There is really nothing wrong with being the emperor for a lifetime.
In fact, for most people, this is their greatest pursuit and most desired thing throughout their lives.
But among those people, Mu Bai was not included.
That night Mubai took away many design drawings from Chu Qing Singers.
He said that if he had time in the future, he would study it and maybe do some manual work.
This is the tacit understanding between Mu Bai and Qing Ge.
In his spare time, besides reading, Chu Qingge's biggest hobby is refining medicine or drawing design drawings.
She would draw many, many design drawings, put them together after drawing, and give them to Mu Bai when she had the opportunity.
It’s not that Mu Bai wants to build it right away, but he knows that Mu Bai’s interests are similar to his own.
When I have nothing to do, I like to do some handwork and design.
There is a saying that Mu Bai is right about. In terms of design, without Mu Bai, Qing Ge would be like losing his right hand.
Even if you don't have your right hand, what else can you make?
He's gone.
Chu Qingge returned to the bed and sat down, looking at Feng Liye who was still sleeping.
Finally, pick up his big palm, hold it in your hand, and gently knead his phalanges.
Either he is injured, or he is on the way to get hurt. This prince's life is quite bumpy.
"What do you want me to do?" Qingge looked at his brows, which were still tangled together in his sleep, and suddenly leaned closer, stretched out her long fingers, and rubbed his brows.
"Did you also hear what we said? You also know that something happened to the Feng family, right? So, what do you want me to do for you now?"
"Do you want me to take Chen Mo back right now and conquer the country for you, or do you want me to stay in Southern Jin and continue to be my queen?"
He didn't speak, but his frown seemed to be a little tighter.
And that big hand, which was originally held by Qing Ge, didn't know when, but it actually gently held her back.
He could hear her, couldn't he?
Chu Qingge's heart felt soft.
This guy, when awake, is cold and arrogant.
Now that I'm asleep, it's a little less cold and a little more gentle.
It's so rare.
"I have just ascended the throne. If I leave at this time, what will happen to my country?"
Feng Liye still didn't speak, but some finger moved and hooked her little finger.
Qingge lowered her eyes, looked at the back of his bloodless hands, and smiled a bit bitterly and helplessly.
"But if I don't go, your empire may be ruined?"
It's not that she is too confident, thinking that she, Chu Qingge, is the only one in the world who can fight.
It is true that his adoptive mother Yan Liuyue is very good at troubles.
How long can the three northern cities of Northern Qin be held in her hands?
If she didn't go, that woman would torture Feng Liye's flying dragon army to death sooner or later.
In any case, the Duke is famous all over the world and is loyal to his Feng family.
If he hadn't risked his life to bring the brothers Feng Liye and Feng Chenmo into his house, the two brothers might not have survived until now.
Now, the Feng family is suffering, and Feng Sihai's defense of Mocheng is in danger.
If they don't go back, I'm afraid he won't be able to hold on for long.
"The favor you receive from others will be remembered for thousands of years. The Feng family will be your benefactor after all."
This time, Qingge held Feng Liye's big palm with all her strength.
"Who allowed us to get married in front of our mother? Your business is also my business, Chu Qingge's, and your country is also my country! This time, it's me who can bring your country back to you! It's me.
