Princess Chang'an

brief silence...

Song Wan removed the fan, revealing a red and swollen face, Fuxi couldn't help but stared blankly at her face, "Master Rong, what's wrong with your face..."

"Are you still swimming in the lake?"

Her thin lips curled up, her smile was indescribably cruel, mixed with a bit of evil, "Hurry up, slow down, this king is going to kill someone."

Fuxi was so frightened that his face turned pale, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he staggered away without looking back.

Sun Da was also about to leave, but Song Wan stopped him, "Sun Da, are you pretending to be batter? You don't think this king is shameful enough, so you find an outsider to watch?"

"This..." Sun Da smiled coyly, and moved his footsteps outward, "Please rest assured, my lord, this old slave will just go and gag him."

"Stop for me!"

Song Wan unconsciously picked up the fan again, his eyes drooped slightly, and the coldness dissipated a lot, "I won't go out tonight, you send someone to inform that servant."

"The old slave will do it now..."

Sun Da hurried out again, Song Wan didn't stop him this time, but turned to A Wan who was in a daze and said, "Let Wei Si take you around the yard where you bought it in the afternoon, your acting is so good, it must be I don't need to say anything more, let's go out."

Even though her tone was flat, A Wan could still hear a bit of irony, and bowed her head out in embarrassment.

Song Wan didn't care what she was thinking, but just explained what he wanted to order.

After the door closed and the sound of footsteps went away, Song Wan suppressed the smile on his lips, looked at Wei Er and said, "What did you do? You tied someone around your waist? Could it be that you plan to change masters?"

Seeing that Song Wan was left alone, Wei Er guessed that Song Wan had told him that he had something important to say, and also realized that he shouldn't bring A Wan here this time.

Hearing her say that now, Dang even knelt down respectfully and didn't say a word of rebuttal.

"Go and contact Wei Yi quickly and ask her to find a way to divert Shen Xing's attention." Song Wan said quietly with a thought-provoking expression on his face, "This king is going to do something big..."

According to the previous situation, Wei Yi's attack was nothing trivial, even if Song Wan didn't emphasize it, Wei Er felt a sense of awe, and immediately contacted Wei Yi.

At night, Song Wan moved the candlestick to the bedside, ready to read a book and go to sleep.

After only flipping through two or three pages, there was a faint conversation coming from outside. When she listened to it, her expression suddenly became helpless. Why is Miss Awan here again?

To see or not to see...

Before Song Wan could figure it out, A Wan ignored the guards outside and shouted loudly, "King Rong, A Wan begs to see..."

When it came to her ears, Song Wan couldn't help shrinking her neck, and subconsciously touched her face. She didn't really want to see this little crying bag who was soft on the outside and fierce on the inside.

After thinking about it, she leaned slightly and blew out the candle, closed the book and put it beside the pillow, then lay down, pretending to be deeply sleepy, and said: "The king has already fallen asleep, if the little beauty wants to sleep, tomorrow morning some more."

A Wan is thin-skinned, and she is reluctant to be prevaricated by her like this, but there is nothing she can do about it.

but go back...

Steward Sun withdrew the guards at her door, and Wei Er never showed up. She was really panicked by herself.

Footsteps lingered in the corridor, and the guards were not bothered, but Song Wan inside couldn't stand it anymore.

She threw off the quilt, didn't even put on her clothes, stepped on her boots and walked over aggressively to open the door.

With a squeak, Awan turned her head, the joy in her eyes could not be suppressed, but the next moment she saw Song Wan who was full of impatience, she felt momentarily helpless and guilty.

"What do you want to do with this king?"

Unexpectedly, Song Wan stopped at the door and did not intend to approach her. Compared with always touching her before, it made her feel more at ease now.

Maybe, my two slaps let her know that she is not easy to mess with?

A Wan just thought about it, and almost laughed out loud.

Seeing her bowing her head and not speaking, Song Wan was a little puzzled, "Why didn't you speak? Then what are you doing here?"

The lights were dimly lit, and there was light from behind Song Wan, and her outline looked a little warm.

A Wan held back her smile, raised her head and bumped into the harmless confusion in her eyes, and for some reason, she became much more courageous.

"Where is Second Brother Wei? Why haven't you seen him come back so late?"

"What does it matter to you whether he comes back or not? Little beauty, don't get me wrong. You are my concubine, so you shouldn't care about me, right?" Song Wan said angrily.

It seems that what I said this morning has been completely forgotten by others.

A Wan's ear tips were hot, her gaze dropped unconsciously, and she missed Song Wan's gaze, "I dare not sleep alone..."

Before he finished speaking, Song Wan interrupted impatiently: "How could it be alone? There are so many outside the door that your guards can't see?"

"Sun Guanshi said that the mansion was needed in the house, so he called everyone away in the afternoon, and I was the only one left." A Wan whispered, revealing a trace of resentment.

When Song Wan heard it, he understood what was going on, and said with a smirk, "It's what you deserve, who told you to beat me, Sun Da is not as magnanimous as me and doesn't care about you. However, it's okay to suffer a little bit." Well, let's see if you dare next time?"

Awan got annoyed when she saw her villainous appearance, she didn't want to apologize and subdued, she bowed slightly and said: "Then don't disturb King Rong's rest."

Lianbu moved lightly, turned around and walked deep into the corridor.

The smile on Song Wan's lips narrowed slightly, and he lowered his head and told the guards beside him, "I don't need any manpower here. You take someone to guard Miss Awan tonight, and you must protect her well."

"Yes"

The guards took the order and led the men to trot to chase after Awan.

Song Wan stood at the door for a while, then closed the door and went back to the room to rest.

……

On the second day, Sun Da heard the news early in the morning and came to plead guilty.

Song Wan seized the time and let him in after waiting for more than an hour at the door.

Kneeling on the ground for a long time, not to mention the pain in his knees, Sun Da's numb feet were enough for him to suffer. He tremblingly walked into the house while holding the threshold, and knelt down again, crying with snot and tears. Said: "The lord, calm down, this old slave is really angry. The lord risked sacrificing so many brothers in order to save her. It's fine if she doesn't appreciate it. She dares to do something to the lord. This kind of unfamiliar white-eyed wolf, in exchange for The old slave must drive her out."

Song Wan's expression remained unchanged, she looked at him and said, "So, Miss Awan cried yesterday because of what you did to her?"

"what?"

Surprised on Sun Da's face, he quickly cupped his hands and said, "I hope the lord can see clearly, the old servant just told her what he said just now, and there is nothing excessive about it. If the lord doesn't believe it, he can call her over and ask. "

He didn't feel that there was anything wrong with him, and his attitude was very tough.

"Heh," Song Wan stood up from his seat with a half-smile, walked around him slowly and walked out the door, drew out the big knife from the guard's waist, turned around sharply, and placed the blade on Sun Da's neck impartially.

The sharp blade was chilling, and Sun Da's back felt cold in an instant, "My lord, my lord, please calm down..."

"Beyond this king, who gave you the guts?"

Holding the handle of the knife in his hand, he pressed down for a few minutes, and the skin was cut in an instant, and blood seeped out from the cut hole. Song Wan stared at him with cold eyes and paused, saying: "One more time This time, this king will really kill you."

"Yes, yes, my lord, please calm down, this old slave must keep his mouth in check, and never mess with Miss Awan again..."

Sun Da confirmed almost instantly that Miss Awan's status in the prince's mind was extraordinary, and her weight was even higher than that of Wei Si.

That day, the prince was angry, but he never put the knife on his neck.

But he didn't know that it was accumulated over time, and one thing after another piled up, exhausting Song Wan's tolerance.

Song Wan was too lazy to listen to his nagging, so she put away the knife when she saw that she had achieved her goal, and said lightly, "You can go now."

Sun Daru was pardoned, he quickly crawled out, and touched his slightly wet neck after leaving Song Wan's sight. As expected... his palm was stained red with blood.

It's really ruthless!

He couldn't help but smile wryly, although he had selfish intentions, it was for the sake of the prince, for the smooth progress of the team.

Song Wan stayed in the room for two days, and when Wei Er came back, he immediately discussed the plan.

After all, she had to arrive at the capital on time, so she couldn't delay too long.

After the arrangements were made, it was almost evening.However, before going to Yingchun Building, there is one more important thing to explain.

Song Wan looked solemn, and told Wei Er, "Follow her to the Baizhi King's Capital, and let her go to the King's Capital alone, even a wild dog might snatch her away on the way."

"Then, my lord..."

Wei Er was a little hesitant, he thought of Wei Si, but worried that Wei Si alone would be too busy to stay with Song Wan all the time.

"The king summoned Wei San back a few days ago, and he reckoned that it should be here tonight."

Wei San was not only skilled in martial arts, but also proficient in hidden weapons. With her around, Song Wan didn't worry about his safety at all.

Wei Er was also relieved.

Song Wan brought Wei Er and A Wan in disguise to Yingchun Building.

Later this time, there were already guests in Huakui's room, and the madam took a long time to explain that Song Wan picked another girl to accompany her. In order to let her come to this king, this king is here tonight for her, don't blame this king for embarrassing you if you can't see anyone..."

Seeing her appearance possessed by a lecherous ghost, A Wan couldn't help being angry, and even couldn't control her eyes, staring at her bitterly.

Biansheng Song Wan didn't notice it, the smile on his face was wanton and frivolous, and the left and right hugs seemed really awkward.

She was concentrating, and she was about to walk up, but she staggered, her body suddenly lost her balance, and she was about to fall down.

Cold sweat broke out on his forehead in an instant.

A pair of hands next to her suddenly stretched out and held her firmly, "Be careful."

A Wan stabilized her figure and was very grateful, "Thank you, Second Brother Wei, if it wasn't for you, A Wan would have fallen on the steps just now."

Wei Er looked around vigilantly, and confirmed that the people around him were attracted by Song Wan, then lowered his head and whispered: "Don't always stare at the prince, it will easily arouse others' suspicion."

A Wan blushed immediately, hummed like a mosquito, feeling unspeakably embarrassed.

She had thought that everyone was fixated on the handsome Kunyin Lord like Song Wan, but she never expected to be caught.

With his head down, he followed Wei Er and a few guards who knew about it to another room.

After three rounds of wine and delicious food, except for Wei Er's only Lord Kun Yin, the other guards held a Kun Yin with heavy make-up and revealing clothes in their arms and smiled teasingly. The explicit words made A Wan blush and escaped.

Wei Er looked at her absent-mindedly, and raised his hand to pick up a chopstick dish for her, "Eat something, it's not time yet."

These words seemed to wake up A Wan, she instantly remembered that she was going to leave soon, she was looking forward to it, but more worried.

She pursed her lips, leaned over to pick up the jug on the table, poured two glasses of wine, and handed one to Wei Er, saying in a deep tone, "Brother Wei, take care, if Awan can... reach the capital alive, she will be here in the capital." The king's capital is waiting for you to drink and talk..."

Wei Er took the wine and put it down casually, "Don't be discouraged, the lord will help us hold Shen Xi back, and we will surely arrive safely."

"I..." A Wan's face was still in a dilemma. After passing through the wild forest area, even if she got rid of Shen Xi, there would probably be other killers and rogues on the way...

When the words came to her lips, Awan swallowed again.Forget it, maybe the empress father and mother will send someone over when they realize that they are missing...

She suppressed the worry in her heart, raised her glass with a smile, "Second Brother Wei, Ah Wan respects you."

Wei Er shook his head and lowered his voice, "The drinks here generally have some fun-giving effect."

"Thank you, Brother Wei, for reminding me."

A Wan was a little surprised, and put it down without hesitation.

At Song Wan's place, as soon as she entered the room, she kept sneezing and waved people away from her.

Regardless of the grievances of all the Kunjuns, with a cold face and impatient face, he ordered people to open the windows, extinguish the incense, open the fans, etc., and hurried around the four or five flowery and jade-like Kunjuns, complaining constantly.

She was fine, waving her fan with a smirk on her face as she watched a few people busy with their work, taking a few sips of wine from time to time.

More than half an hour passed, and the Kunjuns, who were being pampered by the madam, were exhausted, shouting that their hands were sore and they did not want to move any more.

Song Wan also felt that it was almost done, and started to chase people away, "I can't wait for Miss Yuxiang to come over, who will rush her?"

One by one, they scrambled to run faster than rabbits.

They could see clearly that this Prince Rong was really worthless in an embroidered pillow.Also call the oiran as a companion?I'm afraid they are yelling loudly, but in reality even they can't handle it.

Thinking of the absent-mindedness of the oiran these few days, she looked agitated, and the sarcasm on her face was not concealed.How could a pheasant fly up a branch and become a phoenix so easily? It's ridiculous. ?