"nothing."
Shen Qianyu took his hand back, but his heart felt extremely itchy.
He looked at Song Wan's back and finally couldn't help but gently stroke her hair.
Noticing the movements of the person behind him, Song Wan pursed his lips and smiled, but never turned around and let him go.
After getting along with the prince for a long time, she felt that he had a childish nature in his heart.
He seemed to be very curious about everything related to her, including food and drink expenses, clothing and jewelry, and even the book she was reading. When Shen Qianyu saw it, he would take it and look through it before returning it to her.
Sometimes Song Wan could see that he wanted to get close, but was afraid of being rude and rude, and he was so anxious that he didn't know what to do.
She arched her eyebrows and wanted to smile in her heart.
At this moment, she can also feel the other person's cherishment.
With a little sweetness in his heart, Song Wan turned around and held Shen Qianyu's hand in his palm: "Your Highness..."
"Wan'er?"
"What does Your Highness want to say?"
Shen Qianyu looked at Song Wan with sincere eyes: "Is it possible for an ordinary husband to hug his wife?"
“……”
Song Wan laughed, took two steps forward and hugged Shen Qianyu's waist.
It seemed that after meeting the prince, she could no longer maintain her reserve.
Just because Song Wan knew that if she said she couldn't, he would get to the bottom of it and ask why. If she says yes, he will have to ask when he can hold her. If he holds her, she will be happy or not. If not, he will have to say some annoying things.
She was harassed for several days, and her endless persistence in questioning the prince made her feel both ashamed and sad.
Now she would rather take the initiative on her own than him holding her in his arms while mumbling questions in her ear.
Putting his cheek against Shen Qianyu's chest, Song Wan couldn't help but laugh as he thought about it.
"Wan'er, can I put my arm around your waist?"
"If the ring breaks, I won't move."
Song Wan heard thunder in Shen Qianyu's chest, which made her feel dizzy.
Hearing this again, she raised her hand and took the man's wrist, wrapping his arm around her slender waist.
"Is Your Highness happy?"
Shen Qianyu pursed his lips, feeling a little embarrassed but also a little happy.
It's hard for him to answer.
He was afraid that when he opened his mouth, he would ask something that Wan'er didn't want to hear.
How could he not know that Wan'er didn't like him and kept asking him questions? But Shen Qianyu always felt that if she didn't ask, she wouldn't say anything even if she was wronged for no reason.
She would only keep those grievances in her heart, and at some point, those disappointments and pains would slowly ferment and turn into a bitter fruit that he couldn't bear.
His attitude seems to be soft-hearted, but sometimes he has the coldness of a child from aristocratic families. If she was so cold-hearted, no matter how much he begged to stay, she would never look at him again.
Shen Qianyu hugged him tightly, and after a long time he let out a cry of joy.
Song Wan couldn't help but hugged the man's slightly nervous and stiff body, but felt a bit of pity in his heart that he felt when he doted on the golden tiger.
The two of them hugged each other quietly, and when it was almost Haishi, Shen Qianyu turned around and said goodbye to Song Wan.
As soon as he let go of his hand, he felt that his whole body was empty.
"Wan'er is here to guard His Highness."
Song Wan stood at the gate of Laiyi Pavilion holding a palace lantern. Shen Qianyu nodded, walked a few steps forward and looked back at her.
The palace lantern was dim and could not illuminate very far, and Shen Qianyu could not even see clearly the expression on Song Wan's face.
But as long as he thought about her standing behind him, Shen Qianyu felt warm in his heart.
"Wan'er, please go back. It's cold outside."
"Your Highness, please come back soon. Your Highness will return as soon as I return to my concubine."
The girl's soft voice was filled with a smile, and Shen Qianyu made a muffled hum before leaving.
When he returned to the East Palace, he saw Wan Xiao lying on a wooden chair in the courtyard with a blank expression, thinking about something, and she didn't even notice that he came in.
Shen Qianyu came to him and frowned: "Why are you bullying a little girl today?"
"My subordinate did not bully the little girl."
Shen Qianyu clicked his tongue: "That trick of yours is enough to deceive the girl playing with the vat."
Wan Xiao sat up and said with a wry smile: "My subordinate went to check Jinshu's stall today. She is from Baoding Mansion."
"Is it related to you?"
"So be it."
After saying that, Wan Xiao lay back again, looking as if she was beyond love.
Wan Xiao's family also came from Baoding Prefecture, and his family had been wealthy since childhood, and he was a famous gentry.
Shen Qianyu only knew that Wan Xiao's family had offended Duan Yiting, and the whole family was confiscated by Duan Yiting. Not only did the other party steal his family's money, he also threw Wan Xiao and several of his cousins into the palace.
Wan Xiao's surname was not Wan, but he got the surname Wan when he first entered the palace and asked an eunuch in charge to be his godfather in order to save his life.
Shen Qianyu stood beside him for a moment, raised his hand and patted his shoulder.
A man is a real man, he can endure no matter how painful the pain is. He needs no comfort and has nothing to comfort him.
If Wan Xiao wants to say something, he will speak naturally.
Shen Qianyu got up and returned to the bedroom.
After entering the room, Ji Rong came over to help him change his clothes. When the last piece of underwear was left, Ji Rong respectfully left.
Seeing people leaving, Shen Qianyu took off his clothes and plunged into the white jade pool.
If the scars on her body were only an eyesore to Shen Qianyu in the past, now they can be said to be hateful. If he hadn't been injured like this, he could stay overnight in Yi Pavilion today and there would be no need to separate from Wan'er.
The more he thought about it, the more irritated he became. After Shen Qianyu hurriedly washed up, he pulled off a piece of bright yellow house arrest and put it around his waist before leaving the pool.
Ji Rong had already prepared the moisturizing cream and put it aside. Shen Qianyu picked it up and pulled out the porcelain plug, frowning slightly.
How much of this should I use?
After thinking for a moment, he reached out and scooped out most of the can and applied it on his body.
With a thick layer of sticky paste sticking to his skin, Shen Qianyu frowned and sat by the pool waiting impatiently.
The paste was moist and exuded a light tea fragrance, but Shen Qianyu felt a headache after smelling it for a long time.
After reaching a pool of warm water to cool him thoroughly, he washed himself again and walked to the bronze mirror.
"Tsk, fishing for fame and reputation."
What kind of moisturizing cream has no effect at all.
Slightly depressed, Shen Qianyu put the things in his hands aside, pulled up the quilt, covered his head and fell asleep.
Early the next morning, Wan Xiao returned to normal, as if he had never been as depressed as yesterday.
"Someone sent something to Cuiwei Tower for His Highness. The people from Dongchang delivered it to the palace yesterday."
After receiving the secret letter, Shen Qianyu raised his eyebrows slightly as he looked at the unique print on it.
He opened the letter and saw only the word Ninghe.
"Burn it."
Handing the letter in his hand to Wan Xiao, Wan Xiao glanced at it and asked, "What does this mean?"
Shen Qianyu said: "The Nanqing envoy has arrived at Ninghe."
"Nanqing's mission? Nanqing is coming to visit?"
Wan Xiao frowned: "How could it be so sudden? The court did not receive the news."
"I don't know."
After answering lightly, Shen Qianyu went to court.
He had a gloomy look all day long. When he went to Changxin Palace to pick up Song Wan in the evening, he showed some smile.
"Your Highness is in a bad mood today?"
"What happened?"
The two walked hand in hand in the palace. Song Wan tried to pull away several times but failed, so in the end he had to follow him.
Only when she occasionally saw eunuchs and maids, she still couldn't help but subconsciously want to stop.
But the more this happened, the tighter Shen Qianyu's grip became, making Song Wanhuan feel helpless.
Shen Qianyu was thinking about whether to tell her about Nan Qing's visit when he saw someone heading towards Yanqing Palace in a hurry.
When they stopped, the three of them were facing each other.
Shen Qianyu looked solemn, but Jiang Xingjian looked at the hands of the two people holding each other in front of him in astonishment.
