Yan'er's eyes were a little hot as she looked at this scene. She couldn't help but step forward quickly and bowed her head.

"My son is to pay tribute to his mother and queen...the father."

The word "Father" in it was very soft, so light that only Caicai, who was kneeling beside him, could hear it.

Yun Dai took two steps forward, stopped again, looked back at Zhao Yuanjing, and gave him his hand.

If she wasn't afraid of causing unnecessary trouble, she really didn't want Zhao Yuanjing to wear a mask and come back here as a man in North Qi.

He was once the master of this palace and the world.

Now, even my own son’s kneeling and greetings cannot be accepted openly.

She wanted to lead him over to let him face his son together.

Zhao Yuanjing's face hidden under the mask showed a faint smile, thinking that she was a waste of time. With his current nature, would he still care about any outsider's thoughts?

But he always followed her everything, and when he saw her reaching out his hand, he held it with the flow.

They stood in front of Yan'er and Caicai.

Yun Dai smiled and said, "Get up."

Yan'er stood up, looked at her mother, and then looked at her father next to her.

One of them wore a veil and the other covered a mask, and they couldn't see their faces clearly.

Yan'er sighed in her heart, but smiled, "My mother will definitely be tired when she comes back from afar. Let's go back to Fengyi Palace to rest and change her clothes, and her son will soon go over to serve."

"good."

In order to catch up with Qian'er's wedding, Yun Dai has been working day and night for the past half month. Yun Dai has not taken a good bath for two days. The weather is hot and she is really sticky and uncomfortable.

Baoxing and Qingyi have arranged everything such as hot water.

As soon as she returned to Fengyi Palace, she could immediately take off her clothes and sit in hot water that smells of roses to relieve her fatigue for days.

As for Zhao Yuanjing, he had to protect him to serve him.

Yun Dai leaned against the wooden barrel, smelling the familiar fragrance of roses at the end of her nose. She was drowsy when she felt a pair of gentle hands brushing her hair and pressing her fingertips on her forehead.

"Zhao Yuanjing." Yun Dai closed her eyes and murmured.

The couple's tacit understanding for many years made her know that it was him without having to open her eyes.

Zhao Yuanjing gently pressed her eyebrows and temples with his fingers, and said softly: "Are you tired?"

"I'm not tired, I'm a little sleepy."

"You can't sleep here even if you sleep, as it's easy to catch a cold." Zhao Yuanjing reached out and touched the hot water in the bucket, "It's time to cool down later, let Qingyiji add water to you."

"Qingyi will never forget this kind of thing."

"Yes, Qingyi has always been meticulous and appropriate." Zhao Yuanjing smiled, "Speaking of this, Qingyi has been with you for many years, and she is not young anymore. What were you planning?"

Yun Dai opened his eyes, looked at him from bottom to top, and smiled and said, "Are you afraid that I will die in front of Qingyi?"

"What are you saying?" Zhao Yuanjing reached into the water and pinched her somewhere, "I know I didn't mean that."

Yun Dai smiled and avoided his hands, sat upright, washed his hair with pancreas, and said, "Why don't you ask Baoxing?"

"Baoxing is his father-in-law. No matter what happens in the future, he will be able to retire in the palace."

"It's not necessarily that Yan'er wouldn't allow the elderly Qingyi to retire in the palace?"

"Qingyi and Baoxing are different after all."

"I know what you mean." Yun Dai stretched out his hand, "Give me the scarf."

"Turn around, I'll wipe your head."
Chapter completed!