Author: Liuyun Hairpin

"Our family's lack of discipline has frightened the princess."

Pei Qing didn't answer Song Qing'an's question. Although she didn't look frightened, Pei Qing still comforted her as usual. This was already a bit of a showdown for her, and he didn't want her to explore further.

This was also expected, Song Qing'an responded obediently, stopped questioning, and asked Zhu Yan to take him to rest.

Wei Ping was still kneeling, thinking to himself. Princess Zhaoding was not a timid person, so she was not an ordinary female family member.

But the person who can win the Lord's favor is not an ordinary person...

Feeling that as Song Qingan left, the pressure on Pei Qing was gradually no longer suppressed, even Wei Ping couldn't help but feel embarrassed.

He never thought that His Majesty would send Princess Zhaoding back in person. How could the Lord do such a small thing?

Pei Qing lowered his eyes and glanced at Wei Ping, then quickly looked away and said quietly: "Go back with me."

"yes."

Taking action rashly clearly violated Pei Qing's taboo.

Wei Ping knew the consequences and did not argue much. He only waited to receive the punishment after following Pei Qing back.

"what happened?"

Song Qing'an's tone was deep, Zhu Yan immediately knelt down and said: "Princess, please forgive me, it was my maid who was negligent."

"It's not your fault...get up." Song Qing'an put a hand on his forehead, "Why is he here?"

"Replying to the princess, your servant doesn't know...it's just that your servant is stupid and didn't notice it."

"Do you recognize it?"

Zhu Yan frowned and thought about it carefully, then suddenly his eyes widened: "This person seems to be following Pei Zhangyin."

"Princess, could it be that Pei's palm print meant it? He..."

Song Qing'an exhaled slowly. Zhu Yan had such thoughts, and she naturally had the same thoughts.

Pei Qing happened to take her away and then asked her men to come here...

But what is there in her palace that still requires the admiral of Dongchang to come in person?

Or is it that Pei Qing has never believed in her, and he has just been following her show these days?

This thought inexplicably made her a little irritated. She thought that she, the one who was the one behind the wheel, seemed to be trapped. The "prey" was still indifferent and seemed to have tricked her...

Song Qing'an's hand holding the soft pillow slowly tightened, and his knuckles turned white from the exertion.

"Princess, why don't you let your maid..."

"No, don't act without authorization, and don't contact your brother these days."

Song Qing'an's face was calm, but the strength in his hands seemed to be stronger. Zhu Yan looked at it, but he didn't dare to mention it.

——

As soon as Wei Ping stepped into Pei Qing's tent, he received a solid slap on the chest.

Pei Qing did not hold back, and this palm almost knocked Wei Ping away. Wei stabilized his body, knelt down with a plop, and suppressed the strong bloody smell in his throat.

Don’t dirty the master’s place…

As Wei Ping thought, severe pain gradually came from the place where the chest was hit, and spread to the surroundings bit by bit, as if his internal organs had been scattered. Wei Ping endured the pain until his back was wet, but his lowered eyes were bright.

It was terrifying, sparkling with morbid excitement and joy.

This is the Lord...so...so powerful!

He coughed lightly and suppressed the sweetness in his throat again. Pei Qing did not say a word, and Wei Ping could hardly raise his head due to the sour air.

"Subordinate...please...please...the master...please punish...the master..." Wei Ping spoke with difficulty, his voice hoarse like a black crow.

"You are very courageous to act without authorization."

There were not many ups and downs in Pei Qing's words, but the solemn killing intent in them made Wei Ping lower his head lower.

"My subordinates will receive their punishment."

"It's just that my lord and subordinates think that the princess..." cannot be kept.

Wei Ping could not finish his words because Pei Qing's murderous intention doubled again.

"If you keep talking, you won't have to show up again."

Wei Ping kept silent and left quickly regardless of his injuries, fearing that he would stain his Lord's eyes by staying any longer.

Even though he made rude remarks, the Lord still spared his life, which made Wei Ping feel relieved, at least the Lord did not take Princess Zhaoding seriously.

It's just... it's still a little abnormal.

Wei Ping, like Zhu Yan, noticed the strangeness in Pei Qing's clothes.

The Lord never allows himself to be like this. Could it be that the Lord encountered some trouble when he was with the princess?

Wei Ping thought for a while and felt that it made some sense. How kind-hearted could a member of the royal family be? It would be better to get rid of him as soon as possible.

Wei Ping laughed gloomily twice, covered his chest and slowly accepted the punishment.

Your lord should not have any weaknesses. He, Wei Ping, will clear all obstacles for your lord.

"Someone can't bear it anymore."

Pei Qing murmured that Wei Ping would notice Song Qing'an, thinking that someone was instigating it.

There were indeed a few restless men under Liu Quan. I never imagined that those people would be so impatient and start taking action on the first day after leaving the palace.

Pei Qing summoned someone and told him to keep an eye on Song Qing'an's tent.

"...We must protect the third princess."

"Subordinates take orders."

Watching the man leave, Pei Qing rubbed the jade ring with his fingertips and turned it slowly.

The little princess is thinking too much, I wonder if she will think too much...

Pei Qing said "tsk" impatiently, feeling a little tricky for the first time.

——

The sky is clear and clear today. Anyone who participates in the spring hunting will not be sitting in a fine BMW. Under the sunlight, the horses' manes are shining with sparkling luster. The horn sounds, and on the hunting ground, the horses are still gathered together.

Scattered apart.

After all, Emperor Liang was old. Even though he had strong medicine to forcibly restore his strength, it was still too far-fetched for him to ride a horse. Therefore, Emperor Liang only sat in a carriage, surrounded by Yulin guards. The carriage was made of ivory.

It should be particularly eye-catching among horses.

There are occasionally some special colors in the crowd of hunters, and they are the female relatives of military generals, who are particularly heroic. Song Qing'an is not proficient in riding and shooting, and only knows a few things, so he naturally does not join in the fun, and only sits on the lookout with Concubine Chen.

above, looking down at the situation below.

The observation deck is not high, but it is enough to have a panoramic view of the paddock. Although Song Qing'an did not participate, he still changed into the riding clothes given by Pei Qing.

Jiang Zhi looked at her a few times because of her clothes, and finally couldn't help but say: "The princess's riding attire is very delicately made."

"Your Majesty, you have good eyesight." Song Qing'an smiled softly and passed her hand to Jiang Zhi so that she could take a closer look, "It is made of cloud brocade."

Even Jiang Zhi couldn't help but be surprised. She took Song Qing'an's hand and took a closer look at the cuff pattern. It was indeed a bit extravagant to use such precious material for riding clothing.

Jiang Zhi knew that this was not Song Qing'an's style of doing things. Just think about it and she would know who gave it to her.

Jiang Zhi smiled and praised: "It's really good, the princess is very suitable."

"The queen is so impressed."

Song Qing'an felt blessed, sat down again, and looked towards the paddock.

"How do you feel about your Majesty being here?"

On the paddock, there were many Xiye people's horses with some hares on them, and some people had hunted deer and were heading towards the camp. Jiang Zhi slightly lowered his eyes and saw clearly. Looking at the Daliang people, the prey looked like

Much less.

"The time is too short to see it." Jiang Zhi held the sill with one hand and tapped her fingertips, "Daliang is not like the barbarians who rush recklessly. These people never win by quantity."

Song Qingan raised his eyebrows slightly. She had heard something. A tiger was released on the hunting ground. Whoever could hunt it would naturally come out on top.

I don’t know who proposed such a dangerous method, but Emperor Liang agreed.

"Qing'an is stupid, but I still think...this move is inappropriate."
Chapter completed!