Chapter 901 The Real Young Master vs the Fake Daughter 43

Song Yu continued: "As for the marriage..."

He turned his head to look at Shen Piaopiao, his eyes were not moved at all, Shen Piaopiao almost cried out with soreness in his heart, he stretched out his hand uncontrollably, shook his head vigorously: "Song Yu, don't, don't do this..."

A burst of coolness shot up from the soles of his feet, and he couldn't help but think of his straightforward rejection when he was at the border.

She cried and asked him: "Why why? What is wrong with me? Tell me, as long as you say I will change!"

The man broke away from her hand and took a step back: "Miss Shen is very good. It's Song who is not good enough for Miss Shen. I hope Miss Shen can find a husband who truly loves and protects you."

She cried bitterly: "But I only want you! I only want you, I can't live without you!"

I don't know since when, her heart has long been out of her control, and she doesn't want to be so self-respecting, but what can she do? She can't help it.

She forced him: "Do you have someone you like? That's why you don't accept me..."

Song Yu remained silent, her heart suddenly turned cold.

Afterwards, no matter how she forced Song Yu, she never revealed who that person was until this moment... Shen Piaopiao's heart was filled with hatred and love, and her eyes gradually turned into a trace of madness.

There were tears in her scarlet eyes, and she gritted her teeth: "Song Yu, don't force me!"

Everyone was far away and didn't hear her words, but Xihe and Song Mo heard them, Xihe couldn't help but glared at Song Mo: You made a mess!

Song Mo rubbed his nose, not daring to refute, this time he was indeed being stubborn.

Xihe hurriedly beckoned, and whispered in the little maid's ear, the little maid ran to the crown princess and said something, the crown princess looked over, and then tugged at the prince's sleeve.

After hearing what the princess said, the prince clenched his fist and coughed lightly: "Everyone."

Everyone looked over.

The prince wondered what was going on, he should have brought His Majesty over if he had known earlier, and looked at the two of them: "I have some private matters to discuss with Miss Jiang and General Song, can you wait?"

Shen Piaopiao gritted her teeth, no matter how unwilling she was, she could only watch the three of them enter the back of the hall.

The ministers were puzzled by Zhang Er, asking each other who Jiang Yue was.

After the hall,

As soon as the prince came in, he raised his chin at Xihe: "If you have something to say, go to the side and wait." With his hands behind his back, he walked to the other side of the screen.

Candlelight flickered, lifelike dragons hovered on the pillars, and figures on the ground swayed.

Song Yu looked at Xihe quietly, with unbearable sadness in her eyes.

Xihe paused, and wanted to kill Song Mo even more, that bastard!

She opened her mouth: "Brother, there is something I want to explain to you."

Song Yu nodded: "Okay, tell me, brother, listen."

Xihe was dumbfounded, his behavior made her feel more guilty, she simply stopped talking, leaned forward, raised her hand, and put her fingertips on Song Yu's forehead.

Song Yu's eyes widened, and he took a step back subconsciously, leaning his back against the table behind him.

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It caused the prince to look over.

Xihe lightly covered his eyes with his hands, and said softly, "Brother, feel carefully, you will understand everything soon."

Soft and warm palms covered the eyelids, and the tip of the nose smelled a faint fragrance. Song Yushun relaxed his mind, and suddenly a hot current flowed slowly into his mind like a hot spring, and pictures slowly unfolded in front of him...

The windows were half closed, the golden curtains swayed gently in the wind, and laughter came from the hall.

The crown prince was holding a Diamond Sutra in his hand, and he looked at it from time to time, and saw that the two of them maintained their postures motionless. He thought to himself, the distance of one foot should not be considered excessive... right?

Just when the prince was hesitating whether to go over and separate the two, Song Yu slowly opened his eyes.

He has a handsome face with thick eyebrows, and his lips are neither thin nor thick. He is naturally very well-born, even slightly frowning with an air of calm and prestige, but at this moment, there is a layer of light tears floating in those dark and translucent black eyes. .

His voice was hoarse, as if forbearance: "Why?"

Xihe didn't know what the 'why' he meant, but she could only say, "I'm sorry."

Song Yu's lips trembled: "I'm sorry?" With a look of crying and laughter, his whole body trembled violently, and he squatted on the ground covering his face with his hands.

Xihe was a little at a loss, wanted to reach out but was afraid of irritating him, na na: "Song Yu..."

If it was possible, she would not want to do this, but since the matter has developed to this point, even if restoring the memory of her previous life will make Song Yu painful, she can only choose this way.

Once he really rejected Shen Piaopiao because of Song Mo's troubles in this life, it would be unfair to him.

She couldn't let things go wrong again and again.

Xihe squatted down: "If possible, I also hope that you will always have a bright spring, no sorrow, and do everything you want to do, but... look outside, everything is developing in a good direction, and soon the country of Yue will welcome you. Come to the real peace and prosperity."

"If you want to go to the battlefield, put on a military uniform. If you want to show off in court, the prince will be a good king."

"Isn't all of this exactly what you expected?"

"Song Yu..."

Xihe looked at the polished floor tiles: "If you really blame it, then blame me."

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Something hit the tiles.

"What do I blame you for?"

Song Yu raised his head, his eyelashes were wet: "Blame you for cutting off all the sources of trouble, sending me back to the Song family, and creating this prosperous world with your own hands? I, Song Yu, am not that despicable, I just..."

From the corners of her reddish eyes, it fell to her half-open lips.

Close your eyes, smile wryly: "I should thank you." Without her, he is nothing.

Xihe opened her mouth, but she didn't know what to say for a moment, she could only speak carefully: "So Shen Piaopiao..."

Song Yu opened his eyes: "I understand."

Xihe:? ? ?

He got up and stretched out his hand towards her, and in a blink of an eye, the haze seemed to disappear from his whole body: "Let's go, go back to the front hall."

Xihe looked at him and then at the palm, finally put his hand on it, and he picked it up, the prince hurried over when he saw this, "Are you ready?"

Xihe was still a little worried: "Do you want to rest for a while?"

Organize your thoughts?

Song Yu shook her head, asked the prince to go aside, and whispered for a while, although Xihe was curious but did not inquire.

The three of them returned to the hall, and the whole hall fell silent instantly.

Song Yu walked up to Shen Piaopiao and stared at her earnestly. Seeing this, Xihe breathed a sigh of relief, and everything was back on track now. Unexpectedly, the next second, what Song Yu said was:

"Miss Shen, it's still the same as before, Song doesn't want to delay you."

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One sentence is earth-shattering.

The teacup in the prince's hand almost fell out, splashing tea all over his body.

General Shen's complexion was dark, and he gritted his teeth: "Song Yu!"

Xihe watched Song Yu's eyes widen in disbelief, and couldn't understand why he would do this after knowing the cause and effect... Song Yu suddenly turned his head and looked over, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Song Mo narrowed his eyes slightly, and leaned closer to Xihe's ear: "Stop interacting with this guy from now on."