And Nalan Yunzhi, who had pulled himself away from the busy government affairs, had more time to spend with Feng Lingyan...
At the hour of Xu, Nalan Yunzhi returned to the Imperial Palace from the General's Mansion. As soon as she entered the Purple Star Palace, she asked about Hua Qingcheng's situation: "Old Guo, how was the experience of the Crown Princess handling government affairs today?"
Guo Dongbing replied respectfully, "Your Majesty, the Crown Princess visited the Imperial College and the Heavenly Prison this morning and did not return to the palace until noon. In the afternoon, she visited the Meng family boy at Xicuiyuan. In the evening, she went to the Imperial Study to handle government affairs. She even had dinner there."
Nalan Yunzhi waved his hand and said, "Never mind. She knows what's going on and will arrange her time so as not to delay important matters."
At the end of the Xu hour, Hua Qingcheng, after finishing her government affairs, finally walked out of the imperial study, but she did not return to her own bedroom, but went to Xiaoyaoju.
Zuo An, lying on the bed, opened his eyes the moment Hua Qingcheng stepped into the yard. Years of experience as a killer had conditioned Zuo An to be constantly alert and to sleep in his clothes.
After knowing that Hua Qingcheng had arrived, Zuo An got up from the bed.
When Hua Qingcheng arrived at the door of Zuo'an dormitory, she saw the owner of the yard standing in the corridor, seemingly waiting for someone.
Before Hua Qingcheng could speak, Zuo An spoke first: "I wonder what advice Your Highness has for you, the Crown Princess?"
Hua Qingcheng glanced at Zuo An thoughtfully, then said, "I didn't expect that among so many men in my backyard, you're the only one who's the most polite."
After feeling that the other person's aura was similar to her own, Hua Qingcheng pushed open the door and walked in, and then sat directly at the table in the room.
Seeing this, Zuo An had no choice but to follow her to see what this woman was up to. He also wanted to see if she was Hua Qingcheng herself...
Hua Qingcheng poured herself a glass of water, then poured another for the man sitting opposite her, and then said seriously, "Zuo'an, you are now more than four months pregnant. I came here late at night, firstly to see you, and secondly..."
Having said this, Hua Qingcheng paused slightly and looked at Zuo An. "You once taught me how to play the zither. You do have some skills in teaching. Now, I hope... you can teach me Qinggong."
Wuchen's appearance in the afternoon reminded Hua Qingcheng that the people here were so skilled that they could easily climb walls and jump over rooftops, which often made her feel passive. She had to improve her own strength, otherwise, if she had a weakness, she would be suppressed by men, which was absolutely unacceptable...
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