Beigong Tengxiao's face was cold, and the veins on his forehead were pulsing. He clutched his beating heart. Even being in a cold kiln could not extinguish the burning pain. He gritted his teeth and said, "I'm used to it."<
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Jingyue lowered her face and hesitated to speak: "Actually..."
Beigong Tengxiao put his arm on the edge of the bucket, raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, and said: "What?"
"His Royal Highness recently left the main house in the middle of the night, and the empress was still aware of it. She asked her subordinates, but she seemed to know that it was fruitless and did not get to the bottom of it."
Beigong Tengxiao was stunned for a moment and said: "She... knows?"
Jingyue sighed softly and said: "Your Highness, I am very worried about you."
Beigong Tengxiao lowered his eyes, and there was a deathly silence between his dark pupils. Moisture-contaminated water drops dripped along his delicate mandible into the bathtub. After a long time, he opened his lips and sighed.
, said: "Soon, she won't worry anymore."
Jing Yue looked solemn and said: "Your Highness, besides Mo Wuyou, is there really any solution to Wang Yue Powder?"
Hearing this, Beigong Tengxiao sneered with half a smile and half mockery, and said: "Even if there is no solution, I have to solve it."
"The medical skills that His Highness requested have been sent to the study." Jing Yue sighed softly and said, "Your Highness has been either studying medical skills or staying here in the middle of the night recently. This subordinate is really worried..."
Beigong Tengxiao snorted coldly and said: "I can't die."
The next day, morning.
At the end of the long corridor in the distance, Beigong Tengxiao was dressed neatly in clothes. His long hair was tied up high without any messy marks, but the dark circles under his eyes showed the fatigue of a night.
He raised his hand to rub his eyebrows, and saw Chu Jiaoli running towards him with a smile on her face, like a young child.
Beigong Tengxiao was stunned for a moment. Dressed in white, she came into the wind, with the pear blossoms rustling behind her, as if she was a fairy descending from earth.
As she approached, Chu Jiaoli stepped on her skirt unsteadily, and was about to fall to the ground. Beigong Tengxiao's smile froze, and he immediately stepped forward to help her, with worry in his eyes: "What are you so anxious about? I am.
Don’t run away.”
Chu Jiaoli grinned and threw herself into his arms, her face full of innocence.
Beigong Tengxiao raised his eyebrows slightly, raised his hand and stroked the top of her head, and said, "What makes you so happy?"
But Chu Jiaoli stretched out her hands and pulled him forward, saying: "Come with me to play on the swing."
Beigong Tengxiao smiled faintly, leaned over and kissed her forehead, raised his hand to hug her into his arms, and said: "Be good, I still have memorials to deal with, and I will play with you later."
Hearing this, Chu Jiaoli frowned willfully and said, "No, I want to play now."
Seeing that she was in an unhappy mood, Beigong Tengxiao didn't think much about it, he just rubbed her head lovingly and said: "Okay, okay, play for a while, whatever Li'er wants, I will satisfy you.
”
Seeing this, Chu Jiaoli showed a satisfied smile again, put her hands around his neck and said: "Hold me."
Beigong Tengxiao's eyes were doting, showing endless compromise. He endured the desire to fall to the ground from exhaustion, but he still picked her up with all his strength and walked to the swing in front of the yard.
At noon, a burst of hot light shone on her body. Chu Jiaoli slowly opened her eyes, and she didn't know when she fell asleep.
She turned her head slightly and saw Bei Gong Tengxiao sitting on the swing with her. The slight movement did not wake him up. She looked blankly. Looking at his tired and haggard face, she frowned slightly.<
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She turned her head and looked at Luo Bai, who was standing next to her, and lowered her voice and said, "What happened? Why are I and His Highness sleeping here?"