Even the Second Prince showed symptoms of illness, and Emperor Qing's face suddenly turned gloomy. Although the young emperor was angry that the hostage of Li State had offended the prince of Tianqi, he knew that it was not appropriate for Li State and Tianqi to go to war again at the moment.

The anger in Emperor Qing's chest rose and fell, and after a while, he whispered, "Put Princess Li Guohan under surveillance, and don't allow her to leave the palace. If she has to move around, report it to the Queen. If it's reasonable, let her go, otherwise ignore it."

Does this mean that Han Qingyi will be confined to her home? !

Jiang Qingqing looked happy, but soon became worried again.

Han Qingyi was going to be confined, so how could she help her original body to avenge himself? Forgetting that the future was long, she solved the most difficult problem first.

Han Qiyi is just a small figure and is not to be feared. The most troublesome person is Han Qiming, who is secretly guided by Li Guo behind her.

That night, the Imperial Medical Bureau rushed back and forth between Chuxiu Palace and Kunning Palace, one to take care of the eldest prince, and the other to take care of the second prince. The third prince, Jiang Chen, who was the safest, slept soundly in the prince's mansion.

In order to grow taller and stay healthy as soon as possible, Jiang Qingqing strictly requires herself to have a perfect work and rest schedule.

Early the next morning, a palace maid called out softly, like a cat, beside Jiang Qingqing's bed, "Your Highness, Your Highness, wake up."

At first, she didn't hear the sound. Jiang Qingqing turned over comfortably and regained some consciousness. Then she heard words that sounded like a cat's meow.

"Your Highness, it's time to go to class at the Imperial Academy."

"What Imperial College? You civet cat. I haven't gotten enough sleep. Get out of here." Jiang Qingqing pulled the hair at the corner of her mouth and called for people to get out of here in annoyance.

The maid's voice froze, and she looked back anxiously at the shadowy figure with a straight back and slender height standing not far away.

"Your Highness, our prince cannot be awakened. How about we wait until his highness wakes up and pack up before going to the Imperial College..." The maid had just finished her tearful words when she suddenly felt a gust of wind in front of her.

Then, Xiao Linting, who was in front of the screen just now, stepped behind the screen. His sharp eyes glanced at the princess who was sleeping soundly on the bed. He stepped forward and blew the wind with his hands——

The bed was missing its soft quilt, and the little girl felt cold. She opened her eyes half asleep, and saw the young boy with a gloomy face, staring at her silently.

Oh my god! Why is the emperor's uncle here?

"Xin Juan! Xin Juan, I had a nightmare!" Jiang Qingqing subconsciously called out the name of the senior palace maid, and she moved further into the bed in fear.

Xiao Linting narrowed his eyes and watched the little kid moving clumsily. He stretched out his long hand and easily pulled the child out.

"I am following your Majesty's instructions to accompany you to the Imperial Academy. A day's plan begins in the morning. Your Majesty should not sleep in until noon anymore. It is too wasteful."

Xiao Linting put the little girl on the edge of the bed, and saw that she was wearing a snow-white lining. Without even glancing at it, he asked the palace maid to bring the clothes that had been prepared long ago, as if he was going to help the princess put on her clothes himself.

Jiang Qingqing covered her clothes in panic. She was still 25 years old and a well-proportioned adult woman. How could she accept a teenager dressing her? Even if this man was her nominal uncle, she couldn't accept it!

"Your Highness, are you unwilling to get up?"

Xiao Linting was studying the clothes in his hands and didn't even bother to look at Jiang Qingqing.

The latter swallowed his saliva in fear and said tremblingly: "I will get up, I will get up, but the emperor's uncle can't watch me change clothes!"

Xiao Linting's movements of turning over his clothes were a little stiff. His gaze fell on Jiang Qingqing's short limbs and small body again. He narrowed his eyes and seemed to say something, but also seemed to say nothing.

But Jiang Qingqing could clearly see the meaning in the emperor's uncle's eyes.

"I don't even bother to look at your little tablet."

!!!

The more she imagined it, the more ashamed she felt. She almost shouted Xin Juan's name while forcing Xiao Linting to leave.

"Then your highness, please move faster and don't miss the best time to study."

When Xiao Linting's voice fell into Jiang Qingqing's ears, it sounded like a series of life-threatening urges.

Xin Juan hurried into the palace and saw the princess putting on her clothes with tears in her eyes, urging the maids to tie her hair. In less than half an hour, Jiang Qingqing hurried out of the palace, and the maids behind her were still hurriedly tying her hairband.

"Uncle, I'm fine. Let's go!" Jiang Qingqing quickly ran to Xiao Linting, reached out and grabbed his fingers hanging on both sides very naturally, and looked up with a flattering smile.

It’s not that Jiang Qingqing was obedient, but she was really frightened by Xiao Linting’s powerful aura.

Considering that Xiao Linting is a powerful prince, as a little princess, Jiang Qingqing still knows how to deal with the current situation.

The touch that followed from his fingertips made Xiao Linting a little stunned. He seemed to relax for a moment before he took the initiative to hold the softness in his hand.

At first, Xiao Linting was very patient and really walked with Jiang Qingqing on the road, but as they walked a few more steps, the little girl's short legs walked slower and slower. The always resolute Prince Xiao suddenly fell into deep thought.

Why did he insist on holding her hand? Wouldn't it be faster to just hold her and walk?

Xiao Linting, who was in self-doubt, bent down, held the little breast in his arms, and began to walk towards the Imperial College with big strides.

Jiang Qingqing nestled contentedly in the emperor's uncle's arms, enjoying the pleasure of this means of transportation, and couldn't help but start chattering.

"My eldest brother and second brother are both sick. Will they come to class today?" she asked in a soft voice.

Xiao Linting replied calmly in a low voice, "Although your Highnesses do not go to the Imperial Academy for classes, there are always civil servants who teach in person."

[Does this mean that even when you are sick, you should read by your ear? Will it work? What is the difference between this and chanting sutras? ]

Xiao Linting: ...

Jiang Qingqing looked calm and asked in a soft voice, "Are we the only ones coming to the Imperial College today?"

"The hostage from Li State should be there as well." Xiao Linting thought for a moment and added.

[His sister is under house arrest for poisoning, and he is still fooling around in the Imperial College as a brother? This is too much. He has to think of a way to put Han Qiming under house arrest as well? ]

"Your Highness." Xiao Linting frowned silently and called out subconsciously.

The baby in his arms raised his head and blinked his big watery eyes again and again, "What's wrong with the emperor's uncle?"

Looking down at the innocent-looking little baby in his arms, Xiao Linting heard the baby's voice again in his mind.

[I don't understand why the Li Kingdom had to send two hostages when it surrendered. Are they valuable? It would be better to cede cities and land, which is better than sending hostages. What kind of hostage culture is still popular? ]

Xiao Linting: I suddenly have a headache.