Long Yin looked at Yaoyao who was already lying down beside Ji'er, pondered for a moment, and said, "Let her sleep here with you. If she presses your belly again, tell me tomorrow and I will punish her to copy scriptures."
When Yao Yao heard that she was going to be punished for copying scriptures, she quickly stood up and said, "I remembered, I haven't bathed yet, so I can't just hang my eyes like this. I'd better go back." After saying that, she went to the ground to put on her shoes.
But Jill grabbed her shoulders, blinked her eyes, and said slyly: "Forget it, you didn't take a bath, I don't dislike you, you can stay here tonight."
Seeing Yaoyao's confused look, Long Yin smiled and said to the two of them, "Good night."
"Good night, brother emperor." Jill said softly.
Yaoyao watched the emperor's brother go out and closed the door, and finally had to compromise.
"Okay, okay, don't hold me down, I'll just keep my eyes down with you."
"Remember the scriptures," Jill reminded.
Yaoyao clenched her fists and vowed: "Don't worry, I will never press on your stomach."
Ji'er glanced at her, not quite believing it, but if Yaoyao violated the rules, her brother would have to copy scriptures tomorrow, so she would reluctantly endure her for one night, "I hope."
When Long Yin closed the door and went out, he saw Chu Qi standing on the corridor, as if he had merged with the night.
He paused and walked towards him, "Xiao Qi."
Chu Qi turned to look at him, "Has Jill fallen asleep?"
"Yeah." Long Yin nodded slightly, "It's getting late, you should go to bed quickly."
"Okay." Chu Qi nodded and walked towards his house.
Looking at his walking back, Long Yin frowned.
He suddenly discovered that not only did Jill depend on Xiao Qi, but Xiao Qi also relied on Jill.
He heard from his mother that when Xiao Qi saved Jill, he was seriously injured and lost his memory. After so many years, his memory still has not recovered.
The lack of memory of the past would make ordinary people feel confused and confused, but Chu Qi never seemed to have this kind of trouble.
His focus most of the time revolves around Jill, who has extraordinary patience. Now it seems that while Jill relies on him, it may not be his salvation and support.
Long Yin thought for a while and then left.
The next day.
Long Yang called Chu Qi to the imperial study room and handed him the roster drawn by the Ministry of Rites.
Chu Qi took it doubtfully, and when he opened it and saw a portrait of a woman inside, he frowned and looked towards his master.
"This is… "
Zhao Qian replied for Long Yang: "Xiao Qi, you are already twenty-three years old this year, and you have already reached the age of marrying a wife. The woman painted in this album was selected by the Emperor's Ministry of Rites from various families. Girl, take a look and see if there is a girl you are compatible with. If there is, the master will grant you a marriage."
Hearing this, Chu Qi frowned, closed the picture album, and presented it back to Long Yang, "I don't want to marry yet."
Long Yang didn't get angry and just asked: "Then when do you want to marry?"
The seventh day of the seventh day was silent.
Seeing him like this, Zhao Qian said anxiously: "Xiao Qi, you are not young anymore. If you continue to waste time, you will be old..."
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly felt the temperature around him drop sharply, and his body felt chilly. He realized with hindsight that he had said something that his master was taboo about.
There are no more masters and no less masters. This year I will be thirty-nine, and next year I will be forty...
Forty...
Forty years old is nothing, but the problem is that the lady is only in her twenties, and the master is very worried. It is taboo to mention the word age, and the word "old" is even more taboo.
(End of chapter)