The Regent and His Wife Couldn't Possibly be so Loving.

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His words had a soothing power. Mingyi sipped the medicine and a faint blush appeared on her cheeks.

Tranquilizing ingredients were added to the medicine.

After taking the medicine, Mingyi leaned on Xie Shu's knees, closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

Xie Shu lowered his head and kissed her on the lips, then carried her to the couch, covered her with a blanket, and then opened the door and left.

Marquis Chengfeng was outside the door. When he saw Xie Shu coming out, he hurried forward and said, "Your Highness, over at the military camp outside the capital..."

Chengfeng let out a long sigh. The prince had just been reviewing the troops in the military camp outside the capital. He had just finished reviewing halfway when someone came to tell him that the eldest princess had fainted at the charity sale.

When the messenger reported, he explained that the eldest princess was just overworked and there was nothing serious.

In the end, they came to Da Ci'en Temple.

Xie Shu rubbed his brows lightly: "Let's go, let's go again, we should still be able to deal with the aftermath in time."

Inside the Zen room, Mingyi quietly opened her eyes and watched Xie Shu's figure disappear in front of the door. She raised her hand and touched her lips that still retained Xie Shu's scent, and her cheeks flushed.

She initially thought that Xie Shu came for the "child", but if she was not pregnant, did it mean that Xie Shu came just for her?

She might be very important to Xie Shu.

In the next few days, Mingyi rested and recuperated in the meditation room of Da Ci'en Temple.

The eldest princess was delicate and the regent had instructed before he left that she should not be allowed to work any more, so Liaokong took charge of all the aftermath of the charity sale.

Not only that, Mingyi was also exempted from reciting scriptures every morning.

Mingyi was really bored during the days when he was confined in the Zen room to recuperate. Every day he just sat at the desk in front of the window and wrote and drew.

After recovering from his illness, Mingyi wrote three hundred pages of words with the word "bored" in a few days, and sent them all to Xie Shu, who had been so busy that he had "no news" in recent days.

Mingyi just sent it casually and didn't expect to receive a reply.

But unexpectedly, that night, Xie Shu came to Da Ci'en Temple with his carriage.

When Xie Shu came, Mingyi was leaning on the desk, drowsy. In her drowsy state, she heard Xie Shu say to her in a very gentle voice: "Mingyi, it's time to go back."

Mingyi asked in confusion: "Where to go back to?"

"Yiyuan." he replied.

By the time Mingyi regained consciousness, he and his luggage had already been stuffed into the carriage.

Mingyi leaned on his shoulder: "Aren't you busy? How come you have time to come here today?"

Xie Shu said, "Didn't you send me three hundred pages of 'boring' words? Since you feel bored in the temple, I will take you home."

Are her words really that effective?

Xie Shu added: "Today is indeed very busy. I only have time to take you back to Yi Garden, and then I have to rush to the palace. So..."

Mingyi looked at him: "So what?"

Xie Shu raised his finger and pressed it against her lips, then made a "hush" sound in her ear.