However, this night, Dongfang Rongyin slept very peacefully, without dreaming or being disturbed in any way, so she slept until dawn. Because Qingyue feels that falling asleep every day is not a solution, and she doesn't know how to get along with Dongfang Rongyin every time, every time she is quiet and weird, it seems very meaningless to fall asleep relatively silently.

The next day, Dongfang Rongyin, who had a good night's sleep, woke up and sat on the bed depressed, and then got up to wash and dress like a dejected person. In the end, it naturally didn't come out, but just turned into a trace of helplessness.

"Yue'er, what's wrong with these days?" Dongfang Rongyin, who had been suffering for two days, finally asked after finishing dinner again, after all, Yupai had not spoken for two days.

Qing Yue thought about it when she heard this, and replied: "It's okay, I'm hurrying to cultivate, and Childe doesn't have to worry." Qingyue didn't find out this time that she hadn't used the jade card to talk to Dongfang Rongyin for two days, and Dongfang Rongyin didn't care about it. If it was in the past, Dongfang Rongyin would care about and ask her several times every day.

"That's good, Yue'er doesn't have to work so hard, if you need spiritual power, I can ......" Dongfang Rongyin's voice was not finished, and Qingyue interrupted: "Childe's spiritual power is obtained through hard cultivation, and it should be used for cultivation and refinement." I'm okay now, and I don't need Childe to do this. ”

Raising his eyebrows and looking at the jade plate, Dongfang Rongyin condensed and said, "Yue'er, what do you have to say to me?" ”

Qingyue naturally knew that he was asking about his marriage, so she was silent and replied, "No." ”

Dongfang Rongyin looked at the jade card that had regained its calm, and the corners of her lips were slightly bitter. What the hell should he do? I thought my plan was in my hands, but now I ...... He was a little unsure.

Putting away the jade plaque, he stopped cultivating as usual, but went to bed, still with anticipation, hoping that the red would come to his dream again.

But doomed, he was disappointed again.

There were no familiar dreams, and there were no changes like the beginning of the Qing Dynasty. Everything seemed to be back to before he brought it back, and Qingyue was still deliberately alienated from him.

Dongfang Rongyin has been sitting in the study since he came back from the morning court, holding the book and not reading it, and he is always distracted when he practices calligraphy. His mind was like he was stuck in a pulp now.

"Uncle Wang!" Suddenly, the voice of the little emperor came from outside the door.

When Dongfang Rongyin looked up, a small bright yellow figure had already entered the study.

When Mo Junwei saw Dongfang Rongyin, he trotted over and asked expectantly: "Uncle Wang, it's been three days, has the letter been delivered to Sister Mo Xin?" "The little emperor has been concerned about this matter since the letter was sent, and he could barely bear it this morning, but after lunch, he finally couldn't help it, so he came to Dongfang Rongyin to ask about the situation.

When Dongfang Rongyin heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up, and then he said gently: "Your Majesty doesn't need to worry, they are still carrying congratulatory gifts, so naturally they should be slower, and they will definitely arrive in two days." ”

The little emperor nodded, and said obediently: "Well, I know, then I will go back to the palace and wait for the Taifu to teach." ”

"Okay, send Your Majesty back." Saying that, Dongfang Rongyin got up and escorted the little emperor out. Waiting for the little emperor to enter the palace gate, Dongfang Rongyin hurried back to the palace in a hurry, and then quickly said to the study, the pen and ink waited, and the pen and the book were only a few pages in a moment.