Other men could go along, but his man had official business to attend to and couldn't leave. General Huo lay on Chunying's lap, unable to look away from her feigned sleep.
"Tired? Now's a good time to take a nap."
The courtesan was also quite tired after several days of travel; her dark circles were clearly visible. She began to speak.
"No, I can't sleep at night now. Go check on Erhei's cooking. We'll eat, wash up, and go to sleep."
"good."
Watching Huo Xiaocheng's departing figure, Chunying laughed out loud. She felt like she had married a puppy. He would usually whine and act cute, but when you were tired, he would try to cheer you up. You didn't need to say much; all you had to do was lean on him.
She was thinking about him too, and missed him very much.
Huo Xiaolong is definitely staying at Fengyue Tower today. He should be sleeping on the large communal bed with the maids. Er Ya won first place, shouldn't we give her the prize?
Besides, these girls haven't seen Huo Xiaolong in a long time, so they must miss him very much.
The little dumpling lay among a group of older girls, chattering away about the martial arts tournament. Er Ya had already drifted off to sleep under the moonlight, her soft snores still audible.
Huo Xiaolong lowered his voice, took out a sketchbook from his pocket, and let everyone take turns looking at it.
She said
"The photos of the sisters on stage are all here, including Zhihua's. They were drawn by Ning'an, and Zhihua added a few touches herself after coming down from the stage."
"Once I find someone to engrave these paintings into prints, I want to print them into a book so that everyone in Dayan can see what my sisters look like."
Ping'er pouted, looking like she needed Huo Xiaolong to coax her, and said...
"Are there only girls, and no older sisters?"
"have!"
Huo Xiaolong quickly said.
"Once Sister Zhihua finishes painting your pictures on the city wall, we'll print them together!"
The sounds in the room gradually quieted down. The little dumpling was not asleep. Looking at the moonlight, which was like the grassland, she carefully looked at the heroic figures of each of her older sisters by the moonlight.
He then placed the sketchbook against his chest and silently recited it to himself.
Definitely. She will make sure these older sisters live radiant lives.
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