Princess Chang'an

The night seemed to be a little more silent.

And under Song Wan's imagination, even the breeze shaking the shadow of the tree was indescribably weird.

There was a short breath-holding silence, Song Wan casually touched the back, and it didn't matter who was pulling, as long as he pushed them forward, it was right.

"Go and see the situation."

The guard nodded, put his hand on the handle of the knife, and walked forward slowly.

The white shadow also saw Song Wan at this moment, and walked towards her quickly.

"Master..." the man called out.

The joy was hard to hide in the soft and charming voice, and it sounded very familiar.

This is... San'er is back?

Song Wan soon understood that Wei San was able to come back so soon, it must have been a day and a night.

Wei San's figure was light, walking like a gust of wind, he soon came to Song Wan, and hugged her in full view.

"Master, long time no see, I miss you so much."

"Well, long time no see." Song Wan patted her on the shoulder and pushed her away with a gentle voice, "Thank you for your hard work."

Wei San immediately took Song Wan's arm again, wrinkled his delicate nose slightly, and sniffed Song Wan seriously, his expression immediately became serious, "Master, why is he smelling of alcohol again? It seems... there is still some blood smell?"

Song Wan pursed her lips, not hiding her intentions, "This king went to the brothel, and even fought with the son of that old fox Shen Xing."

Hearing this, Wei San stretched out his hand to Song Wan's chest in a panic, his tone full of worry, "Master, are you okay? Are you injured?"

"My lord is fine," Song Wan was slightly startled, how could a girl's chest be groped, and a little helpless, she held down her groping hand, "We'll talk about it when we go back."

"Oh"

Wei San's mood fell instantly, she raised her eyes to look at Song Wan, Song Wan's expression was flat, and even the smile just disappeared.

Back in the inn, the guards applied the medicine and lay down to rest.

Song Wan led Wei San downstairs to A Wan's room.

Pushing open the door, the room was clean, and the tables, chairs, benches and other items were neatly placed.

Looking at them, Song Wan couldn't help but think of A Wan, feeling somewhat lost in his heart for no reason.

Wei San came to the bedside, looked at the neatly folded quilt, couldn't help touching it with his hands, raised the corners of his lips, looked at Song Wan and said, "Thank you, master, for your trouble."

Song Wan came back to his senses, nodded and said softly: "San'er, you will rest here tonight, and tomorrow I will go to another courtyard with the king. I need you to do something important."

After that, he turned and opened the door to leave.

Song Wan returned to her room, took a bath, washed off the smell of wine and rouge, water and powder, and went to bed feeling refreshed.

After sleeping for more than an hour, it was dawn.

According to Song Wan's past work and rest habits, she didn't take the initiative to open the door, because no one dared to disturb her unless it was important.

Sneaking in like Wei San, if someone else did it, even if he didn't die, he would have to peel off his skin.

As soon as she entered, Song Wan, who was in a light sleep, was awakened as soon as she walked to the door of the inner room, but it was Wei San who came, and she had no choice.

Wei San is not only her shadow guard, but also her partner who shares weal and woe.

They spent too many years of humiliation together in that dark corner of the palace, how many times they narrowly escaped death, how many times they sacrificed their lives to protect each other, if there was no Wei San, she might not be alive now.

Reluctant to helpless, she couldn't even say a serious sentence, but Song Wan, who hadn't slept enough, still didn't want to get up.

The two stared at each other for a while, Song Wan slowly pulled the quilt over his head, and muffled: "San'er, you go out first, let me sleep again."

The sleep time was too short, she had some headaches, and her voice was slightly hoarse.

"My lord, you haven't had dinner with your subordinates for a long time."

Wei San frowned, walked to her bed in two or three steps, and lifted the quilt.

Song Wan was so sleepy that he didn't want to talk much, so he didn't answer. He pulled the quilt back in a daze, turned over and continued to sleep, without opening his eyes the whole time.

"master?"

Wei San pursed his lips and chuckled lightly, teasingly said: "It seems that I'm really sleepy, I'm so angry to get up..."

"..."

Song Wan thought that if he ignored her, she would leave like before.

However, this time it miscalculated.

She vaguely felt that there were more hands around her waist, and when she opened it, it was Wei San's charming and enchanting face, and her head was instantly dazed.

The corners of Wei San's lips curled up, and as soon as his smile spread, he lowered his head, buried it in her chest and asked softly, "Master, have you smelled the fragrance of your subordinate's letter?"

Song Wan blinked slightly, recovered from her sluggishness, and pushed her funny but helplessly, "San'er, get up, now you and I have grown up, we can't be the same as before."

She said so, but Song Wan only said it to Wei San, Lord Kunyin, and she didn't really care about it in her heart.

I have been a girl for 20 years in modern times, and in this life, although she was differentiated into a female Qianyang Lord, she was injured by a high burn, and she was not completely a Qianyang Lord. She believed in her heart that she was completely a woman. The gender is the same, it doesn't matter whether you avoid suspicion in private or not.

Wei San let go of his hand after a while, seeing Song Wan's normal expression, the smile returned to his face.

"Master, if you smell it again, maybe the medicine is useful."

"..."

Song Wan raised her eyebrows. She didn't follow the doctor's advice to take the medicine, and she couldn't smell the incense, so it might be a good thing for her.

At the very least, you won't lose control of your emotions just because you meet Kunyin Jun in love.

Song Wan chose to be perfunctory, "I smell it, it smells good."

Wei San was pleasantly surprised for a moment, but soon realized that Song Wan was lying to her, and was very disappointed, "The master lied to his subordinate again, saying that it smells good, and the subordinate's letter incense doesn't smell good at all, and the master doesn't know that the subordinate What is the letter incense?"

"What is it? San'er, if you tell the king, the king will know?" Song Wan asked lightly, not showing much interest.

Wei San looked away from her face, feeling a little dissatisfied, "The subordinates don't tell the master, you can guess for yourself."

"I don't want to guess," Song Wan paused, and suddenly thought of Yuxiang, "I'm going to get up, I asked Sun Da to bring Miss Yuxiang back last night, so it's time to visit her now."

"Yuxiang," Wei San frowned, and asked, "Who is Yuxiang?"

"..."

Song Wan didn't bother to talk to her any more, lifted the quilt, and got out of bed in thin pajamas.

It's late spring and early summer, and it's not too cold.

Wei San stayed on the bed for a while, watched Song Wan start getting dressed, and went over to help.

The clothes here are far more cumbersome than modern clothes, and Song Wan is also happy to have someone help him, stretching his hands and standing up straight, which is very cooperative.

Wei San lowered his head and concentrated on arranging his clothes, showing a bit of gentleness and virtuousness. Song Wan looked down for a while, and joked: "San'er, you are becoming more and more gentle now, and you are not like you anymore."

When Wei San was a child, he hugged and bit people's arms when he disagreed with him. He looked fierce, and he didn't look like a quiet girl at all.

Saying that he didn't mean to listen, Wei San shook his hands, and his face turned red, "Why...why doesn't it look like this? This subordinate is very gentle..."

Song Wan laughed, "You are so gentle now."

"Master said... yes, that's it." Wei San hesitated and replied.

Before she finished speaking, the smile on Song Wan's face suddenly faded, she took Wei San's hand that was touching his clothes without even thinking about it, Wei San was slightly startled, raised his head but didn't know where to put his eyes, and carefully concealed his joy.

But it didn't make her flustered for too long, Song Wan said, with a deep and unspeakable seriousness, she said: "San'er, help me finish this matter, and then go live the life you like? If If you want to wander around the world, I will prepare a BMW for you as a gift. If you want to find relatives and return home, I will send someone to find out about your parents, siblings, and if..."

"Master, stop talking. The subordinates only want to stay by the master's side for the rest of their lives. Where the master is, Wei San will be there."

Wei San smiled, picked up the jade belt from the hanger at the side, and walked around behind Song Wan.

"What's so good about being a secret guard for a lifetime?" Song Wan was talking, feeling a sudden tightening of his waist, "San'er, you..."

"Hold your breath, don't move around." Wei San said, his tone was calm, without any emotion.

"..."

After finishing the belt, Wei San looked her up and down to make sure there was nothing missing, and said, "Master, please pass on the meal, please wait for a moment."

Without waiting for Song Wan's response, he turned around and opened the door to leave.

Song Wan went to sit down at the table, picked up the teacup habitually, but took a sip of herbal tea that had been overnight. The tea tasted so strong that she frowned and swallowed it bitterly.

Wei San came back soon, seeing her sullen face, and couldn't care less about losing his temper, he couldn't help but care about her, "Master, what's wrong with you?"

How could Song Wan tell her the stupid thing he did just now, and changed the subject: "No, when will the food be delivered?"

"Oh," Wei Sansha nodded seriously, and joked, "So the master is hungry! Don't worry, the meal will be here soon."

Song Wan glanced at her quietly, and was about to speak, when footsteps came from outside, faintly mixed with the sound of conversation, and she heard Yuxiang's voice.

"San'er, go and open the door."

Wei San opened the door according to his words, and saw a woman in white clothes beside Steward Sun, who must be Yuxiang with her outstanding appearance.

She read countless people with her eyes, and quickly guessed Yuxiang's identity from Yuxiang's clothing and walking posture.Suddenly, if there is a ray of light shining into the bottom of my heart, if the master can accept a Kun Jun from the Qin Lou Chu Pavilion, can he also accept such an unbearable person like himself?

Yuxiang thought that Wei San was the beauty Song Wan was talking about last night, so she smiled politely, with a bit of imperceptible rejection.

Surprise flashed in Sun Da's eyes, and he quickly laughed again. He raised his hand and slapped his wrinkled old face, and said with a smile: "The old slave neglected his duty, but he didn't realize that Miss Ru Xi was here too. You should be beaten, Ru If Miss Xi needs any help, just tell the old servant..."

Song Wan listened patiently to his rambling outside, and occasionally looked up at the door.

Wei San was not familiar with Sun Da, so she listened perfunctorily, and when she saw the cook and guards coming over with trays, she went up to meet them.

Sun Da's smile faded a little, and he turned his head to Yuxiang and said, "Madam, why don't you go downstairs with the old slave to eat and rest first? Come back when the prince is free?"

Yuxiang nodded, and turned sideways to make way for Sun Da.

"Wait a minute," Song Wan came out of the room, just in time to block Wei San and the cook at the door, they stopped, but Wei San didn't intend to get out of the way.

She had no choice but to stop, "Miss Yuxiang, I have something to tell you."

Yuxiang turned her head back, saluted Yingying, and said softly, "Your Majesty Rong is well."

"Miss Yuxiang is well."

Song Wan nodded, and then looked at Sun Da, "Did you get Miss Yuxiang's contract of prostitution? Give it to her. Thanks to Miss Yuxiang's help yesterday, this king is very grateful."

As she spoke, her eyes returned to Yuxiang, and Yuxiang cautiously stretched out her hand to accept the deed, with joy in her eyes spreading across her beautiful face, everyone present could feel her joy.

Song Wan pursed her lips and smiled, "Miss Yuxiang holds the deed of sale, and she will be free from now on."

"Yes, yes," Sun Da also looked at her cheerfully, "Miss Yuxiang is a blessed one. After she escapes the sea of ​​suffering, she will enjoy endless prosperity and wealth..."

Yuxiang bowed her body to express her thanks, rubbing the prostitution contract in her hands for a long time, then slowly raised her head and walked towards Song Wan.

Song Wan watched her walk calmly, his eyes became colder, and his smile became more meaningful, as if he thought of something interesting.

"Prince Rong," Yuxiang said, her eyes full of water, "Even if Yuxiang got this freedom, she has nowhere to go. Her parents died early, and no one makes decisions for Yuxiang. If she goes back, she might be betrayed by her uncle and aunt." To be a slave and a servant girl to a high-ranking official, this deed of sale..." She paused, and handed the deed of sale to Song Wan with both hands, her expression becoming softer, "Prince Rong, I will return this deed of sale to you, and Yuxiang would like to serve tea The water follows you around, and I hope you agree."

"Ah?" Wei San covered his lips, his charming and enchanting face was full of surprise, and when he looked at Song Wan, he was full of resentment, "My lord, is this concubine going to have another sister?"

"Wouldn't the beauty be willing?" Song Wan laughed heartily, picked Wei San's chin casually, and said with a smirk: "Then let Sun Da take some money and send her away. If you make the beauty sad, this king will be fine." I can't bear it."

Wei San's heart was burning, but on his face he was acting familiarly, he cast a wink at Song Wan, and his voice was so charming that it almost dripped, "Master, you must keep your word and drive her away quickly, otherwise I will eat you up." Wei Ke won't serve you anymore."

These words sounded familiar, but also extremely harsh, Prince Rong looked down on prostitutes.

Last night, Prince Rong personally proposed to Mr. Shen that she would exchange herself with this Kun Jun, but now in front of this Kun Jun, she severely belittled herself, which is really extremely ruthless.

Talking about being reluctant, in the end everyone is willing...

Yuxiang managed to maintain the expression on her face, but the resentment and embarrassment in her heart was like waves that overwhelmed the river, and some small emotions always splashed out.

Song Wan saw it and was indifferent.Yuxiang helped her deliver the news, and she returned Yuxiang's freedom, and owed nothing to each other.

"Yuxiang bids farewell, and I hope Wang will take good care of you," she turned around, with the corners of her lips raised mockingly, "People in the northern region only know that the Shen family covers the sky, no matter who is respected in the world. If you offend Mr. Shen, he will not I will easily let you go."

Song Wan seemed not to understand what she meant, and replied with a chuckle: "Ben Wang got drunk yesterday, Brother Shen won't take it to heart, but she is a beauty, you have to be more careful..."

Song Wan's laughter echoed behind her, and Yuxiang didn't need to turn her head to know how irritating her laugh was.

After she had laughed enough, Wei San asked: "Master, do you need to send someone to protect her secretly?"

"No, Shen Xi was also injured last night, and it will take ten days and half a month to raise her. As long as she is not so stupid as to walk in front of that dog, she will be fine."

Song Wan turned around and entered the room, sat down at the table slowly, and continued to explain: "Besides, that guy won't be jumping around for long."

Wei San frowned, and after a while, he suddenly realized: "Is he the subordinate's task this time?"

"Yes, this king needs you to pretend to be Miss Awan, find a way to tie him up without anyone noticing, and force him to ask about the military defense map of the northern border. If you ask, you don't have to take his life."

Song Wan said lightly, but Wei San was taken aback, "Master, think twice! If we kill him, will his old man let it go?"

"So, once you enter the other courtyard, you will be Miss Awan, the one who didn't know martial arts and killed him by mistake." Song Wan said seriously.

Before Wei San could respond, she curled her lips into a smile again, "I can't save her in vain no matter what, so let her take the blame. Anyway, it's not a problem. She can be an enemy of the Shen family. I guess her family background is not good enough." Not going anywhere."

"..."?