and she looked at him without daring to move, for fear that if she said anything else, she would call him.
Song Chengxuan's face gradually sank, Xu Qinghuan held the handkerchief nervously, she seemed to be able to hear the sound of his breathing, the hot breath enveloped him, with a faint smell like silver elixir and rosin, silent, restrained, but And very strong, gradually filling her surroundings, replacing everything.
Xu Qinghuan was inexplicably dizzy, she couldn't help biting her lips lightly, she wanted to escape but couldn't avoid it, so she closed her eyes and waited for his arrival.
She closed her eyes, her cheeks were flushed, as if she had been wronged, thinking about her frowning and trembling under the quilt last night, his chest and abdomen couldn't help shaking.
Originally, he just wanted to let her lie down and rest for a while, and he leaned over to tease her on purpose. The mother in charge was right outside the door, so what else could he do with a cheeky face?What's wrong?
Unexpectedly, she closed her eyes and turned her face slightly to the side, revealing her white neck.
The faint fragrance entered his nostrils, and he gradually lost his mind. He reached out and picked up the thin quilt next to her, and gently covered her body.
As if he didn't expect him to do this, Xu Qinghuan opened his eyes, a little surprised.
This surprised expression made him frown slightly, how could he disappoint her
The two hugged each other for a long time before Song Chengxuan sat down on the rug again, and she pulled up the quilt, only revealing a pair of eyes.
Mother Yang came in with tea, and seeing Xu Qinghuan lying there, she couldn't help but feel a little worried, but seeing that my uncle was sitting upright, with a calm face, as if he would not violate the rules, she was a little relieved, but still said: : "It's getting late, is Mr. Song going to leave later?"
"There's no rush," Song Chengxuan said indifferently, "I still have something to say to Missy."
Some of the meanings of a true gentleman who sit still.
Xu Qinghuan only felt that her feet were itchy, and she wanted to find something to kick her, so she would be happy.
"Master Song," Xu Qinghuan cleared his throat and said, "You helped the Prince of Shunyang find the servant, do you have any clues?"
Song Chengxuan said: "The king of Shunyang County has already gone to the Fukang Institute, and there should be something to gain."
"You have to be careful," Xu Qinghuan said, "After all, they are all relatives of the royal family, so you may not be able to tell anything." Although she has never met Prince Wei, the father and son must have similarities.
It's just that everyone thinks that Wei Wang's family has died tragically, and they don't think about it, and she has always been worried about Huijing's intentional transfer of the former emperor's handle to Song Chengxuan.
If it is said that Huijing sensed Song Chengxuan's ambition and acted like this, it can barely be justified.
But what if someone found clues and deliberately wanted to verify Song Chengxuan's life experience?
The people behind the scenes are already very close to them. Such an opponent, when facing life and death, must use ruthless methods, but
They will also give him a harsher revenge.
Seeing how she lowered her eyes to think, Song Chengxuan couldn't help thinking about the first time they met. After knowing that she was the young lady of Anyihou's Mansion, he suspected that she had some conspiracy, maybe she was plotting against him secretly.
Today
He really hoped that his previous suspicions were true. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com