Bondage

Chapter 162

Throughout watching the spring banquet, Shen Qianyu's thoughts were all on when Emperor Wen Hui would leave.As soon as Emperor Wen Hui left, he followed suit, just so that Song Yuning could take Song Wan away earlier.

Walking out of the Imperial Garden, Shen Qianyu and Ji Rong headed towards the East Palace together.

"The flowers are blooming well, Concubine Jiang has a heart."

Ji Rong looked at the flowerpots that were placed all over the floor, occupying all the main roads in the palace, and gave Shen Qianyu a puzzled look.

Yesterday his master clearly said that this thing is very cumbersome, it not only wastes people's money, but also blocks the palace road, how could it become Concubine Jiang's heart today?

"You don't have to follow, go and bring the ceremony prepared by the palace during the day."

During the day, he sent gifts to all the halls in the palace, but only those from Changxin Palace stayed.Although it is a festival, it is not good to go to the imperial concubine's bedroom at night.

Ji Rong quickly brought over the ceremony gift prepared by Shen Qianyu, he lifted it up and weighed it twice, and felt that the weight was enough for one person to stride towards Changxin Palace.

It's just that there are always court ladies and eunuchs coming forward to salute on the way, and he was bored in his heart, so he sent two or three groups of people and changed to a relatively remote route.

Passing Ningxiang Pavilion, Shen Qianyu only heard a pleasant piano sound coming from inside.

"Pretend to be a ghost."

With a sneer, he didn't stop at all.

Weidao met so many eunuchs and maids today that they were here waiting for him.

The expression on his face was slightly condensed, and a trace of irritability rose in his heart.

If someone is lying in ambush here, is the story that Concubine Yun sent someone true or false?

He paused for a moment, and took bigger steps after thinking about it.

If it's fake, it's nothing more than a waste of time, but if it's true, but he doesn't come to the appointment, does that make him an arrogant and arrogant person?

When Shen Qianyu thought so, he was inexplicably excited.

It's just that before he was happy for a long time, just after he walked out of the Ningxiang Pavilion, he felt a gust of fragrant wind blowing behind him, and the heavy makeup smell made Shen Qianyu frowned fiercely.

"who?"

"His Royal Highness, save the little girl."

A woman in disheveled clothes ran out from behind. The woman had a flirty figure, her waist was so slender that it would break if she pinched it, and she was too soft.

And when she was talking, her eyes were watery, looking at Shen Qianyu's timid appearance with anger and fear, she was charming and very ecstatic.

"Your Highness, save the little girl."

The woman stumbled and cried and rushed towards Shen Qianyu. Shen Qianyu didn't move, but when the man was about to fall into her arms, she suddenly turned sideways.

With a thud, the woman fell to the ground and fell hard.

The outer shirt that was ripped into a mess slowly slid down to the ground along the slippery skin. The girl showed her white back, lying on the ground delicately for a long while without getting up.

Shen Qianyu was about to leave, but she heard the girl sobbing in a melodious voice, "His Royal Highness, a thief has left an aphrodisiac on the little girl, Your Highness, save the little girl..."

"His Royal Highness also smelled the fragrance of the little girl just now, if he doesn't understand, it will hurt his body."

The girl raised her head, revealing a peerless beauty: "Your Highness, little girl..."

Gathering up the clothes on her body, her face was full of shame: "My daughter is innocent... My daughter does not ask for a title, but only wants to stay by His Highness's side as a slave and handmaiden, in order to keep her name."

"Famous Festival?"

Shen Qianyu took a look at the woman, and said with a sneer, "Where did you get such a reputation for being disheveled in the middle of the night? You can talk so much nonsense, I think the fall didn't hurt enough."

Too lazy to talk to her, Shen Qianyu looked down at the suitcase in his hand, saw that the things were not even crooked, and left easily.

Until he walked a long way, the woman was in so much pain that she couldn't get up.

"waste."

Jiang Man stepped forward from the shadow, and looked down at the woman on the ground with dark eyes.

"Miss."

The girl wanted to cry or not, and softly begged for mercy: "His Royal Highness has fallen into the charm of a miner, so he shouldn't be unresponsive. Your empress will give the miner another chance, and the miner will definitely..."

Jiang Man glanced impatiently at the eunuch behind him, and the eunuch silently stepped forward to cover the girl's mouth and dragged her down.

"If I knew this thing was so useless, I wouldn't have tried my best to bring her into the palace through watching the spring banquet."

"Ma'am, what about today?"

Jiang Man raised his eyebrows sharply: "Are you stupid to be a prince? He is still waiting for you to do another plan if one plan fails?"

The maid retreated silently, not daring to make a sound.

"Go back to Yanqing Palace."

After the few people left, a thin eunuch appeared, cleaned the surroundings, and wiped away all traces before leaving silently.

Shen Qianyu had something on his mind, he was lazy to care about other people's crooked thoughts, and walked to Changxin Palace wholeheartedly.

As soon as he entered Changxin Palace, he saw Song Wan on the stone table outside Concubine Yun's bedroom, writing and pasting Zhu Chun's calligraphy and paintings with Heng Zhi.

Today's Song Wan is very different from the past.

Shen Qianyu couldn't tell what she had changed for a while, but it just made him feel that he couldn't see enough.

Song Wan under the palace lantern seemed to have a faint halo. Her brows and eyes were soft, but now she was bathed in orange lights, giving her a gentle and charming atmosphere.

Shen Qianyu only felt thunder in his chest, 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 heart thinks, the desire moves.

Shen Qianyu suddenly panicked, and couldn't help clenching the hand holding the case nervously.

It really... shouldn't be!

How could he... how could he?

Dazedly wiped the thin sweat from his forehead, Shen Qianyu frowned tightly, wondering in his heart.

Qin Rao also gave him a lot of strange things in Nanqing, but apart from the restlessness once or twice when he was young, those medicines have long since lost their effect on him.

The things in that woman's hands today will never be better than those of the Nanqing royal family, who are famous for their lust and prostitution.

It is impossible for him to be bewitched by it.

So, how come?

Shen Qianyu stood blankly in front of the courtyard gate, Song Wan and Heng Zhi finished posting the Yichun post, and just turned around to see a tall man standing not far behind.

Before he could see the man's face clearly, Song Wan knelt down on his knees and bowed his head to meet the prince.

The crown prince's crown was too dazzling.

"The eldest daughter of the Song family pays her respects to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

Seeing her young lady knelt down, Heng Zhi hurriedly knelt down too.

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 was wearing a short-collared gown. When she bowed her head, her long black hair fell from her shoulders, revealing a white jade-like ear.

Shen Qianyu took a step back without saying a word.

Song Wan knelt on the ground, the prince did not speak, and she did not dare to speak and get up, so she could only quietly wait for the prince to move.

After thinking for a while, she only heard the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, followed by the sound of messy footsteps.

After hearing that the crown prince had already run away, Song Wan raised his head in a daze.

"Miss, that one just now...is the crown prince?"

Song Wan also blinked his eyes: "Wearing a crimson robe and wearing red shoes, he should be the prince without a doubt..."

The master and servant looked at each other, neither knowing what the situation was.

Song Yuning came out of the bedroom holding the 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 anti-cold, and carefully broke the kneecap."

Pulling Song Wan up, Song Yuning frowned: "What are you doing?"

Song Wan said: "Auntie, it seems that the Crown Prince has just come down."

"The prince is here? Where is it?"

Song Wan pointed to a pile of things scattered on the ground, with a worried expression: "I don't know, I left these and ran away."