jdhmnovel Chapter 165 King Chen Arrives
Chapter 165 King Chen Arrives
On the third day after being kidnapped by Song Qingwan, Murong You woke up.
She raised her head and looked at where she was, making sure she was no longer in the palace. She suddenly remembered that before she fainted, a woman seemed to have suddenly appeared in her palace.
"Where is this and why am I here? Is anyone here?"
Awu, who was standing outside the door, pushed open the door of the woodshed and walked in. He looked down at Murong You, who was wearing gorgeous palace clothes, and said coldly.
"Don't shout anymore. Our master will come to see you later."
"Who is your master? How dare you kidnap me in the Saint's Palace? Do you know who I am?"
"Of course I know. It's because you are from the Southern Border Saint's House that I invited you here."
Murong You closed his mouth and stopped talking.
Her beautiful eyes were filled with fear, and she didn't know what she was about to face.
Awu closed the door again, turned around and went to Song Qingwan's room to tell her that Murong You had woken up.
When Song Qingwan heard the news, she immediately put down the medicine in her hand and rushed to the woodshed. She needed to know Chunya's condition immediately.
After Awu opened the door, Song Qingwan observed the disheveled woman sitting on the ground. It was dark that day and she couldn't see Murong You's appearance clearly.
"As expected, a girl who can become the Saint of Southern Border has such an extraordinary appearance."
At this time, Murong You's clothes had been scratched and her hair was disheveled, but even so, her outstanding appearance was difficult to conceal.
Murong Youren looks cold and unworldly as her name suggests. She has a standard oval face, long and narrow eyes with slightly upturned corners, which adds a bit of charm to her originally cold and beautiful face.
While Song Qingwan was observing Murong You, Murong You was also looking at her carefully.
"This girl is so beautiful and elegant, she must be of a high status. How come I have never seen her before?"
"It doesn't matter if we haven't seen each other before, we know each other now."
"Could you please tell me what you want to do by kidnapping me? Do you want me to seek medical treatment?"
"Miss Murong, you are worrying too much. How dare we trouble you to see us? We asked you to come here today because we want to ask you about someone."
"Ask about someone? Who?"
"I wonder if you could tell me where the girl that Zhao Yuanshen kidnapped from the Great Saint Dynasty is being held."
"Girl, what girl? I don't know."
"Girl, do you really not know?"
"I really don't know. My relationship with Zhao Yuanshen is not as close as you think. There are many things about him that I don't know."
Song Qingwan looked at Murong You steadily, not missing any subtle expression on her face. After a long time, she was sure that Murong You was not lying and she really didn't know.
"Then Miss Murong, please stay for a few more days until Zhao Yuanshen comes to pick you up in person."
Song Qingwan turned around and was about to leave, but was suddenly stopped by Murong You.
"How can a pregnant woman like you have the ability to kidnap someone? Who are you?"
Song Qingwan was a little surprised. This girl from southern Xinjiang was indeed something special. She could actually tell that she was pregnant.
Song Qingwan has been pregnant for only two months now, and it is not noticeable from the outside, so until now almost no one knows that she is pregnant except Aunt Yuan.
"I advise you not to guess. When Zhao Yuanshen comes, you will naturally know who I am."
On the way back, Awu stopped Song Qingwan and asked her if she was really pregnant and why she didn't write a letter to tell the prince?
"Ajin is in the middle of a war in the northern border. How can I let him spare some energy to take care of me? You are not allowed to tell him. Do you hear me?"
"Yes, I understand."
But since he knew that Song Qingwan was pregnant, Awu has been following Song Qingwan almost all the time.
Whenever he went out, Awu insisted on following her and no longer remained invisible.
The prince is not here. If anything happens to the princess, the prince will probably skin her alive.
Sure enough, Zhao Yuanshen did not disappoint Song Qingwan. On the seventh day after kidnapping Murong You, Zhao Yuanshen finally showed up.
"Your Majesty is so fast. This is beyond my expectations."
"Hehe... Princess Huai actually looks down on me so much? Seven days have passed, I wonder if Murong You is okay?"
"Of course, Miss Murong is living well. I believe the prince also knows the purpose of our kidnapping of Miss Murong."
"Just for your maid? Song Qingwan, you really surprised me."
Hearing Zhao Yuanshen's frivolous voice, Song Qingwan restrained her smile and stared straight at the arrogant man in front of her.
In fact, Zhao Yuanshen is very good-looking and has a handsome appearance.
He is now in his thirties, in the prime of his life. Because he takes good care of himself, he looks only twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old.
Zhao Yuanshen and Zhao Yuanrui don't look alike at all, and it is obvious that Zhao Yuanshen is better.
The aura he exuded was even stronger than that of Emperor Zhao Yuanrui.
Today, Zhao Yuanshen was wearing a black and gold robe, and every stitch and thread on the robe was embroidered with exquisite patterns.
The sunlight shone on him, and the gold thread on his robe reflected a dazzling light, just like the light flickering in his deep eyes, making people dare not look directly at him.
His ink-black long hair was scattered behind his head, swaying gently in the breeze. She didn't know if it was a good omen or not, but Song Qingwan always felt that there was a faint fragrance on Zhao Yuanshen.
At this time, Zhao Yuanshen had a faint smile on his face, but the smile did not reach his eyes.
This is indeed a mysterious man. It is impossible to guess his inner thoughts. His charm is so irresistible to Murong You.
"I wonder if Your Majesty is ready to exchange hostages?"
"What's the hurry? Princess Huai has come all the way from the Great Saint Dynasty, and I, as the host, have not yet fulfilled my duties as a good host."
"Forget about being a good host, Awu, bring the person out."
"Yes, master."
After receiving the order, Awu walked quickly to the backyard. Song Qingwan was a little tired from standing, so she found a stone bench and sat down, lowering her head and no longer looking at Zhao Yuanshen.
Zhao Yuanshen still had a gentle look on his face, and he looked calmly at the woman in front of him who didn't take him seriously.
"Will your Majesty invite me to sit down?"
"Why can't you stand up now, Prince Chen? Your physical fitness is really poor. You really let down Miss Murong's deep affection."
Zhao Yuanshen's old face turned red and he cleared his throat uncomfortably.
"Your Highness Princess, you are overthinking. The prince and the Saint are merely serving in the same court, and we are both serving the Emperor of Southern Xinjiang."
"Your Highness, there is no need to explain. Sometimes explanation is a cover-up, and cover-up is the truth."
Song Qingwan's contempt for Zhao Yuanshen deepened in her heart. He actually denied any relationship with Murong You in front of her. Could it be that the live spring palace she listened to that day was a pornographic film?
Zhao Yuanshen naturally didn't know that Song Qingwan had eavesdropped. He just thought that Murong You was talking nonsense in front of Song Qingwan again.