Song Qingxue's reaction really made Xiahou Chongyuan laugh.

So he immediately wanted to tease her and said, "Princess, when you were in the general's mansion, didn't General Song ask someone to teach you how to control your expression?"

Um?

After hearing this, Song Qingxue began to think seriously.

It seems that there really isn’t?

If the original owner had learned how to manage facial expressions before, she should have some impression of it in her memory, but she searched through the original owner's memory and couldn't find anything related to etiquette.

However, he was born in a general's mansion, and the original owner's mother, the only one from a scholarly family, died eight hundred years ago. How could those other burly generals think of teaching the original owner any etiquette!

Besides, even if the original owner learned it, so what? She is not the original owner.

So, does this mean that she is in trouble?

It seems like it's time for her to learn how to manage her facial expressions.

Seeing that she was thinking so seriously, Xiahou Chongyuan laughed out loud.

Song Qingxue looked puzzled, "What are you laughing at?"

"Of course, Princess Xiao has rich expressions, which is really pleasing."

Song Qingxue's face suddenly fell, "Your Majesty, be careful, there are outsiders here."

You are not afraid of your image collapsing, but I feel ashamed for you!

Wouldn't it be nice to be a flower on the mountain? Please keep your immortal temperament and don't come to the mortal world illegally, okay? !

"That's fine." Xiahou Chongyuan said, "If he dares to object, I don't mind turning him into a dead man."

Song Qingxue: “…” You are really something.

"..." A charlatan named Chen was trembling with fear.

Although he had guessed his identity long ago, he was still very scared when he heard him say in such a casual tone that he wanted to take his life.

Sure enough, the rumors were true!

The current regent is indeed a cruel and tyrannical person! He should be removed from office!

Feeling his timid and hateful gaze, Xiahou Chongyuan slightly side-glanced and stared at him sternly.

Although he did not say a word, Mr. Chen somehow read from his eyes a terrible message: "If you dare to do anything against me, you will be tortured to death by slicing."

Mr. Chen bared his teeth and shrank into the corner of the carriage awkwardly, trying very consciously to reduce his presence.

…

When we returned to Shangjing City, it was already midnight.

The streets were silent and most of the lights in the Regent's Palace were turned off. Only Chunhui Garden was still lit inside and out.

After returning home, Xiahou Chongyuan handed Mr. Chen over to Lin Xian, and he went to Chunhuiyuan with Song Qingxue.

Song Qingxue was standing in the room. Liu Huan was making his bed on the floor with a grunt beside the bed. Xiahou Chongyuan was drawing on a piece of paper with a pen beside the table.

In modern times, someone like him would at least be called the "King of Papers" to be worthy of his diligence.

Song Qingxue felt tired just by looking at it.

Therefore, Song Qingxue took off her shoes and lay down on the bed while helping Xiahou Chongyuan to tire himself out.

He has already exhausted himself for Xiahou Chongyuan, and now it's time for him to rest.

Thinking of this, she pulled the quilt over her and closed her eyes with peace of mind.

"Good night, King Juan." He accidentally called out the name that he was calling Xiahou Chongyuan.

But she didn't notice.

Until he was half asleep, he heard Xiahou Chongyuan ask, "What does Juan Wang mean?"

Song Qingxue opened her eyes immediately and sat up in shock.

"What do you mean by roll?"

"What is 'King of Rolls'?" Xiahou Chongyuan knew that 'King of Rolls' must be a term from her era. He had heard a lot of new words before, but he had no way to ask. Today he finally got a chance, so he naturally would not give up easily.

"Oh, the King of Spring Rolls." Song Qingxue said coquettishly, "The King of Spring Rolls. You know spring rolls, right? They are delicious. Once fried in oil, they are fragrant and crispy. They are delicious!"

Xiahou Chongyuan was suddenly speechless.

Well, it seems that I can’t find out the real meaning.

He shut up and continued reviewing the memorials.

He was able to control his curiosity and focus on his own work at this time.

Song Qingxue couldn't fall asleep after being frightened by him.

Originally, she thought that she was so tired today that she would be able to fall asleep quickly and would not have to suffer from insomnia because of Xiahou Chongyuan in the room.

Now her sleepiness has been scared away. How can she sleep? !

Song Qingxue stared dimly at the back of the culprit in front of the table, trying to burn two holes in his body with her burning eyes.

Because he could hear her inner voice, Xiahou Chongyuan couldn't concentrate on dealing with the case.

At this moment, the two scorching gazes behind him made it impossible for him to even look at the memorial.

"If Princess really can't sleep, you can go out for a run or two to burn off some energy."

Xiahou Chongyuan said without turning his head.

Her inner voice was too loud.

"If you think I'm disturbing your work, then go to the study." Song Qingxue naturally didn't agree with her and pouted, "The bedroom is a place to sleep, not a place specially prepared for you to read memorials."

Besides, this Chunhuiyuan is her yard!

This person had to come and squeeze in, and he even had the nerve to complain that she was noisy?

Grandpa laughed.

You deserve to be the villain!

With such a bad temper, if you don’t be the villain, who will be?

Xiahou Chongyuan:?

The ancients were right about a woman’s heart being as deep as the sea.

Song Qingxue's thoughts really change a hundred and eight times a day.

Xiahou Chongyuan thought about it, put down the letter immediately, stood up and walked to the bed.

"Since the princess doesn't like me reading memorials in the room, then I won't read them."

Seeing him standing in front of the bed, Song Qingxue suddenly panicked.

She looked up but said without any confidence: "If you don't want to look, then don't look. Why are you standing here? Who are you trying to scare?"

Xiahou Chongyuan didn't know whether he should be angry or laugh.

I wanted to be angry, but her reaction was really cute, so I couldn't be angry. But if I said I wasn't angry, I felt a little embarrassed.

He really didn't know what to do with this woman, Song Qingxue.

After staring at her for a while, Xiahou Chongyuan finally turned all his emotions into a chuckle and casually lay down in the bed.

Looking at his movements, Song Qingxue couldn't help but blink in daze.

This villain's temper is really too good to be true!

She thought he would just throw his sleeves up and leave in anger.

Strange, really strange.

Could it be that she had always misunderstood Xiahou Chongyuan's temper?

But she clearly remembered that when she first came, Xiahou Chongyuan didn't seem to be like this?

No, it seems like it is again?

Song Qingxue began to have serious doubts about her memory.

What was Xiahou Chongyuan like when he first arrived?

She suddenly remembered that from the very beginning, Xiahou Chongyuan had always cooperated with her dramatic behavior.

It seems that she has never seen the true side of Xiahou Chongyuan. Her impression of Xiahou Chongyuan, like her impression of other people, is based on what is written in the original text.

The original text said that Xiahou Chongyuan was tough and cold-blooded, so she always thought that Xiahou Chongyuan should be like this.

But a person's character can't be summarized in a few words. When she was in the real world, Xiahou Chongyuan was just a paper man who looked the way the author wrote him, but now Xiahou Chongyuan is a living, flesh-and-blood person.

Such a person cannot be fully summarized by just eight short words.

After all, as a villain, the author did not spend much time describing his emotions and thoughts outside the plot. What she saw now was a living person who lived his life every minute.

She should have stopped looking at Xiahou Chongyuan as a paper man, because he was a human being, and having been with him for such a long time, she should understand him better than the author of the original text.