It's okay... Song Qingshu comforted her a few words. After all, no one can sleep until midnight and wake up and find someone standing beside the bed. She doesn't scream so scared that she has a good psychological quality.
Have you done your business?
When Chen Bijun thought about it, she felt that it was a bit indecent to lift the quilt. Although she was still wearing clothes, if she had been in the quilt, it seemed too rude. The education of a lady from a wealthy family who had been receiving for many years had never taught her how to face the current scene, and she couldn't help but be very entangled for a while.
Song Qingshu was stunned, and then realized that she was dealing with Xiao Yuanshan Azhu's affairs, and couldn't help but smile: It's done.
Noting her awkward and hesitant expression, Song Qingshu said considerately: You don’t have to get up, let’s just say that.
Well~ Chen Bijun nodded gratefully, thinking that he was really careful, and at the same time, he secretly looked at the Golden Snake King who had been known for a long time.
Is there any flowers on my face?Seeing her tentatively looking at her, Song Qingshu laughed silently.
Ah? Chen Bijun was instantly embarrassed, I... I was just a little curious.
In fact, there is no need to be so restrained. We have been together for so long before.Song Qingshu sat down beside the bed, as if he didn't treat himself as an outsider.
Chen Bijun looked at the bed quietly, but did not say a word to stop him. She savored the meaning of the other party's words, and she couldn't help but open her eyes: Are you really Zhao Weiyi?
Song Qingshu smiled slightly and began to imitate Zhao Weiyi's voice again: I had something to do before and could not express my identity. I hope Miss Chen will forgive me.
It's really you. When Chen Bijun heard the familiar voice, he had no doubt about the one he met in the Wei Palace that day...
Song Qingshu instantly understood what she was asking and explained with a smile: That was a joke made by one of my companions, I hope the lady doesn’t mind it.
How could I mind? Chen Bijun pursed his lips and smiled. You don’t have to say that a lady is so arrogant. Just call me Bijun.
Song Qingshu was stunned. You should know that in this world, especially for women in the Song Dynasty, only those closest to the person know the name of the boudoir. If you agree to the other party to directly call the boudoir name, it is obviously related to a certain extent. It seems that your favorability during this period has not been vain: Well, Bijun doesn’t have to say one of his sons at once, you can call me Brother Song in the future.
Well, Brother Song~ Chen Bijun's voice was like a mosquito, and a blush appeared on her face. She was also surprised that she obviously didn't do this when she was with Zhao Weiyi. Why is this still the same person? If the identity is different, the feeling makes me feel different?
This period of time makes you feel scared because you can't come to you, so you haven't come to see you.
Song Qingshu was a little apologized. She, a little girl, experienced a huge change in falling from the clouds. Her family was destroyed. A weak woman had no relatives in this deep palace. I don’t know how much fear and fear she experienced during this period.
I was already very happy to see you in the end.
As the two talked, Chen Bijun slowly calmed down, especially the other party's tone of speaking now was no different from Zhao Weiyi before, and it made her feel more comfortable.
However, as soon as she said this, she felt a little regretful because it sounded like the coquettish act in a lover...
Of course, Song Qingshu would not think too much: I came to you this time and I just wanted to explain some things to you.
Instructions... Chen Bijun felt a sudden smile when she heard these two words. She was not only unparalleled in beauty, but also a famous talented woman. Naturally, she was smart. From these two words, she could tell the other person's meaning of parting.
(Note: The previous chapter has an incorrect name, it should be the spring sleep of the begonia, and this chapter is Fengluo’s cold palace)
Noting that her face turned dark, Song Qingshu naturally understood what was going on, and then explained: I'm really sorry, now is not the time to save you and leave, I hope Bijun understands it.
Chen Bijun forced a smile: The situation will not get worse anyway, so what does it matter if you don’t understand it?
Song Qingshu knew she had misunderstood: The situation was not as bad as you thought. I just wanted to ask you to stay in the palace for a while. I will come back to pick you up in a few months.
You come to pick me up?
Hearing these words, Chen Bijun's pretty face turned slightly red. Why did he feel like what an expedition husband said to his wife? However, this feeling did not make her disgusted, but instead felt an inexplicable warmth.
Suddenly she thought of something and hurriedly said: Can you take me out of the palace first? I can find a small house to settle down and wait for you there.
It was already extremely bold for her to say such words, because to some extent it also represents a promise that it would be self-evident what it means for a woman to be willing to wait for the man to come back to pick her up.
The experience during this period made her realize that a weak woman in troubled times does not have the ability to protect herself. Her beautiful appearance will not bring her any happiness, but will only bring her endless disasters unless she can find a man who is strong enough to rely on.
Originally, she could have chosen Xiao Shiyilang, but for some reason, she would think of the piano player who shared the hardships with her, the man her father entrusted before her death.
Now that she learned that the man she was in love with was actually Song Qingshu, she was shocked and filled with surprise. After all, she had heard of this legend in the boudoir in the past. At that time, she only regarded him as a character in mythology. Unexpectedly, she overlapped with the man in reality, so a different feeling arose.
But it is not certain to say how much love there is. A more appropriate description should be a kind of worship, an attachment, and gratitude for saving the life.
Hearing her request, Song Qingshu frowned and shook his head and said: No, it’s not safe outside the palace.
He didn't say it too clearly, worried that she would be embarrassed. After all, with her charming appearance and no self-protection, she could easily attract various crazy bees, butterflies, playboys, etc. outside. How could she wait safely until she came to pick her up?
Who knew that Chen Bijun hurriedly said: The palace is even more unsafe!
Song Qingshu was stunned, looked at her with an unspeakable expression, and suddenly laughed: You are worried about Yelu Hongji.
Well, Chen Bijun’s slight slight point, I had your help last time, but if he comes again after you leave, what can I do?
Before, she had no choice but to avenge the Shen family, she could only let herself go to the palace to be a concubine. But now that she met Song Qingshu, how could she be willing to commit herself to Yelu Hongji?
Don't worry, Yelu Hongji will not come to you again now, Song Qingshu explained with a smile, and now Yelu Yixin rebelled, and you are recommended by Xiao Xiama from Yelu Yixin and others, so you will naturally be implicated. The edict to induce you into the cold palace in two days will come down.
Cold palace? Chen Bijun showed a hint of panic on her delicate face. Although she was not a real imperial concubine, the cold palace was an unknown place for any woman.
Don't worry, it's only temporary, and mainly to protect you.Song Qingshu hurriedly comforted him.
Chen Bijun gradually calmed down because it was better to think of the desolate cold palace than to be frightened in the harem: But...what if Yelu Hongji had a whim and summoned me...and what should I do if he summoned me to bed again?
As a person who almost became a crown princess, she naturally read these biographies of the harems of all dynasties. Although there are few, some concubines made a comeback after being instigated to the cold palace. She was worried that Yelu Hongji would come to her again, after all, she knew how infatuated her appearance was.
Have you done your business?
When Chen Bijun thought about it, she felt that it was a bit indecent to lift the quilt. Although she was still wearing clothes, if she had been in the quilt, it seemed too rude. The education of a lady from a wealthy family who had been receiving for many years had never taught her how to face the current scene, and she couldn't help but be very entangled for a while.
Song Qingshu was stunned, and then realized that she was dealing with Xiao Yuanshan Azhu's affairs, and couldn't help but smile: It's done.
Noting her awkward and hesitant expression, Song Qingshu said considerately: You don’t have to get up, let’s just say that.
Well~ Chen Bijun nodded gratefully, thinking that he was really careful, and at the same time, he secretly looked at the Golden Snake King who had been known for a long time.
Is there any flowers on my face?Seeing her tentatively looking at her, Song Qingshu laughed silently.
Ah? Chen Bijun was instantly embarrassed, I... I was just a little curious.
In fact, there is no need to be so restrained. We have been together for so long before.Song Qingshu sat down beside the bed, as if he didn't treat himself as an outsider.
Chen Bijun looked at the bed quietly, but did not say a word to stop him. She savored the meaning of the other party's words, and she couldn't help but open her eyes: Are you really Zhao Weiyi?
Song Qingshu smiled slightly and began to imitate Zhao Weiyi's voice again: I had something to do before and could not express my identity. I hope Miss Chen will forgive me.
It's really you. When Chen Bijun heard the familiar voice, he had no doubt about the one he met in the Wei Palace that day...
Song Qingshu instantly understood what she was asking and explained with a smile: That was a joke made by one of my companions, I hope the lady doesn’t mind it.
How could I mind? Chen Bijun pursed his lips and smiled. You don’t have to say that a lady is so arrogant. Just call me Bijun.
Song Qingshu was stunned. You should know that in this world, especially for women in the Song Dynasty, only those closest to the person know the name of the boudoir. If you agree to the other party to directly call the boudoir name, it is obviously related to a certain extent. It seems that your favorability during this period has not been vain: Well, Bijun doesn’t have to say one of his sons at once, you can call me Brother Song in the future.
Well, Brother Song~ Chen Bijun's voice was like a mosquito, and a blush appeared on her face. She was also surprised that she obviously didn't do this when she was with Zhao Weiyi. Why is this still the same person? If the identity is different, the feeling makes me feel different?
This period of time makes you feel scared because you can't come to you, so you haven't come to see you.
Song Qingshu was a little apologized. She, a little girl, experienced a huge change in falling from the clouds. Her family was destroyed. A weak woman had no relatives in this deep palace. I don’t know how much fear and fear she experienced during this period.
I was already very happy to see you in the end.
As the two talked, Chen Bijun slowly calmed down, especially the other party's tone of speaking now was no different from Zhao Weiyi before, and it made her feel more comfortable.
However, as soon as she said this, she felt a little regretful because it sounded like the coquettish act in a lover...
Of course, Song Qingshu would not think too much: I came to you this time and I just wanted to explain some things to you.
Instructions... Chen Bijun felt a sudden smile when she heard these two words. She was not only unparalleled in beauty, but also a famous talented woman. Naturally, she was smart. From these two words, she could tell the other person's meaning of parting.
(Note: The previous chapter has an incorrect name, it should be the spring sleep of the begonia, and this chapter is Fengluo’s cold palace)
Noting that her face turned dark, Song Qingshu naturally understood what was going on, and then explained: I'm really sorry, now is not the time to save you and leave, I hope Bijun understands it.
Chen Bijun forced a smile: The situation will not get worse anyway, so what does it matter if you don’t understand it?
Song Qingshu knew she had misunderstood: The situation was not as bad as you thought. I just wanted to ask you to stay in the palace for a while. I will come back to pick you up in a few months.
You come to pick me up?
Hearing these words, Chen Bijun's pretty face turned slightly red. Why did he feel like what an expedition husband said to his wife? However, this feeling did not make her disgusted, but instead felt an inexplicable warmth.
Suddenly she thought of something and hurriedly said: Can you take me out of the palace first? I can find a small house to settle down and wait for you there.
It was already extremely bold for her to say such words, because to some extent it also represents a promise that it would be self-evident what it means for a woman to be willing to wait for the man to come back to pick her up.
The experience during this period made her realize that a weak woman in troubled times does not have the ability to protect herself. Her beautiful appearance will not bring her any happiness, but will only bring her endless disasters unless she can find a man who is strong enough to rely on.
Originally, she could have chosen Xiao Shiyilang, but for some reason, she would think of the piano player who shared the hardships with her, the man her father entrusted before her death.
Now that she learned that the man she was in love with was actually Song Qingshu, she was shocked and filled with surprise. After all, she had heard of this legend in the boudoir in the past. At that time, she only regarded him as a character in mythology. Unexpectedly, she overlapped with the man in reality, so a different feeling arose.
But it is not certain to say how much love there is. A more appropriate description should be a kind of worship, an attachment, and gratitude for saving the life.
Hearing her request, Song Qingshu frowned and shook his head and said: No, it’s not safe outside the palace.
He didn't say it too clearly, worried that she would be embarrassed. After all, with her charming appearance and no self-protection, she could easily attract various crazy bees, butterflies, playboys, etc. outside. How could she wait safely until she came to pick her up?
Who knew that Chen Bijun hurriedly said: The palace is even more unsafe!
Song Qingshu was stunned, looked at her with an unspeakable expression, and suddenly laughed: You are worried about Yelu Hongji.
Well, Chen Bijun’s slight slight point, I had your help last time, but if he comes again after you leave, what can I do?
Before, she had no choice but to avenge the Shen family, she could only let herself go to the palace to be a concubine. But now that she met Song Qingshu, how could she be willing to commit herself to Yelu Hongji?
Don't worry, Yelu Hongji will not come to you again now, Song Qingshu explained with a smile, and now Yelu Yixin rebelled, and you are recommended by Xiao Xiama from Yelu Yixin and others, so you will naturally be implicated. The edict to induce you into the cold palace in two days will come down.
Cold palace? Chen Bijun showed a hint of panic on her delicate face. Although she was not a real imperial concubine, the cold palace was an unknown place for any woman.
Don't worry, it's only temporary, and mainly to protect you.Song Qingshu hurriedly comforted him.
Chen Bijun gradually calmed down because it was better to think of the desolate cold palace than to be frightened in the harem: But...what if Yelu Hongji had a whim and summoned me...and what should I do if he summoned me to bed again?
As a person who almost became a crown princess, she naturally read these biographies of the harems of all dynasties. Although there are few, some concubines made a comeback after being instigated to the cold palace. She was worried that Yelu Hongji would come to her again, after all, she knew how infatuated her appearance was.
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