Chapter 180 Some things cannot be controlled just by wanting to control them

It seemed quite early, the sky was just getting light.

He also told Zhao Mingde that he would not feed Bai Ze today because he needed help from others to feed him, so there was no need to worry about the animals going hungry.

Thinking of this, Yun Qingshi entered the inner room and casually hung his outer robe on the clothes rack. He then slowly moved to the side of the couch and fell directly onto the comfortable big bed.

Phew~Comfortable~

It turns out that lying down is the most comfortable.

Especially Xiao Jiwu's bed is the most comfortable...

After he escapes death and is settled, we will have to find a skilled craftsman to make a bed like this.

Yun Qingshi thought so, yawned, kicked off his shoes casually, and rolled back into the warm bed. Not long after, he fell into a deep sleep again...

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When Xiao Jiwu came back, Yun Qingshi still hadn't woken up.

He wrapped himself in the quilt to block out the sound and slept soundly.

However, Prince Xiao was very worried when he saw this. He immediately went to sit beside the couch and pulled Yun Qingshi out of the quilt. He then touched the boy's forehead to test his temperature out of concern.

He felt relieved when he found that the boy's face was just red from sleeping and his body temperature was not high.

Yun Qingshi was forced to leave the warm bed and slowly woke up.

When he opened his eyes, he was met with the handsome face of Prince Xiao. He was stunned for a moment before slowly coming back to his senses. He then raised his hand and touched Xiao Jiwu's face and asked, "Are you back?"

After hearing this, Xiao Jiwu responded in a gentle voice: "Yes, I came back after the court session."

Although he was sure the boy didn't have a fever, Xiao Jiwu still didn't relax completely. He quickly asked with concern, "Why did you wake up so late? Are you feeling unwell? Are you dizzy? Do you want a senior brother to come over and take a look?"

Upon hearing this, Yun Qingshi propped himself up and sat up, shaking his head and answering, "I'm just too lazy to get up, I'm not feeling uncomfortable."

He then yawned and said, "Also, stop calling Dr. Ye all the time. I think he's getting fed up with us."

Prince Xiao pinched the boy's cheek and replied, "I'm glad you're okay."

Yun Qingshi nodded again in response to Xiao Jiwu, then moved to the bedside to put on his shoes.

But just as he picked up the shoes and before he could put them on his feet, Xiao Jiwu took the boots from his hands and then skillfully took over his actions.

Seeing this, Yun Qingshi gave up and obediently raised his feet to let Xiao Jiwu help him put them on.

However, he always felt that... ever since Xiao Jiwu misunderstood that his heart blood had been taken the day before yesterday, he had been always worried about him in this and that way.

Don't leave a psychological shadow on the child...

His thoughts drifted to this point, and looking at Xiao Jiwu who hadn't even had time to change out of his court robes, Yun Qingshi couldn't help but speak.

He said, "Xiao Jiwu, I'm really not that fragile. Please don't worry about me all the time, okay?"

And it has been like this all the time, which makes him feel weird. Let's stop it...

Upon hearing this, Prince Xiao quickly nodded in agreement: "Okay."

But, some things cannot be controlled just because you want to, Xiao Jiwu thought.

When Yun Qingshi was dressed neatly, Xiao Jiwu also changed into casual clothes. After washing their hands, the two of them went to have breakfast together.

After breakfast, the two of them didn't go anywhere, but just sat quietly together behind the desk reading.

Thus passed a peaceful day.

It was not until the evening that the weather suddenly turned cold, and a few snowflakes fell.

Yun Qingshi heard the chatter of several maids in the yard and curiously went out of the bedroom to see.

After realizing that it was actually snowing, he couldn't help but reach out to catch it.

But the snow was not heavy, and he stretched out his hand for a while before he could catch a piece of snow.

After receiving the snow, he quietly watched the small snowflake melt quickly in his palm...

Prince Xiao also followed him out of the bedroom, but his attention was not on the snow at all. His eyes were always following the young man.

After noticing Yun Qingshi's thin clothing, he immediately ordered Zhao Mingde, "Go get Eleven's cloak."

Upon hearing the voice, Zhao Mingde quickly took out the cloak and respectfully presented it to Xiao Jiwu: "Your Highness."

After His Royal Highness Prince Yi took the cloak, he carefully draped it over Yun Qingshi's shoulders and quietly rubbed the boy's head.

Noticing Xiao Jiwu's movements, Yun Qingshi couldn't help but turn around to look at the man, then quickly avoided his sight with some embarrassment...

Zhao Mingde also followed the two of them to watch the snow, and sighed softly: "The snow fell early this year, but it doesn't look like it will last long. It will probably stop soon..."

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Zhao Mingde was right. The snow only fell for a short while and stopped before it even had time to accumulate on the ground.

Yun Qingshi's wish to build a snowman was dashed, and after the snow stopped, he returned to his bedroom.

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The next day, Yun Qingshi did not get up early because the gifts had been prepared the day before, so there was nothing to rush about today.

After getting up, he washed up as usual, and while Xiao Jiwu was away, he used a ribbon to tie an exquisite bow on the wooden box containing the painting.

After carefully checking that there was nothing wrong, he hid the box behind a vase.

This way, he could take it out in time when Xiao Jiwu closed his eyes and made a wish.

Just as he had hidden the painting, there was a knock on the palace door.

When Yun Qingshi heard the knock on the door, he didn't think much about it. He went straight over and opened the door. Then he found that the person knocking on the door was a white-bearded old man whom he didn't know at all.

Yun Qingshi was immediately puzzled: "Who are you?"

The old man with white beard stroked his beard and asked instead of answering, "Are you the little secret guard?"

Yun Qingshi: ...

Yun Qingshi hesitated and said, "Maybe... yes?"

He was a secret guard, but he wasn't sure if he was the secret guard the other party was talking about...

At this moment, Zhao Mingde came into the yard panting, and walked quickly towards the two of them anxiously.

Before the person got close, he spoke hurriedly: "Senior Sang, please walk slower, I can't catch up with you..."

Senior Sang? Who? How come he didn't know about this person?

Yun Qingshi became more and more confused as he listened.

Zhao Mingde finally reached the entrance of Yi'an Hall and hurriedly introduced Yun Qingshi, "Master Eleven, this is our prince's master, Senior Sang."

Yun Qingshi:!

Master? Xiao Jiwu, the legendary master?

After figuring out everything, Yun Qingshi immediately greeted the other party politely: "Hello, Senior Sang."

Sang Chengjing was immediately displeased when he heard Yun Qingshi's address. He immediately waved his hand to correct him: "Why call me senior? You should follow Ji Wu and call me Master."