Song Qingshu noticed the loneliness in Ya Lun's eyes and couldn't help but comfort her, "You're a natural beauty. Even without any makeup, you're still beautiful."
Princess Ya Lun laughed and scolded, "No wonder people say that the Golden Snake King is a playboy. Today, I've seen it for myself. It's as if his mouth is smeared with honey. He always says things against his will to please women."
"I'm speaking from the bottom of my heart," Song Qingshu said seriously, "And I'm not the only one who thinks you're beautiful. Take Khubilai for example. He's been drooling over your beauty for a long time …"
Princess Ya Lun's face turned cold, "Don't mention that person again." She was almost ruined last night. Her hands and feet still felt cold when she thought about the danger and viciousness of it.
Song Qingshu continued, "Even if we don't talk about him, there are other admirers of you. Hou Xibai, for example. He looks at you as if he wants to eat you alive."
Princess Ya Lun frowned, "Although Mr. Hou is from the Dark Sect, he's still a gentleman. He hasn't done anything over the years. It's a pity that he likes someone he shouldn't like. Sigh …"
Song Qingshu couldn't help but say, "There's no such thing as rationality in love. If he stays by your side all day long, there won't be many men in the world who won't fall for you."
Princess Ya Lun was finally annoyed, "Don't act like you've taken advantage of me."
Then she turned and walked to the side, leaving only her cold back.
Song Qingshu walked up behind her and pretended to be surprised, "I didn't expect you to know so much about the Han culture. You even know such a saying."
Princess Ya Lun knew that he was trying to find a topic to talk about. She couldn't help but roll her eyes at him and replied, "Actually, I'm not that interested in the Han culture. Brother Meng didn't like the Han culture either …"
Thinking of her husband, she couldn't help but feel sad. After a while, she continued, "But I saw that Khubilai, who likes the Han culture, is getting more and more powerful. I wanted to find out why, so I did some research."
Suddenly, a strange rumbling sound came from his stomach. Princess Ya Lun was sad at first, but she couldn't help but laugh when she heard it. "Didn't you eat?"
Song Qingshu just remembered that he hadn't had time to eat since he went out in the morning. He couldn't help but smile.
Princess Ya Lun pursed her lips, "Wait a minute. I'll have someone bring some food over.
It didn't take long for a large table to be filled with food, and there were quite a few specially prepared Han dishes. Song QingShu swallowed his saliva and said, "Aren't you afraid of others suspecting you by bringing so many people in?"
Princess Yalun snorted coldly. "I am the master of this mansion. Who dares to doubt me? Ever since I experienced Tuo Ya's betrayal last night, I've reorganized the entire residence. Everyone around me is absolutely loyal to me. "
Song QingShu did not doubt her words. He sat down with his legs crossed excitedly. "Do you want to eat with me?"
Princess Ya Lun nodded, but she only took a small bite. Soon, she stopped eating and looked at the man in front of her quietly.
"Do I look bad when I eat?" Song Qingshu smiled.
"Not really. Men should eat more like this." Princess Ya Lun smiled. "It's just that I haven't been like this in a long time. I'm a little dazed."
Song Qingshu knew that she was thinking about her husband and didn't mention her sad past. He poured her a glass of wine and pushed it to her.
Princess Ya Lun didn't refuse. She drank it in one gulp. Her pale face soon blushed, and she looked especially beautiful under the candlelight.
Song QingShu refilled her glass again. Princess Yalun's eyes were filled with a different meaning. "Are you trying to get me drunk by drinking one glass after another?" she asked.
"If a woman doesn't want to get drunk, no man can get her drunk." Song Qingshu smiled and poured himself a glass.
Princess Ya Lun bit her lip. Finally, she picked up her glass and drank it in one gulp.
She didn't know how much wine she had drunk. In fact, she couldn't get drunk with such a small glass. Men weren't the only ones on the Mongolian grasslands who could drink. But at this moment, she felt very drunk.
She called for servants to clean up the table, then said to Song Qingshu, who was hiding behind the screen, "Your room is next door. I've already arranged it for you. No one will come to disturb you, so you can recuperate in peace."
Song Qingshu asked, "Is the bed big?"
Princess Ya Lun was stunned. She nodded and said, "It should be okay." The bed in the Prince's Mansion wouldn't be small.
Song QingShu continued to ask, "Is that house fragrant?"
Princess Ya Lun answered, "If you like, I can ask a maid to bring some incense. What smell would you like?"
"The one you usually use." Song Qingshu said with a smile.
Princess Ya Lun blushed and said, "Okay, I'll send someone to get it."
"Is the quilt soft?" Song Qingshu asked again.
Princess Ya Lun was annoyed and asked, "What do you want to ask?"
Song QingShu smiled. "In the end, I only have one thing to ask. Is there a wangfei on the other side? As long as you are here, the bed will be big, the room will be fragrant, and the quilt will be soft. "
Princess Ya Lun's face turned cold and said, "We agreed yesterday that we wouldn't disturb each other!" Although she said this, her heart was beating very fast.
Song Qingshu spread his hands and said, "You can say no."
Princess Ya Lun opened her mouth but didn't say anything.
Song QingShu smiled, a very happy smile. When Ya Lun saw that smile, she only felt that it was very hateful. However, her heart was beating violently, and she couldn't say anything to rebuke him.
Song Qingshu didn't say anything else. He just walked to her side, picked her up by the knees and walked step by step into the room.
Princess Ya Lun felt the man's scent around her and felt her whole body go limp. She didn't know why she was like this. She never thought of herself as a person who was addicted to desire. If it were someone else, she would have killed them long ago. But when this guy touched her, she felt like she was falling into his hands.
She didn't know why. She didn't think it should be like this, but her body didn't listen to her.
Soon, she didn't have to hesitate anymore. His familiarity made her instinctively open her body and body and tightly hug the man on top of her.
Song Qingshu didn't know what was going on either. Zhao Min's words lingered in his mind. He was hurt by Temujin, but he used his granddaughter-in-law to heal it …
The next morning, Song Qingshu left the palace feeling refreshed. After all, there were still many things he had to participate in as a member of the Shuiyue Clan. At the very least, he had to show his face at the roll call or something. As soon as he got back to the palace, he suddenly stopped. There was one more person in the palace. A very beautiful woman was sitting at the table.
Hai Wanshen picked up a cup of tea and took a sip. Her bright red lips and green tea leaves formed a very visual impact. When she saw him, she said in a sweet voice, "I'm really curious. Where did the Shuiyue Clan go last night?"
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