Chapter 497 A Tiger in the Heart

The night passed, and it was already bright when I woke up. In the rare good weather these days, the bright sunlight shot into the room from the front of the corridor and illuminated everything in the room. The pillow was already empty, and Princess Ping An had already got up. Song Nan stared blindfolded at the green silk on the pillow towel for a while, and then slowly got up and dressed. .

"Didn't I tell you not to get up?" Someone spoke softly.

Song Nan turned her head and looked through the hazy bed mantle. Princess Ping An sat on the brocade stool in front of the dressing table, with her long hair like a waterfall around her waist. Qingluan was combing her hair with a comb.

"In broad daylight, there should be no one to peep at me. I have to wash up, otherwise how to see people unkemptly? Don't worry, I will stay in the corner of the room today. I should be fine."

"Okay, Qingluan, go and get some washing water for Lord Song. In the afternoon, you can arrange it according to what I just told you and ask Yun'er to guard the door."

Qingluan promised to raise his foot and walk out. Song Nan whispered, "Thank you, Miss Qingluan. It's too troublesome these days."

Qingluan turned his head with a smile and said, "It's an honor to serve Lord Song. My princess has green eyes on adults. How dare I, a maidservant, to neglect your lord?"

"Qingluan, don't talk nonsense." Princess Ping'an blushed and said annoy.

Qingluan went out with a smile. Song Nan slowly put on his clothes and got up. When he lifted the bed, he saw that Princess Ping'an was sitting still and his shoulders were shaking slightly. Something was wrong. He hurried forward and asked in a low voice, "What's the matter, princess?"

Princess Ping'an twisted her waist and didn't say anything. For a long time, she took a palm from the dressing table and wiped her eyes, grabbed the comb and combed her hair by herself. Song Nan looked at her red eyes and really cried just now.

"The princess has been wronged, and I really don't know how to comfort the princess. The princess is assured that I will never reveal half a word about these days."

The princess was forced to sleep with herself all night. I don't know what the people around her are thinking. It can be seen from Qingluan's words that she must have thought what happened to them last night. Although only a few people know about it, women's fame is very important these days. For the princess, it is common sense to feel ashamed and regret.

"Nothing, the Qing people are self-clear. The slave family is not a child, but I was just fascinated." Princess Ping'an whispered that her slender fingers were flexible and fast, loosening a waterfall of green silk and wearing hairpin rings and jewelry.

Qingluan sent wash water in. Song Nan simply wiped her face and poured a cup of tea. She sat honestly in the corner in a daze. After Princess Ping'an finished dressing up, her whole body also glowed. When she turned around and saw Song Nan's dull appearance, she couldn't help laughing and said, "Are you going to be so unkempt today? Is it? The commander of the brocade guard, my marquis of the Ming Dynasty, is so sloppy in private.

Song Nan smiled and said, "That's also a way. Is it possible that I can still learn from the princess? You women love to dress up, and it's not too much to spend a day.

Princess Ping'an said angrily, "You men are all like this. Women love to dance guns and swords. You despise women. Women love to wipe fat and powder. You make fun of us for being boring. As a woman, it's not what you want to do."

Song Nan smiled and said, "How dare you, the princess is not me? You don't need to care about my opinion."

Princess Ping'an covered her mouth and smiled and said, "Look, I'm right. You don't deny that you must take the woman lightly in your mind. Does the princess of the Duke of the State know what you think?"

Song Nan raised her hand and shook repeatedly, "Don't talk nonsense. I don't have a low heart for women. If several ladies in my house hear this, I won't have a good life."

Princess Ping An said, "Is that right? Then tell me, what do you think of women?

Song Nan hesitated for a moment, and Princess Ping'an smiled and said, "You don't have to think of some lies to deal with it. We're just chatting. I won't see your wives in your life. You don't have to worry about I'll give you a fool."

Song Nan shook her head and said, "I won't lie. I just want to express my thoughts in the most concise words."

"You should talk about it."

Song Nan pondered and said softly, "I think women are used to love, not to bully."

Princess Ping'an shook her body and bit her lower lip without saying a word.

"Women are the best thing in the world. They should not be bullied, but only receive protection and love; all the dirt and conspiracy in the world are derived from men's desires and have nothing to do with women, which is persecuted by women, which is very unfair."

Princess Ping'an looked at Song Nan in a daze and didn't expect that such words could be said from Song Nan. Maybe it was a flattering word in front of her, but in fact, she had never heard these words from the men around her. Maybe they had never even thought about it. They were only busy fighting for power and profits for women, They only have one idea, which is to take it as a private favorite, and there is no respect for it.

"You are very talkative, and the slave family now understands why you can marry the princess of the British government." Princess Ping's words are full of ridiculity.

Song Nan smiled and said, "This time you were wrong. In fact, it was my wife who chased me. When the little princess and I first met, we were not in love at first sight the month before. On the contrary, we were still sworn against each other."

"Oh?" Princess Ping'an picked Xiumei and was very interested: "There is nothing left and right. Let's talk about it."

"I still don't want it. How can I say this to others?" Song Nan waved his hand.

"I want to hear it. Come here and I'll comb your hair and make a bun. Can you tell me some stories with your little princess?"

Song Nan rolled his eyes and said, "How dare you let the princess comb my hair for me?"

"Can't you get through?" Princess Ping'an crossed her waist and said, "I'm annoyed to see your messy hair."

Song Nan had no choice but to move over and sit in front of the mirror on the dressing table. Princess Ping An broke up his messy bun and picked up the wooden comb and gently combed it. Song Nan felt the feeling of her soft fingers scratching her head and sighed comfortably. Looking up at the reflection in the mirror in front of him, he found that a pair of wonderful eyes looked straight at himself from the mirror, touched his eyes, and immediately moved away.

Song Nan slowly talked about the process of meeting and falling in love with the little princess. Princess Ping An listened silently and smiled from time to time. When Song Nan talked about the little princess injecting blood to save her life, Princess Ping An suddenly stopped and asked, "If Princess Shuyi didn't save your life, would you like her?"

Song Nan thought for a moment and shook her head and said, "I don't know. I can't answer your hypothesis."

Princes Ping said, "You have answered. In fact, you don't like Princess Shuyi, do you?"

Song Nanjing said quietly, "I can only answer you like this. The love affair in the world is desirable, but in fact, the reality is not so perfect. Instead of searching, it is better to cherish the present. I admit that I didn't have any love for the little princess at first, but what else do I have for a woman who is willing to give up her life for me. Unsatisfied? Moreover, in the subsequent contact, I gradually fell in love with her, and the little princess actually understood this in her heart. Love at first sight is very good, but I never know that slowly understanding each other and loving each other is actually not inferior to love at first sight.

Princess Ping'an nodded slightly and whispered, "I've always been limited in my body, and it's easy to disappear when I'm idle and leave, and I can't say goodbye to banquets. The mountains and rivers are far away, and the falling flowers, wind and rain hurt the spring even more. It's better to pity the people in front of you.

Song Nan smiled and said, "That's what it means. Life is short and imperfect. You can pursue it, but you don't need to be demanding. Otherwise, in the end, you will miss a lot of things that were originally beautiful, and eventually be empty-handed."

Princess Ping'an whispered, "I didn't expect Lord Song to be such a thoughtful and affectionate person."

Song Nan said, "What did you think I was before? Is your mind full of muddle-headed martial arts?

Princess Ping said, "No, there are many rumors about Lord Song, and there is no need to tell Lord Song, but today I know that Lord Song is not like the person in the rumor."

"Thank you for your praise." Song Nan laughed.

"Are you satisfied with your hair combed?" Princess Ping'an stood with her hands behind her back and looked at Song Nan from the mirror with bright eyes.

Song Nan turned her head and touched the bun on her head and smiled, "I don't think I need to comb my hair for at least a month."

This sentence is the best praise. It is still said that the comb of this bun is good and came from Princess Ping'an. Song Nan is reluctant to remove the comb again. It is not only praise, but also a little provocative. Princess Ping was overjoyed. Looking at Song Nan's handsome face, she remembered Song Nan's sleeping posture last night, and her face suddenly blushed.

After Song Nan slept soundly last night, her hands and feet were extremely dishonest, and the horizontal and vertical sleep was difficult to deal with. At one time, she raised her feet and put them on her buttocks, and for a while, her arms hugged herself like iron hoops. Princess Ping'an almost fell to the ground in order to hide from him, but she couldn't escape the claws. Since her husband's death, Princess Ping's heart has stopped. Although last night's situation was embarrassing, it also seemed to wake up a beast dormant in her heart, making her understand that she was still longing for something in her heart, but she had been suppressing it.

Now that she was hugged and sleeping in the arms of a young and handsome man, Princess Ping'an felt that her heart was very secure. At first, she blamed Song Nan for being rude, but soon after, whether she was poked by the hard thing or caressed by Song Nan's big hand inadvertently reaching into her skirt, she did not feel rude. Some of it was useful; she even longed for Song Nan to wake up and then something happen; for this idea, she secretly scolded herself for being ** cheap, struggling for not sleeping all night, and got up at dawn.

"What's wrong with the princess?" Seeing that her face was different, Song Nan asked with concern.

"Let's eat some snacks. In order not to be suspicious, I can't teach people to bring food in today. You can only eat snacks." Princess Ping'an left and right, he took a look of his heart and stuffed it into Song Nan's hand.