Feng Yi returned to her room, feeling empty inside.
He tossed and turned like this, and finally fell asleep when the sky in the east was about to turn light.
When he woke up, there was a dark circle under his eyes and an oppressive atmosphere surrounded him.
Everyone around couldn't help but hold their breath, fearing that they would become a punching bag.
There were footsteps heard, but it wasn't Qu Li.
Feng Yi frowned and looked at Tian Qing who was slowly walking in with a fierce look.
Meeting his sharp gaze, Tian Qing was frightened and almost forgot to breathe.
Erhuo had been getting along very well with Tianqing recently. He couldn't bear to see Tianqing's face turn pale with fear, so he immediately said, "Master, it must be Miss Qu who asked Miss Tianqing to bring you some food."
Feng Yi looked at Tian Qing inquiringly.
Tian Qing pursed her lips and said in a muffled voice, "It was Miss Qu who asked me to come here."
Feng Yi's expression brightened slightly. "Why doesn't she come over herself?"
"Miss Qu is taking the pulse of Prime Minister Changsun." Tianqing gritted his teeth, put down the food, and left as if to save his life.
He glanced at the food on the table.
They were all his favorite foods, and the corners of his lips slightly raised.
Forget it. Considering that Qu Li asked Tianqing to deliver food and had not really forgotten him, and she was supposed to leave here tomorrow, he didn't say anything.
As I was eating gracefully, I heard familiar footsteps.
He clenched his chopsticks tightly, trying not to look up.
Qu Li took in all his subtle expressions and couldn't help but want to laugh at his little tricks and awkwardness.
"Put your hand out." Qu Li sat down opposite him, his expression as calm as usual.
Feng Yi pretended not to hear and continued eating calmly.
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