"marry you?"
As if hearing some joke, Shen Qianyu threw Qin Zhan's handwriting away with a flick of his two fingers.
This time no matter how Qin Rao called him, he never looked back.
Leaving Wan Xiao behind to wait for the imperial edict, Shen Qianyu hurriedly returned to the palace. After greeting Emperor Wenhui, he rushed to Laiyi Pavilion.
After Song Wan received the news that the prince had returned to the palace, she had been waiting in the courtyard early. Although her expression was silent, she was quite anxious in her heart.
She has missed that person for a long time.
When Shen Qianyu walked in from outside, he saw Song Wan wearing a goose-yellow palace dress and looking forward eagerly. When he saw him, he only blushed slightly and smiled gently. But just this smile calmed the man's heart, which had been worrying about gains and losses since he left.
His lover still likes him.
Shen Qianyu stepped forward and raised his hand to touch Song Wan's cheek, but it felt inappropriate when he stretched it out in front of her eyes.
He has a thin face, and most of all he doesn't like any intimate behavior from him outside.
Shen Qianyu was about to take back his hand, but Song Wan held it.
The girl's cheeks were flushed. She pressed his hand and wiped it gently on her face, then quickly let go.
Shen Qianyu's breathing shortened, and he felt that the tips of his ears were burning.
The man muttered in a hoarse voice: "You will be dirty all the way, or I will give you a hug."
There was a hint of unnoticeable grievance in his tone, which made Song Wan's heart soften and feel heartbroken.
Taking Shen Qianyu's hand, Song Wan said softly: "I asked Heng Zhi to prepare water. Do you want to wash up?"
"wash……"
With a slight cough, Shen Qianyu pretended to think for a moment.
It's just that he grinned from ear to ear, and the look in his eyes became erratic, and it really didn't look like he needed to hesitate and think.
He wants to wash up in Wan'er's bathroom?
Just thinking of this, Shen Qianyu felt dizzy, as if everything in front of him was covered with a white veil and became hazy.
Song Wan looked shy when he saw this, but he couldn't help but laugh.
The two walked into Yi Pavilion holding hands. Shen Qianyu took off his clothes and went to the bathroom at the back of the bedroom.
But as soon as he took two steps out, he turned back and whispered: "Wan'er, can you stay with me? I miss you so much, and I just want to look at you."
Song Wan did not hesitate when he heard the words and stepped forward with a smile on his face.
In her arms she still held the letter sent by Shen Qianyu some time ago.
She was holding it in her hand and looking at it again. Although she remembered every word above, she still felt eighty-nine percent happy when she read it again.
Thinking of Shen Qianyu's derogatory words hidden in the letter, Song Wan found him extremely cute.
Probably this is Aiwujiwu.
Once you like that person, you will find that whatever he does pleases people.
Pulling Shen Qianyu into the bathroom, the man undressed while Song Wan covered his face and smiled.
The room was filled with water vapor, which was steaming in the summer, making it feel sticky and pulling. Song Wan sat on a small wooden stool, smiling lightly with red cheeks.
The sound of water came to his ears, and Shen Qianyu said: "Wan'er, look at me."
Song Wan raised his eyes and saw the man lying on the edge of the barrel, staring at her with a pair of dark eyes.
She blinked, and the man also smiled stupidly.
She frowned, and the man was so anxious that water splashed all over the floor.
The two looked at each other for a long time, until Song Wan's face turned red and his ears turned red, then he saw the scar on Shen Qianyu's shoulder.
She stepped forward, stretched out her fingers and rubbed it repeatedly to check.
Shen Qianyu froze and allowed her to do whatever she wanted.
"His Highness did it?"
Shen Qianyu said: "Wan Xiao did it. He was born in charge of punishing thousands of households, and he is very good at this kind of thing."
"If he wants people to feel pain, he will feel pain; if he doesn't want people to feel pain, he will not feel pain."
Placing Song Wan's palm against his face, Shen Qianyu said, "That's why it doesn't hurt."
"nonsense."
Song Wan raised his hand and gently traced his eyebrows with his fingertips. His eyes were full of tenderness, but he didn't know where to start.
Shen Qianyu's heart was agitated, but he did not dare to interrupt Song Wan, for fear that he would show some impatience and make his Wan'er feel disgusted.
After thinking for a long time, he just stretched his neck to hint to Song Wan.
The man raised his head, Song Wan looked at his handsome features, and felt the words "Wan'er kiss the west" clearly written in his eyes.
Song Wan smiled softly, held his cheek and lowered his head to kiss him.
Being treated tenderly by his sweetheart, Shen Qianyu twisted his body and splashed in the water. Song Wan took a dry soft towel aside and carefully wiped his hair.
"Your Highness, don't do this in the future, and don't do anything harmful to Wan'er again."
Shen Qianyu took Song Wan's hand, pinched her fingertips curiously and affectionately, and sometimes gently traced the palm prints on her hand.
Song Wan's palms were itchy due to his annoyance, but he still let him go dotingly.
"It's not for Wan'er, it's for myself."
"It's me who despises that thing."
"Your Highness is lying."
"I didn't lie to Wan'er."
The two of them spoke very intimately to each other, and there was no sense of alienation or estrangement that they had not seen for many days.
Shen Qianyu changed his clothes, lay on the couch with Song Wan's knees as his pillow, and put one hand around her waist, trapping her tightly in his arms.
Traveling for many days made him exhausted, but when he saw his baby, he felt extremely excited and found it difficult to rest.
"I hung Qin Rao all the way like this, frightening her into a fog."
"Qin Rao originally thought that she could use Uncle Yan and his daughter to contain me, but she didn't expect that I would never take the initiative, so she got into chaos."
"I knew about the civil strife in Nanqing, so I kept rushing from the beginning. She was so tired that she was dizzy and had no time to think about it. In addition, I kept irritating her along the way. With Qin Rao's temper, she would definitely do something with anger. Wrong thing."
The fingertips hooked the tail of Song Wan's hair, and the man couldn't put it down.
Song Wan said: "Does His Highness Fengjun really want it?"
Shen Qianyu nodded: "If you want to marry her, let alone Fengjun. Give me the whole Nanqing, and I don't want it either."
"She looks annoyed."
Tightening his arms coquettishly, Shen Qianyu hummed: "Fengjun is located in an important area of Nanqing. It seems like a piece of fat, but in fact Dongning can't chew it. If you want to hold Fengjun in your hands, you need to Send troops to Nanqing."
"And if I send troops, Qin Zhan will definitely make a fuss about it."
Song Wan nodded: "Even if I don't take advantage of your influence, I will use this as an excuse to postpone the civil strife in Nanqing."
Regardless of whether Qin Zhan takes advantage of the situation or whether he calls a truce to slow down the civil strife in Nanqing, it is not a good thing for Dongning.
The purpose of taking Fengjun out was not only to ask for help, but also to confuse Dongning and prevent Dongning from attacking Nanqing at this time, creating a situation of internal and external troubles.
"Although Qin Zhan is cruel and unkind, the emperor's mind should not be underestimated."
Not wanting to listen to Song Wan praising others, Shen Qianyu snorted: "His trick may work for Emperor Wen Hui, but I'm afraid it won't work for me."
"If His Highness doesn't take over Fengjun, I'm afraid it will be difficult for His Majesty to explain."
"If the Holy One knew about Fengjun, I'm afraid he would let His Highness marry Princess Nanqing as his concubine."
After all, Emperor Wenhui had been afraid of Nanqing's national power for a long time, and if Nanqing showed his favor, he would definitely accept it.
Shen Qianyu said: "Fengjun won't accept it, but the handwriting will be accepted. As for Qin Rao, I have a way."
Song Wan thought for a moment after hearing the words, and soon understood what he meant.
The two of them had a heart-to-heart talk in the house, and Ji Rong and three young eunuchs brought in a huge box and cage.
Song Wan asked in confusion: "What is this?"
Shen Qianyu smiled and said: "It's a good thing I found outside and gave it to Wan'er."
Song Wanzheng was a little curious, but Shen Qianyu suddenly remembered something and sat up: "Don't open Wan'er, don't open."
