The prince kneels every day. Has the princess forgiven him today?

Song Xiwan was invited to the flower pavilion and looked at several poems one by one. He found that his elder brother's was indeed better.

The talented men also accepted their defeat with a sincere heart.

Today, Song Junling's spiritual energy emerged, and the poems he composed are all unique.

But he was still very humble and insisted on inviting his sister to come and appreciate it. This Miss Song had already been famous for her talent in Beijing, so who didn't know her?

This time his comments were very well-reasoned and quite convincing.

"I heard that Miss Song once won first place in a calligraphy and painting competition. What I saw today really opened my eyes."

"Yes, these children of the Song family are completely trustworthy. With their talents, they will surely rise to great heights in the future."

"That's not necessarily true. I heard that Miss Song Er was not a faithful wife recently, which made Brother Zhang very dissatisfied."

"Shh! Why are you bringing this up? Are you trying to kill yourself?"

"..."

After the comparison, Song Xiwan became more outstanding, while Song Lingxi's reputation was ruined.

Everyone was afraid to say anything for the sake of Song Junling and Song Xiwan.

Song Xiwan didn't take it to heart at all. Song Junling looked a little unnatural and said simply, "By the way, isn't there a special flower tea today? Why hasn't it been served yet?"

"This is coming."

The next moment, several maids brought up scented tea, led by a smiling woman.

She is the host of today's flower viewing festival, Liu Niang.

Song Xiwan smelled a refreshing fragrance and was a little surprised. "This flower tea is so fragrant."

"You are very knowledgeable, young lady. This is Persian flower tea, specially developed by us. You can try it."

Liu Niang brought the scented tea to Song Xiwan.

Song Xiwan was flattered and took it. She lowered her head to take a bite, her eyes full of amazement.

“Delicious!”

When the others heard this, they all tasted it.

When Song Xiwan was drinking her second cup, she suddenly felt a surge of heat in her body, which almost made her fall.

What's wrong with her?

Song Xiwan shook his head slightly, trying to stay awake, but the drowsiness became even worse.

And my whole mouth is dry.

Something wrong with the tea?!

Song Xiwan first suspected the tea, but when she looked up, she found that everyone else was fine, except her.

"Xiwan, what's wrong with you? Why is your face so red?"

Song Junling noticed that something was wrong with her sister and asked anxiously.

Song Xiwan secretly used his inner strength to suppress the chaotic aura, and said to his elder brother with a faint smile: "It might be a bit hot, I'll go out for a walk."

"I'll accompany you."

Soong Junling immediately put down the teacup.

Song Xiwan stopped him, "Brother, you should stay here and continue discussing with everyone. I will come back to you later."

Seeing her firm attitude, Song Junling felt a little uneasy.

In the end, I did as she wished.

Song Xiwan tensed up and left the flower pavilion. After turning the corner, he couldn't contain his heat anymore and urgently needed something cold!

This unfamiliar feeling made Song Xiwan feel a little panicked. She quickly found an empty room and locked the door.

My body was too hot and I felt like I was being bitten by thousands of ants.

feeling bad!

There were some footsteps outside, and Song Xiwan's sanity, which was about to collapse, instantly returned to him.

"She just entered this room. The charm potion she's been poisoned with isn't that easy to cure. It'll take at least a few men. Let's go in and serve her well."

Song Xiwan's expression tightened!

Was she drugged?

Charming heart!

That flower field!

Song Xiwan thought about the key point clearly, and his eyes were full of murderous intent.

The door lock was already being pried open, but at this moment she had no strength to restrain herself and could only choose to escape.

Song Xiwan sealed several acupuncture points to allow the medicine to take effect as slowly as possible. At least he had to leave here and find a place where no one was around to slowly get through it.

As she climbed through the window, the door lock was opened.

"Escaped through the window!"

The men immediately discovered her escape route and quickly chased after her.

Song Xiwan really wanted to curse, but she didn't dare to stop for a moment. When she passed by a lake, she wanted to jump in directly, but the memory of her death in her previous life surfaced again.

I don’t dare to get close at all!

Song Xiwan felt a little desperate. How far could she escape dragging this uncontrollable body?

Soon, the people behind her caught up and surrounded her.

"This woman is really good-looking, with fair skin, beautiful face and very tender. She must be fun to play with."

"I'll go first, you guys will come later."

"Go to hell! Why should I give you all the benefits? Of course we should go together!"

"..."

They were all swearing, which made Song Xiwan want to kill them even more, but she didn't even have the strength to touch the dagger.

This charm is indeed very strong!

Song Xiwan bit her tongue, the hint of blood allowed her to regain her sanity temporarily.

Even if I die, I must die with a clear conscience!

This belief supported Song Xiwan to touch the powder hidden at her waist, and she sprinkled it out the moment they rushed up.

"what!!"

All of them screamed in pain, after all, this was the poison powder she used to save her life.

Once it gets on your skin, it will ulcerate.

Unfortunately, the weight was too small to kill them all directly. Instead, it aroused the anger of these people, and they rushed over again while cursing.

Song Xiwan was almost at his limit and was about to fall down, but he saw the figures in front of him suddenly stop in place.

There was a line of blood on the neck, followed by blood drops, and finally it turned into unstoppable bleeding.

This is killed!

Song Xiwan's eyes tightened and she felt desolate.

It’s bad enough that he was drugged, but why is there an assassin lying in ambush here?

She was about to muster up her strength to resist, but her body was embraced in a strong embrace, and Xie Chengqian's bone-chilling voice rang in her ears.

"There's no need to leave the body behind."

"Yes."

Song Xiwan felt helpless. Why was he here to save her again?

But this person's body was still wrapped in coolness, and when he got close to her, the heat in her body was relieved a little, and she couldn't help but want to get closer.

A vein jumped on Xie Chengqian's forehead, and he lowered his eyes to watch the person in his arms constantly burrowing into his arms. The hardness in his heart instantly turned into tenderness.

His voice couldn't help but become a little hoarse, "Xiwan, don't move."

Song Xiwan muttered unhappily, "I'm so hot!"

Xie Chengqian's expression became even more tense. He had never seen her in such a charming manner in his two lifetimes, and his self-control was completely broken.

Xie Chengqian endured it again and again, hugged her into the carriage, and gave orders in a cold voice.

"Return to the palace."

It was rare for Mu Yun to hear the prince's voice so restrained, so he did not dare to delay and hurried back.

But in this short quarter of an hour, Xie Chengqian encountered the biggest difficulty he had ever encountered.

Song Xiwan was really restless, her body was so soft as if she had no bones, and she kept sticking to me.

Her delicate and smooth cheek rubbed against his chin, and she frowned and cursed, "It hurts! Why do you have thorns on your head?"

Xie Chengqian said helplessly, "I shaved my beard... well."

Song Xiwan stared at Xie Chengqian's extremely beautiful thin lips for a long time, and couldn't help but tilted her head and moved closer.

It's soft and has a slight cool fragrance.

Xie Chengqian was so shocked that he dared not move.