Half an hour later, Xiao Hen finished his conversation with Marquis Xuanping and the other three, and returned with Shangguan Qing to the Princess Residence.
Shangguan Qing yawned and waved at Xiao Hen, "I'm so tired, I'm going to sleep first. You should rest early too."
"Got it," Xiao Hen said to him.
Shangguan Qing swaggered off, holding his new rifle with pride.
Xiao Hen watched his gait, so similar to his own father's, and shook his head with amusement.
When he entered the room, he immediately saw the little first aid kit on the table.
He smiled slightly, walked over, and gently tapped it with his long jade-like fingers.
...
At dawn, Gu Jiao slowly woke up, feeling a gaze fixed on her that she couldn't ignore.
When she opened her eyes, she saw little Jingkong leaning against the bedside.
Little Jingkong's eyes were full of concentration, and it was unclear how long he had been there. As soon as he noticed she was awake, his entire little face lit up.
