Chapter 68

In the Qingge Hall, Xiao Xixi sat cross-legged on a soft cushion, her right hand propping up her cheek, her eyelids gradually drooping.

Baoqin stood at the door, stretching her neck to look outside, muttering softly.

"Prince, why hasn't he come yet? Could something have delayed him?"

She waited for a while but still didn't see the Prince's carriage.

She turned to look at Xiao Liangdi, only to see that her eyelids were already completely closed.

This mistress was actually dozing off!

It was already dark, and the Prince hadn't shown up. Not only was her mistress not worried, but she could even fall asleep?

What a big heart she has!

Baoqin walked over with a pained expression, fuming as she waited for her mistress to sleep soundly. She really wanted to wake her up, but in the end, she couldn't bring herself to do it and turned away, still fuming.

A moment later, Baoqin returned, holding a blanket.

She gently covered Xiao Liangdi with the blanket.

Although it was late summer and the temperature wasn't low, it was still a bit cool at night. It wouldn't be good if she caught a cold.

Xiao Xixi's eyelashes trembled.

She opened her eyes, sat up a bit straighter, her mind still half-asleep.

It took her a while to realize where she was.

She rubbed her eyes and asked in a muffled voice, "What time is it now?"

Baoqin replied, "It's already the hour of Xu (7 PM)."

"Oh, it's already seven o'clock..."

Baoqin was full of questions: "What do you mean?"

"Nothing," Xiao Xixi covered her small belly, leaning on the table like a melted ice cream, "I'm so hungry, when can we have dinner?"

Baoqin was very concerned and gently comforted her, "Wait a bit longer, the Prince should be coming soon."

Xiao Xixi grumbled, "The Prince didn't say he would come to Qingge Hall tonight. What if he doesn't come?"

"He probably will. The Prince has been staying at our Qingge Hall these past few days and has been having dinner here. He should come tonight, maybe something has delayed him. Should I send someone to find out?"

Xiao Xixi, who was extremely hungry, said weakly, "Go quickly and come back quickly."

"Alright."

Baoqin turned and walked out, calling a clever little eunuch.

"Qingsong, go and find out where the Prince is and if he will come to Qingge Hall tonight."

Qingsong readily agreed and ran out of Qingge Hall like a streak of smoke.

He hadn't gone far when he saw the Prince's carriage. Just as he was about to go and greet him, he suddenly heard a woman's singing from not far away.

He couldn't help but pause.

Not only Qingsong, but also Lu Qinghan, who was not far away, heard the singing.

The melody was gentle and graceful, and the lyrics were not the usual refined language of Shengjing, but the dialect of Chenliu County, sounding soft and delicate, with a unique gentle rhythm.

Lu Qinghan couldn't help but be captivated.

When his mother was still alive, he had heard her sing such a tune.

At that time, he was too young to remember the lyrics, only vaguely remembering the melody.

Since his mother's death, he had never heard such a tune again.

Thinking of his deceased mother, Lu Qinghan was overwhelmed with thoughts. He got off the carriage and slowly walked in the direction of the singing.

Qingsong, seeing this from a distance, inwardly called it a bad omen. This must be some fox spirit deliberately singing to seduce the Prince.

Judging by the Prince's appearance, he was probably hooked.

After much hesitation, Qingsong decided to secretly follow and see who the fox spirit was.