Qing Hua kept talking for an unknown amount of time before falling asleep.
The big tiger gathered her into his arms, wrapped his tail around her waist, and stared at her peaceful sleeping face.
She slept soundly, probably because the warm breath was so comfortable, and she even curled into his arms.
The big tiger's tail tightened unconsciously.
Qing Hui seemed to feel a slight discomfort, and casually pulled his hand to his waist, grabbing the troublesome tail.
The tail froze, and it took a long time before it carefully slipped away from her hand, not daring to move again.
Qing Hui didn't wake up until the morning. She stretched out her body and before opening her eyes, she stretched out her hand and felt nothing.
She opened her eyes suddenly.
The bed was empty except for the messy quilt that she had kicked off.
She looked around, no, what about a tiger as big as her?
There was a knock at the door.
"Come in." Qing Hui responded with a yawn.
Song Tanxi came in with the palace people, and Qing Hui immediately asked: "Have you seen the king? When did he leave?"
Afraid that Song Tanxi didn't know what she was talking about, she quickly added: "That's the big tiger, the white one."
Song Tanxi shook his head: "I never saw him, but His Majesty came here in the morning. The master was still resting, so he said he would come back after the morning court."
"Oh," Qing Hua scratched her hair. No, is it possible that she is the only one who can see the king?
Or is it that the king is elusive and doesn't like to be seen?
What kind of bad habit is this?
Why is it the same as the previous Lian Xue Seal?
Qing Hua curled her lips and climbed up from the bed.
"You ask someone to prepare the carriage, um... let's have lunch, and let's go to Qiyue Viewing." Qing Hui said.
She had to go see the Ji family and his wife and tell them about Ji Xianning.
Let’s take a look at Master.
Tell Ning Fengxu’s fortune again.
While she was making plans, Lian Xueyin, who had gone to court early in the morning, walked in.
As soon as he came in, he stared at her thoughtfully for a long time.
Qing Hui was being served by a palace servant to comb his hair, and he looked at her inexplicably: "What are you looking at, Your Majesty?"
"Nothing." Lian Xueyin looked away and didn't look over again.
After Qing Hui packed up, the two of them went to the side hall together.
"Has your Majesty's meeting yesterday and today's morning meeting yielded any results? What should we do about Suzhou? Who should we send?" Qing Hui asked hurriedly before he sat down to eat.
"Are you very concerned about Suzhou's affairs?" Lian Xueyin asked.
"Of course, if Suzhou is defeated, wouldn't Mo Xuanling be able to go all the way south and attack Yujing? He is a very crazy person and always puts his life at risk when fighting. He will definitely not miss this opportunity.
" Qing Hui said.
Lian Xueyin continued to stare at her: "Do you know him very well?"
Qing Hui nodded, then shook his head: "I don't know much about it, I heard my father mention it many times."
The main reason was that her father was interested in this son-in-law, so he conducted many investigations to find out Mo Xuanling's hobbies and behavior, including whether he had ever been in love, and how many maids there were in the palace.
She was forced to listen to his eloquent talk for a long time, and no matter how forgetful she was, she could still remember some of it.
But she really didn't have much interaction with Mo Xuanling. After all, she was delirious a lot at that time. When Mo Xuanling went to Dong Qin, I guess eight of the ten times he asked her out were not coincidental.
Lian Xueyin: "I heard that he once asked the regent to marry you."
Chapter completed!