Chapter 931
Qingyan walked into the bathroom, after washing, she put on her pajamas and lay down on the bed.

A person's night, tossing and turning, sleepless, longing sick.

Qingyan picked up her phone countless times, turned on the screen, stared blankly at Zhan Linghan's profile picture, then turned off the screen again, trying her best to fall asleep.

In the end, she didn't know when she fell asleep drowsily.

She ate alone, slept alone, read alone, and cleaned alone.

Although sometimes, Yi Xinglian and Yi Xinghe would come to her home to accompany her.

She would go to Su's house to find Su Muer to pass the time, and would call Luo Yiyi to ask how she was doing recently.

But when it was late at night, I turned off the light, lay down on the bed, curled up, as if shrinking myself into a core, wrapped in a cocoon.

When it was time to sleep, loneliness struck her, making it hard for her to resist.

She missed Zhan Linghan very much, but after returning from Sistine, Zhan Linghan never contacted her again.

Several times, Qingyan had the urge to call and send messages to Zhan Linghan, but in the end, she didn't have the courage to do such a thing.

She has abandoned Zhan Linghan, how can she contact Zhan Linghan while licking her face, she is really shameful like this!
In this way, several days passed...

Sistine, the palace at three o'clock in the afternoon:
"Young Master Zhan, Young Master Zhan?" Arthur called Zhan Linghan a few times before Zhan Linghan came back to his senses.

"what happened?"

Arthur smiled and said, "You're distracted."

"Well, I've been a little tired recently." Zhan Ling said coldly.

In the past few days, Zhan Linghan has been trying to supplement Sistine's political knowledge. He only sleeps five hours a day, and the rest of the time is spent reading or listening to lectures given by ministers.

Yulia did not recover her memory, and many political documents were sent to Zhan Linghan. He had to memorize all the laws of Sistine before he could process the documents in his hand.

Arthur and several old ministers are assisting Zhan Linghan. Every day, they can feel Zhan Linghan's rapid progress. Arthur believes that in three months, Zhan Linghan will be qualified to be the prince. Sting is more than capable in politics.

"Young Master Zhan, let's take a rest first." Arthur also knew that Zhan Linghan had been working hard these past few days.

"No, just keep talking. I've listened to what you just explained." Zhan Linghan didn't want to rest. Once he rested, he would start thinking wildly.

It's like in the middle of the night, lying on the bed and closing your eyes, your mind and heart are full of embarrassment...

A few days ago, Yulia gave him a plane ticket to S City in China, but Zhan Linghan didn't leave for the airport.

He chose to stay and help his amnesiac mother.

Arthur discussed another legislative bill with Zhan Linghan. After discussing for more than an hour, Arthur's mouth was dry. In the later stage, Arthur's brain couldn't keep up with the operation of Zhan Linghan's brain.

Finally, Arthur offered to take a break, without which his brain would shut down.

"Go out and rest, I'll look at the documents for a while."

Arthur nodded gratefully to Zhan Linghan, and went out to rest, which meant that he could drink tea, eat some snacks, and relax for a while.

"Then I'll go out first, Mr. Zhan, don't be too tired, and take a rest." Arthur got up, bowed to Zhan Linghan, and then he retreated.

After Arthur left, Zhan Linghan was looking at the documents. The wide desk was covered with various legal books and political documents.

The light gradually weakened, Zhan Linghan stared at the Sistine text on the document, and suddenly felt that his vision became blurred...

(End of this chapter)

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