She knew Ye Jiangxue's nature well. She was happy that someone was helping her handle the memorial. She would not blame him at all. As long as there were no major problems with the memorial, she was also confident in herself.

She, Ye Zuibi, Yan Nian and Yan Junqing often help Ye Jiangxue deal with these things, but more often, they still urge Ye Jiangxue to deal with them. But now Ye Zuibi was stabbed by Feng Du, and the wound on his shoulder

Before the injury healed, Yan Junqing fell ill again. Yan Nian asked Meng Xian to treat Yan Junqing, while Ye Jiangxue was also taking care of Yan Junqing. She was not in good spirits, and Biyun felt a little uncomfortable in her heart.

Did she once do that for one person...

The memory that she had wanted to erase seemed to have been born in the depths of her mind, and she couldn't get rid of it.

It's just that... Your Majesty and the Prime Minister are both so sincere and love so deeply. The one who is not like her is not worthy.

"Biyun, it would be great if you could help me deal with the rest!" Sure enough, that's what Ye Jiangxue said, which made Biyun roll her eyes helplessly. Her Majesty, you are really reliable at all times.

Can't get up.

"These books must be read by His Majesty himself." Biyun said seriously, and Ye Jiangxue could only helplessly open the memorial, glanced at it briefly, then stamped it with a seal, and wrote casually.

A few words of criticism.

"Okay... take it away quickly." Ye Jiangxue waved her hand helplessly. Biyun took the things away, but seemed to want to say something else, but Ye Jiangxue didn't say anything at this moment.

She had no energy to listen, and no longer thought about going out for some fresh air. Ye Jiangxue just closed the door to her room just like she did when she took the basin back from the palace maid's hand.

She walked back to the stuffy room. In fact, the room was not stuffy at all. She had opened the side windows just now for ventilation, but after all, there were several stoves burning there, and the wind was still suffocatingly hot.

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In Little Baozi's palace, it was as usual. The sun was rising slightly. Sang Qiqi brought warm water as usual, prepared tea and towels, and went to the palace to wake up Little Baozi who was still sleeping.

"Your Highness Princess...it's time to get up." Little Baozi is still a child after all. He was still sleepy after being woken up. Sang Qiqi picked up Little Baozi from the bed and patted Little Baozi's back.

Baozi was willing to sit up on his own, kicking his little feet around on the bed to act coquettishly towards Sang Qiqi.

"Your Highness, the eldest princess, we have to start washing up now." Sang Qiqi picked up the towel, wet it and wrung it out, and gently wiped it on the little bun's tender face. At this time, the little bun finally woke up and began to accept Sang Qiqi's face with a smile.

He was very cooperative and took the initiative to put his face over, and said the not standard pronunciation of "wash" in his mouth, which made Sang Qiqi laugh all the time.

After washing Little Baozi's face and gargling his mouth with tea, Sang Qiqi raised his hand. Little Baozi happened to see the little snake in Sang Qiqi's sleeves, and stretched out his two little hands towards the little snake.

"Your Highness, Princess, are you thinking about the little snake?" Sang Qiqi guessed as she saw the little bun's eyes widening with watery eyes. She saw the little bun making a sound of "um... um..." and his eyes were purple.

His eyes were shining, and he reluctantly released the little snake from his sleeve and placed it in front of the shining little bun.
Chapter completed!