By the time the carriage returned to the Prince's mansion, it was already dark.
Lian'er and Li Dou prepared a very sumptuous meal.
Jiang Qingwan pulled Qinghui down to sit with her.
Looking at the beautiful courtyard and smelling the fragrance of hundreds of flowers, my tense nerves finally relaxed.
She asked Li Dou to open two jars of fine wine.
Several people drank from their glasses.
Lian'er hugged one of her arms, crying and laughing at the same time.
"Miss, you don't know how happy I was when I heard the imperial decree for the marriage. I was thinking of making those ungrateful people in the Qin family furious, so that they would look down on you, bully you, and have to kneel down and bow to you in the future."
"But then something happened. They sealed off the government office and arrested people without warning. Li Dou and I were completely helpless. I was terrified. I thought that if Miss could come back safely, we would escape and get as far away from the capital as possible. It was too frightening."
Although Li Dou was clumsy, he still knew to pat her back to help her catch her breath.
Qinghui calmly drank her wine.
This kind of thing is nothing new.
The imperial city is the center of power; you have the chance to rise to the top in one step, but you are also always in danger of utter ruin.
Human life is the least valuable thing here.
Lian'er had drunk quite a bit and was too emotionally agitated, so she soon slid under the table.
Jiang Qingwan asked Li Dou to carry her back to her room to rest.
The cool moonlight shone on the stone pavilion.
Qinghui asked, "You don't seem afraid at all."
Jiang Qingwan retorted, "What are you afraid of? Are you afraid of dying? Of course I'm afraid, but I'm good at pretending, so you can't tell."
Qing Sui choked.
Jiang Qingwan looked at the sky again.
It seems to be waiting for something.
The red fox elegantly finished a roasted chicken and drank half a jar of wine. On the soft couch where Jiang Qingwan often rested, it slept on its back, oblivious to the world around it.
One hoof twitches occasionally, extremely leisurely.
At this moment, Li Dou returned.
He picked up the wine bowl on the table and knelt down in front of Qinghui with a thud.
Even Qing Sui, who was usually calm, was startled by his sudden kneeling.
He spat out the mouthful of wine in his mouth and quickly stood up, standing behind Jiang Qingwan.
What are you going to do?
Li Dou turned around straightforwardly, facing Jiang Qingwan, but his words were directed at Qing Sui.
"I want to become your disciple and ask you to teach me martial arts. I also want to be able to leap across rooftops and walls like you, to protect Miss and Lian'er."
This unexpected turn of events filled him with immense frustration at his own incompetence.
A strong determination to become stronger arises.
Qing Sui was speechless for a moment.
You can't learn my skills.
"Why? I can endure hardship, and I have plenty of strength."
Lee Doo-ho made an urgent statement.
Qing Sui pointed at him from head to toe.
"How did you learn my kung fu style?"
Li Dou looked at himself, then at Qing Sui, slumped his shoulders in dejection, and knelt on the ground.
"What should I do? I don't want to be this useless."
During their time together, Qinghui also realized that Li Douzhu was stubborn and that once he got stuck on something, it would be very difficult for him to get out of it.
"Here's what we'll do: I'll find you some hard qigong manuals that suit you. Even if you can't fly over rooftops and walk on walls with your strength, you'll still be very powerful."
Li Dou looked up in surprise.
"real?"
"real!"
Qinghui's affirmative answer made Li Dou so happy that he put down his wine bowl and kowtowed several times.
Jiang Qingwan actually remembered some of her third senior brother's martial arts techniques.
However, the third senior brother's figure was ethereal, and the techniques he had learned were completely unsuitable for Li Dou.
She never took it seriously.
Looking at Li Dou's swollen and red forehead now, I am also somewhat moved.
"If Qing Sui gives you a cultivation technique, then I'll give you a weapon. I'll go find Luo Jiu to forge one for you."
Qinghui's expression suddenly froze.
The prince actually told the princess about Luo Jiu's identity?
It seems they truly trust each other to the extreme.
Li Dou was as happy as a child. To show his sincerity, he drank himself into a stupor while holding a wine jar, and then fell into a deep sleep against a pillar in the stone pavilion.
Qing Sui then patted her chest.
"This is the first time in my life that someone has knelt before me like this."
Jiang Qingwan rarely saw her with this expression, and couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Qingsui was embarrassed and refused to drink any more wine.
"I'll go to the rooftop, you can drink slowly."
He was about to leave when he said that.
Jiang Qingwan called out to her.
"Wait a little longer."
"Wait? Wait for what?"
Jiang Qingwan pointed to the bright moonlight.
"Wait until curfew."
Qing Sui didn't understand, but didn't ask any further questions and sat back down.
She could tell that Jiang Qingwan seemed to have something to do, so she stopped drinking.
A while later.
The sound of the night watchman's clapper echoed through the street.
Jiang Qingwan looked at Qinghui.
"Extend both hands."
Qingsui did as instructed.
Jiang Qingwan looked at the still unhealed wound on her finger from the imperial tomb and sighed deeply.
I must find a way to recover some spiritual power as soon as possible; it's really in a lot of pain.
A drop of blood landed on Qing Sui's palm, and each of her hands drew a swastika.
"Go to Fengya Pavilion and take the gold bracelet off Yun Xiaoran's hand and give it to me. Don't let anyone see it."
Qing Sui was completely confused.
"It's just stealing a bracelet. There's no need to wait until curfew. I can get it without anyone noticing, even during the day."
Yun Xiaoran was wiping her wound with a handkerchief.
He didn't even look up when he heard that.
"There's something wrong with that bracelet. It's not something you can easily remove. Be careful, because you'll have to return it later."
Although Qing Sui didn't understand, she habitually obeyed and did as she was told, and her figure quickly disappeared behind the roof ridge.
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