Chapter 2939: Counterattack in the Deep Palace: Revenge of the Little Palace Maid (47)

Cining Palace.

In the side hall, Luo Qingchen carefully applied the medicine to Song Nanmo. The air was filled with the smell of sandalwood and important things mixed together, and it felt very comfortable.

But at this time, Luo Qingchen's eyes turned red unconsciously.

"What's wrong?" Song Nanmo saw her suddenly twitching her wrist, and he could feel that she must be feeling uncomfortable.

Luo Qingchen shook her head, raised her head, took a deep breath and said, "It's nothing, I just think you're a bit stupid."

Song Nanmo stood up slowly, buttoned up his clothes, then looked at her and said, "I just can't do it."

He can't help but watch his beloved move towards another person because of power. He can die, but he can't let go.

"But have you ever thought about it? If you die, the emperor will do whatever he wants." Luo Qingchen looked into his eyes and said, "The ending will not change in any way."

"Qingchen..."

"So you have to live." Luo Qingchen looked at him firmly and said, "Only if you are alive can you have hope. You want to protect me, and I also want to protect you."

In fact, to a certain extent, she probably liked this feeling.

They protect each other, they trust each other, they tolerate each other for each other, and they are stubborn for each other.

It sounds silly to say it, but it is an indelible feeling.

Song Nanmo slowly raised his right hand and touched her cheek. Her fingertips were slightly cold, but her palms were burning hot.

His character was very gentle, just like when she first met him. He was neither domineering nor sinister, upright and self-disciplined.

"If you weren't so good and were favored by the emperor..." Song Nanmo said with a faint mist in his eyebrows, "Qingchen should be Nanmo's wife now."

After all, he had already confessed to his sister and had even figured out how to tell Ama'er Niang.

He will only marry one wife in his life and will never have any concubines.

"Pfft -" Luo Qingchen raised her hand and tapped his forehead in a decent manner and said: "Master Song wants to get a wife, but he never asked the rightful owner. I didn't even say whether I was willing or not."

Song Nanmo was stunned, a dark light seemed to flash in his eyes, and he asked with some disappointment: "Aren't you willing?"

"I -" Luo Qingchen pretended to shake her head, then chuckled and said, "Yes! Luo Qingchen is willing to marry Song Nanmo."

The corner of his mouth raised slightly, as if it were a beam of light, profound but not ostentatious.

The next second, he slowly approached her, and an ambiguous atmosphere seemed to fill the air.

Luo Qingchen slowly closed her eyes. Her head was a little empty, but there were still pink bubbles of anticipation flashing over her.

Unexpectedly, Song Nanmo kissed her cheek very quickly, and then quickly sat up straight.

There were patches of blush on that pretty face, looking extremely shy.

"Song Nanmo——"

"ah?"

Luo Qingchen cleared her throat, looked at him seriously and said, "Do you know how many little maids in the palace admire you?"

"No... no way..." Song Nanmo shook his head slightly and said: "I don't often walk around the palace. Even if I do, I only go to the Imperial Study Room and my sister's Yixuan Palace. Not many palace maids have seen me. right."

"Master Song is really... deaf to what's going on outside the window." Luo Qingchen snorted and said, "Did you know that a few months ago, there was a young master who wanted to meet Master Song on purpose, and the Queen found out about it? For this matter, I was immediately expelled from the palace and fined twenty boards."