Song Qingshu was a man, and a normal man at that. He immediately picked her up and walked to the couch. Su Quan smiled coquettishly, hooked her around his neck, and pulled down the curtain beside the bed.
Soon there was a weeping voice in the room, which made people blush when they heard it, and their heart beat faster when they heard it.
When she woke up the next day, Su Quan talked to him in a daze, and then fell into a sweet and sound sleep again. Song Qingshu kissed her on the forehead, then got up, packed her clothes and left the bedroom, saying goodbye as they should. People spent the whole night talking.
After lingering for most of the night, Su Quan's whole body was limp like a ball of mud. She was already exhausted, and Song Qingshu didn't want to disturb her.
After leaving the dormitory, Song Qingshu also felt that his feet were a little weak, and he devoted himself to Zhao Min and Su Quan, two naturally charming women one after another, even though his body was made of iron, he still couldn't support it.
"If it wasn't for the special cultivation method that can nourish oneself with yin and yang qi, I'm afraid I would have died of that." Song Qingshu smiled wryly. Outsiders are envious of his good fortune, but how do outsiders know the hard work? Of course, these words will be more embarrassing.
No wonder most emperors lived short lives since ancient times. With so many concubines in the Sangong and Sixth Courtyards, there is no reason for them not to die of exhaustion if they want to get even exposure to the rain and dew.
When Song Qingshu came to Lenggong, Shen Bijun had already washed up and was sitting in the yard watering the flowers. Unlike what she saw before, her eyes were as bright as stars, as if she was shining at any time.
Although after a day and night of fierce fighting, Song Qingshu is now in the sage mode, still marveling at the beauty of the woman in front of him, thinking that it is no wonder that Su Quan kept saying that he would squeeze him dry last night, so as not to be tempted by this troublesome woman on the road.
"Brother Song, are you here?" Seeing Song Qingshu's arrival, Shen Bijun was a little surprised, but more surprised.
"Originally, we will start again in two days, but after much deliberation, it is better to go as soon as possible." Song Qingshu smiled slightly. No one knows when the Mongolian side will go south. It is better to hurry up, anyway, Liao Kingdom Su Quan can take care of it.
After a pause, Song Qingshu said, "Do you want to pack your luggage now?"
Shen Bijun was taken aback: "Shall we leave now?"
"Why, are you still reluctant to stay here?" Song Qingshu teased.
"Of course not," Shen Bijun blushed, "It's just a
For a while, I couldn't believe that I could leave this cage. "
However, she has no time to feel these things now, and the complicated look on her face was quickly replaced by excitement: "I don't have much to pack, it will be fine soon."
"No hurry, take your time to clean up." Seeing her jumping back, Song Qingshu didn't follow her in. After all, the other party would definitely have to pack some women's private clothes, and it wasn't very convenient for him.
Standing in the yard and waiting leisurely, but the wait lasted almost half an hour. Finally, seeing her carefully selected rouge powder, unnamed bottles and cans, and several large bags of clothes, I couldn't help crying and laughing: "Sure enough, women of any age are like this."
Hearing his muttering, Shen Bijun said with some embarrassment: "I've kept you waiting for a long time. Fortunately, I'm not at home, otherwise there would be more of these things."
It was only then that Song Qingshu remembered that she was originally a rich young lady, who grew up with a golden key in her mouth, and her family loved her very much, so naturally she could have whatever she wanted.
"I just don't know if those things in Shen Garden are still there." Shen Bijun suddenly said sadly.
"You'll know if you go back and have a look yourself." Song Qingshu comforted her when she saw that the Shen family was wiped out again.
"I thought that I would die in a foreign land in this life, but I never thought I would have the opportunity to go back to Shenyuan. Brother Song, thank you." Shen Bijun bowed and saluted while talking.
"Don't be so polite, Mr. Bi." Song Qingshu helped her up, "It won't be too late to thank you when you really return to Shen Garden."
"En." Supported by a young man, Shen Bijun's heartbeat obviously accelerated a little.
"You?" At this time, a suspicious voice came from outside the door, and the two turned their heads, and it turned out that it was the court lady standing at the door looking at them in horror.
Shen Bijun's face turned red, and he hurriedly took a step back to separate from the other party, while Song Qingshu didn't care, and said to the maid indifferently: "I'm ordered to take Concubine Hui out of the palace. Soon there will be an imperial decree that no one else is allowed to visit, and you don't have to worry about leaking the secret."
"Are you taking the empress out of the palace?" The maid was completely dumbfounded. This was beyond her understanding. You must know that the ending of a woman in the cold palace is either to grow old alone, or to be given a white silk. It is possible to make a comeback, but it has never been heard that the concubine will be released from the palace.
"You... are you going to elope?" Na Gong
The woman asked tremblingly, originally thought that the man in front of her was the emperor's confidant guard or something, but no matter how big the emperor was, he would not let a vigorous young man take his woman out of the palace. There is no man who can resist her charm.
After much deliberation, the only explanation is that the two plan to elope. After so many years in the palace, he naturally knows the seriousness of the matter. She was slashing all over the house, so naturally she had to ask clearly now.
"Elope?" Song Qingshu couldn't help laughing.
"What nonsense are you talking about!" Shen Bijun was extremely ashamed. The drama of elopement is a popular drama among those, but for these young ladies, countless people have emphasized how unnecessary elopement is to them since they were sensible. One thing about the face.
"Your Majesty, you can pity me. I have seniors and juniors. Once you leave, the higher authorities will investigate. What should I do?" The little maid couldn't help crying.
Shen Bijun opened her mouth, but she didn't know how to comfort her. She couldn't help but looked at Song Qingshu for help. In fact, she didn't know how the other party would take her out of the palace. The most likely situation was that the other party used superb martial arts to lead her away. Going out of the palace, but in this way it is easy to implicate the people around her. Thinking that she has regained her freedom, but the price is the lives of other people. She, who is kind by nature, can't bear it.
Song Qingshu threw the gold medal in his arms to the little maid: "Check it out yourself, whether this gold medal is fake or not, it is the emperor's personal possession."
"Who knows if you forged it." The little maid looked over and over again, and saw the golden dragon tattooed on it, with Yu written on one side and Ruzhen on the other side, her heart finally settled down.
"Who in the palace dares to falsely preach the imperial decree?" Song Qingshu stretched out his hand and sucked the gold medal back into his hand, but he couldn't bear to blame this conscientious little palace lady. Of course, what should be frightened should be frightened, "Remember not Talk too much, or you may lose your life."
After finishing speaking, he took Shen Bijun out, and the two of them walked to the door, and the little palace maid timidly asked behind them: "Your Majesty, will you come back?"
"I..." Shen Bijun opened his mouth, but found that he didn't know the answer. He couldn't help looking at the man beside him, and asked the same question, "Brother Song, will I come back?"