Qingyin saw through it but didn't say anything. She took out another book from the drawer at random and said, "There are many more. Take them after you finish reading them."
Qingshuang shook her head, then nodded, "I'm just killing time. You know, I hate reading and writing the most."
The more absolute you are now, the faster you will be slapped in the face later.
During the one-hour carriage ride, Qingshuang read five books in one breath.
Now she was eagerly waiting for Qingyin to find a new book for her.
"Little sister, where did you get these books from?"
Qingyin casually pulled out another one, "Secret."
Qingshuang pursed her lips and said, "Stingy." Then she happily rolled to the side with the book in her arms.
"Little sister, do you think this woman is mentally ill? Anyone with a discerning eye can see that man is taking advantage of her."
Qingshuang watched and complained.
Qingyin said lazily: "You said that she is a discerning person. It is normal for her to not see clearly since she is in that vortex."
Qingshuang nodded to herself.
But the more I watched, the angrier I got.
Qingyin yawned slightly, put the book aside, and fell asleep quickly.
Qingshuang just saw the ending and wanted to complain about it, but she found that Qingyin had fallen asleep at some point.
She shook her head slightly, then took the blanket next to her and gently covered Qingyin with it.
The Yonghe Palace was neither far nor near from the capital, and the carriage took nearly three hours to arrive.
After Qingshuang jumped off the carriage, she couldn't help but stretch, but she froze halfway through.
She mechanically turned her head to look at Qingyin, "Little sister, is this the Lama Temple?"
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