Firewood Room Conversation

Yi Qing felt that everything was under his control.

But Xiao Bao did not reply, silently looking down at the straw at his feet.

"Xiao Bao?" Yi Qing nudged him with his elbow, "Say something! You can't be helpless, right? "

She didn't think so. Xiao Bao and the Emperor had such a good relationship, how could he not be familiar with the Imperial Palace?

If it really didn't work out, then he himself would be able to charge out.

However, Xiao Bao replied in a low voice: "I can't do anything about it."

Yi Qing felt that he had lied.

Because he didn't even dare look into her eyes, and he seemed to be in a very bad mood?

However, Yi Qing knew that he was stubborn. He was determined not to cooperate, and he had no other choice.

Thus, she also fell silent.

"Achoo —" She sneezed from the cold and wrapped her arms around herself, almost curled into a ball.

Xiao Fei silently took off his outer robe and covered her with it.