"It's okay..." Song Qingshu comforted her a few words. After all, anyone who sleeps until midnight and wakes up to find someone standing next to the bed, if she doesn't scream out of fright, she has a good mental quality.
"Have you finished your work?" Shen Bijun thought about it, but felt that it was indecent to lift the quilt. Although she was still wearing clothes, it seemed too rude to stay under the quilt all the time. Education has never taught how to face the current situation, and I couldn't help being entangled for a while.
Song Qingshu was taken aback for a moment, and then realized that she was referring to dealing with Xiao Yuanshan's A'Zhu's affairs, and couldn't help but smile slightly: "It's been dealt with."
Noticing her embarrassed and hesitant expression, Song Qingshu said thoughtfully: "You don't need to get up, let's just talk about it like this."
"Well~" Shen Bijun nodded gratefully, thinking that he was really careful, and at the same time secretly looked at the famous Golden Snake King.
"Is there a flower growing on my face?" Seeing her keep looking at him tentatively, Song Qingshu couldn't help laughing.
"Ah?" Shen Bijun was instantly ashamed, "I... I'm just curious."
"Actually, you don't need to be so restrained. We have been together for so long before anyway." Song Qingshu took advantage of the opportunity and sat down by the bed, as if he didn't treat himself as an outsider.
Shen Bijun quietly glanced at the bedside, but she didn't make a sound to stop her. Savoring the meaning of the other person's words, she couldn't help opening her eyes wide: "Are you really Zhao Weiyi?"
Song Qingshu smiled slightly, and began to imitate Zhao Weiyi's voice again: "Before I had something to do, I couldn't reveal my identity, I hope Miss Shen will forgive me."
"It's really you." Hearing the familiar voice, Shen Bijun had no doubts, "The one I met at the Wei Palace that day..."
Song Qingshu instantly understood what she was asking, and explained with a smile: "That's a joke made by one of my companions, I hope Miss doesn't mind."
"Why would I mind?" Shen Bijun pursed his lips into a smile, "Master, you don't have to talk to each other like this, just call me Bijun."
Song Qingshu was taken aback. You must know that in this world, especially the women in the Song Dynasty, the boudoir names are generally only known to those closest to them. If you agree to the other party calling your boudoir name directly, it is obviously related to a certain extent. Bai Shu: "Well, Bi Jun doesn't have to talk about every young master, you can call me Big Brother Song in the future."
"Well, Brother Song~" Shen Bijun's voice was like a mosquito, and a blush appeared on her face. She was also surprised that she would not be like this when she was with Zhao Weiyi. Why is she still the same person, and her identity is different? Feeling different
"During this period of time, you have been frightened. Because I couldn't get out of my family, I haven't come to you." Song Qingshu was a little apologetic. She was a little girl who experienced a great change from the cloud to the dust. Her family was wiped out. A weak woman in this deep There were no relatives in the palace, and I didn't know how much panic and fear I had experienced during this time.
"I'm very happy to see you in the end." With the conversation between the two, Shen Bijun has gradually calmed down, especially the tone of the other party's speech is no different from that of Zhao Weiyi before, which makes her feel more at ease.
But as soon as this sentence came out, she regretted it a little, because it sounded like a lover's coquetry...
Of course Song Qingshu didn't think too much: "I came to you this time because I have something to tell you."
"Confession..." Hearing these two words, Shen Bijun's heart skipped a beat. Not only was she unparalleled in beauty, but she was also a well-known talented woman.
(Note: The chapter name of the last chapter is wrong, it should be Begonia Spring Sleeping, this chapter is Fengluo Lenggong)
Noticing the darkening of her face, Song Qingshu naturally understood what was going on, and then explained: "I'm really sorry, but now is not the time to save you and leave, I hope Bi Jun understands."
Shen Bijun forced a smile: "The situation won't get worse anyway, so it doesn't matter if you don't understand."
Song Qingshu knew that she had misunderstood: "The situation is not as bad as you think, I just want you to stay in the palace for a while, and I will come back to pick you up in a few months."
"Are you coming to pick me up?" Hearing these words, Shen Bijun's pretty face blushed slightly. How could it feel like a husband on an expedition said to his wife, but this feeling did not make her disgusted, on the contrary, there was an inexplicable warmth .
Suddenly she thought of something, and hurriedly said: "Can you take me out of the palace first, I can find a hut to settle down and wait for you there."
It was extremely bold for her to say such a thing, because to some extent it also represented a kind of promise. It is self-evident what a woman is willing to wait for a man to come back to pick her up.
The encounters during this period made her understand that a weak woman has no ability to protect herself in troubled times, and her beautiful appearance will not bring her any happiness, but will only bring her endless disasters—unless she can find a
A man strong enough to rely on. Originally, she could have chosen Xiao Shishilang, but for some reason, from time to time, she would think of the luthier who shared her troubles, the man entrusted by her father before his death.
Now that she knows that the man she never forgets is actually the famous Song Qingshu, she is shocked but also full of surprises. After all, she has heard many legends about him in her boudoir, and at that time she just regarded him as a legend in the myth. The character, I didn't expect to overlap with the man in reality, so a different kind of affection arose.
But it’s hard to say how much love there is. A more appropriate description should be a kind of worship, a kind of attachment, and gratitude for the grace of saving life.
Hearing her request, Song Qingshu frowned, shook his head and said, "No, it's not safe outside the palace." He didn't make it too obvious, worried that she would embarrass her, after all, she has no self-defense with such an alluring appearance. With the power, it is easy to attract all kinds of crazy bees, butterflies, dudes and the like outside, how can I wait until I come to pick her up safely
Who knew that Shen Bijun hurriedly said: "It's even more unsafe in the palace!"
Song Qingshu was taken aback, seeing her unspeakable expression, and suddenly laughed: "You are worried about Yelu Hongji."
"Well," Shen Bijun nodded slightly, "I had your help last time, but if he comes again after you left, what can I do?" She had no choice before, in order to avenge the Shen family, she could only be wronged She entered the palace as a concubine, but now she met Song Qingshu, how could she commit herself to that Yelu Hongji
"Don't worry, the current Yelu Hongji won't come to you anymore," Song Qingshu explained with a smile, "And now that Yelu Yixin is rebelling, you were recommended by Xiao Xiamo from Yelu Yixin's department, so naturally you will If you are implicated, the imperial edict that will put you in limbo will come down in two days."
"Lenggong?" Shen Bijun's exquisite face showed a hint of panic. Although she is not a real imperial concubine, the place of Lenggong is an unknown place for any woman.
"Don't worry, it's only temporary, and it's mainly to protect you." Song Qingshu comforted him hastily.
Shen Bijun gradually calmed down, because it was better to think of the deserted cold palace than to be frightened in the harem: "But... what if Yelu Hongji calls me...calls me to bed on a whim?" She was a princess who almost became a princess People, of course, have seen these biographies of the harem in the past dynasties. Although the number is small, there are also concubines who were relegated to the cold palace and made a comeback. She was worried that Yelu Hongji would come to her again, after all, she knew how troublesome her appearance was.
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