The next day when Qing woke up, it was already bright.
It's late autumn, and the house is hot with earthworms.
Qingqing opens her eyes hazily, and her face is flushed when she first wakes up. Looking at her side, I suddenly thought that she didn't sleep alone last night, but she occupied the whole bed.
Was it all a dream last night?
Mammy Zheng and Yuyan come in with their maidservant to wait on them.
Mother Zheng got up and said, "the princess is up."
Qingqing asked, "is the emperor's son-in-law going to court?" She was sleeping in the side last night. She didn't know when Feng Yu got up.
Mammy Zheng laughed and lifted Qingqing up from the bed: "when the emperor's son-in-law Mao got up, this meeting should still be discussing with the emperor."
Knowing where Feng Yu is going, Qingqing doesn't say anything any more. She holds her hands and looks at the bronze mirror in front of her. Her thoughts are empty.
Seeing that Qingqing's eyes were a little dazed, Mammy Zheng thought about it and comforted her: "the princess doesn't have to worry. Her husband-in-law has been running all night. I think she's tired." There was no movement in the bedroom last night, and mother Zheng knew that they were not in the same room.
But Qingqing didn't worry, and even wanted to be like this all the time. She said to mammy Zheng with a smile, "this palace is very good."
Seeing the master's broad-minded mind, mother Zheng put her heart down and turned around to look for the Ru skirt Qingqing was going to wear today.
When Feng Yu came back, Qingqing was eating sweet scented osmanthus cake. Seeing that he came back, he put the sweet scented osmanthus cake on the table, took out his handkerchief, wiped his hands and said with a smile, "I thought my husband would come back later."
Feng Yu walked slowly in the past: "father and Emperor sympathize, I came back early."
Today Feng Yu is wearing a thin moon white silver dark pattern tuanhua robe. In today's weather, Qingguang feels cold when he looks at it, because he doesn't know what to do, and he can see slight sweat on his forehead.
"What's your father's plan?" In fact, Feng Yu did not have a clear official position. He went to Jiangnan as an imperial envoy. He did not know what position the Emperor gave him.
Feng Yu nodded: "my father arranged me to be the Minister of the Ministry of officials."
At the beginning, he thought that the emperor would not give him any official posts as before. He had enough psychological preparation, but he did not expect that the emperor would arrange him in the Ministry of officials or the minister.
He took a look at Qingqing, and suddenly understood why the emperor did this, for fear that it was to stop those who thought the princess was out of favor.
Qingqing is also surprised. She knows something from Xiaoqi and thinks that the emperor will not reuse Feng Yu.
"My father is generous." Qingqing doesn't know whether it's satire or emotion.
"Bath?" Qingqing looked at the sweat between Feng Yu's forehead and the tip of his nose and asked virtuously.
Feng Yu nodded. He just came back in a hurry. He was sweating all over again. There was a faint smell of sweat on his clothes. He really wanted to wash well.
"Thank you, princess." Feng Yu was embarrassed when she bowed her head to smell it.
"Ding, the target's liking degree is + 5, and the current liking degree is 35."
Qingqing just turned his head and asked Yuyan to say a few words. When he heard the hint sound of liking degree, he was puzzled. The liking degree was obviously wrong.
Feng Yu went into the clean room to take a bath, stayed in the bedroom, looked around, caught Xiao Qi under the table, and immediately asked, "come on, what's the matter with this favor? What happened when I fell asleep yesterday? "