The next day, Song Qingyue wanted to pretend to be sick to thank the guests, but Li Zhao seemed to have expected it and brought an imperial doctor over early in the morning to ask for help, saying that he was afraid that the girl would fall into the water and catch the cold yesterday.

I can't pretend to be sick now.

Seeing that Song Qingyue was in good health, Li Zhao conjured up a dozen kinds of breakfast dishes, all of which were exquisite and vegetarian. After that, he proposed to take Song Qingyue out for horse riding today.

Song Qingyue frowned and asked everyone in the room to go out first, "I have something to say to His Highness alone."

Li Zhao's long-time follower Huang Menlang was the most obedient and quickly retreated. Song Qingyue's maids and mothers saw that all the servants in the palace had retreated, so they had no choice but to retreat hesitantly.

Li Zhao stared at Song Qingyue with great interest, but saw her face grimace the moment her grandma closed the door, slapped her chopsticks on the table, and shouted with great seriousness: "Li Zhao!"

"Hey, I'm listening," he said nonchalantly, and took her hand, rubbed it gently, and said, "Speak carefully if you have something to say, and don't hurt yourself."

"Li Zhao! Can you be sincere? You came to this mountain to pay homage to your biological mother! You didn't come to have a romantic relationship with me!"

Song Qingyue's expression was extremely serious.

Li Zhao stared at her with wide eyes for a long time, then he let out a laugh and said, "If my mother really has a soul in heaven, she would definitely want to see her son and his future daughter-in-law live in harmony and beauty.

.Look at you, before I even walked in the door, you slapped the table and scolded me loudly. Oh, I don’t know if my mother will feel sorry for me after seeing this..."

Song Qingyue: "..."

Seeing her pursed lips and having nothing to say, Li Zhao stretched out his hand and pinched her fair cheek, and said with a smile: "But it's nice of you to be like this, it's better than being polite like a puppet, which is too awkward. My prince

dislike."

Song Qingyue pursed her lips and thought for a long time, then raised her face with a tangled expression and asked: "Isn't it good to treat each other as guests?"

Li Zhao didn't know how to answer for a moment.

Who wouldn't want to be intimate with the person they will spend their whole life with? If they really don't feel anything, or they really don't like them, they will forcefully ask for a respectful relationship.

He lowered his face and said, "You really dislike me."

"I don't dislike you, I just...I am..." For a moment, she wanted to say that she was afraid of falling in love with him. She didn't want to become completely different in the future because of jealousy with other women. Instead of changing from a close lover to a

Wouldn't it be nice to treat each other like a guest and respect each other from the very beginning?

But when she saw Li Zhao's fierce eagle-like eyes, she was speechless.

He is not the male protagonist.

Not only is he not a passionate male protagonist, he is also an S-class scumbag with a full career ambition, zero love brain, and the ability to make every woman fall in love with him.

Song Qingyue emphasized to herself again.

She couldn't expect him to promise to be together for the rest of her life.

Since you can't, why bother talking to him about this fundamentally unsolvable conceptual conflict?

So she simply said: "...I just hate you!"

This time it was Li Zhao's turn to be stunned. He expected that Song Qingyue probably didn't like him yet, but she didn't hate him either!

"Why? What has this prince done that disgusts you?"

"What did you do that you don't know about?" When talking about this, Song Qingyue became more confident.

"What did I do?" Li Zhao really didn't expect that since they met in Baoding, he had always been very good to her.

"You, you, the first time you saw me, you threw me down from a tree several feet high. The second time, you locked me in a small dark room for a whole day without giving me food or drink.

You also said that you want to chop me into braise and stew me in soup! Isn’t that enough? You almost killed me twice, isn’t that enough for me to hate you!”

Song Qingyue's face turned red with anger, her chest was heaving and she was breathing heavily, as if she really hated Li Zhao to the extreme because of these two things.

Li Zhao was very surprised. He never thought that a two- or three-year-old baby could actually have memories? Moreover, this child actually remembered it for more than ten years. If Song Qingyue didn't mention the matter of throwing her down the tree, he would be very worried.

forgotten.

He grabbed Song Qingyue's hand in a panic, and hurriedly explained: "Yue'er, it was me who was the bastard the first time. I had a bad temper at that time, but I didn't think anything would really happen to you at that time. Father and the King stood there

Under the tree, I know he will be able to catch you. I just want to scare you and see if you really can't cry. I didn't expect you to remember it for so many years. As for the second time..."

"Stop talking!"

Song Qingyue struggled to take her hand out of his palm, stood up, pointed at the door, and said: "Get out! I hate you when I see you! If I had known that you were Li Zhao, I wouldn't have saved you when I beat you to death in Baoding!

"

This was a bit too much. Li Zhao not only did not let go of Song Qingyue's hand, but instead pulled her to sit on his lap, hugged her, scratched her nose, and said with a smile: "Look at you, for ten

You were so angry about a trivial matter a few years ago, why are you so angry?"

"It's a small thing?! You're not the one who's hurt. It doesn't hurt to stand and talk!"

He then brought his face close to her, rubbed her smooth cheek, breathed hot air into her ear and said in a deep voice: "If you don't stand up and talk, let's sit down and talk. When we get married, we can still talk lying down."

"You!" Song Qingyue pushed his face away with her hands, "You are simply a gangster! A bandit!"

"Well, no, you also said that you wanted to be the wife of the local bandits. You also said that you were asked to be the wife of the local bandits. Beier has face among the bandits. Is that what you said? Don't tell this prince you

I don’t remember. I said it nicely at the time, but I don’t want to do it now, you little liar!” He said, locking her clawed hands, holding her waist tightly, forcefully approaching her, and giving her a hard blow on the cheek.

A kiss.

Song Qingyue looked at him with wide almond-shaped eyes. Seeing him put on such a wicked and wild smile with this handsome face, she felt that this was not a noble prince of the royal family, but inside he was just a bad person.

Reasonable pirates and bandits!

"You bandit!" she complained angrily.

Li Zhao then said in a very rogue manner: "I am a bandit, so you must keep your word, right? My wife Yazhai?"

Seeing that Song Qingyue was still angry, he smiled more and more happily, hugged her tightly, rubbed her neck with his cheek, put his chin on her shoulder, and said softly: "Anyway, from now on you

You need to know before you marry me, and I’m not afraid to tell you now. I was spoiled by my stepmother at that time, so my father took me to the Lingnan Military Camp out of desperation. We met several times when we were young, and it was exactly

This is the time when this prince is at his most stubborn."

"You're not much better now." Song Qingyue rolled her eyes, causing Li Zhao to laugh.

After a long time, Song Qingyue asked again with some worry: "What about Your Highness and the current Princess Su..."

"I haven't broken up yet." Li Zhao said with a helpless smile, "After all, she is the step-in-law of my father, Ming Media, and she has always been nicer to me than to her own children. It's my fault if I don't respect her. Ben

The prince is not that stupid."

"Then...will she cause trouble for me in the future?"

Li Zhao thought for a while and answered honestly: "Yes."

Song Qingyue sighed and leaned listlessly on Li Zhao's chest: "I know that if I marry you, I will never think about having a peaceful life!"

Feeling that her body gradually relaxed in his arms, Li Zhao felt happy, tilted his head, and kissed her cheek again: "Don't be afraid. I have my son to support you, so you don't have to be afraid of her."

"I want to break off the engagement!"

"Impossible!" Li Zhaofa bit her ear hard and whispered in her ear: "The imperial edict has been issued. You are mine in life and my ghost in death. Even if I die,

You must also marry and be guarded by my son!"

From the side, he saw her eyelashes trembling, and her already relaxed body became tense again.

Li Zhao vaguely knew that he had said the wrong thing just now, but when he heard her saying that she wanted to break off the engagement, his anger surged into his heart uncontrollably. She was his, from head to toe, from the past to the future, she would always be his alone.

!

Song Qingyue was in pain from being strangled by his arms, and those words just now made her feel as if she had fallen into an ice cave. Li Zhao is a supporting character and villain in the book, a native royal nobleman. She should not have any expectations because he is good to her.

She had no intention of distinguishing with him. This was a matter of different views. After all, they would never be able to live together in the future. She sighed softly, lowered her head, and begged for mercy with him softly: "I understand, Your Highness, please don't leave."

I'm angry, it's too tight and it's strangling me."

Li Zhao knew that Song Qingyue was really annoyed with him now, but he didn't know what to do. He just held her arms tighter. He didn't regret saying such things to her. This was what he thought in his heart.

This was his attitude, he wanted to catch her, desperately wanted to catch her.

Li Zhao tilted his head to look at her, his eyes swept over the skin on her face, and finally settled on her pink lips. His throat rolled slightly, and he felt resentful that she still refused to talk to him, so he bit it...

After a while, when the maid came in to clear away the cups, plates, dishes, and chopsticks, she saw Song Qingyue lowering her head, covering her mouth with a handkerchief, and standing far away from His Royal Highness.

Mo Yun asked: "Girl, are you going to go horse racing today? If you go, my servant will help you change your clothes."

Song Qingyue still covered her mouth with the handkerchief, waved her hands, and said: "I'm not going. I, I'm not feeling well today, so I'm just resting in the room. You guys can see His Royal Highness off for me."

After saying that, she stood up, walked around the screen, and lay down on the bed.

Li Zhao put his hand into a fist and coughed twice, cleared his throat and said: "Miss Song, have a good rest today. Let's go to the front to recite sutras for my mother and concubine." With his hands behind his back, he held his head high and led all the little yellows.

The door and the guard left.

Eunuch Xiao Lin was waiting anxiously outside, but he had not dared to interrupt him just now, so he hurriedly reported: "Your Highness, the cousin has also come to offer incense to the princess..." Eunuch Xiao Lin said, raised his eyes, and suddenly saw

There was a vague mark on his lips, and he choked for a moment, "Your Highness, you..."

"Get out! It's none of your business!" Li Zhao yelled angrily, touched the teeth marks on his lips, feeling happy in his heart, and then asked: "Which cousin?"

"Miss Ning Er."

Ning's second girl, whose name is Ning Yueyao, is the only legitimate daughter of Zhenyuan Hou Ning Hansong. The eldest girl of the Hou family is Ning Hansong's niece, and she has already married out of town.

Ning Yueyao grew up in the palace, and was the companion of the girls in the palace. She and Li Zhao were childhood sweethearts. However, Li Zhao went to Lingnan when he was eight years old, and after returning to the capital at the age of fifteen, he was detained in the palace by the emperor's grandfather.

After that, he took a temporary post in the Xijing camp. He only went back to the palace to live for a day every ten days. He rarely went to the backyard. It can be said that he had never met his cousin. To say how much affection he had, it was just seeing him.

Since she also has the surname Ning.

As for why Ning's second cousin had a deep love for him, it could only be because of his status as the heir apparent, but Li Zhaoya didn't care.

Don’t you want to see them? Everyone is here, so it’s impossible not to see them. Li Zhao had no choice but to say: “Let’s go and see them.”
Chapter completed!