The imperial concubine is charming and coquettish, she crazily criticizes the tyrant for spoiling he

Qing Kuo didn't think about it.

She simply stopped thinking about it, and shrank her head down again. She was really exhausted, and she fell asleep as soon as she closed her eyes.

When Lian Xueyin calmed down, when she turned around, she saw the person curled up in the blanket, already sleeping soundly.

He raised his hand and pinched the center of his brows, walked over resignedly, and pulled down the corner of the quilt that covered half of her face to prevent her from breathing hard.

Reality does not allow him to be greedy.

He greedily wanted to be with her longer.

...

In the front yard of the magistrate's yamen, after Qi Guogong brought money and food, King Ning and King Chen were busy almost all night.

After hearing that Lian Xueyin was coming early in the morning, King Ning and the others came to visit tremblingly, but Lian Xueyin refused.

Qingqian didn't go to bed until midnight, Lian Xueyin didn't want them to disturb her tranquility.

Unexpectedly, his avoidance made King Ning and other officials even more disturbed.

I thought His Majesty was blaming them for not doing a good job in disaster relief.

None of them dared to delay even half an hour, did not dare to take a break, and continued to arrange disaster relief without stopping.

Even Qi Guogong, who was planning to return home soon, was temporarily dragged to deploy troops to maintain order in the city.

Even Qi Mingyue volunteered to go out to give porridge.

In the entire prefect's backyard, only Qingkuo is left. This yard is as quiet as another world.

Qing Kuo slept until almost noon and woke up. Looking at the unfamiliar room, she was stunned for a while before realizing that she was no longer on the boat.

She sat up, stretched herself, and just got out of bed when she saw Lian Xueyin sitting by the window, flipping some book in her hand.

Qing Chuan walked over with his hands and feet in his hands, and grabbed the book in his hand.

Qing Kuo glanced at the contents of the book, and it turned out to be a travel journal.

"Your Majesty, why are you looking at this?" Aoba asked curiously.

"See if there is any suitable place to visit." Lian Xueyin replied, asking her, "Have you had enough sleep?"

Qing Kuo nodded, stretched out his head to look out of the window, and couldn't help asking: "Is this mansion so quiet?"

"They all went out to do errands," Lian Xueyin said.

Qing Kuo sized him up: "Don't you need to go, Your Majesty?"

"Need not."

Green Tree: "??"

Does being an emperor have such leisure?
Why did she remember that her father was busy with 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?

—

Qing Wuhui, the regent who was far away in the Eastern Qin Dynasty, was dealing with government affairs, and couldn't help but sneezed. He was silent for a while, and then called someone to ask: "Has the princess sent you a letter recently?"

The visitor shook his head, "No."

Qing Wuhui snorted, their little tree branch is a rebellious girl.

—

Qingkuo finished slandering her father, thinking that there was no clue about the aura of the land, so she told Lian Xueyin,
"Your Majesty, why don't we go out and have a look? Go and see if there are any clues. The aura of the land can't be drained all at once. I think that person should still be in Lingzhou."

"En." Lian Xueyin responded.

A pair of appearance, no mood swings.

Qing Kuo looked at him suspiciously, could it be that tyrants are always so cold?
Obviously he doesn't pay attention to everything, but why is he not active at all now?
Could it be that he knew that sooner or later the country would be subjugated, so he made it look bad?

Then she...

Qing Kuo gritted her teeth, so of course she has to be more active, after all, she is still waiting to take over as the crown princess!