Chapter 48 Zhuo Zhuo (Please collect and recommend monthly tickets~)

Author: Liuyun Hairpin

Chapter 48 Zhuo Zhuo (Please collect and recommend monthly tickets~)

A lamp like a bean dimly illuminated Song Qing'an's face. His snow-stained skin and black hair looked like clouds of snow, like a fairy left behind in the world.

The two of them were so close to each other, and as they looked at each other, the temperature around them gradually increased; the ambiguity spread like a drop of ink into water, and instantly spread out.

Pei Qing's eyes gradually darkened, as if something was surging under the black undercurrent. Originally, Song Qing'an's lips were still moist and shiny after drinking scented tea, and they were all printed on his lips just now. Pei Qing's slender fingers gently twisted

, he stared at Song Qing'an intently, and took the jade-white fingertips into his mouth.

Song Qingan took a breath and his face quietly turned redder.

"This medicine... is indeed too bitter."

The cold and handsome face was close to her again. Pei Qing put his arms around her back and pulled her into his arms. Unlike the gentle touch before, his lips touched hers, grinding against hers and intertwining with hers.

People's breaths were intertwined, and it was impossible to tell who was who. They could only feel their heart beating like a drum, their faces were red, their ears were red, and their breaths were all messed up.

The bed curtain was pulled down by Pei Qing smoothly, blocking the figures of the two people on the couch. The tea cup that Song Qing'an was holding rolled down at some point and rolled slowly in circles, leaving a wet trace on the carpet.

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Song Qing'an's eyes widened slightly, and she pushed her hand on Pei Qing's shoulder, but the latter remained motionless. Gradually, her eyes softened, the strength in her hand dissipated, and she rested her hand on Pei Qing's shoulder. The two of them were close to each other.

So close, his long eyelashes were slightly lowered, and he could almost sweep her cheek; the couch was dim, Song Qing'an couldn't see his expression clearly, but he could feel his burning gaze, burning her hot.

The hand on her back slowly moved up, caressing, and gently rubbed the back of her neck until half of her body was numb. Pei Qing's force could not be said to be gentle, but more like a lesson, with sharp teeth slicing across her body.

Get a little stinging.

The water vapor in Song Qing'an's eyes became thicker and moist. She looked at Pei Qing's dark eyes... and gradually fell into it. The aroma of the scented tea she drank earlier and the herbal aroma of the medicine flowed back and forth in front of her lips and teeth, and the bitterness in her mouth became lighter.

She slowly closed her eyes, her mind wandering, as if she was floating in the clouds. Her whole body became hotter and hotter, and her cheeks turned red and red, as if they were about to ooze blood. The crimson color continued to spread, submerging under the collar of her collarbone.

The fair neck was dyed pink.

Fortunately, the light was not good, and Pei Qing could not see Song Qing'an's shyness. He could only feel the little princess's breathing getting heavier, her delicate hands climbing up, wrapping around him, and hugging him. The body in his arms became softer and softer, almost turning into a puddle of water.

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It seemed as if it was extremely long, and time stood still at this moment; everything in the world disappeared, and only this small area was where they lived. When the two reluctantly separated, they both heard each other's disordered breathing.

Their consciousness gradually returned, and Song Qing'an and Pei Qing looked at each other. It was clearly a dark place, but they both saw themselves reflected in each other's eyes.

"I believe."

Pei Qing's eyes were deep and she answered Song Qing'an's previous question in a low voice.

Song Qing'an was stunned for a moment, then suddenly smiled, as bright as the moon in the sky.

She couldn't make any big moves yet, so she hooked her finger at Pei Qing and asked him to come forward.

When Pei Qing came closer, she carefully propped herself up and kissed Pei Qing's eyes gently.

"seeing is believing."

Song Qing'an leaned back on the soft pillow and whispered softly. After a long time, he heard Pei Qing chuckle. He didn't say anything more. He just got up from the couch and simply smoothed the wrinkles on his clothes caused by rubbing together. After putting down the jade bottle, he went out.

The inner hall.

As soon as the person left, Song Qing'an dared to take off the pretense of calmness. She lowered her eyes and slowly pressed her hand on her left chest.

Feeling the almost crazy vibration under his palm, Song Qingan was a little panicked.

……How is this going?

She won't be emotional, right? She shouldn't be!——

After Song Qinghuai learned that Song Qing'an was awake, he wanted to visit him, but he was delayed because he had not long returned to Beijing and had many complicated things to do.

Everyone thought that Emperor Liang would give Song Qinghuai a flashy official title, but Emperor Liang arranged Song Qinghuai into the Yulin Guard.

Although his official title is not high, he has real power, not to mention that he is still in the emperor's personal guard.

At that moment, many people in the court were thinking about it.

Song Qinghuai naturally understood the truth, but he was always cautious and would not do anything that went beyond the rules. Not long after entering the Yulin Guard, he successfully integrated into it.

That day happened to be his turn to lead a patrol. When he passed a study, he saw government officials surrounding him.

This place is called Chengxianzhai, and it was originally a shop selling rouge and gouache under the name of the Lu family. For some reason, before the Lu family's accident, the shop was transferred to a scholar, and it has been used as a study since then. It was also affected by the disaster.

Survived. It is not that the imperial court had not searched this place and checked the scholars, but there were no problems. As time went by, the matter gradually stopped and no one mentioned it again.

Seeing the arrival of the Yulin Guards, the group of government officials immediately stepped aside.

"what happened?"

Song Qinghuai stopped his horse, turned his head and asked.

"Reporting to your highness, you guys are here to pick up the person who is selling banned books."

The yamen servant replied respectfully, and Song Qinghuai hummed lightly, without asking any more questions, and led the people away again.

Not long after, Linyuan appeared here. He took out a waist badge and showed it to the yamen servant, who quickly invited him in.

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After the patrol, Song Qinghuai neither returned to the palace nor to the Yulin Guard Camp, but went to a small house on the outskirts of Beijing.

"Your Highness, people have been placed inside."

Song Qinghuai nodded and walked inside.

He pushed open the ajar door, and there was a handsome scholar sitting inside.

That was the person who wrote the banned books in the mouth of the government officials. The content of the so-called banned books was to satirize Pei Qing and other Dongchang people. Song Qinghuai had heard about it and read those books. What they said involved many things that most people didn't know.

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The identity of the author of Song Qinghuai's intuition is not simple, and this person must not be taken away by Dongchang.

But...he didn't expect this person to be so young.

"May I ask what you call me sir?"

Song Qinghuai bowed his hands respectfully, and the scholar also stood up and returned the gesture.

"Your Excellency, you are very welcome. I am He's Qiyu, whose single name is Xiu."

Song Qinghuai didn't want his identity to be guessed, so he changed into ordinary clothes. Seeing that He Xiu didn't call him "Your Highness", Song Qinghuai felt a little relieved.

"Mr. He, just call me Zi Kuang."

"Your Excellency is Xiu's benefactor, so there is no need to be so polite." He Xiu made a "please" gesture and led Song Qinghuai to sit down at the table.

"I just don't know why you want to help me?"

He Xiu finished pouring the tea and stared at Song Qinghuai with bright eyes.

The latter smiled warmly and said calmly: "Mr. He, please listen to me..."

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"No one found?"

Song Qinglan's voice suddenly rose in pitch, and the person kneeling below shrank, but still reported: "Report to the princess, when we arrived, he had already been taken away by the government."

Song Qinglan endured it again and again before she could control her desire to throw the tea cup away. She paced back and forth a few steps, suppressed her annoyance and asked, "Then why don't you go to the government?"

"Reporting to Princess... I have been there, but... but..." The man hesitated again and again, "But there is no sign of her."

Song Qinglan took a deep breath, turned away, and spoke after a while.

"...keep looking."

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