Lian Jinchen was a little surprised by her choice.

But it doesn't matter, he has nothing now.

With His Majesty's temperament, it is absolutely impossible for him to be appointed as his successor.

His only way out now is to march to the north.

If we can keep Xiliang in peace for a few years, we may be able to atone for some of our sins.

He is not a fool, of course he knows why Qing Hui has taken revenge on Qi Mingyue but keeps him alive.

She wanted to leave him to regret and spend the rest of his life trying to atone for his sins.

Qi Mingyue saved his life, but wanted him to be unfaithful, unfilial, and unkind for the rest of his life. Isn't this a kind of revenge?

He waved his hand towards Xu Manjin: "In that case, you can stay in the house with peace of mind and go down."

"I retire, Your Highness, please take care of yourself."

Xu Manjin bowed and saluted, then turned and left.

After walking out of the door, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Lian Jinchen was right, even if he died, as an old member of Prince Chen's palace, no matter who succeeded him, he would not do anything to her.

In this case, if she returns to the Hou Mansion, she will inevitably get married and face the old relationship with Qi Rongxuan. Why bother?

It would be better to stay in the palace and be at ease. After Lian Jinchen dies, she will be freer. Why bother to struggle?

Xu Manjin went back in a good mood.

…

Qing Hui didn't know how long she had been tossing that night. When she woke up, she saw that the palace was already dimly lit.

It can be seen that it is already early morning.

Qing Hui hurriedly sat up. She probably got up too quickly, which made her aching body feel particularly sore.

She couldn't help but hiss lightly.

Only then did I realize that His Majesty was not in bed.

She pulled on a piece of clothing and wrapped it up. As soon as she opened the curtain, she saw Lian Xueyin wearing a nightgown, her hair disheveled and walking around the screen with bare feet.

"woke up?"

He landed on one knee in front of her, took a new pair of bed shoes and put them on her feet, held her ankles, looked at her seriously and asked,

"Is there anything wrong with you?"

Qing Hua blushed a little at his serious look. Yesterday, she was driven by love and was extremely bold.

But facing him so directly today always made her feel a little awkward and unreal.

She had never thought that His Majesty, who was as far away as ice and snow in her memory, would one day kneel down in front of her and help her put on her bed shoes on such an early morning.

Just like a dream.

She couldn't help but raise her hand and hold Lian Xueyin's face.

She leaned forward as quietly as a thief, touched his lips quickly, and then backed away.

Let go.

He blinked as if nothing happened, shook his head and said, "It's nothing."

"Um?"

Lian Xueyin raised his hand to open the curtain, stood up and sat next to her, placed his palm on her waist, and kneaded it gently for a moment, "Does your waist still hurt?"

Qing Hua straightened his body and shook his head hastily.

Lian Xueyin held her in his arms, rested his chin on her shoulder, and said with a low smile, "Then who kept shouting last night that the waist was about to break and the branches of the tree were about to break?"

Qing Hua's eyes widened.

The blushing clips from last night jumped into her mind very clearly at this time, as well as the chaos in her mind when she couldn't bear it anymore, and there were even a few extremely ridiculous words that seemed to be like this,

Your Majesty, I am still a sapling, please let me go!

Your Majesty, my waist hurts. My waist is about to break. I feel like my branches are about to break!

Your Majesty, if you don't stop, I will recite a spell and I will turn into a tree!

Your Majesty, I am serious, ah, if you have the ability, you can climb the tree!!

Memories come back one by one, as if the green trees were struck by lightning.
Chapter completed!