When leaving Changxin Palace, Shen Qianyu took Song Wan to the Yi Pavilion.
The two of them were silent all the way, but their fingers were clasped tightly with both hands.
Song Wan values the rules and never sheds tears in front of others easily. Now that she has a noble status, she cannot express her joy and anger. But Shen Qianyu didn't feel good about seeing her like this, but it made him extremely distressed.
"If Wan'er is sad, he will cry."
"I'm not sad, I'm just a little bit reluctant to leave my aunt."
Song Wan raised his head and looked at Shen Qianyu with a slight smile on his face. But in Shen Qianyu's eyes, her eyes were moist and the ends of her eyes were red.
"Palace lantern."
Shen Qianyu turned back, reached out and took the palace lantern from the eunuch's hand: "You guys, please step back."
He sent everyone behind him and took Song Wan's hand to walk to the East Palace alone.
"There is no one at the moment. If Wan'er wants to cry, just cry."
Ben was still a little sad in his heart, but how could Song Wan cry when he did this? She held Shen Qianyu's hand and shook her head with a smile: "Wan'er doesn't want to cry."
"If you cry, I'm the only one who won't be afraid of you."
Shen Qianyu thought that Song Wan was embarrassed to lose his composure in front of him, so he held up the palace lantern and blew it out in front of his eyes.
"Wan'er, cry, now I can't see you either, no one knows about you."
"Wan'er can't cry."
How could Song Wan cry when he made him laugh and cry? Shen Qianyu, on the other hand, was unyielding, thinking that she was suppressing her emotions and not daring to vent them.
"Wan'er..."
Stretching out his hands around Song Wan's waist, the man's arms pulled him into his arms. He dropped the palace lantern and pressed Jiao'er in his arms tightly into his chest.
"I know Wan'er should exercise restraint, but I don't like you humiliating yourself like this."
"I grant you the position of queen because I want to give you the best and most noble thing in the world. I want Wan'erke to be the most wanton and wanton person in the world. Instead of using the position of a queen to give you Trapped, let you be trapped in this golden cage, be careful all your life, and don't dare to make a wrong step."
"I want to be as free as I want. I can cry when I want to cry, laugh when I want to laugh. When I'm not happy, you can lose your temper. When you're happy, you can sing loudly."
"Wan'er, I'm afraid..."
"I'm afraid that I will trap you in the harem and make you wear shackles on your back. You will neither be happy nor sad for the rest of your life, just for the sake of Nao Shizi's queenly appearance."
Shen Qianyu hugged Song Wan and whispered word by word in her ear.
He hugged her tightly, as if he wanted to rub Song Wan into his heart.
The man's chest was so hot that Song Wan's ears felt like they were burning.
"Wan'er, cry if you want. I won't laugh at you."
He was even more afraid of seeing Song Wan who never shed tears.
What he couldn't see the most was that she was smiling and treating others with gentleness and kindness, but she was forced to hide her lonely look.
He felt sorry for Song Wan, who was so kind and sensible, but he couldn't bear the fact that he had to break her wings because of himself. He couldn't bear the thought of the person he loved and doted on with his heart, but who had to wrong himself for him.
Walking to the corner, Shen Qianyu put him down and pressed the back of Song Wan's head on his chest: "Wan'er is crying..."
Along the way, he lifted people up and put them down, tightening them for a while and relaxing them for a while. Song Wan was so tormented by him that he was so dizzy, how could he still cry?
Now she was pinned down by a man's big hand again, and she couldn't break free despite several attempts. Song Wan simply gave up resistance and lay in Shen Qianyu's arms to relieve his dizziness.
Listening to the man's words urging her to cry quickly, she couldn't bear it anymore and laughed in his arms.
"Could it be that His Highness wants to stun Wan'er..."
His hand was very strong, and he had to use an extra third of strength when he got excited. The sadness in Song Wan's heart about his aunt's departure from Beijing was completely eliminated by him with one stroke or two.
"Are you bored?"
Shen Qianyu pulled him away and carefully helped Song Wan tidy up his slightly messy hair.
Song Wan took his hand and said softly: "Your Highness, there is no need to worry. If Wan'er feels sad, he will speak to His Highness."
After thinking for a while, she added: "Laugh and cry, I can only talk to His Highness."
How could she not see that Shen Qianyu was afraid that she would be wronged? If he had this intention, how could she not be moved?
Due to his experience, Shen Qianyu can be regarded as a true loner. Song Wan knew that he cared about him, so he was willing to reassure him.
She held Shen Qianyu's arm and responded to him: "If Wan'er feels uncomfortable in the future and goes to find His Highness, I will tell His Highness everything in detail. I won't hide it and won't bear it, so that Your Highness won't find it annoying."
"How?"
Shen Qianyu looked happy.
How could he find her annoying?
Knowing that Song Wan was not an ordinary woman in a boudoir, she did not want to rely on others, but this was exactly what Shen Qianyu was concerned about.
"Wan'er will tell me all his feelings from now on. I won't be bothered by it."
"Wan'er knows."
Song Wan stood beside Shen Qianyu with a smile. He was still reluctant to leave after the first person was sent to Laiyi Pavilion.
"Your Highness, please come back. Don't make anyone worry."
Shen Qianyu nodded and then returned to the East Palace alone.
Sitting on the Babu bed, Song Wan's eyes were filled with exquisite objects that Song Yuning had given her in the past. There are beaded hairpins, rings, gouache and rouge, as well as hard-to-find ornaments.
Ever since she was a child, her aunt would prepare a portion of any good thing she found for her. Even if she went to Chengyang Marquis Mansion to be a widow and didn't need many items, her aunt would help her store them in the palace.
After putting those things in his hands one by one and playing with them, Song Wan carefully put them away.
Tomorrow was when her aunt was leaving Beijing, and she knew why her aunt wouldn't let her and her brother go to see her off.
I’m so reluctant to let go, and even more heartbroken when I see you.
"Hengzhi, help me put it down."
The next day, it was just getting slightly brighter when Song Wan woke up. She sat in Lai Yi Pavilion and looked at the scene outside the window, lost in thought.
At this time, my aunt and Qianbai should get up, get dressed, and leave as soon as the palace door opens.
"Miss, will my servant accompany you for a walk?"
Song Wan nodded and walked out of Yi Pavilion with Heng Zhi.
"The weather is perfect today, no wind or rain."
Heng Zhi said: "Concubine Yun will have a smooth journey and arrive in Nanqing safely."
The two of them stood far away from the palace gate. Song Wan saw his aunt getting into a car and leaving with Qian Bai. Arriving at the palace gate, Song Yuning slowly got out of the car with the help of Cai Hairpin.
She stood at the palace gate and looked in for a long time, then turned around and said something to Cai Ji before getting into the carriage again.
The carriage drove out of the palace gate, and Song Wan didn't come back to his senses until the palace gate closed.
Her aunt really left Dongning, and she didn't know if she would see her again in this life.
"Miss……"
"Let's go, my aunt will be safe."
After saying that, Song Wan and Heng Zhi returned to Lai Yi Pavilion.
After Song Yuning left, the days in the palace became very dull. In a blink of an eye, a hundred days passed by, and the new emperor's coronation ceremony was coming...
