Quick Transmigration Female Supporting Character: Male God, Please Lie Down

Song Qingyou reached out and patted his shoulder.

"Ok!"

Song Qingran agreed.

Although he was very reluctant to part with her, and even longed to cultivate immortality with her, he couldn't bring himself to ask her those words.

He was the ruler of a country, and he carried too much on his shoulders and bore too many burdens.

He cannot act recklessly yet.

Afterwards, Song Qingyou had dinner with him before riding in a carriage back to the princess's residence.

As Song Qingyou passed by a courtyard, she heard a series of melodious flute sounds.

The sound was subtle and beautiful.

She couldn't help but stop and stare.

This flute music can calm a restless heart.

She walked into the courtyard and went all the way in. There she saw a man in a white robe standing on a tree, playing a flute in the moonlight.

As the night breeze blew, her clothes fluttered in the wind.

His already unparalleled beauty was further enhanced by the moonlight, which gave him an even more ethereal, otherworldly appearance.

Seemingly sensing Song Qingyou's arrival, the flute music abruptly stopped.

"your Highness!"

He jumped down from the tree and bowed gently to Song Qingyou.

His expression was indifferent, without a trace of flattery.

"What's your name?"

Song Qingyou suddenly felt a sense of curiosity about him.

Having the original owner's thoughts, she knew that this man was someone the original princess had never touched.

Although the princess loved handsome men and enjoyed collecting them, she never forced anyone to do anything against their will.

Actually, if Long Aotian had also said frankly that he wanted to leave, he would have been let go.

He merely feigned compliance, leading the princess to believe that he was actually willing.

"My name is Siyi."

The man smiled gently, a faint smile in his narrow eyes, and his beauty seemed to illuminate the night sky.

"Reckless?"

Song Qingyou smiled. It really is a good name.

Judging from his appearance, he seems to be living a very unrestrained life.

At the previous banquet, I only caught a glimpse of him and thought he was handsome. But now he seemed familiar, as if I had seen him somewhere before. This was definitely not just from that one glance.

Song Qingyou frowned slightly; she really did feel like she had seen him before.

"If the princess is unharmed, I will take my leave."

Si Yi cupped his hands in a respectful gesture, then took his disciple and left.

Her wide sleeves fluttered as she departed, carrying with them a touch of noble integrity.

Song Qingyou watched his departing figure, and even his back seemed very familiar.

Where exactly did I see it before?

"Does the princess wish to have him return to serve her in bed?"

It was probably because Song Qingyou kept staring at Siyi's back that the palace maids on the side could no longer bear to watch.

Speak out for justice.

"……No!"

Song Qingyou was on the verge of tears. What? Was her expression just now... something?

She's so busy, okay? She doesn't have time to sleep! Don't joke around.

With a flick of her sleeve, Song Qingyou walked towards the palace.

Back in his palace, he had the maids help him wash and dress, then dismissed everyone, saying he was going into seclusion and would not see anyone.

After closing the door to the bedroom, he sat on the bed, touched the ring, and then entered the space.

One day outside is like a year inside.

It seems that there is also a cycle of spring and summer within this space.

When I visited last time, it was springtime, a time of renewal and flourishing life.

It's already winter now, and even amidst the snow, patches of lush greenery can't be hidden.