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If this was true, Luo Qingqi was truly unwilling to spend all his energy on small matters like the Inner Palace. He had too many things to do, but he also knew that with his current residence having an imperial concubine, he would have to start socializing in the Inner Palace.

If the backyard was too chaotic, it would also indirectly affect his position in the imperial court. However, if Zheng Qingluo didn't want to, he didn't want to force her either.

After all, he was still a little young and didn't know if she could understand the importance of this matter. If she couldn't, then it would be troublesome. He might as well wait until she grew up.

"Don't worry, I can do it." These words caused Luo Qingqi's heart to palpitate with eagerness. Although he had his mufei, he could not put up a fight, he had always been working hard by himself, and now someone was saying to him, 'Don't worry, I'll do it', and he would no longer be able to calm down.

Luo Qingqi tightly hugged the person in his embrace again, and stuck his cheek onto hers. That kind of warmth was soft, and then, a gentle kiss landed on Zheng Qingluo's forehead.

"Alright, I'll leave it to you." I'll give you my royal palace, as well as my back. Qingluo, don't let me down.

The two chatted nonchalantly, until someone finally fell asleep. When the red candle in the room burnt out, Zheng Qingluo opened her eyes.

"You're awake?" Just as Zheng Qingluo was about to get up, she realized that she was still in someone's embrace. Her actions caused Luo Qingqi to wake up as well, "It's still early, why don't you sleep a little more, Your Highness."

Seeing the two's posture, Zheng Qingluo's face immediately turned red. Thinking about that light kiss last night, Zheng Qingluo's heart started pounding, she couldn't hold it anymore and anxiously tried to escape from Luo Qingqi's embrace.

However, Luo Qingqi held her firmly in his arms, unwilling to let her go easily. "What, you want to run away?

These words made Zheng Qingluo blush even more. "Nonsense early in the morning, I'm going to the palace to thank you. I have to get up and pack up. Sleep for a while longer, I'll wake you up later."

Zheng Qing Luo wanted to pull out from Luo Qingqi's embrace once again, but this time Luo Qingqi actually let go. However, under his good eyes, no matter how thick-skinned Zheng Qing Luo was, she would not be able to wear clothes in front of him.

"Why aren't we moving? Aren't you in a hurry to get up? " Seeing Qingluo not making a move for a long time, Luo Qingqi secretly laughed in his heart, but he still asked her despite already knowing the answer.

"How can it be like this? You're staring at me like that, how can I wear clothes?" Zheng Qingluo's voice was so soft that it was almost hard to hear.

"Why can't I wear it? I'm not an outsider. Am I your husband, or …" "Qingluo wants me to help you dress?" Luo Qingqi leaned his head and laughed.

"What is the prince saying? How can he speak nonsense?" Zheng Qingluo really didn't know how to deal with this.

"You called me by name last night, why did you call me Prince again today? Come, call me by my name."

Since Luo Qingqi came to this place, Zheng Qingluo was even more clueless as to how she should face him. She also didn't know if he really wanted to hear her call his name, or if she just wanted to have fun with her.

"Why, can't you cry out? Didn't you cry well yesterday? Oh, right, there's a program going on ahead. Come here, little one. "

Zheng Qingluo pouted and rolled her eyes at him. She wanted to glare at him yesterday, but gave up just because she thought it would be indecent. Today, she really couldn't hold it in anymore. This person was truly a mischievous person.

"You actually dare to stare at me?" Seventh Prince Luo Qingqi extended a long arm and pulled Zheng Qingluo back into his embrace, "However, your small appearance is still quite cute. Then I won't be angry at you."

Luo Qingqi caressed Zheng Qingluo's little face, then placed a light kiss on her cheek. "Then, can you call me by my name?"

Of course, Luo Qingqi knew that Zheng Qingluo hadn't called him by name because of that kiss last night. She had been touched, but Luo Qingqi couldn't help but want to tease her.

"Your Royal Highness, stop messing around. If you don't stop now, it'll really be too late." This light kiss made Zheng Qingluo's heart even more confused. She didn't know how to calm down.

Especially after seeing the morning light, he could clearly see him kissing her. That kind of palpitation made Zheng Qingluo completely helpless, so she could only quickly crawl out of bed, wanting to jump over Luo Qingqi and get off the bed.

Luo Qingqi could only sigh lightly and pull her back, "Looks like you really want me to help you with your clothes, speak frankly, if you ask me, I will help you."

Only then did Zheng Qingluo see that she was still wearing her undergarment. She was really ashamed and angry, but this time she didn't feel awkward anymore. She hid in the bed and quickly put on her outer garment.

When she turned back again, she discovered that Luo Qingqi was already dressed neatly. Zheng Qingluo was this depressed, to be left with her clothes on, it was truly shameful.

"Why are you still feeling awkward? Get off the bed." Luo Qingqi extended his hand out towards her. She hesitated for a moment, but in the end, she still reached out and grabbed that warm palm.

"Prince, Princess, you're up?" There was a sound from inside the room, and Mo Li quickly whispered, "You're up. You guys wait a moment and come in." Hearing Seventh Prince's reply, Mo Li hurriedly replied, "Yes." He then brought the few of them and waited outside the door.

"What business do you have now, Your Royal Highness? If you don't hurry up, you will really miss the timing." Zheng Qingluo was really anxious, but Luo Qingqi leisurely reached under the pillow and took out a box.

Zheng Qingluo quickly took it and opened the lid. Inside, it was tied up with a red rope, it was made from two people's hair tied together into a concentric knot. Zheng Qingluo carefully looked at it as if she wanted to look at it in her eyes, then closed the lid and held the small box tightly in her palm.

"Prince, is this what you're looking for?" She waved the box in her hand, but didn't intend to hand it over. Luo Qingqi shook his head instead, "It's not this, I'm looking for something else."

He did not want to tease Qingluo anymore, so Luo Qingqi did not call her a master anymore. In fact, this was how he usually talked to others, but when it was time to talk to Qingluo, he did not want to call himself a master.

"I'm looking for this." He put her hand under the pillow and took out a white towel. Zheng Qingluo's face immediately blushed. Although she didn't use it, she did know what it was for.

"Why are you blushing? We've never used it before." Luo Qingqi shook the towel in his hand, causing Zheng Qingluo to pinch him forcefully in embarrassment, "Prince — —"

Because she was shy, Qingluo's voice was full of twists and turns, causing Luo Qingqi's heart to itch, "Sigh, I'll just call you grandpa from now on, I'm willing to listen."

Zheng Qingluo was so angry by him that she couldn't do anything about it anymore. She decided to ignore him and directly went to open the door, but the moment she turned around, she saw Luo Qingqi take a small blade that flashed with silver light and cut it towards his arm.

"Hey, what are you doing?" The blood that came out in the blink of an eye made her eyes hurt. Before she could snatch the blade, Luo Qingqi had already thrown it on the table.

She pressed the white handkerchief against her wound and massaged it. Zheng Qingluo's arm was in pain. "Why are you hurting yourself? If you want to …" Can't you just get some blood and find something else to take care of? "

Luo Qingqi knew what the other thing she was referring to was, "No way, chicken blood, duck blood and such. They will be seen through after a period of time.

Seeing Zheng Qingluo coming towards him, Luo Qingqi was satisfied, maybe the person he was looking forward to was this person beside him.

Although she was delicate and weak, she could still care for him and care for him. That was enough. The rest would be given to her by him, and what he could give her would be his love.

Zheng Qingluo took the white handkerchief and saw the messy blood stains on it. She couldn't bear to look at it anymore, so she quickly folded it and put it into a box on the side of the table.

"You can just dip it in, and rub it with so much force. It hurts." Luo Qingqi mumbled to himself as he buttoned the box. However, the more she mumbled, the happier Luo Qingqi became. He walked behind Qingluo and wanted to hug her.

"Hey, you, this wound isn't covered yet." Pushing Luo Qingqi aside, he wanted to find a clean cloth to help wrap his wounds, but Zheng Qingluo had come here on the first day after all, and was not familiar with everything here.

After circling around twice without being able to find anything suitable, just as he was about to call for Mo Li to come in, Luo Qingqi acted like he was performing a magic trick and held up a cotton towel in front of Zheng Qingluo's eyes.

Qingluo quickly took a cloth and wrapped it around his wound, then helped him put away the sleeve of his undergarment. She looked around and found nothing wrong with it, so she gave up.

"Come in." Hearing Zheng Qingluo's voice, Mo Meng agreed and then pushed open the door to the inner room. She had prepared the water for washing up and the morning meal.

After helping Seventh Prince and Seventh Princess wash their hands and faces, he helped them brush their teeth with green salt, then let Mo Ju attend to them as they went to the side of the table to eat breakfast. After that, he let Mo Liu and Mo Fu take off the dirty water cloth first, while he went to find two people to get ready.

After the two of them finished their meal, they saw that Mo Ju had cleaned their mouths and wiped their hands. The two of them then dressed the prince and the princess in formal wedding attire. Although it was already the second day of marriage, they were going to the palace to show their gratitude, so they still had to dress formally.

Because today, he didn't have a veil over his head, so Luo Qingqi could directly face Qingluo's small, plain face. Watching Qingluo's rosy face which was dyed red by her bright red clothes, Luo Qingqi felt even whiter on her neck.