Chapter 299 The Silent Princess of the Peaceful Marriage 14

Suddenly, a sprinkle of white powder flew into his eyes.
Before Song Yan could see the woman's face clearly, the powder entered his eyes, forcing him to close them.
When he opened his eyes again, the woman in front of him had disappeared without a trace, and he was still holding the black veil that the woman had just hung on his face.
Song Yan released one hand to wipe off the powder that was still on his eyelashes, and then brought the powder close to his nose to sniff it.
Failed to assassinate the Thief God, Song Yan is not surprised.
It is not easy to get thirty thousand taels of gold either.
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When Xie Shizhu returned to the inn, her legs were weak.
After entering the room, she quickly changed out of her clothes. Just as she stood up to unlock the door, Song Yan appeared at the doorway.
Xie Shizhu's face turned pale, suddenly not knowing when Song Yan appeared at the door.
There was a moist feeling coming from Song Yan's body, indicating that he had already taken a simple shower.
His handsome face was filled with tenderness as he looked at the sweat on the woman's face. The corner of his lips curved into a gentle arc as he softly asked, "Why are you sweating so much?"
谢时竹咽了咽口水，她无法相信这个温柔至极的男人，就是刚才差点杀了她的人。
She remained silent for a few seconds, forced a smile, and gestured, "It's a bit hot tonight."
Song Yan nodded, came in from outside, then proactively closed the door, and walked to the window to open it.
Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a faint footprint on the edge of the window sill, but quietly diverted his gaze.
"The window is already open, it will be cool in a moment," Song Yan turned around and looked at Xie Shizhu with a smile on his face.
After saying that, Song Yan took off his sash and slowly removed his outer garment.
Xie Shizhu hurriedly took his clothes and smiled sycophantically.
Song Yan casually glanced at her with the corner of his eye, and saw a subtle flicker in her smile. He quickly concealed his emotions.
"It's getting late, go to bed early. I still need to attend court early tomorrow morning."
Hearing this, Xie Shizhu obediently nodded and neatly folded Song Yan's clothes, placing them on a nearby table. Then, she spread out the bedding for Song Yan.
After finishing a series of activities, Xie Shizhu began to sweat profusely because she could feel the scorching gaze of Song Yan on her.
It seemed like he was scrutinizing her.
The hairs on Xie Shizhu's arms stood up, and she thought to herself, tonight Song Yan is going to make a move, right?
No, it's not possible. She has worked so hard for so long, it cannot be wasted in vain.
Xie Shizhu hesitated for a moment, turned around, and walked towards Song Yan, taking the initiative to hook his waist.
Then, in the astonished gaze of the man, she gestured with one free hand, saying: "My lord, let me help you take off the rest of your clothes."
After finishing speaking, without waiting for Song Yan's reaction, she reached out and hurriedly pulled on Song Yan's collar.
Song Yan easily caught her wrist, a hint of a smile in his beautiful eyes, and whispered, "No need to go through so much trouble, my beloved consort."
Upon hearing the words 'beloved consort', Xie Shizhu couldn't help but feel a little creeped out.
Just as Song Yan released her hand, a commotion could be heard outside, followed by a knock on the door.
“客栈里有人丢了东西，所以我们得进来搜查一下…”话音一落，他们也不顾里面的人同不同意，直接踹门而进。
外面站着几个官差，其中几个人穿着普通捕快的衣服，而最中间的男人穿得比较华贵，腰间有着一把长剑。
It also looks quite young, about the same age as Song Yan, with delicate features and rosy lips and white teeth.
His appearance doesn't quite match his identity.
The man in the middle, upon seeing the person inside as the virtuous king, showed a hint of surprise on his face and quickly apologized and bowed: "I greet the virtuous king. I apologize for my earlier rudeness. I came to the inn to search for the prince's token since it was lost."
This is Qi Zian, the Left Censor of the Imperial Court, over eighteen years of age.
Song Yan nodded slightly, speaking in a relaxed tone, "My consort has been in the chambers all the time and hasn't left, nor have I seen any suspicious individuals."
After saying that, Qizi'an exchanged a glance with his subordinates.
However, due to his status as the sixth prince, he didn't dare to search casually and could only bow and leave, heading to the next room.
After they left, Song Yan closed the door. The voice of the Crown Prince could still be heard outside, with an inexplicably excited tone.
He said to Qi Zian, "I heard that the Ghost Emperor just showed up? If you happen to capture him, be careful not to hurt him."
祁子安看着异常兴奋的太子，沉默了许久，“启禀殿下，鬼帝不是一般人，臣根本捉不到他。”
After saying this, the Crown Prince suddenly appeared somewhat gloomy and disheartened.
Song Yansuo locked the door, shutting out the noise from outside. He looked at the woman who was still standing there foolishly and smiled, saying, "It's time to go to bed."
Xie Shizhu obediently lay down, sleeping on the innermost side as before, leaving an empty spot for Song Yansuo.
After lying down, Song Yan did not fall asleep as quickly as last time.
He didn't sleep, and Xie Shizhu dared not sleep either, afraid that Song Yan would give her a poisoned needle after she fell asleep.
When Xie Shizhu was extremely tired, Song Yan approached her gently.
As soon as she smelled a faint herbal scent on the man's body, Xie Shizhu suddenly sobered up and her whole body stiffened.
Thinking that Song Yan was trying to kill her, Xie Shizhu, to her surprise, found that he only placed his arm around her waist, then turned to the side, bringing them closer together. After another minute, they both fell asleep.
She could hear the steady sound of a man's breathing in her ear.
Xie Shizhu's tense body finally relaxed.
She even dared to close her eyes and sleep.
By now, Xie Xi should have already obtained the prince's token, right?
Just now, when she was returning to the inn, she put the token in a prearranged place.
Although I don't know what Xie Xi wants to do with this token, given Xie Xi's current situation, she took this token for the Northern Wasteland.
After all, Xie Xi is not a person who is focused on love at this moment, just like her, she has great ambitions.
The next day, the sky was a little brighter and Song Yan was already awake.
As soon as he opened his eyes, he felt something on his body, and his handsome features instantly showed a layer of vigilance.
Turning my head, I realized that Xie Shizhu's hand and leg were resting on her waist.
In fact, Xie Shizhu's sleeping appearance is quite different from her usual elegant demeanor.
The woman's cherry lips slightly parted, her eyes tightly closed, innocent eyelashes hanging down, and her small palm-sized face completely relaxed.
For some reason, Song Yan feels that this version of Xie Shizhu seems to be the real her.
谢时竹从睡梦中惊醒，睁开眼睛，映入眼帘便是男人黑沉的眸子，吓得她差点尖叫出声。
Because in her dream, she dreamt that after Song Yan found out that she was a spy, he dismembered her arms and legs and turned her into a human stick.
Upon waking up, the first thing she saw was the man from her dream, holding a knife, with a face covered in blood and extremely sinister.
The system swallowed saliva: [How terrifying, Host, you can't predict the future anymore, right?]
Xie Shizhu quickly adjusted her emotions, sat up slowly, and smiled at Song Yanzhao, then gestured, "Prince, should we return to the mansion?"
Song Yan's voice still had a hoarseness from waking up in the morning, "Hmm."
Xie Shizhu lifted the blanket and sat up, bringing Song Yan's clothes in front of him.
After Song Yan got up, Xie Shizhu diligently helped him get dressed, bowing his head and carefully tying the sash for him.
What Song Yan saw was the woman's slightly trembling eyelashes and a small mole on her nose.
The weather seems to be really hot now, and his queen seems to be sweating on her nose and forehead. Translated content:
The corners of Song Yan's lips brushed across an imperceptible curve, a subtle change that even he himself hadn't noticed.
Soon, the two of them stepped out of the inn and rented a horse to return to the mansion.
It was still early in the morning, and Song Yan had to attend the court session. He asked Xie Shizhu to sit on the horse while he sat behind her, intending to first escort her back to the mansion before heading to the court.
Two people were sitting on a horse, and Xie Shizhu felt uneasy as if sitting on pins and needles.
男人冷硬的胸膛贴着她的背后，偶然还能感觉到他的心跳声。
Surprisingly, it was not calm, but rather more erratic than her own heartbeat.