Throughout the Spring Banquet, Shen Qianyu was focused on when Emperor Wen Hui would leave. As soon as Emperor Wen Hui left, he also left, just so that Song Yuning could take Song Wan away early.
After walking out of the Imperial Garden, Shen Qianyu and Ji Rong headed towards the East Palace.
"The flowers are blooming well. Concubine Jiang is very interested."
Ji Rong looked at the flower pots placed all over the floor, occupying the main road in the palace, and gave Shen Qianyu a puzzled look.
Yesterday, his master clearly said that this thing was very cumbersome, not only wasting people and money, but also blocking the palace roads. How could it be that Concubine Jiang had intentions today?
"You don't have to follow me to bring you the gifts prepared by me during the day."
During the day, he had gone to various palaces in the palace to deliver festive gifts, but only those from Changxin Palace stayed behind. Although it was a festival, it was not easy to go to the imperial concubine's palace at night.
Ji Rong quickly sent over the gift prepared by Shen Qianyu. He lifted it and weighed it twice, realizing that it was enough for one person to stride towards Changxin Palace.
However, there were always palace maids and eunuchs coming up to salute him on the way. He was bored and sent three or two groups of people away and took a relatively remote route.
Passing by Ningxiang Pavilion, Shen Qianyu heard a pleasant sound from the piano.
"Pretend to be a ghost."
With a sneer, he didn't stop at all.
Qidao met so many eunuchs and maids today that they were waiting for him here.
The expression on his face was slightly condensed, and a hint of irritation rose in his heart.
If there is an ambush here, is the message sent by Concubine Yun true or false?
He paused for a moment, then thought about it and took a bigger step.
If it's fake, it's just a wasted trip, but if it's true and he doesn't keep the appointment, does that mean he's an arrogant person who doesn't know etiquette?
Shen Qianyu thought so, and felt inexplicably excited.
But before he could be happy for long, he felt a gust of fragrance coming from behind him not far from Ningxiang Pavilion, and the heavy powdery smell made Shen Qianyu frown hard.
"who?"
"Your Highness, please save my little girl."
A disheveled woman ran out from behind. The woman had a graceful figure, and her waist was so slender that it seemed as if it would break if pinched, and she was so limp.
Moreover, her eyes were filled with water as she spoke, as if she was angry or afraid as she looked at Shen Qianyu's cowardly look, which was both charming and charming.
"Your Highness, save the little girl."
The woman stumbled and cried and rushed towards Shen Qianyu. Shen Qianyu did not move, but when the man was about to fall into his arms, he suddenly turned sideways.
With a pop, the woman fell to the ground and fell hard.
The torn and messy coat slowly slid down to the ground along the smooth skin. The girl exposed her fair white back and lay on the ground delicately for a long time without getting up.
Shen Qianyu was about to leave, but he heard the girl sobbing in her melodious voice: "Your Highness, a thief dropped aphrodisiac on my little girl. Your Highness, please save my little girl..."
"His Royal Highness also smelled the fragrance on my little girl's body just now. If you don't understand it, you will be harmed."
The girl raised her head, revealing a peerless and beautiful face: "Your Highness, my little girl..."
She gathered her clothes together, her face full of shame: "My little girl is innocent... I don't ask for status, I just want to stay with His Highness as a slave and maid to keep my reputation."
"Famous festival?"
Shen Qianyu looked at the woman and sneered: "How do you get your reputation for being disheveled in the middle of the night? You can talk so much nonsense, I guess the fall is not painful enough."
Too lazy to say more to her, Shen Qianyu lowered his head and looked at the suitcase in his hand, and left quickly when he saw that nothing was crooked.
When he walked far away, the woman was in so much pain that she couldn't even get up.
"waste."
Jiang Man stepped forward from the shadows and looked down at the woman on the ground with sinister eyes.
"Empress."
The girl wanted to cry but she softly begged for mercy: "His Royal Highness has fallen in love with the charm of a common girl, so he shouldn't be unresponsive. If the empress gives a common girl another chance, the common girl will definitely..."
Jiang Man glanced impatiently at the eunuch behind him. The eunuch silently stepped forward, covered the girl's mouth and dragged her down.
"If I knew this thing was so useless, I wouldn't have gone to great lengths to bring her into the palace by watching the Spring Banquet."
"Mother, what about today?"
Jiang Man frowned: "Are you stupid to be the prince? If your plan fails, he will wait for you to try another one?"
The palace maid retreated silently, not daring to make any sound.
"Go back to Yanqing Palace."
After a few people left, a thin eunuch appeared and cleaned up the Western Zhou Dynasty, erasing all traces around him before leaving silently.
Shen Qianyu had something on his mind and was too lazy to care about other people's evil thoughts, so he walked to Changxin Palace wholeheartedly.
As soon as he entered Changxin Palace, he saw Song Wan sitting on the stone table outside Concubine Yun's palace, writing and pasting Zhu Chun calligraphy and paintings with Heng Zhi.
Song Wan today is very different from the past.
Shen Qianyu couldn't tell what had changed about her, but it just made him feel like he couldn't see enough.
Under the palace lantern, Song Wan seemed to have a light halo. Her brows were already soft, but now she was bathed in the orange light, giving her an even more gentle and charming aura.
Shen Qianyu felt thunder in his chest, and hot blood flowed from his heart to his whole body, and soon it was so hot that he couldn't hold the basket in his hand.
When the mind thinks of it, the passion moves.
Shen Qianyu suddenly panicked, and the hand holding the suitcase couldn't help but clenched nervously.
It really... shouldn't be!
How could he...how could he?
Shen Qianyu wiped the sweat from his forehead blankly, frowning tightly, wondering in his heart.
Qin Rao also gave him a lot of strange things when he was in Nanqing, but except for one or two episodes of agitation when he was young, those drugs had long since lost their effectiveness for him.
The thing in the hands of that woman today could not be better than that of the Nanqing royal family, which was famous for its lewdness and lewdness.
There was no way he could be deceived by it.
So, how?
Shen Qianyu stood blankly in front of the courtyard gate. Song Wan and Heng Zhi finished posting the Yichun posters. As soon as they turned around, they saw a tall man standing not far behind him.
Before he could see the man's face clearly, Song Wan knelt on his knees and bowed his head to pay homage to the prince.
The crown prince's crown uniform is too dazzling.
"The eldest daughter of the Song family pays homage to His Highness the Crown Prince."
Seeing that all the ladies in the family were kneeling down, Heng Zhi also knelt down hurriedly.
Shen Qianyu's mind was in turmoil. He looked down at Song Wan and his heart was still beating like a drum.
Today, Song Wan wore a short-collared jacket. When he lowered his head, his long black hair fell from his shoulders, revealing an ear like white jade.
Shen Qianyu took a step back and said nothing.
Song Wan knelt on the ground. The prince didn't say anything. She didn't dare to speak and stood up. She could only wait quietly for the prince to make a move.
After a moment of thought, she heard the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, followed by the sound of messy footsteps.
When he heard that the prince had run away, Song Wan looked up blankly.
"Miss, that one just now... is the prince?"
Song Wan also blinked: "Wearing a crimson robe and stepping on a red saddle, he must be the prince..."
The master and servant looked at each other, not knowing what the situation was.
Song Yuning came out of the bedroom holding her cloak and saw the master and servant kneeling on the ground, both stunned.
"What's going on? What are you two kneeling here for? It's the time of the cold weather, and you seriously damaged your kneecaps."
Pulling Song Wan up, Song Yuning frowned: "What are you doing?"
Song Wan said: "Aunt, it seems that the Crown Prince has just arrived."
"The prince is here? Where is he?"
Song Wan pointed to the pile of things scattered on the ground, looking worried: "I don't know, I left these and ran away."
