Chapter 590 You don’t like it?

Yun Qingqing finally returned to the palace before dawn.

Seeing that there was still time, she meditated for a stick of incense.

In fact, her cultivation has made a leap recently. Normally, a sleepless night would not have a big impact on her, but learning and applying it immediately, using sophisticated techniques to control ten needles at the same time, the consumption of mental power cannot be underestimated, and it does not take a complicated formation into consideration.

With her method of practice, even if she meditated for only one incense stick of time, it was equivalent to resting for three or four hours. When she opened her eyes again, she felt refreshed.

The sky was already turning pale.

Yun Qingqing got up, packed her clothes, took the sachet she had embroidered overnight and prepared to go out. When she reached the door, she stopped for a moment, remembered something, and went back to sit down at the table.

She tilted her head to look at the sachet in her hand for a moment, then took out a small jade box from the space in the ring.

When the jade box was opened, there were two neatly combed locks of hair inside, but they were tied in an irregular knot in the middle, tangled together. It was exactly like the first time they went to the Seven Stars Palace, when Xiao Changheng got drunk and said "let's be husband and wife" and really tied their hair together.

Yun Qingqing stared at the hair knot in her hand and raised the corner of her lips slightly.

Now thinking back on the past, she realized that she had already developed a crush on him at that time, so she would be inexplicably happy because of his drunken nonsense, and would be irritated by his cold and distant behavior after he sobered up.

She was too slow, and it took her so much time to realize that her state of mind had already changed for him.

She then found a small, exquisite but intact shell that could be opened and closed from the space, and hit it. A ball of spiritual light condensed at the tip of her spirit, leaving a formation inside the shell. Then she carefully placed the knot in it and fastened it.

Finally, she put the shell containing the hair knot into the sachet, then got up and went out.

By this time it was already bright outside, and she met Taoist Feng Yin halfway. His face showed signs of him being in a hurry to get on with his journey.

Yun Qingqing glanced at him calmly:

"Master, you should know that my husband is not a cultivator. You have a high level of cultivation and can go without food, but you can't let him go on a long journey on an empty stomach, right?"

Feng Yin was choked and unable to refute.

But as he followed Yun Qingqing to the main courtyard, he touched his nose and whispered:

"My cultivation is not that high, I still need to eat."

When the two arrived at the main courtyard, Xiao Changheng had not yet left the room, but Yun Qingqing knew from the sound that he had gotten up, so she went forward and knocked on the door.

It was Nan Zheng who opened the door. Seeing that it was his princess waiting at the door, he immediately bowed his head and said:

"The prince is changing his clothes, please wait for a moment, princess."

"You go out first, I'll help him." Yun Qingqing didn't want to wait at this moment, so she walked in directly.

Nan Zheng had long been accustomed to obeying the princess's words and had no intention of stopping her. He retreated in a daze and closed the door, subconsciously responding to Feng Yin's greeting.

Everyone was standing outside the door before he reacted and took a breath.

What the princess meant just now... was that she wanted to help the prince change his clothes?

When Yun Qingqing walked into the inner room, Xiao Changheng was just putting on his outer robe, with his black hair hanging down like a burst of hair, not yet tied up.

He had always had excellent hearing, so he naturally knew that it was Yun Qingqing who came in. He had already made preparations before she stepped into the inner room. There was no change on his face. He reached out to take the belt and glanced at her, his eyes somewhat inquiring:

"Is it urgent?"

Yun Qingqing knew that he was saying that she couldn't even wait for a moment and had to break into his room so early in the morning.

But if you think about it carefully, it is not wrong to say that it is an urgent matter.

She was anxious.

But she didn't intend to say this out loud. She walked forward and took the belt from his hand naturally.

"Let me do it."

Xiao Changheng was stunned for a moment, and didn't react for a moment. Yun Qingqing had already wrapped her arms around his waist, put the belt around his waist, fastened it neatly, and adjusted it a few times.

When Xiao Changheng reacted, he lowered his head and saw a sachet next to the black jade pendant on his waist.

The background was dark blue Liuhua satin, embroidered with extremely delicate patterns. The beautiful landscape set off a bright and lively flower. He could tell at a glance that the flower was exactly the same in style as the small flower on the top of Haoqing.

Xiao Changheng usually lived a life of luxury in terms of food and clothing, and this was the first time he had seen such exquisite embroidery. If the pattern was anything else, he would have thought it was purchased from some famous embroiderer, but seeing the flower made him hesitate.

"...Did you embroider it?" He was silent for three breaths before speaking softly.

"Good eyesight." Yun Qingqing gave him an approving look, then took two steps back, looked at her masterpiece on his waist, and added, "If you don't want to wear it, you don't have to wear it, but you must not lose it, understand?"

"..." Xiao Changheng suppressed the beating of his heart and the urge to ask, and replied softly, "Okay."

Yun Qingqing nodded with satisfaction. Seeing him walk to the left side where the bronze mirror was placed, sit down and pick up the comb, she changed her mind and walked behind him and took the comb from his hand.

"I'll do it."

Xiao Changheng's empty hand stopped in mid-air, and the surprise in his eyes could hardly be suppressed.

"You..." He thought for a moment before speaking, "Do you have anything to do today?"

Yun Qingqing was taking the opportunity to comb his hair, caressing his silky smooth hair with her fingertips. She was not surprised to hear him ask this question, and she did not stop her movements. She just curled her lips slightly and looked at him in the mirror:

"There is always a lot to do. Tying up your husband's hair won't delay anything."

Xiao Changheng was silent for a moment, then he spoke:

"You know that's not what I'm asking."

Yun Qingqing combed the last strand of his hair, suddenly reached out to hold his shoulders, leaned over to his cheek, and looked into the mirror with him. Her tone sounded like a pure question:

"You don't like it?"

Xiao Changheng's pupils trembled slightly.

But before that, he had already lowered his eyes and suppressed the emotions in his eyes. He still didn't understand what she meant, nor did he know how to answer.

Yun Qingqing didn't ask any more questions. She stood up and started to tie his hair. She said carefully:

"Sorry, that's not what I wanted to ask."

After all, his love for her was cut off by her and replaced with willpower. Asking her like this was a bit too blunt, although it was not her intention.

"...What exactly do you want to say?" Xiao Changheng took a deep breath and looked at the mirror again, but this time he could only see her dexterous hands fiddling with his hair.

Yun Qingqing didn't speak for a while.

She did not speak again until she had tied his hair in a crown.

"I asked the question wrong," Yun Qingqing picked up the white jade hairpin she gave him on New Year's Day, gently inserted it into his bun, and said softly, "What I should have asked is...will you hate me for doing this?"

Xiao Changheng's eyebrows knitted together, and the displeasure in his eyes was greater than the confusion:

"Why do you think so?"

Yun Qingqing paused, walked to his side, half-knelt down to his eye level, looked directly into his eyes when he turned his head, and spoke softly:

"Since we have agreed to be husband and wife for life, then, if you don't mind, I will do more things like this in the future, okay?"