After Huang Xiao told Zhao Yuankan, Tong Jiuyang, and Min Yijiang about the situation in Khitan, he did not linger in the study.
What came next was Tong Jiuyang and the others' business. Huang Xiao naturally would not concern himself with how they deployed their troops and generals.
If nothing can be done about Dali, I can only let Duan Ying stay safely in Great Song. At the very least, I have to preserve his life. If all else fails, he can go to the Heavenly Demon Sect, Huang Xiao thought after leaving the Imperial Study.
Time to go see them! At the thought of Zhao Xin'er and Zhao Yunhui, a faint smile involuntarily appeared on Huang Xiao's face.
As he reached the entrance to their residence, he heard several palace maids calling loudly, "The Prince Consort is here!"
Huang Xiao shook his head with a wry chuckle, but he did not blame the maids for their lack of decorum. Mainly, Zhao Yunhui and Zhao Xin'er treated their servants very leniently, so the palace maids and eunuchs here did not tremble with apprehension as those elsewhere did.
The moment Huang Xiao stepped into the room, two wafts of fragrance swept toward him, and two graceful figures threw themselves into his arms.
"It's only been a few days," Huang Xiao hurriedly said.
Zhao Yunhui and Zhao Xin'er each clung tightly to one of Huang Xiao's arms and pulled him toward the inner room.
"And you have the nerve to say that! Was there a single day my sister and I weren't worried about you?" Zhao Yunhui said crossly.
"Exactly. Khitan isn't Great Song," Zhao Xin'er added.
Seeing the two princesses acting so coquettishly, the nearby palace maids covered their mouths and giggled. A blush rose on Zhao Yunhui's face, and she