"As a teacher for one day, he will be a father for life. Marquis Yiyong is my mentor. He has the kindness of teaching this king. None of these will change because of anything. Princess, you should respect me as much as I am." Changsun Tao did not deliberately speak out, but because of this, he sounded particularly serious.

Yu Qinghuan bit the chopsticks and said for a while: "No matter how outsiders comment, looking at you now, I know he must be not a bad person."

Changsun Tao didn't say anything, but obviously, he heard Yu Qinghuan's words very useful, and he was always kind and happy for a long time.

Xiao Qian arranged a bucket of hot water. After Yu Qinghuan took a shower, she changed into a cool silk bedding and lay directly on the couch.

She has been sleeping in this bed these days, but because of Changsun Tao's existence, she felt a strange feeling in her heart.

Despite this, she would never be able to let her go to bed next door. She did not compete with Changsun Tao. She just felt that if the couple did not sleep together, others would think that Changsun Tao had disliked her.

Yu Qinghuan bit the horn of the quilt, and with a complicated mood, she fell asleep in a daze. After struggling for a few days or two, she was already exhausted to the limit.

Yu Qinghuan just fell asleep when Changsun Tao came back. He was wearing a black bedclothes and stood in front of the bed. His hair ends were slightly wet, his open collar, and his skin was radiant with the unique brilliance of the soaked hot water.

He stood for a long time and finally lay down next to Yu Qinghuan.

His movements alarmed Yu Qinghuan who was sleeping, but when he saw Yu Qinghuan move, he turned over and bumped into his arms, rubbing his head against his arms, and slept very heavily.

Changsun Tao sighed and pulled the quilt to cover her waist.

Late at night, it started to rain heavily, and the tiles were knocked jingling. After the heavy rain, the air became damp and cool. Yu Qinghuan, who was sleeping, suddenly felt a little cold. He felt the warmth around him in a daze, and he stuck it over.

Changsun Tao was not sleeping heavily, and his right hand was pillowing under his neck. Yu Qinghuan just avoided his elbow, his head was pressed against his chest, and his whole body was lingering beside him, like a cat.

Changsun Tao moved his body and Yu Qinghuan came over again. He had no choice but to pull the quilt to her and cover it with only one head exposed.

A candle was lit in the room, and the faint light shone. Changsun Tao looked at the person who was sticking to him like a cat, his eyes were filled with a little undetectable tenderness.

Among the women he knew, there were arrogant noble girls, gentle and graceful ladies, and pitiful flowers that needed care. But his princess was undoubtedly different from other women. She was obviously timid, but such a small person was like a tenacious bud, and no matter how big the stone was, he could lift up.

After more than ten days of sleep, he thought that Pingcheng was over. In order to protect Prince Qi's mansion and more people, he had already made preparations to sacrifice some people. However, when he calmly prepared to accept the bad news, the Shadow Guard told him that his princess guarded Pingcheng and the people.

For this reason, he was even beaten with an arrow and almost lost his life.

At that time, he was wondering, how could such a young man have such great courage and what determination should he hold to advance and retreat with the people in the city? Whenever he thought of this, Changsun Tao's heart would feel a little distressed.

Other people's daughter enjoys a comfortable life and is cared for by her husband and not caught in the wind and rain. However, his princess never seemed to have thought of hiding behind him. She is so strong that it makes people feel distressed and makes people want to take care of her.

If Yuer is still alive, would she be so strong?

Changsun Tao turned sideways, raised his left hand, pulled open the quilt, placed it on the back of Yu Qinghuan's neck, clenched it, let it go, and then clenched it tightly. Finally, he gently pinched her collar and slowly lifted it open.

However, before he could see clearly whether there was a mark on the back of his neck, Yu Qinghuan was awake, raised his head slightly, opened his big eyes, and looked at him steadily.

Changsun Tao suddenly stopped his hand, and suddenly felt like he was burned by fire, and suddenly retracted his hand, put it on his lips, coughing twice awkwardly.

"It's cold at night, I want to cover you with a quilt."

It's so embarrassing to be caught doing something bad...

Yu Qinghuan looked at his eyes dodging left and right, and suddenly threw herself into his arms: "I'm not cold when I hold King Qi."

Changsun Tao's body was slightly stiff and he moved a little uncomfortable.

Yu Qinghuan hugged his waist tightly and slowly closed his eyes, but he was not sleepy at all.

Why did you rush over your head? How can you let go so that you won’t be embarrassed?

Yu Qinghuan did not dare to move at all, thinking in a daze, but his hand was unconsciously exerting force, so that Changsun Tao could not help but vent his breath.

Finally, he picked up Yu Qinghuan's hand and quickly wrapped it with a quilt. Then he pressed the quilt and Yu Qinghuan was wrapped in a rice dumpling, and his hands couldn't even be stretched out.

"I am afraid of heat."

Yu Qinghuan blinked his eyes, and his black and white eyes were like stars in the vast night sky, shining brightly.

Changsun Tao felt a little uncomfortable by her too pure gaze, and reached out to cover her eyes: "Sleep, get up early tomorrow."

Yu Qinghuan blinked, and his long eyelashes swept across his palms, making his palms itchy, as if something had jumped from his palms to his heart, making his heart much heavier.

Yu Qinghuan closed his eyes quietly, and the heart that had been rising up finally fell back. Sure enough, he had to do less in the act of taking the initiative to pounce on Changsun Tao.

The next day.

Yu Qinghuan handed Xiao Qian a small bag and got into the car with Changsun Tao.

Before leaving, Liu Tingye repeatedly apologized for putting Yu Qinghuan in danger. Yu Qinghuan had to repeatedly persuade him that the punishment of the good governance of Pingcheng would be to lose his merits.

When getting in the car, Changsun Tao glanced at Xue Wei beside Xiao Qian and said casually: "Is it trustworthy?"

Yu Qinghuan raised his lips: "Don't doubt people, don't doubt people."

Changsun Tao didn't say anything else and put down the curtain of the carriage.

Thinking of the same bed last night, both of them felt a little uncomfortable. Changsun Tao habitually held the book in his hand, and his eyes occasionally swept over Yu Qinghuan who was playing with his fingers.

At this moment, the carriage suddenly stopped and stopped like this.

There was a noise outside. Yu Qinghuan opened the curtain and looked at him. He saw the people kneeling on the ground, and an old man handed an umbrella tremblingly.

"The princess will have a smooth journey here. Caomin will offer the princess's longevity card at home, wishing the princess a safe and smooth life."

Yu Qinghuan was stunned, lifted the curtain and got out of the carriage. Countless people, carrying the elderly and the young, knelt respectfully on both sides of the street, looking at Yu Qinghuan's eyes, with tears.

"Please get up, this princess can't bear it."

The old man was a little confused, but his words were loud and loud: "If there were no princesses, we would have died long ago, and the princess deserved it!"

Yu Qinghuan's mood was indescribable at this time. She took the umbrella from the old man's hand and said thank you.

The people knocked their heads heavily on the ground, and expressed their gratitude to Yu Qinghuan loudly. They were excited and started crying.

Yu Qinghuan was a little uncomfortable with this scene, so he hurriedly got into the carriage with an umbrella and told Cangwu to leave quickly.

Cangwu swung the whip and threw the voices of the people who were seeing him off in the corridor behind him. Yu Qinghuan breathed a sigh of relief.

Changsun Tao said: "In this world, many things are flowers in the mirror and moon in the water, but only by doing and working hard will you not let you down. The people remember what you did for Pingcheng. You should accept these praises calmly."

Yu Qinghuan held the oil cloth umbrella and her heart was waving for a long time. It turned out that being grateful and supported by others was like this. People were vain. If she said she was not a little proud, she was lying against her conscience.

Finally, she put the umbrella aside and said, "This time I travel south, I seem to understand the meaning of life. At this moment, I understand my grandfather a little."
Chapter completed!