The boy was a little surprised, and he was stunned for a moment, and swept around the box with his big black eyes, before reaching out and grabbing one of the pastries with his little paws. He was not in a hurry to eat the pastry in his hand, but looked at the delicate "peach blossom" in his hand for a while, and then held it in the palm of his hand and chewed it slowly.

The boy came all the way from Guangyuan Mansion, heard that the peach blossoms in Taowu Town were blooming vigorously, a master and a servant hurried to come with interest, originally thought of going to the town's restaurant to have a meal and then go to the mountains to enjoy the peach blossoms, but did not expect that the meal was not eaten and would be in trouble, and left angrily and encountered a sudden change in the weather, which was simply not smooth to the extreme.

Cheng Qiao's pastries were brought to her by Huzi from the back kitchen before leaving Taoyuan Restaurant, after all, the owner made a special trip from Zhuangzi but returned disappointed, these are considered to be compensation for them to keep them to fill their stomachs on the road, but they are all fed into the boy's stomach at this time.

After eating a few pastries, the boy took out a handkerchief to wipe his mouth and asked Cheng Qiao, "Aren't you hungry?"

"My house is in front, wait until I get home and eat. Cheng Qiao replied with a smile.

The boy felt that the pockmarks on the ugly eight's face were not so ugly against the backdrop of this smile, and lowered his head and whispered, "I called you ugly eightfold before...... I'm sorry. ”

Cheng Qiao didn't expect that the little fresh meat in front of him would be the first to apologize to her, she was stunned for a moment, and then her eyebrows and eyes bent: "I also want to apologize to you, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have touched your face." As he spoke, he boldly touched the purple part of the other party's face, "Does it hurt?"

The boy didn't expect her to make a sudden move, and turned his head slightly to the side, looking rather unnatural. The place where he was touched just now was a little hot, and he raised his hand to cover his face and replied, "It hurt when you pulled it, but it doesn't hurt now." ”

Hearing this, Cheng Qiao leaned his little head closer and took a closer look, and then nodded: "Well, it's a little swollen, I'll find you some medicine to rub it when I go to my house to take shelter from the rain." ”

The originally dim and silent atmosphere in the carriage was thus broken, and the two of them said this, and soon heard the coachman shouting outside: "I'm home." ”

As soon as Cheng Qiao got off the carriage, there was another roar of thunder, and the lightning crackled across the sky, tearing the dark sky with teeth and claws. The raindrops, which had been falling intermittently before, were now pouring down like a pot.

"Run!" Cheng Qiao shouted while holding the boy's hand and running under the eaves of his house, looking at the hazy rain curtain and sighing, "It's good to be home." ”

When Mrs. Cheng learned that her daughter had come back and came out with the servants holding umbrellas, Cheng Qiao immediately jumped under the eaves to her mother's umbrella and shouted, "Mother!"

Mrs. Cheng touched her head: "This day is really about change." Ay...... It's good that you come back safely, so that you don't have to worry about your mother. ”

The boy and his young servant were still standing under the eaves to shelter from the rain, and when they saw Mrs. Cheng, they heard Cheng Qiao shouting to their mother, and knew that the other party was the hostess of the house, so they put on a little adult appearance and arched their hands: "In Zhuxing, Xiaguangyuan, I don't want to encounter heavy rain when I come out to play today, but fortunately I was taken in by the girl from your house, and I am grateful here." ”

Cheng Qiao was amused by his serious little appearance, laughed out loud, beckoned to him, and blinked: "It turns out that your name is Zhu Xing? I'm Cheng Qiao." ”

Mrs. Cheng first glared at her unruly daughter, and then looked in the direction where the boy was standing with a scrutinizing gaze, and after a while, she said, "Little nobleman doesn't have to be polite." It's just that most of the women in the house are dependents, and they can only grieve the guests in the guest room for one night. There was an indescribable deference in his tone.

The boy didn't think about it, waved his hand and replied, "It's fine." ”

When the steward took the master and servant to the guest room to rest, Mrs. Cheng immediately instructed the kitchen to prepare wine and good food, and must not let the other party feel neglected. Cheng Qiao followed her mother, looking at her mother's cautious and cautious appearance as if she was facing a great enemy, as well as her respectful and polite attitude when talking to Zhu Xing, she felt inexplicable, and she didn't understand why her mother, who seemed to be extremely shrewd, attached so much importance to a little boy, wasn't it just to borrow a place to shelter from the rain, was it necessary to work so hard?

Mrs. Cheng couldn't see the surprise in her daughter's eyes, and when she finished telling the matter, she checked out of the room, and then pulled her daughter to sit in front of the bed and whispered to her, "Did you see the servant behind Zhu Xing?"

Cheng Qiao nodded, and the other party had been following Xiao Xianrou as a background board to occasionally brush the sense, "What's wrong with him?"

"Silly daughter. Mrs. Cheng patted her on the head, "Didn't you see that he didn't have a white face and didn't need to look feminine?"

In the modern era of demons dancing, neutral style is very popular, this kind of feminine-looking young man is also very popular, Cheng Qiao was preconceived and didn't think much about it, at this time I heard her mother mention it and felt weird, ancient men were beautiful with beards.

"Understand, he's clearly a father-in-law!" Mrs. Cheng reminded her daughter, "Look at the clothes on that Zhu Xing's body, although the colors and styles are very low-key, which is easy to ignore, but those who have seen a little bit of brocade fabric in the world know it, and only the princes and nobles can wear it." ”

"Huh?" Cheng Qiao opened his mouth wide, "So he's still not small?"

Mrs. Cheng quickly gave her the answer: "His surname is Zhu, Zhu is the surname of the country today, and he brought a father-in-law, who must be from the royal ......" After thinking for a while, he then analyzed, "He also said that he is from Guangyuan, and there is only one Xingwang Mansion under the rule of Guangyuan Mansion, I heard that the prince of Xingwang is nine years old this year, and he is the same age......" "Does my mother mean that Zhu Xing is the prince of Xingwang?" Cheng Qiao only felt that it made sense when she heard her mother's words, and couldn't help but stare at him with apricot eyes and blurted out.

Her mother only saw Zhu Xing's master and servant, and after saying a few words, she could analyze the identity of the other party, and she was stupid to get along with the other party for so long and didn't notice anything, this feeling of being completely crushed by IQ was quite a blow to her, covering her face with her hands, and complaining in her heart: Woo woo woo ...... It turns out that I am also a smart and hard! Where is the aura of the protagonist who said that a good crossing girl can impress the ancients by moving her fingers and stomping her feet?

"Do you know now?" her mother touched her little head again, and instructed earnestly, "You can meet the prince of Xingwang shows that you have fate, but don't offend him." ”

Cheng Qiao raised his head suddenly, opened his mouth and didn't make a sound, and after a while, he reluctantly pulled the corners of his mouth and asked weakly: "Mother, what if I have already offended?" and then told all the things about how they met.

Mrs. Cheng heard her say that when she was fighting with the prince of Xingwang at the door of her restaurant, her body was crooked and passed out directly, and she was helped up by Cheng Qiao, and when she heard that her daughter met each other on the road again, and turned enemies into friends with him in the carriage, she breathed a sigh of relief, patted her chest, and said angrily: "I almost didn't scare my mother to death!"

After taking a breath, he confessed again: "Zhu Xing is only afraid that he is a pseudonym, since the prince is incognito, we don't have to expose him, pretend not to know in front of him, just be normal!"

"Got it, mother. Cheng Qiao responded, threw herself into her mother's arms, and continued to be coquettish: "Mother, the matter of sending medicine to Zhu Xing ......"

"You!" Mrs. Cheng stretched out her hand and nodded at the center of her eyebrows, "You can't let my mother worry!"