Chapter 590 You don’t like it?
Yun Qingqing finally returned to the palace before dawn.
Seeing that there was still time, she meditated for a stick of incense.
In fact, her cultivation has made a leap recently. Normally, a sleepless night would not have a big impact on her, but learning and applying it immediately, using sophisticated techniques to control ten needles at the same time, the consumption of mental power cannot be underestimated, and it does not take away from a complicated formation.
With her method of practice, even if she meditated for only one incense stick, it was equivalent to resting for three or four hours. When she opened her eyes again, she felt refreshed.
The sky was already turning pale.
Yun Qingqing got up, packed her clothes, and took the sachet she had embroidered overnight, ready to go out. When she reached the door, she stopped for a moment, remembered something, and went back to sit down at the table.
She tilted her head to look at the sachet in her hand for a moment, then took out a small jade box from the space in her ring.
When the jade box was opened, two neatly combed locks of hair were found inside, but they were tied in an irregular knot in the middle, tangling together. It was just like when they first went to the Seven Stars Palace, Xiao Changheng, after getting drunk, said "let's be husband and wife" and really tied their hair together.
Yun Qingqing stared at the hair knot in her hand and raised the corner of her lips slightly.
Now thinking back on the past, she understood that she had already developed a crush on him at that time, so she would be inexplicably happy because of his nonsense when drunk, and would be irritated by his cold and distant behavior after he sobered up.
It was because she was too slow that it took her so long to realize that her state of mind had already changed for him.
She found a small, exquisite but intact shell that could be opened and closed from the space, and hit it. A ball of spiritual light condensed at the tip of her spirit, leaving a formation inside the shell. Then she carefully placed the hair knot inside and fastened it.
Finally, she put the shell containing the hair knot into the sachet, then got up and went out.
By this time it was already bright outside, and she met Taoist Feng Yin halfway. The man's eagerness to get on with his journey was clearly written on his face.
Yun Qingqing glanced at him calmly:
"Master, you should know that my husband is not a cultivator. You have a high level of cultivation and can go without food, but you can't let him go on a long journey on an empty stomach, right?"
Feng Yin was choked and unable to refute.
But as he followed Yun Qingqing to the main courtyard, he touched his nose and whispered:
"My cultivation level isn't that high, I still need to eat."
When the two arrived at the main courtyard, Xiao Changheng had not yet left the room, but Yun Qingqing knew from the sound that he had gotten up, so she went forward and knocked on the door.
It was Nan Zheng who opened the door. Seeing that it was his princess waiting at the door, he immediately bowed his head and said:
"The prince is changing his clothes, please wait a moment, princess."
"You go out first, I'll help him." Yun Qingqing didn't want to wait at this moment, so she walked in directly.
Nan Zheng was already used to obeying the princess's words, and had no intention of stopping her. He retreated in a daze and closed the door, subconsciously responding to Feng Yin's greeting.
It was only when everyone was standing outside the door that he reacted and took a breath.
What the princess meant just now... was that she wanted to help the prince change his clothes?
When Yun Qingqing walked into the inner room, Xiao Changheng was putting on his outer robe, with his black hair hanging down like a burst of hair, not yet tied up.
He had always had excellent hearing, so he naturally knew that it was Yun Qingqing who came in. He had already made preparations before she stepped into the inner room. His face did not fluctuate. While reaching for the belt, he glanced at her, his eyes somewhat inquiring.
"Is it urgent?"
Yun Qingqing knew that he was saying that she couldn't even wait for a moment and had to break into his room so early in the morning.
But if you think about it, it's not wrong to say it's an urgent matter.
She was anxious.
But she didn't intend to say this out loud. She walked forward and took the sash from his hand naturally.
"Let me do it."
Xiao Changheng was stunned for a moment and didn't react. Yun Qingqing had already put her arms around his waist, put the belt around his waist, fastened it neatly, and adjusted it a few times.
When Xiao Changheng reacted, he looked down and saw a sachet next to the black jade pendant on his waist.
The base was made of dark-colored Liuhua satin, embroidered with extremely exquisite patterns. The beautiful landscape set off a bright and lively flower. He could tell at a glance that the flower was exactly the same in style as the small flower on the top of Haoqing.
Xiao Changheng usually lived a life of luxury in terms of food and clothing, and this was the first time he had seen such exquisite embroidery. If the pattern was anything else, he would have thought it was purchased from a well-known embroiderer, but seeing the flower made him hesitate.
"...You embroidered it?" He was silent for three breaths before speaking softly.
"Good eyesight." Yun Qingqing gave him an approving look, then took two steps back, looked at her masterpiece on his waist, and added, "You don't have to wear it if you don't want to, but you must not lose it, understand?"
"..." Xiao Changheng suppressed the beating of his heart and the urge to ask, and replied softly, "Okay."
Yun Qingqing nodded with satisfaction. Seeing him walk to the left where the bronze mirror was placed, sit down and pick up the comb, she changed her mind and walked behind him to take the comb from his hand.
"I'll do it."
Xiao Changheng's empty hand stopped in mid-air, and the surprise in his eyes was almost unsuppressible.
"You..." He thought for a moment before speaking, "Do you have anything to do today?"
Yun Qingqing was taking the opportunity to comb his hair, her fingertips gently stroking the silky smooth hair. She was not surprised to hear him ask this question. She did not stop her movements, but just curled her lips slightly and looked at him in the mirror:
"There's always work to do. Tying up my husband's hair won't delay anything."
Xiao Changheng was silent for a moment, then he spoke:
"You know that's not what I'm asking."
Yun Qingqing smoothed the last strand of his hair, then suddenly reached out to hold his shoulder, leaned over to his cheek, and looked into the mirror with him. Her tone sounded like a pure question:
"You don't like it?"
Xiao Changheng's pupils trembled slightly.
But before that, he had already lowered his eyes and suppressed the emotions in them. He still didn't understand what she meant, nor did he know how to answer.
Yun Qingqing didn't ask any more questions. She stood up and began to tie his hair. She said carefully:
"Sorry, that's not what I wanted to ask."
After all, she had cut off his love for her and replaced it with her willpower. Asking her like this was a bit too blunt, although it was not her intention.
"...What exactly do you want to say?" Xiao Changheng took a deep breath and looked at the mirror again, but this time he could only see her dexterous hands fiddling with his hair.
Yun Qingqing didn't speak for a while.
She did not speak again until she had tied his hair in a crown.
"I asked it the wrong way," Yun Qingqing picked up the white jade hairpin she had given him on New Year's Day, gently inserted it into his bun, and said softly, "What I should have asked was... would you hate me for doing this?"
Xiao Changheng's brows knitted together, and the unhappiness in his eyes was greater than the confusion:
"Why do you think so?"
Yun Qingqing paused, walked to his side, half-knelt down to his eye level, looked directly into his eyes when he turned his head, and spoke softly:
"Since we've agreed to be husband and wife for life, then, if you don't mind, I'll do more things like this in the future, okay?"
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