If the Wang family wants to protect the young master, they can always find a way.
No matter how bad it is, it is better to take the person away than to stay in this wolf den.
His young master died young, and the younger master was also pitiful.
I just hope that His Highness the Eighth Prince can treat the young master well and not let him suffer anymore.
Si Qianling went to bed after taking a shower. Dahong's quilt was very soft. He had never slept in such a soft and warm bed in his memory.
It still smells delicious, I don't know what kind of fragrance it is.
He looked at the bed curtain with round eyes. He had been tired all day and now he couldn't sleep.
His fingers unconsciously touched the jade pendant hanging around his neck. It was the only valuable thing on his body.
Su Qiruo started to pretend to be confused when she was half-drunk. The Ninth Prince and Prince Ming's daughter didn't dare to really get her drunk. Knowing that her drinking capacity was more than that, they didn't dare to persuade her again.
"A moment of spring is worth a thousand pieces of gold. Send your master to his new house quickly. Don't keep the eighth brother-in-law waiting for too long."
Su Jiuli waved to Zhishu and Zhiyan, who were waiting outside the door, and asked them to help their master down.
They have also been busy all day, and now they are all drunk, so they must stay overnight.
The housekeeper quickly ordered people to serve and sent several ancestors to the guest house where they usually lived.
As soon as they turned around the corridor, Su Qiruo straightened up while leaning on Zhiyan's shoulder.
"Master, I ordered someone to prepare sobering tea."
Su Qiruo nodded slightly, then walked to the door of Tingyu Pavilion, and suddenly stopped again.
She was afraid that going in to take a bath now would disturb the little king's rest, so she simply turned around and went to the yard next door.
Su Qiruo lived in the Tingfeng Palace, and the Tingyu Pavilion next to it was prepared for the future king. The two courtyards were next to each other.
"Master, the bathing water is ready."
Zhishu stepped forward to undress Su Qiruo. He thought that his master would not leave at night, but after washing, Su Qiruo changed into clean new clothes and went straight to the yard next door.
Zhishu and Zhiyan both couldn't understand their master.
What does this mean?
It was the king's courtyard. They couldn't go in and serve him, so they had to stay outside. As soon as Zhiyi and Zhili, who were watching at night, saw Su Qiruo coming, they immediately woke up.
"Your Highness."
"Wang Jun, can you rest?"
"Yes, the king took a bath and rested after dinner."
"You don't need to wait here anymore. Just prepare hot water and leave a night watchman."
"Yes, I will take my leave."
Zhiyi and Zhili were originally serving in Tingfeng Pavilion, but Su Qiruo thought it was inconvenient to have a man around, so she sent them to take care of Tingyuge Pavilion.
Now that the master of Tingyu Pavilion is here, they are very busy.
Su Qiruo pushed the door open and went in alone. The bright red wedding candles illuminated the room full of red, making the room even more festive.
The young man lying on the bed, with fair skin and dark hair, looked extremely beautiful in the bright red brocade quilt.
Su Qiruo stared blankly at the young man looking at her. This was the first time she was so close to him.
It turns out he is so good-looking.
Just too thin.
Si Qianling was also startled by the sudden entry. He was wrapped in a quilt and huddled in the corner, with fear in his watery eyes.
However, when he saw that stunning face, he was stunned.
His fingers unconsciously touched the jade pendant around his neck, but his heart was filled with turmoil.
It turned out to be her.
When he was young, he once rescued an injured girl. The girl didn't look much older than him, but her martial arts skills were excellent.
Naihe was hit by an arrow in the back, which somehow landed in his yard and passed out. (End of chapter)
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