Chapter 2029 The Profile Is Also Invincible
Even Bao Xing couldn't help laughing when he saw the emperor's escape.
He smiled for a while, and when he saw Grandma Qi looking at him, she quickly straightened her face and stood up straight. Then he tightened the cotton balls stuffed in his ears.
Aunt Qi shook her head and murmured to herself: "Today's slaves are getting worse and worse."
After saying that, she took two small pieces of cloth from the sewing basket, kneaded them into balls, and stuffed them into her ears. She looked apologetically towards the bedroom where King Qin was, and then continued to bask in the sun and do needlework with peace of mind.
So, in this world, there was only the man lying on the bed, forced to accept the sound of Yun Dai's piano.
After playing the song intermittently, Yun Dai took back her hand and boasted: "You played it really well."
Unfortunately, there was no audience and no applause.
Yun Dai suddenly understood a little bit about those artists who loved the stage and couldn't live without it.
How lonely it feels when you have something that you are proud of but cannot be appreciated by others.
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Bao Xing stood guard at the door and saw the Queen standing up from the corner of his eye. He couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief, took out the cotton balls from his ears, and then ran in diligently and said, "Your Majesty, please rest while I move the piano away." "
Yun Dai picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea, then looked inside through the screen.
The screen is made of jade, and you can only vaguely see what's going on inside.
She drank tea for a while and asked Baoxing to refill her water.
After Baoxing went out, she stood up and walked around the room, and finally walked around the screen and came to King Qin's bed.
King Qin was sleeping peacefully, his hair was spread out, and his long black hair was spread around his body, making him, who was usually stern and serious, look much younger and gentler.
Yun Dai remembered that King Qin was six years older than Zhao Yuanjing. Now Zhao Yuanjing was twenty-five, so King Qin was thirty-one.
Even Yan'er is seven years old.
Counting the time, it is also her seventh year here.
Yun Dai bent over and squatted beside the bed, propped up her chin, and looked at King Qin's face.
Smooth and fair skin, long eyelashes, straight nose, and thin lip line.
He looks handsome from the front, and his profile is invincible.
He is clearly the mature version of Zhao Yuanjing.
Yun Dai stared blankly for a long time and murmured to herself: "When did you wake up? You haven't slept enough after sleeping for half a year? It's such a waste of time for a person like you to just lie down like this."
"Did you know that after Jiu Li learned about Ji Wenyuan and Zhuang Yunshu's miscarriage, he ignited hatred for the Great Zhou Dynasty and wreaked havoc in Saibei, killing tens of thousands of people. It is impossible not to fight."
"It's not good not to deal with the Jiuli tribe, but it's not good to fight."
"what are you thinking?"
Yun Dai muttered to herself for a long time, and sighed as she watched the other party sleeping peacefully.
She thought of King Qin's majestic appearance wearing armor and sitting on a horse, and then looked at the quiet, gentle but somewhat pale look of the man lying on the bed, and she felt very sad.
King Qin shouldn't be like this.
She hesitated, stretched out her fingers, and carefully touched King Qin's cheek.
It's lukewarm.
There are no injuries anywhere, everything is fine, why can't I wake up?
Even Ji Tangtang, the leader of the Jiuli clan, was helpless.
Yun Dai thought for a while, took out the jade pendant amulet from her purse, put it on him, and said, "This is the amulet you gave me. I will give it to you again. I hope this amulet can protect you from waking up soon."