Flower Qingcheng, a female special agent from Huaguo in the 22nd century, accidentally fell into the sea while on a mission. When she woke up, Flower Qingcheng found that she had transmigrated, and...
"Your Highness, please feel free to use it." Situ Ye said indifferently.
After all, Situ Xuanye was Hua Qingcheng's entire being, and it was just a separate courtyard. If Hua Qingcheng wanted it, all he had to do was say a word, and all his houses, shops, land, savings, etc. would be offered to her with both hands...
"Aye, I thank you on behalf of those children. As for their future living expenses, I will cover them."
It’s not that Hua Qingcheng herself can’t afford to buy a house, but some abducted children have already lived in Situ Ye’s villa in the city. It would save trouble if she could just arrange for these children today to live there.
There was plenty of rice and vegetables in Hua Qingcheng's space, and pheasants and rabbits were running all over the ground. There was no shortage of eggs and meat. To raise these children, she only needed to go back to the space from time to time to plant and harvest. Apart from asking people to buy some clothes and daily necessities for them, she hardly had to spend any money on food.
Of course, Hua Qingcheng didn't raise these children in vain; they would work for her when they grew up. It didn't matter their abilities, but rather that they couldn't be taken for granted. After all, Hua Qingcheng had adopted them as a personal foster child, not as a place to be settled with funds from the imperial court. Those with strong abilities could be assigned to great tasks, while those with lesser talents would always find suitable work.
After instructing Feng Cailan on how to deal with the Taoist priests in Xiangyang Temple and ordering people to send the rescued children to Situ Ye's villa in the city, Hua Qingcheng and her two husbands, Shan Zuo, and Erhu, got on the carriage back to the palace.
However, since Tian Zheyi fell asleep while holding Hongfu, Situ Ye took her into the carriage with him after obtaining Hua Qingcheng's consent.
"Aye, who is this little girl?"
Hua Qingcheng looked at Tian Zheyi who was sleeping in Situ Ye's arms with great confusion.
"Qingcheng, she is Tianzheyi. I don't know why, but I always feel a very close feeling towards her."
Since Tian Zheyi was still young, just a girl of six or seven years old, Situ Ye was not afraid of Hua Qingcheng misunderstanding him and directly expressed his feelings.
"She is indeed a lovable child. Maybe it's just the way it looks on me." Hua Qingcheng glanced at the pretty face of the little girl in Situ Ye's arms without feeling any resentment.
After leaving the northern outskirts of the city, the rumbling carriage continued along the official road. After entering the city, under the illumination of street lamps on both sides, Feng Wu drove the carriage towards the imperial palace.
"Greetings to Her Royal Highness, the Crown Princess, Lord Situ, and Lord Su Mu!"
At the end of midnight, Hua Qingcheng and her group stepped into the East Palace, and the hydrogen and helium who were waiting on the side immediately came forward to greet them.
"Stand up!"
Hua Qingcheng raised her hand to support the two of them. It was quite nice to have someone waiting for you when you came back...
"Your Highness, the Crown Princess has ordered us to prepare midnight snacks, which will be ready for you and the two concubines when you return." Yiqing conveyed Mu Lige's concern to Hua Qingcheng in a perfect way.
"Actually, there was some food left over from dinner, but Zhengjun was worried that it would not taste good if left out for too long, so he ordered people to make new midnight snacks. In the end, Zhengjun gave all the leftover food to Shu Molixiang and the others, so it was not wasted." Erhe also echoed.
"Not only is it a midnight snack, the Princess Zhengjun also specifically instructed us to make sure that the hot water in the bath is always ready, so that no matter when Her Highness the Princess returns, she can take a bath at any time." Yihydron spoke again.
When he first entered the palace, it was unclear who was friend or foe, so Mu Lige used some trickery to send his own people into the Eastern Palace. Although Hua Qingcheng's four maids were selected by her, they were all Mu Lige's people who had been placed in the Eastern Palace, so naturally they had to do their best to make their presence felt for their master.
"Brother Li is really thoughtful..."
Hua Qingcheng's heart softened upon hearing this. When she returned from a busy day outside, the man who loved her deeply always welcomed her with his broad, warm embrace, a nest of rest and a harbor for her to rest when she was tired...
"Yiqing, arrange a room for this child named Tianzheyi to rest. Bring her some food after she wakes up."
"Yes, Your Highness."
Yiqing took the little girl from Situ Ye's arms, and then personally carried her to an empty room to rest.
"Aye, Hua Heshang, Dan Zuo, please accompany me for supper before leaving."
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At three quarters past midnight, after having supper and taking a bath, Hua Qingcheng, wearing a white middle dress and a cloak, went to Lingkun Courtyard next to the Princess's bedroom.
"See you, Majesty..."
"Back off."
As soon as Hua Qingcheng walked into Lingkun Courtyard, the palace maids on duty inside saluted her one after another, but they were all waved away by Hua Qingcheng.
"Your Highness, why are you here so late?" Shu Mo and Li Xiang, who were guarding Mu Lige's bedside, saw Hua Qingcheng coming and hurried forward to pay their respects.
"Thank you two for your hard work. I'm here. Go back to the ear room and rest. I'll call you when I need you." Hua Qingcheng waved at Shu Mo and Li Xiang.
"Yes, Your Highness."
Although Shu Mo and Li Xiang wanted to serve their master loyally, they did not want to disturb the husband and wife. After hearing Hua Qingcheng's instructions, the two of them bowed and left quickly.
"Brother Li, why are you so stupid?"
Mu Lige, dressed in a white midriff-baring robe and with his black hair draped over his shoulders, sat quietly at the head of the bed, the quilt covering his swollen belly. His eyes were tightly closed beneath his heroic brows, his lips slightly pursed beneath his high nose, and he held a book in his hands.
Hua Qingcheng walked to the bedside, first took out the military book in Mu Lige's hand, then raised her hand and gently stroked his face. Then Hua Qingcheng leaned forward and gently kissed Mu Lige's lips.
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