Bondage

"nothing."

Shen Qianyu withdrew his hand, but his heart was very itchy.

He looked at Song Wan's back, and finally couldn't help but gently stroked her hair.

Sensing the movement of the person behind him, Song Wan pursed her lips and smiled, but she never turned her head and let him go.

After getting along with the prince for a long time, she felt that there was something childlike in him.

He seemed to be very curious about everything related to her, food and drink, clothes and jewellery, and even the books she was reading were seen by Shen Qianyu, and he would take them to look through them before returning them to her.

Sometimes Song Wan could see that he wanted to get close, but was afraid of being rude, and was so anxious that he was at a loss.

She frowned, wanting to laugh in her heart.

At this moment, she can also feel the other party's cherishment.

With a little sweetness in his heart, Song Wan turned around and held Shen Qianyu's hand in his palm: "Your Highness..."

"Wan'er?"

"What does Your Highness want to say?"

Shen Qianyu looked at Song Wan with sincere eyes: "Can an ordinary husband hug his wife?"

"..."

Song Wan laughed, and took two steps forward to wrap around Shen Qianyu's waist.

It seemed that after meeting the prince, she could no longer hold back her reserve.

It was because Song Wan knew that if she said no, he would have to get to the bottom of it and ask why.If she says yes, he will have to ask when he can hold her, whether she likes him when he holds her, and if not, he will have to say some annoying things.

She was disturbed for a few days, and her endless persistence in questioning the prince made her both ashamed and worried.

Now she would rather take the initiative by herself, than him holding her in his arms while muttering questions in her ear.

Pressing her cheek against Shen Qianyu's chest, Song Wan couldn't help but laugh out as she thought about it.

"Wan'er, can I wrap my arms around your waist?"

"If the ring is broken, I will not move."

Song Wan heard the thunder in Shen Qianyu's chest, which made her dizzy.

Hearing these words again, she raised her hand and grabbed the man's wrist, wrapping his arm around her slender waist.

"Is Your Highness happy?"

Shen Qianyu pursed her lips, both a little ashamed and a little happy.

He is not easy to answer.

He was afraid that he would open his mouth and ask something that Wan'er didn't want to hear.

How could he not know that Wan'er didn't like him asking around?But Shen Qianyu always felt that if she didn't ask, she wouldn't tell even if she was wronged for no reason.

She will only keep those grievances in her heart, and at some point, those disappointments and pains will slowly ferment, turning into a bitter fruit that he cannot bear.

His Wan'er seems to be soft-hearted, but sometimes he has the indifference of the sons and daughters of aristocratic families.If there was a day when she was cold-hearted, no matter how much he begged to keep her, she would never look at him again.

Shen Qianyu hugged him tightly, and after a long time, he let out a groan of joy.

Song Wan didn't know whether to laugh or cry as she hugged the man's slightly tense and stiff body, but there was a bit of pity in her heart that she felt when she was pampering the golden silk tiger.

The two hugged each other quietly, until the time of the day approaching, Shen Qianyu said goodbye to Song Wan step by step.

As soon as he let go of his hand, he felt empty all over his body.

"Wan'er is here to guard His Highness."

Song Wan stood at the gate of Laiyi Pavilion holding the palace lantern, Shen Qianyu nodded, walked a few steps forward and looked back at her.

The palace lantern was dim and could not illuminate very far, and Shen Qianyu couldn't even see the expression on Song Wan's face clearly.

But just thinking about her standing behind him, Shen Qianyu felt warm in his heart.

"Wan'er, go back, it's cold outside."

"Your Highness, come back quickly. Your Highness will return as soon as I return to my concubine."

With a smile in the girl's soft voice, Shen Qianyu gave a muffled hum before leaving.

When he returned to the Eastern Palace, he saw Wan Xiao lying on the wooden chair in the courtyard with a blank expression, thinking about something, and he didn't even notice when he came in.

Shen Qianyu leaned close to him, frowned and said, "What are you doing to bully the little girl today?"

"The subordinate did not bully the little girl."

Shen Qianyu clicked his tongue: "Your trick, it's okay to trick the girl who is playing the vat."

Wan Xiao sat up, smiled wryly and said, "This subordinate went to check the records of Jin Shu today, she is from Baoding Mansion."

"About you?"

"That's it."

After finishing speaking, Wan Xiao lay down again, looking hopeless.

Wan Xiao's family is also from Baoding Mansion, and his family has been wealthy since he was a child, and he is a well-known gentry.

Shen Qianyu only knew that Wan Xiao's family offended Duan Yiting, and the whole family was confiscated by Duan Yiting.Not only did the other party steal money from his family, but he also threw Wan Xiao and several cousins ​​into the palace.

Wan Xiao's surname wasn't Wan at all, he got the surname Wan from a eunuch in charge to be his godfather when he first entered the palace in order to save his life.

Shen Qianyu stood beside him for a moment, raised his hand and patted his shoulder.

A man is a man who can swallow even the bitterest suffering. He needs no comfort, and has nothing to comfort him.

If Wanxiao wanted to speak, he would speak up.

Shen Qianyu got up and went back to the bedroom.

After entering the room, Ji Rong came over to help him change his clothes, and when the last piece of underwear was left, Ji Rong retreated respectfully.

Seeing people leave, Shen Qianyu took off his clothes and plunged into the white jade pond.

If in the past the scars on his body were only an eyesore to Shen Qianyu, now they can be called hatred.If there is no such injury, he can stay overnight in Yi Pavilion today, and he doesn't have to be separated from Wan'er.

The more he thought about it, the more irritable he became. After washing in a hurry, Shen Qianyu pulled a piece of bright yellow house arrest and put it on his waist, and got out of the pool.

Ji Rong had already prepared the moisturizing ointment and put it aside, Shen Qianyu picked up the porcelain stopper and frowned slightly.

How much should I use this thing?

After thinking for a while, he stretched out his hand and scooped up half of the can to smear on his body.

A thick layer of sticky ointment stuck to the skin, Shen Qianyu frowned and sat by the pool waiting anxiously.

The paste is moist and exudes a faint tea fragrance, Shen Qianyu felt a headache after smelling it for a long time.

It wasn't until a pool of warm water cooled down thoroughly that he washed it again and walked to the bronze mirror.

"Tsk, trying to catch fame."

What kind of moisturizing ointment has no effect at all.

A little annoyed, Shen Qianyu put the things in his hands aside, pulled the quilt over his head and fell into a deep sleep.

In the early morning of the second day, Wan Xiao had returned to normal, as if she had never been depressed yesterday.

"Someone sent His Highness something to Cuiwei Building, and the people from Dongchang sent it to the palace yesterday."

After receiving the secret letter, Shen Qianyu looked at the unique print on it and raised his eyebrows slightly.

He opened the letter paper and saw only the word Ninghe.

"Burn it."

Passing the letter in his hand to Wan Xiao, Wan Xiao glanced at it puzzled and said, "What does this mean?"

Shen Qianyu said: "The Nanqing Mission has arrived at Ninghe."

"Nanqing Mission? Nanqing wants to visit?"

Wan Xiao frowned: "How could it be so sudden? The court has not received any news."

"I don't know."

After answering lightly, Shen Qianyu went up to court.

Throughout the day, he looked sleepy, until at night when he went to Changxin Palace to receive Song Wan, he smiled a little.

"Your Highness is not in a good mood today?"

"What happened?"

The two walked in the palace hand in hand, Song Wan tried to pull back several times but failed, so he had no choice but to go with him in the end.

It's just that when she occasionally saw eunuchs and maids, she still couldn't help subconsciously wanting to stop.

But the more it was like this, the tighter Shen Qianyu's grip was, which made Song Wan really helpless.

Shen Qianyu was thinking about whether to tell her about Nan Qing's visit, when he saw someone rushing towards Yanqing Palace.

When they stopped, the three of them were walking face to face.

Shen Qianyu looked solemn, but Jiang Xingjian looked at the two holding hands in front of him in astonishment.