Father, Mother Escape Again!

Chapter 7

Edited by: Yzrahc (ง ͡ʘ ͜ʖ ͡ʘ)ง (squinty: lol poor yz looks dead)

In Chinese culture, sneezing means someone is gossiping about you.

At dawn, the vociferous chirping of birds roused a certain ex-insomniac.

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A hand feebly reached through the gorgeous crimson curtains. The formerly fair arm was now a spectacular pallor.

"That dastard!" Xia Yuqing's voice issued from the curtains as she propped herself up tenderly. Her expression was dark. S.O.B., even if it was wrong of me to expose his affair with Gorgeous Tutor, it doesn't give him the right to bully me like that!

Xia Yuqing thanked a certain seme who'd run off in the morning with a mental middle finger.

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In the imperial study, he who had been thanked felt his nose itch and had to sneeze.

"What is it? Did you exert yourself too much yesterday and caught a cold?" Yan Ran raised his head from his documents and taunted.

"Perhaps someone was thinking of me," Feng Tingye drawled, glancing sideways at Yan Ran.

Feng Tingye looked like the cat that got the cream. It creeped out Yan Ran to the point of getting goosebumps. He laid his hand on the taciturn Leng Ruofeng's shoulder and asked, "Ruofeng, don't you think married men are terrifying?"

Leng Ruofeng coldly dusted off the offending hand. "Not as much as you," he said impassively.

"Me, terrifying? How am I terrifying? You're breaking my heart here, Ruofeng." Yan Ran immediately clasped his bosom heartbrokenly. Leng Ruofeng shuddered.

"Stop fooling around, you miscreant." Feng Tingye smacked Yan Ran on the head with a sheaf of papers. "If you have time to goof around, then why don't you think of a solution? Zitang is returning." He reminded him.

"That brat's coming back? Yan Ran froze. He sneaked a glance at Feng Tingye.

Feng Tingye smiled. He patted Yan Ran's shoulder, apparently sympathetic. "Yes, that brat."

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"Milady, you've awakened." Hearing some movements, Cui'er was in the room before Xia Yuqing set her foot down. "Are you alright, milady? Let me help you wash up."

The ordinarily thick-skinned Xia Yuqing colored at this. "I'll do it myself."

"Can you even get up, milady? Just let me do it." Cui'er chuckled.

Xia Yuqing's face burned hotter, but she didn't refuse. She didn't have the strength to get ready by herself.

Xia Yuqing's color was much improved after the currying. She simmered, supporting her nearly bisected pelvis.

"Cui'er, let me ask you something."

"Go ahead, milady."

"Are outsiders permitted to stay in the palace?"

"Why do you ask? Per court etiquette, outsiders cannot stay and may only remain in the palace till 9 to 11 pm."

Xia Yuqing narrowed her eyes. No wonder he'd have to vent if Gorgeous Tutor couldn't stay.