As soon as he asked the question, their master opened his eyes and looked over, and Duoqi paused.

He turned around, lifted the curtain and whispered to the outside, "Let's go to Jin'an Road."

"Yes."

The gaze behind him then disappeared.

"..."

Duoqi just felt that Princess Dongli had a good vision by choosing their master, but it was a pity that it was wasted.

Their master's heart is entirely devoted to the Princess's Mansion, so how could he have the energy to care about other women?

The princess said she wanted to go to the palace. Everything was ready on the carriage, and the princess said she was ready to go.

Let him come out early to light the charcoal fire.

If the princess had not been inside, their master would probably not have been willing to let him prepare.

As long as it concerns the princess, you should do it yourself.

Liao Meizhen stood there, staring at the carriage until it disappeared from her sight.

Finally, he turned around and returned to his carriage, and the coldness in his body finally dissipated a little.

"I have already warned you not to provoke Qi Yu."

Prince Dongli had already grown impatient waiting, and glanced at her sideways: "You are rushing to seek embarrassment."

"Am I embarrassed?"

Liao Meizhen pointed at herself with amusement, feeling it was ridiculous: "I think you are no different from me."

They all came to Dali for marriage alliance, so who can be more noble than the other?

There is probably no essential difference between their coming to Kyoto and her looking for Qi Yu.

Why can't she?

If it was shameful for her to look for Qi Yu, then her face had been humiliated countless times since the moment they entered Dali.

"You, Meizhen..."

"You don't need to tell me so much. You said marriage, so we will marry. You said we will come to Dali, so we will come to Dali. But have you ever thought about what I will face if I come to Dali for marriage?"

"You can choose anyone, but not Qi Yu."

"Then I will choose Qi Yu."

When they came to Dali, they didn't give themselves any choice.

"..."

Prince Dongli saw her face full of resistance and knew that it was useless to say anything to her at this time.

I'm too lazy to talk about it, so I just close my eyes and think, out of sight, out of mind.

The two carriages left one after another, and several figures not far away saw the whole scene.

"Humph~"

Chaoyang handed the lantern in his hand to the palace maid behind him, frowned and smiled: "Yan He doesn't let me covet this piece of delicious cake. I don't covet it, but there are many people who covet it."

The little princess of Dongli has just arrived and has already set her eyes on it, but this is a tough bone to chew and I don’t know if it will break her teeth.

She didn't expect that there would be something to watch when she returned to the palace at this time.

It is said that three women can make a play, but she thinks that one man can make several plays.

The people behind him looked at each other, and finally Chaoyang's personal maid Dong Zhu spoke up: "If the princess knew, I wonder if she would feel bad."

That delicate and fragile beauty was such that even women couldn't help but feel pity for her when they saw her.

"she?"

Chaoyang thought of the guy who had made her speechless a few days ago, and snorted coldly: "Then I have to talk to her properly. If she feels uncomfortable, this princess will be happy."

"Go back to the palace."

"Yes."

It is so comfortable to take a hot bath in winter. If his body did not allow it, Yan He would not want to get up.

I wish the hot water could last forever.

He wrapped himself in a cloak and leaned against the couch, reaching out to take the storybook beside him. He had already read half of it during the day.

She has been in better and better spirits recently, and has been going to bed much later at night.

Qi Yu was afraid that she would be bored, so he collected all kinds of books for her.

Not to mention, the stories inside are quite exciting.

"Princess, shall I accompany you in the room?"

"You take a rest. I'll watch for a while and then go to sleep."

"Ok."

Qiu Fu knew that she didn't like it, so she just pursed her lips and said, "Princess, you should go to bed early. Don't stay up too late. It's not good for your eyes."

"Got it, little chatterbox."

"..."

The footsteps behind him faded away, followed by the sound of a door closing, and the room became completely quiet.

I'm all alone.

Yan He was so tired from holding the things in his arms that he turned over and looked sideways.

If Qiu Fu were here, she would definitely ask her to get up and complain that it was hurting her eyes.

But it's really comfortable to watch like this. If it were a mobile phone, she would want to turn off the lights to watch it.

Yan Heshen reached out his free hand to touch a piece of candy and was about to eat it when he remembered that he had already washed up.

Then silently put it down.

During the whole process, his eyes never left the book, and he was about to turn the page after reading the last word.

A hand suddenly reached out from behind and took her book away.

"Why are you lying down and watching?"

Yan He subconsciously turned sideways to take it back, but his wrist was grabbed, and then his cheek tightened.

"Tired?"

The visitor said as he loosened his hand and gently touched the eyes: "Are your eyes tired?"

"Ah."

"Sleep?"

"No."

She was watching the exciting part right now, how could she just fall asleep? She had to finish reading this story first.

Yan He grabbed a corner of the book and subconsciously rubbed her cheek against his palm.

"But I want to know whether the general here is with the little princess in the end."

"General?"

"Yes."

It’s just such a coincidence, except that the protagonist in the story is not a county princess, but a princess.

Seeing that he had no intention of returning it to her, Yan He simply let go of it.

Instead, he grabbed the hand in front of him.

She was so good at acting like a spoiled child: "My eyes are so tired, General, please read to me, okay?"

If they were not good, they would be driven out. Every day and at night, they would run to the women's boudoirs and catch them.

"it is good."

“To finish this story.”

"it is good."

Of course Qi Yu couldn't refuse. He wished he could be closer to the person in front of him. He pulled the quilt over and wrapped the person tightly: "Yan Yan, lie down."

After everyone lay down obediently, he opened the storybook.

"The little princess followed the general closely, chirping like a magpie, asking him whether he liked her or not. The general raised his lips, but turned away with a cold face again."

"stop."

The low and calm voice paused, and Qi Yu looked up and met those accusing eyes.

My heart softened instantly, and I leaned forward slightly with my hands: "What's wrong with our little princess?"

The tone was extremely gentle, completely different from when he was reading just now.

Yan He felt like she would drown in his eyes.

I originally wanted to say that he read without any emotion, without any ups and downs, which affected her experience.

Now he just shook his head.

Hiding his cheek in the quilt and leaving his ear outside, he said, “Go on.”

Qi Yu lowered his head, his eyes fell on the small ears, and a smile poured out of his eyes.

In the end, I suppressed the urge to reach out and pinch it.

Continue the story that was just interrupted.

In the quiet house, the man's voice was pleasant and calm, without any ups and downs.

There is no twist in the story.

But his voice is nice.

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