Identity White

When Xiao Hui brought Yi Qing out of the capital, he did not make a sound, but when he returned, he did it in a grandiose manner.

Yi Qing leaned comfortably against the soft pillow on the carriage and used his white fingertips to lift the curtain a small crack to look outside. He looked outside and saw all the officials welcoming him and couldn't help but say to Xiao Fen, "I heard that when Xiao Qinghan died, the ones who drank an extra jug of wine at home were also these people."

So that was it.

Xiao Hui said calmly: "Let them be. "I wonder if Steamed Bun went to the academy today … …"

Yi Qing looked down at his stomach, "There's no younger brother or sister."

Xiao Bu glared at her: "Don't think that I do not know that you are secretly playing tricks on me."

Yi Qing was slightly surprised, "I was up to mischief?"

"You took your medicine." Xiao Bao complained.

"How did you find out?" Yi Qing didn't deny it either.