Rebirth: Charming Qingluo

I've got me.

Inside, Zheng Qingluo was a young lady who was already old and already engaged to be married. With Luo Qingqi's current gaze, she more or less understood what was going on.

It was because of this that she felt scared. After all, her current body was only that of a thirteen year old girl. There were some things that she absolutely could not do.

"Luo Qingqi, are you hungry? "I'm hungry. In the evening, I had the cook stew beef, made from the most tender veal, and added some white radishes, drinking beef soup in the winter, and eating some more beef. It's best for the body, we need to clean up and eat more."

Afraid that he would continue to move, Zheng Qingluo patiently said something else to him, hoping to distract her attention. She then reached out with her small hand and gently caressed Luo Qingqi's face, allowing him to feel the information from the outside world, so that he could wake up from this confused state.

Actually, when Zheng Qingluo asked him to let go of her, Luo Qingqi had already woken up from the atmosphere. After all, Qingluo was still a child.

However, the sudden palpitation from earlier made him embarrassed. He immediately admitted to Qingluo that he had an ulterior motive, so he could only pretend that his emotions had yet to subside.

However, he never would have thought that Zheng Qingluo's response would be to clearly understand his previous throbbing. This made him feel a trace of inexplicable surprise and joy in her heart.

Would Qing Luo know that he wanted her? Would she understand the impulse he had just felt for her? This thirteen-year-old young lady would always surprise him.

"Qing Wen, I'm really hungry. Can you let Mo Li set the table for us?" Seeing that Luo Qingqi was still hugging his and not letting his go, Zheng Qingluo could only work hard again. With such a serious and panicked little appearance, Luo Qingqi couldn't help but laugh.

This little girl, really made my heart beat, but when he smiled like that, it made Zheng Qingluo smile in a strange manner. What exactly was the situation right now?

"I'm hungry too. Let Mo Li set the table." Seeing the little girl staring at him blankly, Luo Qingqi forced a laugh, "Are you messing with me?" Zheng Qingluo didn't want to do it.

She was afraid that Yue Yang would change his mind and do something to her, but who would have thought that Yue Yang was pretending? He was simply bullying her, Zheng Qingluo tried her best to crawl out from Luo Qingqi's embrace.

"No, no, I'm not messing with you." Feeling the person in his embrace struggling intensely, Luo Qingqi hugged her tighter, telling her not to move recklessly, if she moved again, he might really not be able to hold on.

It would be too embarrassing if he was found out. "Stay here for a while. Don't move. I'll just hold you for a while. Really. Qingluo, I'll hug you for a while."

These pleading-like words made Zheng Qingluo give up struggling and obediently lie in his arms. What was wrong with him? Did he miss his mufei? Yes, it must be.

Luo Qingqi had lost his mother's embrace since he was young. Although the emperor and empress dowager liked him a lot, they would never be like the mufei, hugging him and giving him warmth.

Thinking about it this way, Zheng Qingluo's previous thoughts had all been scattered. She was very sure that what she was thinking right now was definitely her own thoughts, Luo Qingqi was not a person who went back on her words.

Zheng Qingluo was sure of this point. Since he had promised the madame that she would wait until she was old enough, he definitely wouldn't do something that would go against her oath.

His actions just now, must have been because of something else. To be able to make him lose control like that, right now, it seemed that only the Grand matriarch could do so.

"Luo Qingqi, don't be sad, I'm here." Zheng Qingluo did not struggle anymore, and stayed in Luo Qingqi's embrace obediently. She even reached out her hands and wrapped them around Luo Qingqi's waist, trying to make him feel closer to her. However, Luo Qingqi did not understand what Qingluo was saying.

Although Grand matriarch cannot meet with you often, she must be thinking about you. Only if you are well can Grand matriarch feel more at ease.

So it turns out that Qingluo thought that because she missed her mother, she started to hug her like this. Then, wasn't her initial palpitations a bit too much of a beast?

Such a little girl actually wanted to comfort her and comfort her. But the girl who was so painful to him had actually become his wangfei. How lucky must he be to be able to hug her, love her, and let her sleep in his arms.

"Clearing your groin," Being called like this by Qingluo, Luo Qingqi's heart softened, "Back then you were still so young, you wouldn't fight with them for the throne or the storage. Why can't they let you go?"

Zheng Qingluo truly could not understand. At that time, Luo Qingqi was only a six or seven year old child, who could he be a threat to?

"Of course they want it to end once and for all. Since they are all sons of the late emperor, who knows who will be able to walk to the end? They want to finish off the newly ascended emperor and sit on their own.

"At that time, who can say that we won't pull them off the Dragon Throne? They want to eliminate all the hidden dangers in the bud, so naturally, I won't be able to escape the doom."

This thought made Zheng Qingluo feel very magical. How narcissistic was she? She was nothing. She was still fantasizing about being pulled off the dragon throne and how they would be able to sit on it.

"They really have good eyes. How could they be so sure that they could sit in that chair? "And now, how are they?" Luo Qingqi laughed, that's right, what about them now?

His own little wangfei was indeed smart. Those whimsical princes, they were all gone now. They could already see the results from seeing the emperor calmly sitting on the Dragon Throne in the Heartbreak Palace.

He didn't have to get up too early to go back to the palace. He didn't have to be as complicated as he had been when he entered the palace. He couldn't stand the nervousness of Mo Li and Mo Ju so he prepared some water, towels and other things for washing up early in the morning and waited in the outer room.

Although her voice was as soft as possible, it didn't stop the sound from entering the room. Zheng Qingluo could only climb up with an order, but there was no one by her side. She felt it was a bit strange.

She reached out her hand to feel it. It wasn't warm under the blanket, so she should have been up for a long time. Zheng Qingluo thought she woke up late and quickly started to put on her clothes.

When he heard a voice in the inner room, he asked quickly, "Three, oh, Princess, are you up?"

Mo Li patted his mouth. Didn't he change his speech quite smoothly yesterday? Why did he call him back today?

"Yes, I'm up." Zheng Qingluo responded from inside, then Mo Meng brought Mo Ju, Mo Fu, Mo Liu and a few others into the inner room, "Am I up late? Why didn't you call me earlier?" There was a hint of urgency in Zheng Qingluo's voice.

"Princess, it's not too late. There's still time, please wash up first. I'll prepare clothes for you and have Mo Ju prepare a meal. You'll be fine in a moment. You don't have to worry." Naturally, Mo Li had already made all these arrangements, without showing any signs of panic.

"You didn't get up late?" "Then where did Prince go up?" Zheng Qingluo thought that the Seventh Prince could not wait for her. She had already put on her clothes and went to the front yard, and it was only the third day after they entered, if the people in the courtyard found out that the Princess was lazy, it would be really ugly.

"The prince has gone off to practice martial arts. He got up at the Yin hour (4 AM). It's not yet time yet (7 AM), so it won't be too late. The prince should be back soon. Don't worry, wangfei."

"What, did the wangfei miss you when I just left a while ago?" Just as Mo Li finished speaking, Seventh Prince Luo Qingqi walked in with big steps. He was only wearing a short jacket.

Her face was covered in sweat, especially her forehead and temples. Zheng Qingluo jumped in fright, "Look at her body covered in sweat, quickly go wash. It's still cold. Your highness should pay attention to your body, don't freeze anymore."

When Zheng Qingluo saw Seventh Prince enter with a body drenched in sweat, she threw the matter of being teased to the back of her mind. She quickly came over and held the Prince's hand.

"Go, get someone to prepare some hot water. Tell them that the prince wants to take a bath." Zheng Qingluo turned around and gestured to Mo Li, "Yes, your servant will send the order." Mo Li twisted his body, but was stopped by the prince.

"There's no need to call anyone. The water has already been prepared, and you can also blame me for not telling my wife. Your husband and I have to train for a while every morning, so I have prepared the water in the morning."

Ready for water? Didn't that mean that someone had already entered the room while she was still sleeping? Thinking of this, Zheng Qingluo's face turned red.

Mo Li was a bit indignant. He had been waiting outside for the princess to get out of bed, yet no one had dared to come into the inner room. In the end, someone had already gotten in first.

"Don't be embarrassed, they are all servants. They have served me for many years already, so they won't disturb you." Seeing Qingluo's face turn red, how could Luo Qingqi not know what she was doing.

He gently put a hand on her waist to signal her not to mind and then walked towards the cubicle. When he was alone, Qingluo glared at him hatefully. Although she knew that his glare was unpleasant, Qingluo couldn't help it.

"Princess, let's wash our faces first. Although there's still time, we can't afford to delay it." Mo Li signalled to the princess, and only then did Qingluo remember that she had important business to attend to today and had no time to bother with that man.

He unwillingly withdrew his gaze and let Mo Liu roll up his sleeves to wash her hair. When Mo Liu had helped her comb her hair, and Seventh Prince came out of the cubicle with her drenched hair, Zheng Qingluo was truly helpless.

"Your highness, you don't know how uncomfortable it would be if you were to wipe your hair, causing the water on it to flow down and wet the undergarment."