Chapter 105 Return to the Palace

Author: Liuyun Hairpin

Chapter 105 Return to the Palace

Before the carriage was about to leave, someone knocked on Song Qing'an's car.

She lifted the small curtain and looked out, and saw someone who was no stranger to her.

"Second Prince?"

Song Qingan raised his eyebrows slightly, a little surprised that he would come looking for her at this time.

"Father said that the princess never accepted the apology, so he asked me to hand it over to the princess."

Yening Achu smiled warmly, and the attendant on the side opened the red sandalwood box and handed it to Song Qing'an.

She only glanced at it and then looked away: "Second Prince, please take the trouble, just leave it to my maid."

Zhu Yan stepped forward to take the red sandalwood box. Song Qing'an was about to put down the curtain, but Yening Achu reached out and opened the curtain.

"Is the princess going too far towards Alan?"

This sentence was spoken in Xiye dialect, and Song Qing'an raised his eyebrows: "Did the second prince come to ask for punishment?"

"I don't mean that, I just want to remind the princess not to be too extreme in doing things."

If you just listen to the tone, Yening Achu is really respectful, but this can only be concealed from the people in Daliang who don't understand Xiye dialect.

Song Qing'an didn't look at him again, his delicate profile showed obvious alienation: "Second Prince, you should take care of yourself first."

Yening Achu turned his head and glanced at the Yulin guards with unkind expressions, then he laughed and lowered the curtain.

"Princess, see you later."

His clear voice was gradually blown away by the wind, and Song Qingan frowned.

This person is deeply scheming and full of bad intentions. If there was no suitable candidate, she would never seek the skin of a tiger.

Whoever wants to follow him will see you later.

But...it seems that the things Concubine Chen showed her earlier were more than just that box?

Song Qing'an thought about it briefly and realized that Jiang Zhi might have been ignorant.

Also, it's strange that she can still give gifts to them after humiliating them like that.

She didn't care about this either. They dared to give away, but she didn't dare to accept.

The car swayed gently as we embarked on the road back to the palace.

Finally, no one was disturbing him. Song Qingan let out a breath and unbuttoned his front shirt a little.

The clothes with half-covered collars were still a bit hot at this time of year, so Song Qingan could still act as if nothing had happened in front of others. As for when no one was around, she relaxed a little.

She was careful not to open her clothes completely.

Pei Qing... seemed to have said something last night?

Song Qingan pinched his collar with his fingertips, and a few words suddenly flashed through his mind.

She thought for a while, but finally did not remember Pei Qing's original sentence.

Song Qingan curled his lips and didn't take it seriously.

It shouldn't be an important matter...otherwise how could she forget.

As for Pei Qing saying he was coming to look for her...Song Qing'an glanced at the car curtain and sat silently farther away from there.

However, Pei Qing never showed up until he returned to the palace city.

The car has slowly stopped, and the sedans and chariots picking up the mistresses of the palaces are waiting outside.

Zhu Yan stepped forward and lifted up the car curtain, trying to help Song Qingan down.

"Princess."

However, Pei Qing appeared again at this moment. Zhu Yan paused, then raised the curtain and stepped aside.

"What's going on with Pei's palm seal?"

Song Qing'an sat in the sedan and looked sideways, obviously having no intention of getting down.

In the past, she had done this...asking to see Pei Qing outside the sedan chair, but she didn't expect that now, the two of them were in different places.

Pei Qing stood outside, with a body as long as jade and eyes as narrow as snakes: "Our family...send the princess back to the palace."

Song Qing'an lowered his head and smiled when he heard this: "Why don't we bother Pei Zhangyin about this matter?"

Pei Qing narrowed her eyes and rubbed the jade ring finger with one hand: "We don't want to do it either, but His Majesty has an order. Please don't embarrass our family, Princess."

Emperor Liang?

Song Qing'an was confused, but he also knew that Pei Qing would not deceive him about this matter.

She lowered her eyebrows and lowered her body to look out.

Pei Qing had already raised his arm to her, and when Song Qingan was about to help him up, Pei Qing moved his arm, grabbed her hand and pulled her down.

Song Qing'an was startled and looked around subconsciously. Fortunately, it was getting late, and because Pei Qing was here, not many people dared to look here.

Although there were many secretly looking at it...but they were scrupulous and would not look carefully, so they never noticed anything strange here.

Song Qing'an looked calm on the face, but his heart was beating hard.

She tried to pull away, but found that Pei Qing's grip was so tight that she couldn't move at all.

For fear of being seen by others if he moved too much, Song Qingan did not dare to move anymore, but secretly said: "Pei's palm print..."

Her words did have some effect. Pei Qing looked down at her and loosened his grip slightly.

Song Qing'an was slightly startled, and just about to take his hand back, Pei Qing held him back.

This time, the fingers are intertwined.

Her face stiffened slightly, and she secretly regretted it.

It was impossible for Pei Qing to let go, Song Qing'an thought as if resigned to his fate, and moved closer to Pei Qing so that he could be fully covered by his wide sleeves.

Zhu Yan followed closely, and of course she saw clearly what happened, and quickly stood behind the two of them to block everyone's sight.

Fortunately, the sedan chair was not far away. Although it was a bit weird for the two of them to walk next to each other, it was not conspicuous at this distance.

It wasn't until Song Qing'an sat up that Pei Qing let go of her hand. Before he came, he squeezed her palm reluctantly, earning another glare from Song Qing'an.

Pei Qing looked away nonchalantly and walked beside the sedan chair.

This scene fell into the eyes of others and immediately aroused countless speculations.

Your Majesty ordered Pei Qing to send the princess...could he have some other intention?

Jiang Zhi hadn't left yet, standing there thoughtfully.

She thought of the princess's marriage that Emperor Liang mentioned jokingly...

It was indeed a joke at first, but later it became a bit reluctant. If Pei Zhangyin hadn't interrupted...

Does His Majesty really have this intention?

As Jiang Zhi got on the sedan chair, she was planning to write a letter to Master Jiang.

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When they arrived at Mingguang Palace, Song Qingan didn't want Pei Qing to enter the palace. But his burning eyes were piercing behind her, like a ray of light on her back.

"Pei Zhangyin has worked hard, why not have dinner before leaving?"

Song Qing'an put on a soft smile, saw Pei Qing raise his eyebrows, and said happily: "The princess is so kind, so our family is more respectful than to obey."

Cuizhu and Zhuo Ning were both accompanying the sedan chair. They thought that Song Qing'an and Pei Qing were just being polite, but they never thought that Pei Qing would really agree, and they were a little stunned for a moment.

Zhu Yan glanced at the two of them sympathetically and reminded: "What are you doing here? Why don't you hurry up and prepare the meal?"

"Yes, yes." The two responded repeatedly and quickly walked in.

Song Qing'an glanced at Pei Qing and entered the palace before him. Pei Qing licked the roof of his mouth and followed him in.

With this giant Buddha around, all the people in the palace retreated without Song Qingan's order.

Zhu Yan originally wanted to stay, but after receiving Song Qing'an's look, he obeyed and left.

"What do you want to ask the princess? You can wait until after the meal, right?"

Pei Qing said casually while giving Song Qing'an a piece of fish: "The paddock is full of greasy meat. The princess must be tired of it."

Song Qing'an's words were blocked by Pei Qing's words. She looked at the food in the bowl that Pei Qing brought and reluctantly took a bite.

"There are not many people in the world that our family can take care of."

Pei Qing looked at her faintly: "Isn't the princess still happy?"

"Pei Zhangyin... I'm a little tired. You know, I didn't get a good rest last night..."

Song Qingan made a pitiful look and spoke softly.

"That's right. After all, the princess can't even remember what she promised our family."

Pei Qing put down the jade chopsticks and glanced at the collar of his neck.
Chapter completed!