Keep your voice down. Are you trying to look glamorous dressed as a forced lover?

Ji Mingzheng almost lost his innocence.

He didn't know why Li Qingyan suddenly seemed like a different person after falling asleep.

He was in excruciating pain due to a relapse of his old illness, and he was trying his best to endure it. However, she turned around and hugged him shortly after falling asleep.

Because he was holding her so tightly, his hands and feet were stiff. He didn't want to take advantage of her while she was asleep, so he turned around with difficulty to try to push her away.

As a result, when he turned around, she hugged him tightly. She mumbled "ah-ba-ah-ba" twice, and then actually took action.

While he was dodging, she was so anxious that she exerted force, and he was completely overwhelmed.

That wasn't all; she clung to him tightly from behind.

Ji Mingzheng almost lost control.

Ji Mingzheng tried to wake her up, but she seemed to be trapped in a nightmare. Not only could he not wake her, but she kept saying, "Don't become stupid," and then she clung to him tightly and wouldn't let go.

He had made some harsh remarks, but his body was not under his control.

On several occasions, he almost couldn't help but retaliate directly.

He used to not understand how men could make mistakes or even commit serious errors because of that kind of thing, but last night he realized that it really was that uncontrollable.

He had clearly decided to hate her, but he almost acted impulsively and ruined things.

"You beast, you're indiscriminate in your hunger!"

He cursed himself inwardly.

Li Qingyan's attitude clearly indicated that she didn't want to get too close to him, otherwise she wouldn't have breathed a sigh of relief after checking her clothes.

Her attitude and self-loathing made him simply close his eyes and pretend to be asleep, letting her sneak away.

This way, neither of them will feel awkward, and they can pretend that nothing happened.

A moment later, the attendant Zhan Mang entered the bedchamber to help him wash and dress.

Looking at his weary face, she asked, "Young General, were your legs in great pain last night?"

"fine."

Perhaps because my attention was diverted, although it was still unbearable, my legs did hurt less.

"Then why do you look so tired?"

Ji Mingzheng: "...I'm not used to sharing a bed with someone."

"The young general hasn't had a good rest these past two days. Perhaps we should ask the imperial physician to prescribe some sleeping pills?"

"You can arrange it."

The imperial physician arrived and prescribed medicine, but Ji Mingzheng was still unsettled, feeling inexplicably suffocated.

"Everyone, go downstairs." He needed to be alone to calm down.

But he still hadn't calmed down after a whole day.

As night fell, Ji Mingzheng suddenly threw back the covers and sat up: "No, Li Qingyan, what kind of dream are you having! Who dreams of kissing and hugging people randomly!"

"Ji Mingzheng, when did you become such a coward? Why don't you dare to settle accounts with her!"

Li Qingyan was completely unaware of all of this.

Having received the people from Ji Mingzheng, she went to the Secretariat again as planned.

Perhaps because he had interacted with Wen Sheng and slept with Ji Mingzheng for one night, even sleeping on top of him, he encountered obstacles, with people saying that the matter was now being handled by the Prince Xian.

But Li Qingyan's attitude was firm.

"Didn't the Prince Xian take leave? And why are you insisting that a prince handle state affairs while stopping the princess? What does that mean?"

With a few words, and with his men, they pushed aside the officials who tried to stop them and swaggered away with the memorial.

"From now on, I will oversee all these memorials. I will have the Prime Minister deliver all important memorials to me. Since the Empress Dowager is seriously ill, I will handle them personally."

Everything went incredibly smoothly, which made Li Qingyan determined to find someone to sleep with that night as well.

She thought it was thanks to sharing a bed and hugging Ji Mingzheng, unaware that it wasn't just a hug, but rather the boy's struggle throughout the night.

First there was the wise king who had eight rounds in one night, then there was the young general who played Ninja Turtle in one night.

That will ensure everything goes smoothly for her.

She took the folding book, and the officials under the Prince Xian hurriedly sent a message to Li Qingxian.

Li Qingxian was bitten by a snake. Upon receiving the news, he was furious but there was nothing he could do for the time being; the only effect was to accelerate the poisoning.

"What can she possibly handle? I don't even know if she can read all the characters."

The wise king mocked him, finding it utterly ridiculous.

Anger followed.

"Just because she's a woman, even if she's useless, she still has supporters and is recognized as the only heir. Why?!"

He was clearly a hundred times better than her, but because he was a man, he was not qualified from the start. How could he not hate her?

"I only warned her, but she still dared to retaliate. This is the work of that Miao man surnamed Sang."

The subordinate could only whisper words of advice and offered another suggestion: "Your Highness, the petition requesting disaster relief hasn't been kept pending. Why don't we hand it over to the Second Princess tomorrow and let her handle it?"

"We'll do as you say."

"From now on, send all these difficult and thankless folding papers to her. Let's see how many she can handle."

As for other tactics that can win people's hearts and minds, he will handle them.

"Yes, Your Highness, please rest well."

Li Qingxian thought that perhaps this plan wouldn't even be necessary; as long as it lasted today, she would reveal her true colors.

Despite being demoted, Li Qingyan rushed to Ninghui Palace with his memorials in high spirits.

"Song Qinian, I got it!"

Upon hearing the sound, Song Qinian turned around and saw Li Qingyan with a bright smile. He rushed over and hugged him.

He was knocked back half a step to steady himself, and was momentarily stunned.

After a moment, he spoke:

"Your Highness."

"Mmm." The person in his arms nodded, and the butterfly wings on the hairpin fluttered as if they were about to take flight and fly into his heart.

This time, perhaps because of excitement, the hug was less awkward than yesterday, and we were closer together.

After a moment, Li Qingyan calmed down, but her nervousness returned.

"Song Concubine, thank you for your trouble."

Song Qinian calmed down and unconsciously raised his hand to land on her shoulder, but it stopped in mid-air.

"You're welcome."

He slowly lowered his hand, and his heartbeat, which had been racing from the hug, gradually calmed down.

When Li Qingyan stepped out of his embrace, his face showed no change in expression.

"Let's begin, Your Highness."

"Um."

Li Qingyan brought back quite a few folded paper notes, which were not categorized and covered a wide range of topics, including many that were simply for greetings.

Li Qingyan managed to get the hang of it, thanks not only to her intelligence but also to Song Qinian's help and her accumulated knowledge base.

Yes, this achievement is also due to the modern education she received.

She possessed knowledge that transcended this era by thousands of years, even though most of it was impossible to articulate, especially in physics and chemistry. It was impossible for her to conjure up a steam engine out of thin air, and she gradually forgot this knowledge after graduating from high school.

However, the logic of thinking, thought patterns, and cognitive system that modern education taught her are her intangible wealth.

She spoke without thinking, expressing opinions and words that were not uncommon or even commonplace in modern times, yet even Song Qinian was astonished.

The clash between ancient and modern ideas occurs from time to time.

Song Qinian became increasingly focused and serious, and even unconsciously began to learn and absorb what she said.

The two were so thirsty from their discussion that Li Qingyan picked up a cup and drank from it.

Song Qinian glanced at it: "That's my cup..."

Li Qingyan had already drunk it, and habitually licked his lips.

Song Qinian looked at Li Qingyan's moist lips, and his eyes flashed.

Li Qingyan, who was feeling a little sleepy, had his gaze fixed on Song Qinian's standard and handsome lips as if he had a locator. He swallowed water and his heart raced for a moment.

The air suddenly became quiet, and the atmosphere of the study tour gradually became ambiguous.

It's more ambiguous than a hug.