Chapter 23 You are weaker than yesterday

Author: I am not Zhao Gao

Chapter 23 You are weaker than yesterday

The voice fell.

Qing'er was confused.

"If he is the Crown Prince of Zhenbei, wouldn't Her Highness the Princess be his sister-in-law?"

The scenes of the past few days replayed in the little palace maid's mind like a revolving lantern.

Thinking of the two of them always getting along as aunt and nephew.

The expression on the young palace maid's face suddenly became strange, and she looked at Ren Pingsheng, as if she was hesitant to speak.

Ren Pingsheng knew what she was thinking, so he shrugged helplessly and sighed: "Everything in the world is impermanent."

Qing'er just remained silent.

Half a moment.

Ren Pingsheng spoke again: "The princess is already hair-grown. It shouldn't be a problem if she rests outside for a night. I will guard the door tonight and wait for the princess to wake up before leaving."

"That's all." Qing'er struggled for a long time and nodded helplessly.

Seeing her promise, Ren Pingsheng said no more, moved a chair, sat next to the door, and began to meditate.

Qing'er was worried that Ren Pingsheng would get interested, so she moved a chair to sit on the bedside and glanced at Ren Pingsheng from time to time.

After that, the two of them were busy with their own business and didn't say a word.

The next day.

early morning.

There is sunlight shining in outside the house.

Ren Pingsheng opened his eyes and signed in first as always.

[Sign in successfully, power +1]

The prompt sounds.

Ren Pingsheng woke up a little and raised his eyes to look at the bed.

Sister-in-law Liu Yunmeng was lying quietly on the bed, breathing evenly.

The little palace maid Qing'er who was keeping watch at night was lying on the bedside and had already fallen asleep.

Seeing that the two of them showed no intention of waking up, Ren Pingsheng sighed inwardly and continued to meditate.

After these days of hard training, the spiritual energy could stay in his body for more than half an hour.

but.

The final result is the leakage of spiritual energy.

"Perhaps as Zhao Xue said, my Qi Sea is in a damaged state, so I can't leave any spiritual energy."

"If that's the case, we can't just rely on the system, we have to find a way to repair the air sea first."

Ren Pingsheng was thinking this when he suddenly heard a sound coming from his ears.

Turning around, he saw Liu Yunmeng on the bed rubbing his eyes with his hands.

"Finally woke up."

The task was completed, Ren Shengsheng didn't stay long, opened the door and left the private room.

On the bed.

Liu Yunmeng felt a little uncomfortable in her head, and it took her a while to fully wake up.

Looking at the unfamiliar furnishings around her, she was startled for a moment, and then her heart jumped rapidly, feeling nervous and scared.

"What happened yesterday? Why did I sleep here?"

A series of questions came to her mind, making her a little confused.

at this time.

The palace maid Qing'er, who was lying on the bedside, also slowly woke up. When she saw Liu Yunmeng, her face was filled with joy: "Your Highness, are you awake?"

Hearing Qing'er's voice, Liu Yunmeng felt much more at ease and asked about the doubts in his heart.

"Qing'er, what happened?"

"Your Highness, don't you remember? After drinking wine yesterday, you felt dizzy and wanted to rest. Then Mr. Ren asked the slaves to help you to the bed to rest, and he stayed vigil at the door."

Qing'er was sensible and omitted many details.

"Really? Why don't I remember."

Liu Yunmeng frowned slightly, held her head, raised her body, and asked again: "Where is my eldest nephew?"

Qing'er replied: "I was at the door just now. I should have seen His Highness wake up and went back."

Liu Yunmeng was startled: "He stayed at the door all night?"

Qing'er nodded: "Yes."

After receiving the affirmative answer, Liu Yunmeng's mind flashed to the tall and straight figure of Ren Shengsheng, and her heart seemed to be filled with something, with an indescribable feeling.

"If what Qing'er said is true, he shouldn't have gone far yet."

Liu Yunmeng simply tidied up her clothes, climbed out of bed, and walked to the outside window. After opening it, she saw a familiar figure walking away.

"What a great nephew."

Looking at Ren Pingsheng's back, Liu Yunmeng's beautiful peach blossom eyes lit up, and an indescribable feeling arose in her heart.

"Did you just say that your eldest nephew's surname is Ren?" Liu Yunmeng turned to Qing'er and asked.

"Yes, Your Highness." Qing'er nodded.

"It turns out his name is Ren Pingsheng"

Until now, Liu Yunmeng didn't know his name. After reading it softly twice, he murmured to himself: "Why do I feel that this name is so familiar? I seem to have heard it somewhere."

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Qing'er instantly became nervous and said nothing.

She has not yet decided whether to tell His Highness Ren Pingsheng's true identity.

After all, after the truth was announced, it was not only Ren Pingsheng who recognized his wife's sister as his aunt, but also His Highness who recognized his brother-in-law as his nephew.

The little palace maid didn't know what social death was. She simply felt that it would be better for the person involved to discover such an embarrassing thing on their own.

"It's over, it's over!"

At this time, Liu Yunmeng seemed to have thought of something and became panicked.

"My mother-in-law said that I am not allowed to stay out overnight. I will definitely be punished if I go back!"

"Qing'er, hurry up and pack your things, let's go back to the palace!"

Fortunately, I didn't find it.

Qing'er breathed a sigh of relief and responded: "Yes, Your Highness."

After half a stick of incense.

Liu Yunmeng and Qing'er tidied up their appearance and hurriedly left Tingfeng Pavilion.

What they didn't notice was that it was in a corner on the second floor.

A woman is recording silently.

"At the quarter of the hour, Prince Zhenbei left alone. A quarter of an hour later, Princess Yunhe left with the accompanying maid. The three of them stayed together in the private room for a total of ten hours."

"steamed stuffed bun--"

"Freshly baked pancakes——"

In the early morning, there were already hawkers and peddlers pushing carts along the streets in the inner city.

They all live in outer cities and get up early to come in to do business. Although they have to pay a certain city gate tax, the business is easier and the overall income is higher.

Ren Pingsheng walked around the city gate, bought a few steamed buns, and rushed back to Ren's Mansion.

Walking into the courtyard and opening the door, he saw Zhao Xue, dressed in men's clothing, sitting on a chair with a calm expression.

But if you look closely, you will find that her hand holding the dagger tightened and her breathing became a little faster.

Obviously.

During the majority of the day when Ren Pingsheng left the house, Zhao Nuxia's nerves were always tense.

"Sorry, something happened and I was delayed."

Ren Pingsheng put the buns he was carrying on the table and opened them: "I bought them for you, eat them while they are hot."
To be continued...