Stab it to pieces.

Love is such a terrifying double-edged sword. Even if Li Kong curses and curses himself with the most vicious words in his heart, he is still afraid that Meng Keshu's light eyes and words will make all his exercises come to nothing.

The more you care about people, the easier it is to hurt them.

Don't think about it anymore, Li Kong. We're home.

The servant guarding the door saw him and hurriedly ran to greet him.

Li Kong's confusion and self-abasement, which would only be revealed when no one was around, were covered by ice and snow again, because he knew that only a cold face could prevent anyone from offending him.

Suddenly, a call came from behind: "Lord Si Jun, stay!"

Li Kong looked back and recognized the Duanwang guard clothes on the person who came.

"What's the matter?"

"My Highness, please come to my house tonight to have a chat."

"knew."

Li Kong gently pinched the horse's belly, planning to go back home and change into regular clothes before going out.

"grown ups!"

The man stretched out his arms to stop him.

"Your Highness, please come over immediately. There is no need to change your clothes."

Li Kong's fingers that grabbed the horse's rein circled around a few times and then let go. He glanced at the dark sky, turned his head and gave instructions to his servant:

"Tell the little lady you don't have to wait for me tonight."

Then he ignored the palace guards and rode his horse in the direction of Prince Duan's palace.

On the way to Beijing.

The carriage back to Beijing was inevitably bumpy, but it did not make Wei Huai'en feel any discomfort at all.

Xiao Qi paid attention to every aspect of her use. The carriage was covered with thick leather and had soft cushions underneath. Even if she wanted to sleep, she would not be disturbed by the advancing carriage.

She did fall asleep.

But she hugged the pillow, turned over in her sleep, and rested her pillow on Xiao Qi's lap.

Xiao Qi, who was sitting on her knees, just wanted to lean against the carriage wall to loosen her legs, but was forced to maintain her posture for fear of disturbing her clear dream.

He knew that she would not sleep so soundly at this time. Thinking about it, she had not had much rest in the past few days when she was preparing to leave Huang'en Temple.

Xiao Qi thinks that she knows a lot about Wei Huai'en. Wei Huai'en will definitely plan everything before he acts. Even if it is an absolutely impossible thing, she will spend all her efforts to prepare for it.

Then when everything goes according to her plan, she will completely relax, letting the enemy see that she is relaxed and helpless.

Thinking of this, Xiao Qi showed a helpless and doting smile, reached out and pulled out the hairpin on her head, letting her black hair fall all over her knees.

Wei Huai'en once said that she liked the little civet cat in the late queen's palace, but unfortunately it disappeared after the late queen passed away.

But Xiao Qi felt that Wei Huai'en, who was curled up in a ball and sleeping in the dark, was a cat that became a spirit. He was alert and alert outside, making decisions before moving, but when he arrived at a familiar place, he lazily turned his belly out towards him.

He wanted to touch her face, so he stretched his hand to the side of her face a little, then stopped.

He felt that he shouldn't touch her while she was sleeping, but the carriage turned a corner and Wei Huai'en couldn't help but roll under his knees. Now Xiao Qi bent down and scooped her into his arms to protect her.

Don't be shaken awake.

"well."

Xiao Qi sighed in his heart and relaxed his body so that she could lie down more comfortably. He knew that Wei Huaien would not be uncomfortable even if he lay on the thick leather, but he still subconsciously didn't want her to leave his side.

He soon found out for himself the reason for his transgression: His Highness came over first.

This is it, the most loyal servant should not refuse any request of his master, even in a dream.

He even followed this idea and continued to have delusional thoughts: Was the master instinctively looking for him in his sleep?

What should I do? He doesn’t want to go back to Xuanyu Division.

Wei Huai'en slept on his waist and abdomen. He was half lying down, flexing and stretching his long legs, trying his best to resist the shaking of the carriage, so that she could sleep soundly.

This road always ends. When they arrived at the palace gate, Shui Jing knocked on the car door:

"Your Highness, it's time to get out of the car."

The car door opened, but it was Xiao Qi who stuck his head out first:

"Shh."

Shui Jing cast a questioning look, only to see Xiao Qi carefully holding the sleeping Wei Huaien out of the carriage.

It was getting late, and the group of people walked slowly towards Qingluan Palace with lanterns.

Wei Huai'en woke up midway, but he still held Xiao Qi's neck tightly and buried his head in his chest, refusing to come down. Xiao Qi's steady steps paused, then he quietly curled his lips and continued to move forward.

Shui Jing witnessed the lawsuit and quietly stretched the lantern forward, just enough to illuminate Xiao Qi's path without being seen by His Highness.

Good or bad, Shui Jing felt that she was not qualified to make irresponsible remarks about her master's affairs, but as long as her master was happy, everything would be fine for her.

Tonight is destined to be an uneasy night.

The prince's party quietly passed on the news, some were loyal and willing to support Princess Jiarou in safeguarding the prince's status, or some were moved and set their sights on Prince Duan, who was obviously healthier and already married.

Even Emperor Yonghe himself lay down in his clothes and stood in the quiet night for a long time, thinking about something.

Eunuch Le got the news that King Duan had met with officials at night just after the ban was lifted in the afternoon, and he cautiously reported it. Emperor Yonghe nodded:

"Let it go."

This year is the 20th year of Yonghe. The emperor in his prime seems to have suddenly given up his desire for power, or has truly understood the true meaning of power. He no longer has the energy to attend court meetings to meet his ministers, and only has a few important ministers.

Only then can he be ordered to enter the palace and report the affairs of the court.

This was also the year when His Highness Jiarou finally appeared in the history books of later generations.

The emperor's eyes and ears were served by Xuan Yusi. After purging several officials who had gone too far, everyone in the civil and military dynasties was in danger. They were even more diligent than the years when Emperor Yonghe worked conscientiously as a director of the dynasty.

The reports about impeaching Xuan Yusi flew into the palace like snowflakes, but they just fell into the sea without any reply.

Therefore, no one dared to point fingers at Wei Huaien's interference in government affairs, because they found that Wei Huaien's people could be protected by her as long as they did not make too big a mistake. Even Xuan Yusi did not dare to be domineering towards Princess Jiarou.

Within a few years, Princess Jiarou's power was at its peak, and even King Duan had to avoid her influence.

The argument with Taifu Yu that year seemed to have come to fruition. Whether she could act like a gentleman or not, even if she occupied half of the Xuan Yu Department, even if her actions were suspected of being sinister and vicious, she was still useful enough to be regarded as a woman.

The body is established among the princes of Yanyan.

In the twenty-third year of Yonghe's reign, Wei Huaike, the third son of the emperor, was granted the title of King of Honor.

I really want to tell Xiao Qi, don’t love me too much hahahahahaha

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Then, after the magic of time, the little princess turned eighteen, finally!
Chapter completed!