The obsessive shou moves on

Ch-58

Because of Yun Qingci's words, Prime Minister Yun solemnly composed a memorial and sent it to Li Ying, but at the same time he did not continue to prevent Yun Qingci from getting closer to Li Ying.

Fortunately, Yun Qingci had learned his lessons and did not continue to rush to Li Ying and stick onto him. Every time, it was Li Ying who took the initiative to come to him.

He finally started to care about his face, and the old father's heart calmed down a little.

Yun Qingci never made trouble about going back to the palace and wisely hid his meeting with Li Ying from his family members, so Prime Minister Yun could turn a blind eye to what was going on.

The peach blossoms in the other courtyard bloomed and wilted. In order to spare Li Ying from long trips to the city outskirts, Yun Qingci packed up his things and moved back to the Prime Minister's mansion, which was closer to the Forbidden City.

At nightfall, Li Ying came again.

His face was as pale as ever, but because he could come and share his pillow with Yun Qingci every night, with days full of hope, his spirit was much better than before.

Yun Qingci was sitting in front of the desk to carve a seal, with a few pieces of carved wood beside him. He hadn't done any heavy work in his life and even hadn't held a carving knife much. His movements were quite laborious.

His cuffs were raised, and the wrist of his left hand was so deeply injured that there still was an obvious scar on it.

Yun Qingci was so absorbed in what he was doing that it took Li Ying pulling a chair and sitting down in front of him until he noticed. He immediately put down the carving and said, "Why didn't you make a sound when you came?"

"What are you doing?"

"I want to... make a new sign." Yun Qingci glanced at him. Li Ying's expression remained unchanged as he said softly: "Let me help you."

Li Ying's craftsmanship was naturally better than that of his. Yun Qingci hesitantly handed him the carving knife and subconsciously rubbed his painful hand.

There were two blisters on his fingers, and he blew on them with a bitter expression.

Li Ying glanced at him, temporarily put down the knife and the piece of wood, and ordered someone to bring hot water. He covered his hands with a hot towel for a while and said, "For something like this, it's better to find someone else to do it, you don't know how."

"You can do it, why can't I do it?" Yun Qingci said with a stern face: "I can do it too."

"Your hands aren't made for this kind of thing."

"Then what are my hands for?"

"For looking beautiful?"

Yun Qingci stared at him, saw his playful expression and couldn't stop blushing. He kicked him and snorted: "I want to replace the token you gave me. Aren't you angry?"

"When you named it the Qing Division, I said that it was inappropriate. Ah Ci should have something that belongs to him alone, it's not right to stamp everything with someone else's mark."

"But you are not someone else," Yun Qingci said reflexively. Seeing Li Ying's dark eyes smile, he suddenly blushed even more. He kicked Li Ying heavily and said, "Anyways, you just don't care at all, do you?"

Li Ying hooked his foot around Yun Qingci's, gently pressing the blister on his finger and picking it carefully with a silver needle that had been heated. Before Yun Qingci cried out for pain, he took the hot towel again and held it down, saying, "How can I not care?"