After a long time of heavy snow, it finally stopped. Chu Qingyan heard that Shen Zitian was about to come to him, so in order to find a way to avoid Shen Zitian, he forced Bai Li to wrap his robe and walk out of the palace in the opposite direction in response to the extremely low temperature.

I have never been to this direction before. In the short days of coming, Chu Qingyan never thought about going elsewhere except to understand the route to Tsinghua Palace. The road I was walking today was a little bit off, but it was quiet.

While walking, some busy palace maids appeared in Qingyan's sight. They were still far from eating time, so why were they so busy?

"What is it doing there?" Qingyan took off his hand from the warm bag around her waist, slid slightly to the front, and immediately retracted his snow-white fingers.

Bai Madam, the close-fitting palace maid beside Chu Qingyan, looked in the direction of Luo Qingyan's finger, turned around and replied with a smile.

"This is the acupuncture office in the palace. The busiest time of this acupuncture office is the only time to change seasons."

Just as Bai Qi finished speaking, Chu Qingyan caught a glance at a man's back among the many palace maids. When he looked closely, it was Yandong beside His Highness.

It was the time when the first batch of winter clothes were made after the beginning of winter. If His Highness's clothes were usually sent to Tsinghua Palace by the people from the Needle and Industrial Bureau, this time Yandong used his fingers to count the days and waited at the door before taking out the Needle and Industrial Bureau with his clothes.

"Sir Yan, you have been standing for half an hour." The voice of the speech came from the head office of the needle office.

For personal guards like Yandong, there is no third-rank, but no third-rank, let alone the person around His Highness Chen, it is far from enough to say "Oh Master".

The headmaster saw that there was such a cold cave outside, and saw that Yandong had been standing for so long, for fear that he would be exhausted. It would be fine if he had fainted from a third-rank guard, but it would be impossible to be related to His Highness Shen Muchen.

She leaned forward and told a low voice to remind her, "We will send this batch of clothes to Tsinghua Palace at that time, you don't need to wait at the door."

Yandong smiled perfunctorily, "No need, Your Highness wants me to pick it up in person."

Chu Qingyan stood not far behind Yandong and clearly heard their conversation.

She thought to herself that Yang Cheng's rules are not as complicated as the Imperial City, but Yang Cheng couldn't let anyone take clothes from the third rank personally, which was too unruly.

"Yandong    ~" Qingyan walked forward with a smile, "What are you doing here?"

Yandong turned around with the sound.

"County Lord." He bowed respectfully, "Your Highness ordered me to pick up my clothes."

"I've been a little too busy recently and have taken care of such a small matter."

After Chu Qingyan finished speaking, Yandong's facial expression was a little awkward, and he returned to normal again after 0:00 a second.

"Tell me, what's the matter with you hiding it from me?" A gust of wind blew over Chu Qingyan and shivered, looking a little impatient. Yandong was not like Shen Muchen, with many flaws.

Yandong knew very well that this matter would never be known to Chu Qingyan.

He pursed his lips and didn't say anything.

Just as he racked his brains to think about how to get through, the chief officer of the Instrument Bureau walked out of the Instrument Bureau with a stack of clothes, and several palace maids were following her.

"Sir Yandong, you can take away the clothes you want." She respectfully handed the clothes to Yandong.

The clothes flashed past Chu Qingyan's eyes, and there were a few ordinary clothes, and there was no freshness at all.

Yandong took the clothes and hugged them in his arms as if he had received a life-saving straw. He turned around and saluted Chu Qingyan, "County Lord, Yandong still has something to do, so he will leave first."

After saying that, he trotted and accelerated his way with his clothes in his arms, leaving Chu Qingyan's gaze.

Just as Chu Qingyan was frustrated and was about to turn around and leave, he just turned around and heard the palace maids behind him discussing.

"What did Your Highness Mu Chen want women's clothes to do?"

Just as another palace maid was about to take the conversation, the sect immediately interrupted their conversation.

"Your Highness's right and wrong are also something you servants can discuss at will?! You are not afraid of being killed by others when you hear it!" The head of the acupuncture Bureau said the little palace maids immediately closed their mouths and went back quietly.

Women's clothes?

Chu Qingyan suddenly remembered that when the clothes just passed by, the color of the clothes was indeed brighter than that of men's clothes. That color was clearly the ready-to-wear prepared by young girls.

But Qingyan thought carefully that there were not many women in the palace who matched such bright colors with such bright colors...                                                   

"Bai Yi" Chu Qingyan called Bai Yi closer, "Follow him and see where he took the clothes."

"Bai La understands."

Seeing that the time was almost over, Chu Qingyan returned to Zhuxing Palace alone, holding the skirt and looking at the threshold on the ground. As soon as he stepped into the hall gate, he looked up and saw Shen Zitian sitting on the Tai Sui chair. His hands naturally hung on his knees, and his lips drooped slightly and looked at Chu Qingyan coming in.

She felt strange and subconsciously frowned slightly. Calculated the time, it had been more than half an hour since she and Bai Qi left. Why did Shen Zitian stay here and not leave? Is the news wrong?

She calmed down and stretched the frown between her eyebrows. She quickly put her stunned feet outside the threshold, lowered her head and patted the snowflakes on her clothes. The corner of her mouth raised slightly, which showed a smile that was not smiling but very decent.

"Where have you been?" Shen Zitian asked. He wanted to know her answer but was afraid that she had just left and went to Tsinghua Palace.

Qingyan walked to Shen Zitian and pretended to be ignorant. "Qingyan didn't know that Your Majesty's carriage was here. Qingyan just went to the palace with Bai Lian to get to know the environment inside the palace. How could Your Majesty come to Zhuxing Palace today?"

After hearing Chu Qingyan's words, Shen Zitian breathed a sigh of relief. He couldn't help but smile and lowered his eyes. He happened to see her hands that were frozen red.

Shen Zitiantan stood up and snatched her hand and made a few mistakes.

Chu Qingyan subconsciously retracted his hand, "Qingyan heard that His Majesty has been busy with official duties recently, and even heard that even some disputes between the vassal states have to handle them in person..." Qingyan paused a little here.

She looked at him, "Maybe Your Majesty can hand over these matters to Your Highness Mu Chen. Recently, Your Highness is very idle. He has lived the life of the Supreme Emperor with his talent. If you let Your Highness handle some state affairs, you can share some sorrow for Your Majesty. Does Your Majesty think Qingyan is right?"

Chu Qingyan said this and it sounded like she was sharing worries for Shen Zitian. In fact, she still wanted to divide some things from Shen Zitian and let Shen Muchen take responsibility.

Chu Qingyan knew very well that Shen Zitian had not allowed Mu Chen to manage state affairs these days, and claimed to be Shen Mu Chen recovering from his injuries, but in fact he simply wanted to make Shen Mu Chen an idle person who could not threaten him.

It is not unreasonable to be born in distress and die in happiness, and this principle is particularly prominent in this palace.
Chapter completed!