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    "Squeak."

    Late at night, the door of the queen's palace bedroom opened, and Zhao Ying walked out with a livid complexion. The palace servants who were waiting outside stepped back, saluted respectfully, and said in unison: "Your Highness the Crown Prince."

    Zhao Ying ignored him and walked straight forward. Not far away, he saw Song Qingfeng holding a lantern, bending over and waiting like a wooden sculpture.

    The snow has lightened a lot now, but the night wind is stronger, making people¡¯s skin and flesh hurt.

    The lantern was blown from side to side, as if it would go out at any moment. Song Qingfeng's whole body was also extinguished in the swaying candlelight. His expression could not be clearly seen. He looked less like a human being and more like a ghost wandering in the world.  , who knows when it will take away people¡¯s souls and send them to hell.

    Zhao Ying strode up to Song Qingfeng. Song Qingfeng came back to his senses and saluted respectfully: "Your Highness."

    Wearing ordinary eunuch clothes, he has been waiting here for more than an hour. The cold wind has made his voice a little hoarse. Without the eunuch's unique sharpness, he seems to have become the eldest son of the Song family again.

    Zhao Ying¡¯s expression became even more ugly, and he kicked the lantern out of Song Qingfeng¡¯s hand.

    The flickering candlelight finally went out, and the surroundings suddenly became dark. The two figures were hidden in the cold wind, and their nobility and dignity were also hidden. Only the cold light refracted by the snow reflected two blurry black figures.

    In the mournful cold wind, Song Qingfeng said softly: "This slave deserves to die, please forgive me, Your Highness."

    Zhao Ying gritted his teeth and said viciously: "You really deserve to die!"

    Song Qingfeng certainly didn¡¯t die because of these words. He followed Zhao Ying back to his bed with him.

    After entering the door, Zhao Ying kicked Song Qingfeng directly.

    This kick hit Song Qingfeng¡¯s waist and abdomen, and Song Qingfeng suddenly fell to the ground.

    He didn¡¯t cry out in pain, and quickly got up and knelt in front of Zhao Ying, kowtowed and said, ¡°This slave deserves to die. Please forgive me, Your Highness!¡±

    The other palace people didn¡¯t know what was going on, and they were all frightened and knelt down trembling. Zhao Ying¡¯s pent-up anger at the queen came out, and he shouted loudly: ¡°Get out of here if you don¡¯t want to die!¡±

    The palace attendants quickly retreated, but Song Qingfeng was kicked twice before leaving.

    Zhao Ying was still upset. He grabbed Song Qingfeng by the collar and glared at him fiercely. He said with a cruel smile: "Song Qingfeng, why are you and Wei Heng teaming up to mess with me?"

    Zhao Ying's anger surged into Song Qingfeng's face. Song Qingfeng was not afraid and said calmly: "I don't dare."

    "Don't you dare?" Zhao Ying sneered and threw Song Qingfeng to the ground, "If you hadn't preached in my ears that the blood in that bitch Song Wan was different from others, how could I have called her back to the city, and how could she have done it?  Any chance of going to Wei Heng¡¯s side? Huh?¡±

    Every time Zhao Ying said a word, the strength of his hands became stronger, and he wanted to press Song Qingfeng's head to the ground and grind it into powder.

    Song Qingfeng said: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince had a high fever at that time. I was also worried that His Highness would be infected with smallpox, so I took the risk to tell His Highness the matter. I had long thought that the bitch could not stay, but she was protected by that reckless man Gu Yanting."  Wait, I just haven't found the right time to attack her yet."

    Song Qingfeng put the blame on Gu Yanting's head.

    Zhao Ying narrowed his eyes, still not convinced, Song Qingfeng added: "Your Highness also knows how Wei Heng's body was before. Today's dinner, he seems to be in good spirits, and he is not afraid of the cold at all. This can prove that this servant is indeed not."  Lie, Wei Heng is willing to intercede for her, this should be the reason why."

    Zhao Ying stepped on Song Qingfeng¡¯s face and said angrily: ¡°I don¡¯t care what miraculous effects her blood has, but now I want her to die, do you understand?¡±

    Zhao Ying wore deerskin boots with white soles and black tops specially made by the Ministry of Internal Affairs. In order to prevent slipping, the soles were made into teeth. Song Qingfeng felt a sharp pain in his cheekbones. Zhao Ying was not satisfied with this and even crushed it twice.  .

    Song Qingfeng grunted in pain and said in a low voice: "Her blood can cure Wei Heng. Not only Wei Heng, but the entire Duke's Palace will protect her. If there is no sufficient excuse, I'm afraid I won't be able to touch her."

    Zhao Ying's face turned cold. He spat at Song Qingfeng and said, "If you don't have an excuse, just make one. Didn't you do a good job when you identified your father?"

    Hearing these words, gloom and hatred flashed through Song Qingfeng's eyes quickly, but the next moment they were replaced by the numbness that was common every day.

    Song Qingfeng thought for a moment and said, "I can lure her to assassinate Miss Chu. As long as I catch her on the spot, I can justifiably execute her."

    Song Qingfeng¡¯s selection of candidates was excellent, and Zhao Ying¡¯s immense anger suddenly spread.talk.

    After Song Wan finished speaking, he clenched his fists unconsciously, his fingertips were very cold.

    After experiencing these things, it is normal to have nightmares.

    Wei Heng nodded, and then asked: "Do you also have this kind of dream when you are around Gu Yanting?"

    Song Wan was stunned for a moment, his face was a little hot, and he asked: "Why does the prince ask like this?"

    Wei Heng said seriously: "Gu Yanting is very tall, has good skills, and has good character. I thought you would feel safe around him."

    Song Wan was speechless.

    After this snowstorm and seeing another side of Gu Yanting, Song Wan felt very safe indeed from Gu Yanting.

    But before that, Song Wan was more in awe of Gu Yanting.

    After all, in her memory, their first meeting was not a good one. His body and strength were absolutely overwhelming to her. She could not escape from his control and could only be forced to bear it.

    There was even a time when Gu Yanting was her nightmare.

    Song Wan was embarrassed to tell Wei Heng this, so he asked instead, "Does the Crown Prince think Gu Yanting is a good person?"

    Wei Heng asked back: "Do you think he is not?"

    Song Wan pursed his lips, unable to say anything to refute.

    Judging from the current situation, Gu Yanting is undoubtedly a good person.

    Wei Heng had been observing Song Wan's expression. After a while, he showed a clear expression and asked, "Isn't it possible that what you like now is still Chu Yichen, a scholar who looks elegant and noble?"

    Song Wan immediately shook his head and denied: "This slave has no contact with Prince Chu anymore."

    Wei Heng reacted very quickly and said, "If someone with a similar temperament to Chu Yichen showed favor to you in the future, would you choose that person or the reckless man like Gu Yanting?"

    This question is not true at all. She is already Gu Yanting's person, how can she be with someone else again?

    Just when Song Wan was about to speak, Wei Heng added, "There are only two of us here. You don't need to consider worldly vision or ethics, just answer according to your truest thoughts."

    Song Wan¡¯s words were blocked.

    She carefully compared Chu Yichen and Gu Yanting in her heart, and suddenly found that her impression of Chu Yichen was only elegant, noble, and talented, which was the same as the stereotype Chu Yichen had established in other people's minds, and although Gu Yanting  He looked rude and reckless, but he was brave and resourceful. Before going to Lizhou to suppress the bandits, he would give her a dagger to defend herself and write her a letter home.

    He came from a rough background and relied on his own ability to get to where he is today step by step, but he did not get carried away because of this. He would not cater to Zhao Ying for his own future, but would speak for the refugees, and would rush to her despite the risk of contracting smallpox.  Hug her from behind.

    ¡°If everything else was put aside, and Chu Yichen and Gu Yanting stood in front of her at the same time and asked her to choose, who would she choose?

    Song Wan asked himself, feeling a little confused for a moment.

    Wei Heng chuckled softly: "I thought you would choose Chu Yichen without hesitation. It seems that Gu Yanting still has some skills. You have been swayed in just a few months."

    Wei Heng smiled and made this matter easier. Song Wan also relaxed and said, "Actually, these assumptions are meaningless. Gu Yanting is kind to this slave, and I will serve him well in this life."

    Wei Heng said with the tone of an experienced person: "A life is so long, kindness alone is not enough."

    Song Wan knew what Wei Heng wanted to say, so he pursed his lips and stopped talking.

    She now has very complicated feelings towards Gu Yanting.

    "Gu Yanting was kind to her, and she was grateful to him. He was responsible, respectful of life, and calm in situations. Song Wan admired him, but this did not mean she liked him.

    The difference between her and Gu Yanting is too big. Just living together has a lot to adjust to. If other things are mixed in, Song Wan always feels that it will not be a good thing for both of them.

    "Okay, why are you looking so gloomy? No one is forcing you to like him right away. It's just that you can't sleep and chat a few words."

    Wei Heng said, patting Song Wan on the head, changing the subject and saying, "Since we don't want to talk about Gu Yanting, why not talk about Song Qingfeng? Do you still think he is a good person?"

    ""

    Song Wan actually didn¡¯t want to talk about this topic.

    She didn¡¯t know how to answer, and the next moment she heard Wei Heng say: ¡°Sometimes I actually hope that he will be beheaded together with the Song family members.¡± (Remember this website¡¯s website address: www.hlnovel.com
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