"Wait a mont." Wei Yao saw the other person at the window and hurriedly called out to them, handing over a sachet: "This is for you."
Qi Jingyi took it and discovered a cluster of bamboo embroidered on it, instantly smiling: "From now on, all the needlework on my clothes will be entrusted to you. I won’t use anything embroidered by other won ever again."
"Do you want to work to death?"
"Then I’ll use the embroiderer’s..."
"No way." Wei Yao quickly glared, "In a few days, you’ll change everything you’re wearing. If I ever see needlework from other won on you, I’ll poke you with a needle."
"Most venomous is a woman’s heart!" Qi Jingyi laughed, rubbing Wei Yao’s head, "But I like it!" This version of Wei Yao had a certain reminiscent quality of Xinxin, and as the thought ca to him, he suddenly felt a bit guilty, and could only swiftly leave that boudoir room.
Wei Yao just wanted to say sothing, but the other had already disappeared, leaving her with nothing but a chuckle and a newfound energy to start making fan covers.
Standing on the opposite rooftop, Qi Jingyi sighed. As ungentlemanly as he may be, he swore he would love this woman properly and never betray her.
As for Xinxin, she would always remain his friend and collaborator, without any other implications.
When Gu Qingheng left the palace, the sky was already filled with stars. Although he’d had a bit to drink, he wasn’t drunk; instead, he was sowhat excited because he saw Gu Sheng. It was said he’d been claiming sickness all along, but today, it was the Emperor himself who ordered that any officials using sickness as an excuse, unless unable to get up, must attend, otherwise, they needn’t co again.
Gu Sheng wasn’t really sick, but rather embarrassed due to the scandal his old father, Gu Kun, caused. The scandal had even reached Beijing, making him too ashad to face others.
Nonetheless, he admired the man’s thick skin, clinging to his Ministry of Personnel Chief of Staff position despite the family’s sordid circumstances, with several in the court voicing their opinions against him.
Any matter that could displease Gu Sheng pleased him.
Another good news was, though he didn’t relinquish military power, the Emperor gave him a month’s ti to return ho to his wife and kids. Originally, he could have a longer leave, but because the Crown Prince of Jin Country had confird he would visit Daxuan in November, he was appointed to oversee the security and reception, naturally needing to make arrangents ahead.
Thinking that he’d go ho early tomorrow morning ward his heart. Actually, if not for drinking in the palace, he would have left tonight, but he promised Xinxin to prioritize safety, so he’d stay the night. This ti going back, would the three little beans finally turn over?
Yang Ruxin didn’t know what was happening in Beijing; she was currently tensely worrying about Chengzi’s condition. Although he hadn’t completely turned into a dicinal Soldier, his body was full of poison Gu, and if not removed, he would soon die.
Even with Dao Xuzi there, he still felt sowhat helpless: "These Gu toxins are too cunning, and there are too many of them. He’s alive only because so many Gu toxins coexist, achieving a balance through mutual restraint. I can’t eliminate all these toxins at once; only one by one, which would break his internal balance and unforeseen problems could arise."
"What should we do then?" Yang Ruxin frowned.
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