Upon hearing this, everyone's expression changed, and they all looked at the Commandant and the Minister of Justice.
Qu Shaoyu nodded.
"In that case, since the gentlemen will not be able to return for the time being, their adjutants will temporarily take over their duties."
Upon hearing this, everyone's expressions were complex and subtle.
After the court session, Qu Shaoyu, sitting in his sedan chair, looked at the road ahead leading back to his palace, his heart filled with conflicting emotions.
She was looking forward to seeing Ning Qing, but the thought of what he had said before she left made her legs go weak.
The journey, which wasn't too long, ended amidst Qu Shaoyu's inner turmoil.
Qu Shaoyu alighted from the sedan chair, suppressing his physical discomfort, and pretended to be fine as he slowly walked into the palace.
When the white figure was no longer in the palace.
A heart that had been hanging in suspense quietly settled down, but at the same time, a sense of loss also rose in my heart.
A surge of resentment welled up inside her: He promised to wait for her to come back! Liar!
Qu Shaoyu waved away his attendants, his small face dark with anger, and threw himself violently onto the bed.
Unexpectedly, the next second, he fell into a warm embrace.
A mocking voice came from beside me.
"Xiaoyu, I didn't expect you to be in such a hurry."
Qu Shaoyu's body stiffened, and he slowly turned his head. When he saw Ning Qing's smiling face...
She suddenly rolled out of Ning Qing's embrace, quickly grabbed the blanket next to her, and wrapped herself up like a pupa.
Ning Qing looked at Qu Shaoyu, who was only peeking out with amusement.
She deliberately leaned close to his ear and made a joke.
"Are you that afraid of me? Hmm..."
Qu Shaoyu blinked, shook his head, and then nodded.
Ning Qing reached out and rubbed his little head.
"What do you mean by both nodding and shaking your head?"
Qu Shaoyu simply looked at Ning Qing with his beautiful eyes, his lips pressed tightly together, and remained silent.
Ning Qing said, "I just went to the small kitchen in the side hall and cooked some porridge. Get up and have some before you go back to sleep."
Upon hearing this, Qu Shaoyu's eyes lit up.
"Brother Qing, did you cook porridge for me yourself?"
Ning Qing nodded and affectionately pinched the tip of his nose.
"Hmm, do you want to eat?"
Qu Shaoyu nodded excitedly.
"think".
Good heavens! A celestial brother like Qing, who seems to live a life untouched by worldly concerns, actually cooks porridge! And for his own sake!
Brother Qing is so handsome, the porridge he makes must be incredibly delicious.
As Qu Shaoyu waited expectantly, Ning Qing brought over a bowl of porridge that she had cooked herself.
He sat down on the edge of the bed, scooped up a spoonful, and brought it to Qu Shaoyu's lips.
"Come on, open your mouth and drink the porridge."
Qu Shaoyu obediently opened his mouth.
When the porridge burst onto his taste buds, Qu Shaoyu's face froze.
The way he secretly observed Ning Qing carried a subtle and strange glint in his eyes.
When I swallowed the first mouthful of porridge, my thought was: the taste of this porridge is very different from what I imagined.
How did Brother Qing manage to make such a strange-tasting porridge with his perfectly flawless hands?
Ning Qing noticed him stealing glances at her and a slight smile appeared on her lips.
"how?".
Qu Shaoyu shook his head repeatedly, "It's nothing."
Ning Qing smiled and spoke softly.
"Then continue drinking porridge."
After saying that, he continued his great work of feeding porridge.
Qu Shaoyu mechanically opened his mouth and then swallowed.
She thought to herself: I must never let Brother Qing cook again.
The saying "A wise man stays away from the kitchen" has some truth to it, and it's especially suitable for Brother Qing.
That small kitchen in the side hall should be demolished as soon as possible.
Seeing that he was not in a good mood, Ning Qing thought it was because he was tired from not sleeping last night.
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