Chapter 547 His Ah Zhao... doesn't like him anymore

Chen Qianrong stared at the man wearing a mask for several times in curiosity, and always felt that there was a familiarity that was unspeakable.

At the banquet, many people were secretly looking at the little prince from the West.

Didn’t I say that I had been away for more than ten years? Why did I look like I had no market aura at all, my behavior was arrogant and I was full of indescribable nobleness.

He really doesn't look like a person who has been away for more than ten years.

The little prince's eyes never moved away from the beautiful figure who was dressed in a palace outfit on the opposite side from him.

But what made him disappointed was that Chen Qianzhao never gave him a direct look except for the time he looked at him just now.

His emotions sank... His Ah Zhao didn't seem to recognize him.

Chen Qianzhao seemed calm on his face, but the hands under his sleeve had already exposed her emotions.

From the moment the little prince entered the hall, she recognized the first time she saw that the person was the person she had been thinking about, Song Huai.

A small East Factory Guard has now transformed into a noble young prince of the Western Dynasty.

Chen Qianzhao's mood is a bit complicated.

She kept restraining the urge to look over there, suppressed her mind, drank wine glass by cup, and tried to calm herself down in this way.

Her actions fell into Song Huai's eyes opposite, who frowned and stared at the wine glass in Chen Qianzhao's hand.

My face turned a little red, and I'm afraid I'll get drunk if I drink it again.

When I was not with her, the little girl was so indulgent?

Chen Qianzhao could clearly detect this line of sight, just like when he was on the street yesterday, about that time, he saw himself among the troops in the mission.

I don’t know if it was because of the hot and hot hall or the excessive drinking of Chen Qianzhao, I felt that my breathing was a little uncomfortable.

She pulled Chen Qianrong for a moment, "I'll go outside and get some breath."

Chen Qianrong looked at the little prince, but he didn't hear what Chen Qianzhao said, and nodded.

When Chen Qianzhao quietly left the seat and walked out of the hall, Song Huai, who was on the opposite seat, also stood up and left the seat. Only then did Chen Qianrong realize that Chen Qianzhao next to him was gone.

Caiqiu held Chen Qianzhao and walked outside the hall. The night wind blew on his face, which was very cool and comfortable, so he relieved the sultry in his heart.

Caiqiu murmured, "Mr. Song is so majestic now. How can you remember someone like His Highness..."

"I just saw Your Highness, and other envoys came to toast and say hello. Even the Qi State came, so he only sat down and did not get up to say something."

A few days ago, Mr. Xie said that Lord Song is not the small factory guard he used to be. If he has the chance to meet him in the future, he still needs to call him a little prince.

At that time, she still felt that it was Mr. Xie who was joking again.

But we have met each other for a long time. When the Western Dynasties mission came in, she noticed that the master was in a wrong mood. After a few glances, she recognized the young prince in the leader. Isn’t it just that he appeared in the Western Dynasties a year ago after leaving the Jin Dynasty and appeared in the Western Dynasties again a year ago, and had a marriage contract with Lord Song?

Chen Qianzhao turned his face, looked at Caiqiu, and asked, "Who do you think will be abnormal and deliberately distanced and pretended not to know each other?"

Caiqiu touched his chin, "That's naturally a guilty person."

Chen Qianzhao smiled, "Okay, let me let you come later, I will call you if you have something to do."

Caiqiu nodded, then stood aside and watched his master enter the imperial garden where there was no one except the patrolling guards.

Walking into the Imperial Garden and looking at the scene in front of you, Chen Qianzhao was standing by the swing.

The night wind blew, gently lifting up her skirt, and becoming more gentle under the moonlight.

A familiar footstep sounded in her ears, and her body was a little tense for a moment. She wanted to turn around in hesitation, but at the moment when she was about to turn around, her hands surrounded by both sides of her side, carrying a warm breath, hugged her whole body into her arms.

A familiar smell, a peaceful smell.

Song Huai's warm breath sprayed on Shen Qianzhao's ears, "A Zhao...I'm back."

Chen Qianzhao's nose felt sore, but when he caught a glimpse of a figure hiding behind a tree in the dark, his brows frowned and his eyes were dark.

She broke free from Song Huai, turned around and raised her hand and slapped Song Huai, scolding her angrily, but deliberately lowered her, afraid of attracting the guards who were inspecting her.

"Where did the disciples come from? How dare you offend me!"

The slap was not strong, but it stunned Song Huai.

Song Huai stared at Chen Qianzhao in a daze. He quickly took off the mask from his face and revealed his cold face. "A Zhao, it's me."

Chen Qianzhao was stunned, a little surprised, "It's you..."

Song Huai's eyes were soft and he forgot the slap just now. He raised his hand and stretched out to Chen Qianzhao, trying to smooth out a wisp of black hair on the corner of her forehead that was messy by the wind.

But the moment he reached out his hand, the little girl in front of him frowned and took a step back, avoiding his hand.

Song Huai's hand froze in the air.

Chen Qianzhao's expression was a little unhappy, "Song Da... No, little prince, I respect you once taught me for a while, but there is a difference between men and women, please respect yourself."

After throwing a word, Chen Qianzhao walked away from the Imperial Garden and passed by Song Huai. His steps did not stop for a moment, as if the person in front of him was just a teacher who had taught her for a while.

Until the sound of Chen Qianzhao's footsteps went away, Song Huai was still standing there, his outstretched hand fell down, and the mask in his hand fell at his feet at some point.

His thin lips trembled slightly, as if a basin of cold water had spread him all the way, and the year's longing and passionate love instantly extinguished him.

His Ah Zhao... doesn't like him anymore.

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Chen Qianzhao came out of the imperial garden, Caiqiu smiled and stared at his master, but when he saw his master's face, he was stunned, "What's wrong with your highness?"

Chen Qianzhao shook his head, "It's okay, I've seen an old man, go back."

Caiqiu frowned, and there seemed something was wrong with the master.

As soon as the two of them left outside the Imperial Garden, they walked on the palace road back to the hall, and met Chen Qianli, who was also out of breath.

Picking autumn salutes, "I will meet His Highness the Third Prince."

Chen Qianzhao curled his lips and smiled, "Why did the third brother come out?"

Chen Qianli's slightly profound eyes fell on Shen Qianzhao. After a moment, his lips were smiling gently, "The palace is stuffy, come out for breath."

"Where did Zhaozhao go?"

Caiqiu instantly raised her heart. She still couldn't forget what the third prince looked like when he questioned his master in Yongle Hall.

If you knew that Your Highness had just met Lord Song...

Chen Qianzhao smiled and looked normal, "I just went to the Imperial Garden and felt a little cold. I'm going back."

"That third brother goes back with you."

Chen Qianli smiled slightly deeper in his eyes, and raised his hand and stretched out his hair on the corner of Chen Qianzhao's forehead and pinned it behind her ears.

When the slightly cool fingertips touched Chen Qianzhao's ears, a cold feeling poured from the top of her head and the soles of her feet...

She restrained her attempt to avoid it, her eyes bent, and her eyes were pure smile, "Yeah."

?          ?Our Lord Song is back!!!!!!!!!

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