Qing Hui didn’t think it through.
She simply stopped thinking about it and shrank her head down again. She was really exhausted and fell asleep as soon as she closed her eyes.
When Lian Xueyin calmed down and turned around, he saw the person huddled in the quilt, sleeping soundly.
He raised his hand and pinched the center of his brow lightly, walked over resignedly, and pulled down the corner of the quilt that covered half of her face to prevent her from having difficulty breathing.
Reality cannot tolerate his greed.
But he greedily wanted to stay with her longer.
…
In the front yard of the prefect's Yamen, after Qi Guogong delivered the money and grain, Prince Ning and Prince Chen worked almost all night.
After hearing that Lian Xueyin had arrived early in the morning, Prince Ning and the others came to visit with trepidation, but were rejected by Lian Xueyin.
Qing Hui didn't go to bed until late at night, and Lian Xueyin didn't want them to disturb her peace.
Who would have thought that his avoidance would make Prince Ning and all the officials even more uneasy.
I thought His Majesty was blaming them for not doing a good job in disaster relief.
None of them dared to delay even half a quarter of an hour or take a break. They all continued to arrange disaster relief without stopping.
Even Qi Guogong, who was originally planning to return home soon, was temporarily pulled to deploy troops to maintain order in the city.
Even Qi Mingyue volunteered to go out to give porridge.
In the entire backyard of the prefecture, only the green cypress tree was left. This courtyard was as quiet as another world.
Qing Hui slept until almost noon before waking up. Looking at the unfamiliar room, she was stunned for a while before she remembered that she was no longer on the ship.
She sat up, stretched out, and just climbed out of bed when she saw Lian Xueyin sitting by the window, flipping through some unknown book in his hand.
Qing Hui walked over and grabbed the book in his hand.
Qing Hui glanced at the contents of the book, and it turned out to be a travelogue.
"Your Majesty, what are you doing looking at this?" Qing Hu asked curiously.
"Let's see if there is any place suitable for fun." Lian Xueyin replied and asked her, "Have you slept enough?"
Qing Hui nodded, stretched his head and glanced out the window, and couldn't help but ask: "Is this government office so quiet?"
"They all went out to do errands," Lian Xueyin said.
Qing Hu looked at him: "Your Majesty, don't you need to go?"
"No need."
Qing Hua: "??"
Does being an emperor have so much free time?
Why did she remember that her father was busy with endless government affairs every day, as if the entire dynasty had endless things to deal with all the time.
Could it be that his efficiency is too low?
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The regent Qing Wuhui, who was far away in the Eastern Qin Dynasty, was handling government affairs. He couldn't help but sneeze. He was silent for a while, called someone and asked: "Have you received a letter from the princess recently?"
The visitor shook his head, "No."
Qing Wuhui snorted, their Xiao Zhi'er is a rebellious girl.
—
After Qing Hui finished slandering her father, thinking that she still had no clue about the land's aura, she told Lian Xueyin,
"Your Majesty, why don't we go out and have a look? Look for any clues. The spiritual energy of the land cannot be drained out all at once. I think that person should still be in Lingzhou."
"Yeah." Lian Xueyin responded.
Looks like everything is okay, without any mood swings.
Qing Hui looked at him suspiciously, could it be that all tyrants are so cold and cold?
Obviously he doesn't pay attention to anything, but why is he not active at all now?
Could it be that he knew that sooner or later the country would be destroyed, so he failed to do so?
Then she...
Chapter completed!