When Zhao Qingyan woke up again, it was the next morning, and she slept almost all night. Together, the soreness in some parts of her body instantly invaded her. She frowned with a bitter face, and Wen Qiao was terrified to look at it.

"Does it still hurt?" Wen Qiao walked up to Zhao Qingyan, reached out to hold her shoulder, and asked softly. The morning sun rays were bright but not strong, Zhao Qingyan raised his head when he heard the sound, and suddenly looked into Wen Qiao's gentle eyes.

The two finally made the last step last night, and the relationship between the two grew by leaps and bounds, and when Zhao Qingyan saw Wen Qiao again at this time, he only felt that this person was different from usual. looked at Wen Qiao silently for a while, and finally Zhao Qingyan couldn't stand staring at himself motionlessly.

She turned her head abruptly, unwilling to look at Wen Qiao again, and said, "No, you go out first." I'm going to get up. The truth was that she was still in a lot of pain, and if she hadn't known exactly what had happened yesterday, she would have thought that all the bones in her body had been shattered.

It hurts, it hurts.

Zhao Qingyan's face was ruddy, Wen Qiao stared at her for a long time but was still not at ease, and asked, "You can really do it yourself?" Why don't I call the pothos and the apricot to serve you?" One sentence instantly made Zhao Qingyan blush.

She can't wait to let Wen Qiao out now, "You go out first!" She raised her voice and stared at Wen Qiao with wide eyes. Zhao Qingyan's every move made Wen Qiao feel sweet, he couldn't help but chuckle out loud, and raised his hand to caress Zhao Qingyan's side face.

"Okay," he said affectionately, "then I'll wait for you outside, and then I'll call me later if I need to." Zhao Qingyan hated to hit him with his hand without pain, and urged: "You better go out quickly!"

The door was gently closed by Wen Qiao. Zhao Qingyan didn't dare to get out of bed until Wen Qiao left, but as soon as the quilt was lifted, the red marks on her body that were made by Wen Qiao last night were exposed to the air.

Zhao Qingyan only glanced at it, then blushed and went to find his clothes. Fortunately, I didn't let Wen Qiao find Xing'er and them just now, just like she looks like now, where can I still see people.

After quickly putting on her clothes, Zhao Qingyan pulled her collar, fortunately, her clothes today were a stand-up collar gown, which could cover her neck well. Sure that there was nothing on his body that was not visible and exposed to the air, Zhao Qingyan gasped fiercely.

Yesterday she was completely confused, and now she feels embarrassed when she wakes up. "Light smoke," Wen Qiao, who was still outside, knocked on the closed door, and asked, "Have you cleaned up?"

Except for the closed door, the other windows of the room were wide open. She walked over to the vanity mirror and shone herself in the bright light, making sure that there was nothing wrong with her whole body, and then walked slowly to the door.

Wen Qiao, who didn't get an answer from Zhao Qingyan outside, knocked on the door again, "Qingyan?" General Wen, who was cold in the past, spoke in a tone that was dozens of degrees softer than usual today. Zhao Qingyan, who shouted in a gentle and delicate voice, was also full of spring water in his heart.

But overnight, people and things in the whole world became gentle.

"Light," as Zhao Qingyan opened the door, Wen Qiao, who was standing outside the door, was about to shout out his name, which was interrupted. Zhao Qingyan glanced at the tall man in front of him with slanted eyes, and said in a vicious tone: "What are you shouting, I'm not out of nowhere!"

In this short period of time, Wen Qiao directly called her three times. Wen Qiao had a faint smile on the corner of his lips, and only the reflection of Zhao Qingyan was printed in his eyes.

successfully completed the task of the Fuzhou flood, and Zhao Qingyan's identity is different from the past. And Mrs. Cheng was also grounded by the emperor because of her hands and feet in the dam repair project, and now there are only two masters in the entire Huai'en Hou Mansion, Wen Qiao and Zhao Qingyan.

Without Mrs. Cheng's interference, the entire Huai'en Houfu became different from the past. Because of the successful completion of the flood in Fuzhou, Wen Qiao has been specially allowed by the emperor not to go to the morning court in recent days, and today is the last day of Wen Qiao's rest.

The whole country is rich and healthy, but the early dynasty that should have been on it must continue.

After accompanying Zhao Qingyan for a day in Huai'en Houfu, Wen Qiao got up early the next morning to go to the palace for the morning court.

When Wen Qiao arrived at the palace, the sky had just been polished, and the officials of the same dynasty who entered the Jinluan Palace all sent him blessings. The flood in Fuzhou was delayed for many days, but it was still perfectly solved, and Wen Qiao made another great contribution this time.

"Wen Qiao," at the beginning of the early dynasty, the emperor took the lead in calling Wen Qiao's name, "You have made a great contribution this time!" The emperor's face couldn't hide the joy, obviously, because of the solution to the problem of the flood in Fuzhou, his mood has also changed a lot.

was named by the emperor, and Wen Qiao walked out of the ranks of officials. He walked to the position near the front of the Jinluan Hall without fast or slow steps, and said: "Your Majesty, the matter of the Fuzhou flood can be solved smoothly this time, thanks to other people, if there is only one minister, it will never be completed."

Now everyone in the whole capital knows that most of the reason why the Fuzhou flood can be successfully solved is because of the princess of Huai'en Houfu, who repaired the dam, so that the whole Fuzhou can be freed from the flood problem.

Zhao Qingyan, who was rumored to be a disaster star a few days ago, has now become the county lord of the dynasty. With this identity, others dare not see her again.

The emperor said, "Now that the matter in Fuzhou has been settled, it is time for me to relax and relax." After saying this, the emperor's eyes first glanced directly down and shouted, "Pujiang."

"The minister is here." An official named Pu Jiang stepped out of the ranks of officials and saluted the emperor respectfully. The emperor looked at Pu Jiang and asked, "How is the arrangement of this year's autumn hunt?" I see that this time is not much different, and I just solved a major event, so this year it will be advanced. ”

No one dared to disobey the emperor's words, Pu Jiang held the position of the Ministry of Rites, and all kinds of celebrations and other things in the palace have always been arranged to him, but the time of this autumn hunt is generally around October every year.

Now this is still the season of long summer, just over the halfway point of August, and this time is almost the same as the emperor said. It's just that he could never refuse the emperor's words, and touching a handful of non-existent sweat on his forehead, he replied: "Yes, Your Majesty." I'll arrange it later. ”

Pu Jiang, who was suddenly ahead of the emperor's sentence in the task, got the emperor's permission and retreated into the team.

The emperor was in a very good mood today, he patted his thigh directly, and announced: "Since this is the case, then this year's autumn hunt will be advanced!" Go back and get ready, see you in the paddock in a few days!"

The chamberlain took a step forward and announced loudly, "Retreat!"

The emperor soon disappeared into the Jinluan Palace, and the ministers who did not have to go to court for the next few days also left.