Rebirth of the beauty of the peasant girl

Chapter 1080 Leave
Lin Jinyu glared at Qingluo angrily.

"What about my eyebrows!"

"It's not that it's not growing anymore, what are you in a hurry for?" Qingluo smiled, "Okay, let's stop making trouble, you can go back. We will leave after dawn."

Lin Jinyu looked at her long willow-leaf eyebrows in the mirror, no matter how awkward she looked, she was helpless.

"I'm going to sleep here today!" He pulled out the hairpin from Qingluo's hand, threw it far away, and caught her on the bed, "Let's sleep together."

"Don't even think about it!"

Qingluo kicked him off the bed, pulled the cup over his head.

After a while, there was a slight snoring sound.

The enthronement ceremony really exhausted her, and she fell asleep as soon as she touched the pillow.

"This child..." Lin Jinyu smiled wryly and shook her head. She couldn't bear to bully her anymore, and stepped forward to put down the curtains on her bed, and then walked out of Liuyun Palace with light steps, and returned to Huanyu Palace where she was temporarily staying.

Since the enthronement ceremony lasted for a day and a night, Qingluo didn't sleep for long before she was awakened by the red dates.

"Your Majesty, it's time to get up."

Hongzao knelt outside the tent and said softly.

Qingluo's eyelids were so heavy that she could hardly open them, she said in a raving voice: "Let me sleep for a while..."

After all, there was no sound.

Hongzao was a little anxious, but didn't dare to speak again.

"Niu Niu, it's time to get up." Wu Ye's voice sounded from outside the palace gate.

Among these people, only Wuye could come and get her up.

Lin Jinyu felt sorry for her and would not come to wake her up. Ning Zhiyuan, Mei Luochuan and the maids did not dare to disturb her at all.

Only Wuye, who has known Qingluo since childhood and treats her as her own sister, has this qualification.

After waiting for a while, seeing no response from the hall, Wuye opened the door without hesitation, went to the bed, and opened Qingluo's curtain.

"You, how dare you break into His Majesty's bedroom?" Hongzao was terrified, and hurriedly shouted outside, "Guards, come quickly, someone is disturbing Your Majesty!"

Immediately outside, a group of guards rushed in, with silver guns in their hands, staring at Wuye covetously.

"Stand back," Qingluo closed her eyes, sat up, and said weakly, "Red Date, bring me some water to wash my face."

"According to the order, Your Majesty." Hongzao looked at Wuye in surprise, he did not expect that he could make the sleepy Majesty calm down without anger.What is his identity?
Could it be that Bi Lin is more favored?

After Hongzao and the guards retreated, Wuye stretched out his hand and patted Qingluo's soft cheek, and said with a smile, "Little lazy boy, I still love to sleep as much as I did when I was young."

"Brother Wuye, wait for a while, I'll get up soon..." She was so sleepy that she was on the verge of falling.

When he was in Nanqiao Village, Wuye took her to train and often called her up.

Although so many years have passed, Qing Luo still retains the habits of that time.

As long as Wu Ye came to call her, she would wake up no matter how sleepy she was.

Seeing her like this, Wuye felt a little distressed, and said softly: "When you get on the boat later, you can sleep well."

"Okay. What about the others?"

"They're all up too. Second Lord..."

"En?" Qing Luo woke up a little bit, looked up at him with sleepy eyes, "What's wrong with him?"

"Second Master got up earlier and said he was going to prepare food for you on the way."

"Oh……"

"Niuniu?"

"Brother Wuye just say whatever you want, so you don't have to be polite with me, right?"

Wuye nodded, and said with some concern: "Did the second master really lose his memory?"

"Yes," Qing Luo nodded, "According to my observation, it's true."

"Even you can't cure it? Are your gold needles and silver needles useless?" Wuye asked with a frown.

"I've also checked his pulse," Qingluo got out of bed and walked to the table, poured herself a cup of tea, drank two sips, and then said, "It stands to reason that if there is memory loss, there will be some symptoms in the brain. Injuries. But I didn’t find any brain injuries on him. As for the arrow wounds and bruises on his body, they are almost healed. And those traumas will not cause him amnesia.”

"What should I do?" Wuye became worried.

If the news of amnesia is spread for the majestic king of a country...

Xin Di Deng is basically unstable, and there is no guarantee that it will not cause any trouble.

"I can't find out the reason for a while. After I go back, let the elders of the Mei family show him..." Qing Luo suddenly paused.

Wuye looked at her: "What else?"

Qingluo seemed not to hear, and muttered to herself: "If it wasn't caused by the injury...could it be..."

"Niuniu, did you think of something?"

"Yes, but I'm not sure yet. I'll have to try it out." Qing Luo pinched the teacup, thinking secretly.

At this time, Hongzao led several court ladies to wash the green radish, and then Wuye withdrew.

Because she was leaving on her way back, Qingluo no longer wore the crown and phoenix robe, but only a simple long gown, a plain cloak, and her long hair hanging behind her.

After washing up, there were already many people waiting outside the hall.

The first and auxiliary ministers and other important ministers and generals are all waiting here.

"Your Majesty, you have just ascended the throne and are leaving, why don't you stay for a few more days?" The ministers were reluctant to part.

Qingluo smiled and said: "I've been away from home for too long, and my family members are anxious. During my absence, Zhi'er will take over the country for me temporarily, and Mr. Chief Assistant will assist you. Do you have any opinions?"

This is the result of a good discussion yesterday, and the ministers will naturally have no objections.

Wuye asked in a low voice in bewilderment: "Niuniu, who is Zhi'er?"

"I'll explain to you later." Qingluo smiled and waved, "Zhier come here."

At this time, an eight or nine-year-old girl with bright eyes and bright teeth, wearing a chest-length skirt, walked over respectfully, knelt at Qingluo's feet, and said in a tender voice, "Zhi'er has seen Your Majesty."

"Zhi'er get up." Qing Luo stretched out her hand.

The girl hurriedly supported her hand, stood up, looked up at Qing Luo, her eyes were full of worship and admiration.

Qing Luo took her hand, put the scepter into her hand, and said solemnly: "Zhi'er is the heir chosen by this king. If there is something wrong with this king one day, Zhi'er will take the position of Queen of Xiliang inherit."

"According to the order."

All the ministers surrendered to the ground.

The rule in Xiliang has always been that the previous king chooses the next heir.

Therefore, even if Qingluo has just ascended the throne, it is completely in line with the regulations.

"Your Majesty, you must come back as soon as possible. The ministers will wait for you next time." The chief minister led the ministers and bowed three times and kowtowed nine times to Qingluo.

"it is good."

Qingluo smiled, took Zhi'er's hand, and walked to the gate of the palace.

There, Lin Jinyu, Ning Zhiyuan and Mei Luochuan were already waiting in the carriage, waiting for her to go to the pier outside the city and leave by boat.

Zhi'er's small hands were slightly wet, but her small face was very calm and calm.

Qing Luo secretly admired it in her heart.

At the gate of the palace, Zhi'er led the group of officials to kneel down on the ground, watched Qingluo's carriage, and left slowly.

Wu Ye rode beside the carriage, and finally couldn't bear to ask: "Niuniu, now you can tell me, what happened to that little girl named Zhi'er?"

(End of this chapter)