In the hall, all civil and military officials were lined up on both sides, looking at the empty throne of the Regent in front of them, and talking a lot. The prince was strong and healthy, and the reputation of the God of Killing was not in vain. As long as others were in the capital for so many years, they had never come late. Why haven't they arrived today? The little emperor sent someone to the Duan Palace to ask, and he had been there for half an hour, but he had not come back yet.

Wei Zhao stood on the left side of the little emperor, about to suggest that he go and invite him in person, suddenly a very fine report came from outside the hall, "The Regent is here!"

Wei Zhao held the hilt of the knife around his waist tightly, his face as cold as frost.

All the officials turned around. In the bright sunshine, Song Qin strode towards his robes with a black embroidered python. His figure was slender and upright, with a cold and solemn expression, which was no different from usual. When people approached, all the officials withdrew their gaze and turned back at the same time. Song Qin walked through all the officials calmly, climbed up the stairs, turned around and sat down, and said in a deep voice: "Last night, I reviewed the memorials, and I felt that the guards had dereliction of duty and did not wake me up, so I came late, and I was tired of waiting for you and you for a long time."

Someone immediately flattered him: "The prince is worried about the country and the people, so please take care of his daughter."

Most people agreed.

Song Qin nodded and asked them to report something.

Wei Zhao stared at him and saw Song Qinyu's face. He didn't see any sick look at him. Instead, he could see a hint of pleasure. He spontaneously understood that pleasure as his teasing of the emperor and courtiers. He looked at the emperor's cousin who had just woken up on the dragon throne, and was angry.

The day passed again, and at dusk, Wei Zhao sent the young emperor back to Ci'an Palace.

"How is Yu'er recovering from illness?" The empress dowager asked her nephew with concern, "Have your mother visited the village these two days?"

When talking about Tang Yu, Wei Zhao felt a soreness. My cousin wanted him anymore and probably didn't want him to go there, but he couldn't help it. She was sick and lived alone in the village. Even if he just stood outside the window and listened to his mother talking to her, he had to go see her, otherwise he would be uneasy.

"Go back to the emperor's aunt, my mother plans to go tomorrow. I want to take a day off and escort my mother." I felt sad. Wei Zhao's face no longer mentioned the embarrassment and joy of his lover before. He was calm and seemed a little more steady.

The Queen Mother likes her nephew’s steadyness, but when she thinks about the reason for her nephew’s steadyness, she sighed and ordered someone to bring over the two boxes of medicinal herbs that had been prepared long ago. "I expected that you two mothers and mothers would like to worry about Yuer, and don’t worry. Also, this is my kindness to Yuer, Azhao will help me take it over."

Wei Zhao nodded, took two wooden boxes, said goodbye and left.

The empress dowager sat on the chair, her smile gradually faded, and sent the palace maids down and asked her son in a low voice: "Do your uncle tell me why he delayed the morning court?"

Song Qin had not been in court this morning. She was nervous and stood up nervously, thinking that Song Qin had been poisoned. As a result, when she survived one moment and another, she was almost sure that Song Qin was really dead suddenly, Song Qin actually appeared. The feeling of falling to the bottom of the valley with hope in an instant. If possible, the queen mother wanted to kill someone, only by killing someone could she vent her hatred. So she wrote a letter, hiding it in the mezzanine of the medicine box, instructing Madam Liu to find out what Tang Yu did in the royal palace soon.

Song Jin shook his head and said strangely: "He said he had been overslept when he felt the cold and the guards didn't dare to call him, but Erchen looked at him and his complexion was better than before."

The queen mother secretly clenched the veil. She got a beauty and slept well at night. Of course she looked good, but why wasn't he poisoned? Did she just touch Tang Yu, or did Tang Yu forget to use rouge?

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Duan Prince's Mansion.

Song Qin also sent the third princess, changed her clothes and went straight to the backyard.

Tang Yu was anxious to confront Madam Liu and had been looking forward to Song Qin for a day, but the man was really back now. Tang Yu thought of the kiss before he set off in the morning, and he couldn't help but twist a few times. He went out to pick him up, his eyes drooped, and he didn't dare to look at him. Yuanbao was too brave. He looked at Song Qin and did not hide behind his master.

Song Qin held the little girl's hand and walked into the house silently. Mingxi and Minghu were tactfully guarding outside the main hall.

After entering the room, Song Qin sat on the couch and pulled the little girl with drooping eyelids to him with force. Tang Yu almost hit his chest with his head down. He lowered his head and saw that he was stuck between his legs. He blushed and said in a panic: "Prince, should you eat first, or take me to see Madam Liu first?"

"I have missed you for a day, and you are only thinking about that Madam Liu?" Song Qin raised her chin and stared at her eyes scrutinizedly.

Tang Yu pursed his lips.

Song Qin kissed directly, this time he was more anxious than in the morning, and made a sound. Tang Yu heard the sound for the first time, and was so embarrassed, but he pressed her back tightly, and she had nowhere to hide. He kissed her enough, pressed her head to his chest, and Tang Yu gasped gently, his mind was confused.

She didn't understand why this happened. As Mingxi said, she had just entered the mansion today, and she would not be disgusted with his touch in just a few days, because she was grateful to someone. Will such a big change in doing such a thing?

"You have to wait until the dark guards can catch her, Yu'er, don't be anxious." After doing something intimate, she couldn't even be ruthless if she wanted to talk to her coldly. Song Qin gently kissed her head so that she would not always worry about Madam Liu.

He called her Yuer again, but Tang Yu was not used to it, and his head was buried even lower.

She was awkward, and Song Qin suppressed the throbbing of her body. Seeing her like this, she couldn't help calling out to her ear again.

Tang Yu's body trembled, and Song Qin could no longer suppress it. She suddenly lifted the person to the couch. She exclaimed in surprise. Song Qin suppressed her domineeringly and kissed her face. Such a beauty, such a charming little girl, every time she saw her, Song Qin would have an impulse to mix her from the inside out.

Song Qin is twenty-seven years old. She naturally doesn't want to move a woman she didn't like before. Now she found a girl lying softly under him. Song Qin has been enduring for several nights. Today, her attitude finally became a little softer. Song Qin suddenly didn't want to be bitter anymore.

With shortness of breath, Song Qin caught the lilac in her mouth again. The man who had been vegetarian for more than 20 years suddenly tasted the meat and the action was not gentle. Tang Yu frowned, and he was no longer so disgusting that he wanted to vomit, but he was extremely uncomfortable. But he thought that Song Qin wanted her to enter the mansion just to do this, so she closed her eyes.

After kissing the face, it was the neck...

His hand suddenly grabbed her, and Tang Yu took a breath of pain. He didn't hear it, his face buried in her neck, rubbing it as he pleased.

Tang Yu bit his lips tightly and didn't want to cry. After all, he could not resist the unbearable pain and shed tears.

A burst of pain spread along her heart. Tang Yu suddenly thought of Wei Zhao, the man who stared at her and honestly did not dare to make bad thoughts anymore. She had no fate with Wei Zhao, and Tang Yu gave up, but she couldn't bear to let him go. Wei Zhao was so kind to her. If it were Wei Zhao, he would definitely not treat her like this. He would be careful to apologize and listen to her in everything.

But she didn't blame Song Qin. Wei Zhao was considerate everywhere and treated her like a pearl or a treasure. That was because Wei Zhao liked her. Song Qin might also like her, but Song Qin liked her beauty and her body. He just wanted to possess her. He was the Regent. He could make the same demands for all the beauties he liked, and then because he would indulge and pity them as his women.

"Yuer..." Song Qin couldn't help it. He wanted to ask her now. However, when he raised his head and wanted to see if she was as eager as he did, he saw her face full of tears and her face was so terrifyingly blonde.

Song Qin frowned. It felt like he was wielding his weapon to fight against the enemy, but the other party lost his weapon and knelt in front of him to surrender.

Although his body was still longing, Song Qin suddenly lost interest. He stared at the tears at the corners of her eyes and his face was covered with clouds.

He knew that she hadn't forgotten Wei Zhao yet. He was kind to her. She kissed him shyly twice. He was grateful to him, but he didn't like him, and was unwilling to give him the best. She thought he was begging for the beauties and wanted to see the beauty. She only knew how to eat but not taste it. She thought that she would endure silently was just a reward, but Song Qin didn't care about such a beauty that was grown on other men.

After looking at her coldly, Song Qin jumped off the ground and said coldly before leaving the door: "I'll go and have a meal with the third princess. Please wait with peace of mind. When the person arrives, I will ask someone to call you."

Tang Yu raised his head in shock, and there was no man at the door.

She lay in a daze, not understanding why Song Qin let her go halfway. Just now... the thought arose, and her chest hurt again. Tang Yu struggled to hold up and looked down. His clothes were loose, revealing the pink pocket inside. Tang Yu was really uncomfortable, and he had no intention of guessing Song Qin's thoughts and put on his clothes carefully.

"Girl?" Mingxi called her outside the door, Tang Yu wiped his eyes and nodded softly.

Mingxi came in with a curtain and saw the little girl sitting on the couch with her head down, her clothes vaguely pitiful. She guessed what was going on, and she couldn't help but whisper: "Since the girl has entered the palace, why bother to make the prince unhappy again?"

The prince left with a slight face, and he must be unhappy again.

She didn't know the truth, but Tang Yu felt a slap on the face, as if she was scolding her for being sent to her, and she wanted to pretend to be a chaste and wise woman. But she didn't pretend at all. Song Qin left for no reason. Once he left, she was embarrassed by his maid.

With a blocked chest, Tang Yu tried his best to hold it back and calmed down. He met Mingxi's helpless and worried face, guessing that she didn't ridicule on purpose.

But Tang Yu did not explain, put on his shoes and got off the ground. Yuanbao ran over. Tang Yu picked up the little guy and went to the inner room without any grief or joy. Mingxi followed a few steps and saw that she didn't want to talk. Mingxi sighed. After all, she was a maid and could not interfere with the masters' affairs, so she went out to have someone to have a meal.

Tang Yu used a bowl of porridge and returned to the inner room to wait. At about the second day of the day, Minghu came in to pass the message, with her usual indifference: "Girl, the prince is Tingfengxuan, let me take you over."

Tang Yu nodded, afraid that the ingot would be entangled, so he deliberately locked the ingot in the inner room, and she followed outside Minghu.

Tingfengxuan is located in the northwest corner of the palace, with a bamboo forest nearby. When you look at it at night, the bamboo shadows are mottled and deep, and Tang Yu feels cold inexplicably.

A quarter of an hour later, Minghu stopped in front of a door, "Prince, Miss Tang is here."

"Come in."

Minghu winked at Tang Yu.

Tang Yu frowned, pushed open the door, and raised his eyes. The first thing he saw was not Song Qin sitting at the table, but the room full of torture instruments, which were sharp and terrifying, gloomy and terrifying.

"Woooo..." Madam Liu knelt under the wall on the west side with her hands tied up. When she saw Tang Yu, her eyes suddenly burst into a strong desire to survive. She was stuffed with a handkerchief in her mouth and could not speak. She shook her head with tears on her face. She knew that things must have been exposed, but she did not deliberately harm the girl, and she didn't want her to die.

After all, after serving by her side for four years, Tang Yu felt a little reluctant to see Madam Liu like this, but she knew that she would not confess honestly without any means, so she stopped in front of the door and bowed her head to beg the man opposite, "Prince, can the minister wait outside?"

"Sit." Song Qin didn't even look at her, but pointed to the chair opposite him, with a expressionless face.
Chapter completed!