The man took off his masked black scarf and revealed a cold and handsome face. In the night, the phoenix eyes were as bright as cold stars.

In fact, Tang Yu guessed his identity the moment he was grabbed by him. If he were the guards of Duan Prince's Mansion, he would never dare to touch her. No matter what, in the eyes of those guards, she is all Song Qin's people.

Tang Yu wanted to retract his hand, but thinking that he had promised that night that he would let him do it, Tang Yu opened his eyes, did not struggle, and did not ask anything, waiting for Song Qin to leave first.

Song Qin looked at the door panel next to him and found that Madam Liu was still standing inside, so she didn't rush to talk to her, and led her to the base of the wall. It was far away from the upper room. He looked at the gauze hat on the little girl's head and frowned and asked, "The rash on her face has not healed yet?"

Tang Yu was not surprised that he knew about her news. He was afraid of causing him to misunderstand, so he whispered: "In order to pretend to be sick, I can only do this during the day. I have taken medicine tonight and I should be almost cured tomorrow morning."

Song Qin pinched her hand to comfort her suffering.

Tang Yu's attention was moved by him, and he finally felt the temperature in his hands. It was warm tonight, very calm. She looked elsewhere and didn't want to experience it.

It was late at night, and it seemed that there were only two of them in the quiet country yard. The sight was already blurred, and Tang Yu was still wearing a gauze hat and could hardly see anything. He pretended to be able to see it and followed his steps. He was very big, and gradually she began to be unable to keep up, and she felt a sense of clumsiness in her steps.

Song Qin noticed it and looked at her, thinking of the little niece in the palace. The little girl liked to let him lead him, and she would be tired after walking for a while. She would either ask him to wait for her slowly, or run to him and let the emperor hug her.

Holding his hand, Song Qin said something in his heart, but he felt it was not suitable to say that she was not niece.

He slowed down and asked her, "Who knows about this?"

Tang Yu lowered his eyes and stared at the ground, staring at his interlaced black boots, "Only Madam Liu."

With her personality, Song Qin realized that she would not take the initiative to promote it. After a moment of silence, he said: "I will go to court in the morning. I see that your cousin is absent-minded. Could it be that you said something to him?"

Tang Yu's heart ached faintly, like the wound he had just bandaged, unable to resist any touch. He was in a daze, his eyes could not keep up with his footsteps, and he heard his own dull voice, "I have separated my relationship with him, and from now on, I will only be brothers and sisters. If a man and a woman do not want to do anything about him, I would also ask the prince not to ask about anything about him in front of me."

"I am so heartless. I still remember the peach tree." Song Qin looked at Ye Xing in the distance, looking at Ye Xing with a tone of regret.

Tang Yu only heard gloating.

She turned her head and stayed away from him, and she felt relieved.

"I walked too slowly, I hug you."

The man suddenly bent down, and Tang Yu realized what he meant. He had already raised his body high. He hugged her legs like a child. She let out a low voice, and her hands instinctively pressed his shoulders. Her entire upper body was almost beyond his head. The vision behind her suddenly became widened. The moment before the stability, the stars in the sky seemed to be shaking.

"You..." Only when I was a child had my father hugged me like this. Tang Yu was so embarrassed and begged him in a low voice, "Prince..."

"I think you are walking slowly." The first time I hugged the big girl, I accidentally raised it too high, and I didn't want to admit that I had made a mistake, Song Qin continued to hold her up like this, tilting her head slightly to look at the road ahead. It was inconvenient for him, and Tang Yu was even more uncomfortable than him. He was always afraid that he would fall down, so he endured it and begged him again.

Song Qin suddenly let go, and she immediately slipped down and quickly climbed on his shoulder in frightened. Song Qin hugged her again halfway. When Tang Yu came to his senses, he found that he had become a sideways facing Lu Chi and was hugged by him. His hand was stuck in her legs, and she grabbed his clothes tightly behind him with one hand, and his other hand was on his shoulder, with his head level with him.

With eyes facing each other, although he felt that Song Qin could not see her eyes, Tang Yu was still awkward. He took back his hands in time and said, "Prince, I can leave myself, please let me go." She is not the third princess, she is gentle and clever, why should he ask for trouble? Could it be that he would take advantage of him like this?

Song Qin shook her, scared her to hold his chest tightly before breathing smoothly, "I think you are walking slowly."

Tang Yu pursed his lips and let him go, but there was no barrier on the left and right, and he might fall down at any time. Tang Yu quietly leaned against him, leveraging the support, and his hands would never hug him again.

"Have your father hugged you like this?" Song Qin looked at her and chatted with her. "Nannuan likes to let me hug you like this."

Tang Yu bit his lip, it turns out that he really compared her to the third princess?

She reminded him tactfully, "Before the age of seven, my father hugged him like this."

"So, I have no intention of letting you relive your childhood memories?" Song Qin didn't think anything wrong with this, so she teased her more. Her voice sounds nice, and she sounds nice when she coaxed her children gently. It also makes you hate you deliberately cold words and makes people angry, and it makes people angry. See what she can say in anger.

He seemed to have another business in his words. Tang Yu inexplicably remembered that he had mistakenly recognized him as his father, turned his head and refused to say anything.

Song Qin wanted to see her face and tried to blow her veil.

Tang Yu felt it and reminded him lightly: "My daughter's face is full of rashes, afraid of hitting the prince."

"Then I won't look at it now." Song Qin was easy to talk tonight, and he touched her again, with a little smile in his words, "Actually, I'm twelve years older than you. If I had gotten married earlier, I would probably have a daughter as old as you." Imagine that I really have a pretty and pissy baby girl like a little girl, it seems good.

He treated her as his daughter and took advantage of her seniority. Tang Yu was so angry that Song Qin was always cold and majestic. She dared not offend him. Now Song Qin was bored, thinking that she had no temper and had a better temper. She wanted to insult her father. Tang Yu couldn't help but insult her father, and said coldly: "It's a pity that I don't have the blessing to be the prince's daughter. If the prince wants to be an elder, I can call you uncle."

Song Qin couldn't make her laugh. He heard that she was so sarcastic that she was better than pretending to be a lump of wood. He smiled and said with a rare smile: "Uncle is not nice. If you like it, I will allow you to call the emperor uncle."

Tang Yu wanted to stab him a few words, but when he reached his mouth, he realized that Song Qin was urging her to speak, and immediately pursed his lips.

Song Qin leaned in front of her and whispered to seduce her, "If you call me uncle, I will regard you as a junior. I will not touch you every day if I call you."

Tang Yu clenched his hand, but then he thought, if there were twenty-nine days left, her body would definitely be able to be. Why did she lose even the little dignity left for that day?

Her voice became even colder: "My destiny is a low-key person, and she dare not overstep her."

Eight words, three words pierced Song Qin's ears. He was about to throw her down and let her walk by herself, but found that there was a wall in front of her. Song Qin decided not to bother with her. He walked a few steps and stopped under the wall, and said coldly: "I raise you up."

Tang Yu looked at the wall, but he didn't expect that he would climb the wall. The man below raised her up again. Tang Yu reached out to the wall, and his shoulders slightly exceeded the wall. She first put the bag on her back, then walked forward with her hands, and the person lay there. He saw a carriage outside, and there seemed to be a person sitting in the black in front of the carriage.

All my attention was attracted by the outside, and I forgot that Song Qin was still holding her up.

"Climb the wall and lift your legs up." Song Qin held her embroidered shoes with both hands and urged a little unhappy.

Tang Yu withdrew his gaze and tried to lift his right leg. The skirt was stretched open. Thinking that Song Qin was below, she was so panicked that she put down her legs again. What could Song Qin see in the dark? Seeing that she was still in a state of mind to guard against him, Song Qin clenched her feet hard, "Go up, rub it again, I will take your pants."

Tang Yu did not dare to test whether he would do his word. He gritted his teeth, slammed the wall, and raised his legs with difficulty. One leg was easy. Tang Yu didn't know how to use it, and he had never done this before. The person holding her left foot suddenly let go. Tang Yu immediately sweated and maintained a trembling posture of one leg hanging on top. He was afraid of falling down, but he didn't want to beg him.

Song Qin looked down and laughed. The first time she saw such a stupid woman, her niece was smarter than her.

As soon as he jumped up, Song Qinliluo climbed up to the wall and lifted her up.

Tang Yu shivered all over.

Song Qin wanted to ridicule a few words, but when she saw that she was afraid of being like this, she patted her shoulder. He jumped down and stood below and grabbed her thin legs, "Come down, I will follow you."

Tang Yu didn't dare to be so condescending, he just felt that the wall was particularly high.

"Don't be too slow." Song Qin pulled her down, Tang Yu locked his legs hard, and his hands tightly slammed the wall.

Just as Song Qin was about to coax him, a bearish laugh suddenly came from the carriage. Song Qin frowned, not wanting to spoil her anymore, and pulled the person down with force. Tang Yu's mind was blank. He relied on reason so that he did not scream. The next moment he rushed to the man. He held her high and took two steps back, quickly stood firm, and put her down.

Tang Yu's legs were weak, Song Qin hugged her into her arms and whispered in her ear: "No prospect."

Tang Yu had no words to argue and felt ashamed.

"Let's go." She stopped trembling, Song Qin let go and turned around to leave.

"My burden..." Tang Yu pulled his sleeve in a hurry. He stopped. She also realized that she had lost her composure and quickly let go.

"I said you don't need to bring anything." Song Qin glanced at the wall, and had noticed her burden long ago, and now he took it seriously.

Tang Yu felt guilty, but fortunately, she covered up the gangster. She lowered her head and said stutteringly: "Inside, there are books I like, rouge and powder I used to use, and a few close-fitting clothes..."

Song Qin stared at her, his eyes moved downwards, and fell to her chest.

Her lotus-colored bag with peonies embroidered in her mind was revealed. Song Qin stretched out his eyebrows, walked to the base of the wall, jumped gently, and grabbed her bag.

Tang Yu breathed a sigh of relief and reached out to pick it up.

"I will help you carry it, let's go, it's not too early." Chu Feng was there, and Song Qin didn't want to hold her hand, but the little girl came over, and he held her soft and delicate little hand in his right hand, and walked towards the carriage with a cold face.

In front of the carriage, Chu Feng saw that someone was coming, and immediately went to carry the wooden bench. He touched the stool with his hand, turned his mind, and then took it back, and stood beside him without moving.

Tang Yu came over, but didn't see the person stepping on his feet. He was confused and suddenly someone picked up his body up.

"Get in." Song Qin stuffed the bag into her arms and said impatiently.
Chapter completed!