After I died, the scumbag prince cried down the city wall

Chapter 297 Hesitation

Looking at the tempting and delicious food in front of me, my heart is filled with mixed emotions: Is this really a good intention?

But I am afraid there is a mystery hidden in it...

Noticing his wife's hesitation, Song Yanyi smiled and explained, "I remember you like to eat this?"

After getting a confirmed response, he continued, "If you like it, eat more. Don't worry about not having enough or anything. Just tell me what you want to eat."

While speaking, he did not forget to signal the maid beside him to fill the food on the plate.

Although she was still wary, she couldn't show it too obviously, so Cui Rongrong could only force a smile and said, "Thank you, Mr. Song."

However, when the chopsticks reached the target, they suddenly stopped, and deep in my heart I was still filled with anxiety.

Is there really no problem?

Could it be that...

He couldn't help but shudder at the thought of this, but he didn't dare to refuse directly for fear of causing unnecessary disputes, so he had to bite the bullet and put it into his mouth bit by bit.

As soon as he swallowed the food, he was eagerly asked, "How is it? Does it taste good?"

When he was almost choking, he quickly picked up the tea beside him to relieve the situation, and drank it in big gulps without paying attention to etiquette. After his breathing calmed down a little, he looked up and found that Song Yanyi had approached him and was gently patting his back to help him recover.

"How could you be so careless? You almost swallowed the wrong meal."

Although he seemed to be concerned on the surface, there was still a hint of coldness in his tone.

After the situation was completely stabilized, he raised his eyes again and stared at the face in front of him, which looked much gentler than usual but still full of mystery. Just as he was wondering whether he should take the opportunity to express his recent mood and feelings, the hurried footsteps outside the door interrupted his thoughts.

It turned out that a servant came to report that someone from Prince Xuan's palace had come to visit and hoped to invite the master to discuss some important matters.

However, the latter didn't even raise his eyelids and gave a direct reply: "Tell them I'm busy with official business and don't have time to go over."

After saying that, he turned to the person beside him and asked, "Why do you think he would come to you in such a hurry?"

After hearing this, Cui Rong showed a puzzled expression on her face: "Could it be that something big happened in the court?"

Song Yanyi smiled contemptuously at this: "What's the big deal? It's just that the emperor has begun to favor the new heir. Prince Xuan must be upset, but what can he do?"

It turned out that not long ago, the emperor ordered that one of the military powers be granted to the sixth prince, Prince Qi.

Cui Rong, who had thought the situation was settled, was surprised when she heard this.

Seeing the man beside her with an attitude of not caring about the matter, she tentatively asked: "Then your idea of ​​supporting King Xuan to become the crown prince should no longer exist, right?"

Upon hearing this, his gentle eyes suddenly turned stern, as if two sharp daggers were piercing his heart. He said coldly, "Who made him so arrogant? After the King of Jin fell out of favor, he recruited talents and held banquets without caring about the dignity of the royal family. In the end, he ended up like this, and it can only be said that he brought this upon himself."

This sentence made Cui Rong's heart beat faster, as if an invisible hand was pinching her heart, and a sense of inexplicable fear arose in her heart involuntarily - this was the first time she felt so deeply the unfathomable depths of this man's heart.

There seems to be tremendous power hidden in his every word and action, which makes people dare not speculate easily.

And I am just an ordinary woman, how can I be his opponent?

Suddenly, his face regained its usual gentle expression, as if the previous gloom had never appeared.

He asked softly and stroked her hair gently, his eyes showing a hint of warmth and concern: "Are you not going to continue eating? Are you full?"

Cui Rongrong was touched by this sudden tenderness, and felt an indescribable chill running through her whole body and reaching her heart, as if some unknown secret was quietly brewing.

She could only reluctantly respond, "I'm done eating."

He frowned slightly, his eyes flashing with confusion and a little dissatisfaction, his tone was calm but majestic: "That's all?"

Feeling the other person's questioning gaze fixed on her, Wanru had to nod in the affirmative, fearing that any hesitation in her words would be keenly noticed.

Seeing this, Song Yanchen didn't say much, but let out a breath and said helplessly: "That's fine, let's talk about it when we're hungry."

After making sure that the other party had no intention of blaming her, Cui Rong finally breathed a sigh of relief and quickly stood up and prepared to leave, "I'm going to check the account book."

But at this moment, I heard a gentle but urgent voice behind me, "Slow down, please wait."

He slowly took out a seemingly ordinary yet unique silver hairpin from his sleeve. Its luster was as dazzling as the brightest star in the night sky.

"Get closer."

When Xie Xianyou gently put the carefully selected new jewelry in her hair, he asked gently, "Do you like this?"

This scene made Wanru feel as if time had gone backwards...

A scene emerged in her mind where an important person had put the same style of headdress on her when she lived in Qingzhou.

At this moment, the man in front of him was staring at him intently with a pair of eyes as dark and deep as midnight. In the depths of his eyes, which were usually calm, he now revealed a hint of anxiety and even danger.

Despite her mixed feelings, Cui Rongrong tried hard to suppress the smile that was about to bloom on her lips, nodded gently and replied, "Very good."

Seeing this, Song Yanchen obviously relaxed a lot, and he breathed a long sigh of relief as if a heavy burden had been lifted from his heart.

"I need to go north to deal with some urgent matters in the near future."

He spoke calmly, and although his tone was relaxed, one could still detect the subtle tension between his furrowed brows.

Hearing this, Cui Rongrong seemed a little surprised and asked quickly, "What exactly is this about?"

It turned out that the rebellion in the border areas had been intensifying recently, and the court had decided to send a large army to suppress it. It also hoped to take this opportunity to secretly investigate whether there were any traitors within the army.

"Given the serious and complex situation, I will personally take charge of this operation. I must find out the truth and restore order to the Western Zhou Dynasty."

After hearing this, in order to appease the woman's slightly wrinkled brows due to worry, Song Yanchen held her hands tightly and tried to give her enough comfort and support: "If everything goes well, we should be able to rush back home before the end of the year to celebrate the Spring Festival together."

Hearing this, Wanru, who was already full of worries, could no longer hide her anxiety and reluctance: "Isn't it too risky to do this? Do you think others are really easy to deal with? If something goes wrong..." Before she finished her words, she was interrupted by a burst of hurried footsteps outside the door...

At this time, Qing'an came breathlessly to report the news: "Master, the old master wants you to come over immediately!"

"Ah."