Song Yu continued: "As for the marriage..."
He turned to look at Shen Piaopiao, with no emotion in his eyes. Shen Piaopiao felt sour that she almost cried. She couldn't help but stretched out her hand and shook her head vigorously: "Song Yu, no, don't do this..."
Waves of coolness shot up from the soles of my feet, and I couldn't help but think of his crisp refusal at the border.
She cried and asked him: "Why why? What is wrong with me? Tell me, I will change it as long as you tell me!"
The man opened her hand and took a step back: "Miss Shen is very good, but Song is not worthy of Miss Shen. I hope Miss Shen can find a husband who truly loves you and protects you."
She cried heartbrokenly: "But I only want you! I just want you, I can't live without you!"
I don't know since when, her heart has been out of control for a long time. She doesn't want to lose her self-esteem, but what can she do? There was nothing she could do.
She forced him: "Do you have someone you like? That's why you don't accept me..."
Song Yu was silent, and her heart suddenly felt cold.
After that, no matter how she forced Song Yu, she still didn't tell who that person was, until this moment... Shen Piaopiao felt a mixture of hate and love in her heart, and her eyes gradually turned into a hint of madness.
There were tears in her scarlet eyes, and she gritted her teeth: "Song Yu, don't force me!"
Everyone was far away and did not hear her words. Xihe and Song Mo heard it despite their sharp ears. Xihe couldn't help but glared at Song Mo: "What a mess you made!"
Song Mo touched his nose and did not dare to refute. This time he was indeed naughty.
Xihe quickly waved and whispered in the little palace maid's ear. The little palace maid ran to the Crown Princess and said something. The Crown Princess looked over and then tugged on the Prince's sleeve.
After hearing what the princess said, the prince clenched his fists and coughed lightly: "Everyone."
Everyone looked over.
The prince had something on his mind. If he had known earlier, he would have brought His Majesty over. He looked at the two of them and said, "I have some private matters that I would like to discuss with Miss Jiang and General Song. Can you guys wait a moment?"
Shen Piaopian gritted her teeth, and no matter how unhappy she was, she could only watch the three of them enter the back of the hall.
The ministers were confused and asked each other who Jiang Yue was.
Behind the main hall,
As soon as the prince came in, he raised his chin towards Xihe: "If you have anything to say, tell me quickly. I'll wait aside." He clasped his hands behind his back and paced to the other side of the screen.
The candlelight flickered, lifelike dragons hovered on the pillars, and figures on the ground swayed.
Song Yu looked at Xihe quietly, with a hidden sadness in her eyes.
Xihe made a move, and his desire to beat Song Mo to death became even stronger, that bastard!
She opened her mouth: "Brother, there is something I want to explain to you."
Song Yu nodded: "Okay, you tell me, brother, listen."
Xihe was speechless. His behavior made her feel even more guilty. She simply stopped talking, leaned forward, raised her hand, and placed her fingertips on Song Yu's forehead.
Song Yu's eyes widened and she subconsciously took a step back, leaning her back against the table behind her.
There was a crash,
Ling the prince to look over.
Xihe gently placed his hand on his eyes and whispered: "Brother, feel carefully, you will understand everything soon."
Soft and warm palms covered her eyelids, and there was a delicate fragrance at the tip of her nose. Song Yu obeyed and relaxed her spirit. Suddenly, a hot stream slowly flowed into her mind like a hot spring, and pictures slowly unfolded in front of her...
The windows were ajar, the golden curtains swayed gently in the wind, and laughter and laughter could be heard in the hall.
The prince was holding a Diamond Sutra in his hand. He glanced at it from time to time and saw that the two of them were maintaining their posture and motionless. He thought to himself that there was still a foot of distance, so it shouldn't be considered a violation... right?
Just when the prince hesitated to go over and separate the two, Song Yu opened his eyes.
He has thick eyebrows and a handsome face, and his lips are neither thin nor thick. He is naturally very well-born. He even frowns slightly with an air of calmness and self-confidence, but at this moment, there is a faint layer of tears in his dark and translucent black eyes. .
His voice was hoarse, as if he was holding back: "Why?"
Xihe didn't know what he meant by 'why', but she could only say: "I'm sorry."
Song Yu's lips trembled: "I'm sorry?" Her expression seemed to be crying and laughing, and soon her whole body began to shake violently. She covered her face with her hands and squatted on the ground.
Xihe was a little at a loss. He wanted to reach out but was afraid of irritating him. Na na: "Song Yu..."
If possible, she wouldn't want to do this, but now that things have developed to this point, even if restoring the memory of her past life will cause Song Yu pain, she can only choose this method.
Once he really rejects Shen Piaopiao in this life because of Song Mo's troubles, it will be unfair to him.
She couldn't let things go wrong again and again.
Xihe squatted down: "If possible, I also hope that you will always have a bright spring, no sadness, and do everything you want to do. But... look outside, everything is developing in a good direction, and soon the country of Yue will welcome Come to the real peaceful age."
"If you want to go to the battlefield, then fight and kill the enemy. If you want to stand in the court, the prince will be a good king."
"Isn't all of this exactly what you expected?"
"Song Yu..."
Xihe looked at the shiny floor tiles: "If you really want to blame me, then blame me."
Bah,
Something hit the tiles.
"What do I blame you for?"
Song Yu raised her head, her eyelashes wet: "Is it your fault that you cut off all sources of trouble, personally sent me back to the Song family, and created this prosperous world with your own hands? I, Song Yu, am not that despicable, I just..."
From the corners of her reddish eyes to her half-open lips.
He closed his eyes and smiled bitterly: "I should thank you." Without her, he was nothing.
Xihe opened his mouth, but for a moment he didn't know what to say. He could only speak carefully: "So Shen Piaopiao..."
Song Yu opened her eyes: "I understand."
Xihe:? ? ?
He stood up and stretched out his hand towards her. There seemed to be no haze in his whole body: "Let's go back to the front hall."
Xihe looked at him and then at the palm of his hand, finally put his hand up, and was lifted up by him. Seeing this, the prince quickly came over: "Are you ready?"
Xihe was still a little worried: "Do you want to rest for a while?"
Organize your thoughts?
Song Yu shook his head and pulled the prince aside. The two talked quietly for a while. Although Xihe was curious, he did not pry.
The three of them returned to the main hall, and the whole hall fell silent instantly.
Song Yu walked up to Shen Piaopiao and looked at her seriously. Xihe breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, and everything was back on track. Who knew that the next second, Song Yu said:
"Miss Shen, as I said before, Song is not willing to delay you."
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One sentence is earth-shattering.
The tea cup in the prince's hand almost fell out, spilling tea all over him.
General Shen's face turned dark and he gritted his teeth: "Song Yu!"
Xihe watched Song Yu's eyes widen, in disbelief, and couldn't understand why he was still like this after knowing the cause and effect...Song Yu suddenly turned his head and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
Song Mo narrowed his eyes slightly and leaned into Xihe's ear: "Don't interact with this guy in the future."
