The carriage left Xuancheng for about an hour or so, and Xiaomi, who had been in excitement after changing into women's clothes, finally stopped, and honestly leaned against the window and looked at the scenery outside.

It's about to enter summer, and the weather will be hot, looking at the pomp of Yin Zixuan, the conditions at home are very good, so in summer, ice cubes should be used.

Xiaomi looked out the window at the scenery and began to imagine what the days ahead would be. Although he has already said that he is like a crab there, however, Xiaomi still thinks that when the time comes, depending on the situation, if it doesn't work, it can be low-key, or it is better to be low-key.

Yin Zixuan, who was sitting opposite, was holding a book, and he was reading it at this time. He just didn't expect that there would suddenly be another person beside him, a person who would naturally make him defenseless, and he didn't feel uncomfortable at all.

It's as if this little girl has been with her for many years.

On the way, when the carriage stopped to rest, I watched Millet, dressed in women's clothes, get out of the car and trot into the forest on the side of the road, and the coachman and a few entourages were a little dumbfounded.

When picking up people at the inn, only the coachman followed, and he was curious at this time, obviously the one who got into the car was a boy, how did he become a little girl at this time?

What the entourage knew was that the master had bought a girl on the road. Hey, either it's a trouble to go out and take a woman, look at it, this must be too anxious to do it.

When a man encounters such a thing, it is much simpler, and he can solve the problem by turning his back to avoid people's sight.

After Yin Zixuan watched the little figure disappear into the woods, his eyes involuntarily looked at the package next to him. The girl threw away all the clothes she had changed, leaving only a belt, what was it for?

He was curious, and wanted to reach out and untie the package to see what was going on, but he felt that it was too inappropriate for him to do so, so he could only suppress his curiosity.

It's a bit long, Yin Zixuan looked out of the car window a little worriedly, and saw the little girl walking back with a large bouquet of wildflowers.

Hey, girls are like this, they like flowers and plants. He suddenly felt that because of such a little girl in his life, he had become a little ordinary and real.

"Childe, isn't it good-looking?" When he was about to get to the carriage, Millet raised the bouquet in his hand and asked.

"It's good-looking, do you want someone to find a bottle and plug it in?" Yin Zixuan's response made the jaws of several followers almost fall to the ground.

It's just a wildflower! Also, isn't it a maidservant, why is the master's tone like this?

Millet shook his head and said no, and after getting into the carriage quickly, he slowly started to weave a wreath of folded wildflowers.

"Send you to the outside of the village, there is a sentence to explain, although the flowers are already blooming, don't pick the wildflowers on the roadside. Remember my love, remember my love, remember that I am waiting every day...... If you don't pick white, you don't pick it, who doesn't pick it, and if you pick it, you will pick it in vain. ”

Xu is because of the new beginning of a better life, maybe because of the attitude and tone that Yin Zixuan just responded, which made Xiaomi feel very good, and couldn't help but sing while weaving garlands.

As soon as he sang, Yin Zixuan's eyebrows raised. Her voice was sweet and clear, and the tone was so beautiful that I had never heard it again.

But when he pricked up his ears and listened carefully, his brows couldn't help frowning, this lyrics are such a straightforward love song! A little girl who hasn't grown up yet, how dare she sing such a song?

Even if it's a big girl, she doesn't dare to sing!

But when he heard the three lyrics at the end, which felt like they were repeating, literally but not at all, it was so funny and funny that he couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Does it sound good?" The singer asked, looking up.

"Well, that's good." Yin Zixuan told half the truth, and he couldn't say half of it, and there was no way to say that such a song was not suitable for her age to sing.

There's no way, looking at her innocent big eyes, he just can't bear to make her unhappy. If she likes to sing, she sings it, and she sings it in front of herself.

"It's good, it's good, don't you give it a quack?" Millet said with a grin.

What the? Quack, quack? Yin Zixuan looked at Xiaomi suspiciously, not understanding what it meant.

"It's so stupid, that's it, clapping and clapping, do you understand?" Xiaomi patiently put down the garland in her hand and demonstrated.

Oh, that's what happened, Yin Zixuan suddenly realized, quickly put down the book in his hand, and applauded.

"Xiaomi, what you just sang seems to be a love song." Yin Zixuan thought about it and felt that it was still necessary to go around the bend and click on this girl.

"That's right, it's just a woman, when she sends her lover out, she sings. Remind him not to get out there and mess with the flowers. Xiaomi explained very seriously.

Oh? Turns out she knew! Yin Zixuan was a little speechless, and knocked his head with the book in his hand, thinking of how to continue the conversation; "Then Xiaomi, will you sing something else? I mean, except for love songs. ”

Looking at the man in front of her who looked a little tangled, Xiaomi pondered for a moment, and suddenly seemed to understand, she leaned forward and asked in a low voice; "Are you trying to say that it's not appropriate for me to sing a song like that?"

It's so smart, you can understand it at a point, Yin Zixuan nodded with satisfaction.

"Of course I'll do anything else, or I'll sing to you again?" Xiaomi asked proudly.

Will there be anything else, that dare to be affectionate, in addition to the lyrics, the song just now is actually quite good, Yin Zixuan thought about it and nodded. The heart says that in the future, there will be a blessing in the ears.

Millet sings more than what I used to listen to, when is the bright moon, and the wine is intoxicating and good, I don't know how many times. So he adjusted his sitting position and waited with anticipation.

Millet cleared his throat, and the man stood up; "Under the bridge in front of the door, a flock of ducks swam by, quacking and counting, two, four, six, seven, eight, ......." She sang and slapped her hands and swayed from side to side.

"Ahem, Xiaomi, what kind of song is this?" Yin Zixuan asked with a very tangled expression.

"Is this a children's rhyme, what's the matter, isn't it good?" Xiaomi deliberately pretended to be stupid and asked.

"Ahem, it's good, it's good." Yin Zixuan boasted against his will, and this time he didn't forget the reminder, so he applauded.

"It's good to sound good, by the way, how old is your child? I can teach them to sing nursery rhymes. Millet suddenly remembered and asked.

This topic jumps, isn't the span a bit big? Yin Zixuan muttered in his heart, but he still had to answer her words; "Not yet."

"Oh, by the way, I remembered, big families have rules, the main room is not married into the door, or the main room has not given birth, the concubine can't have children, right?" Xiaomi slapped her face and asked with a sudden realization.

Yin Zixuan suddenly felt that he should read a book, how could he have a common language with her, how could he speak together?

He nodded patiently, looking at Xiaomi with a look of understanding everything, guessing what else she would say next, but fortunately, the little girl continued to weave garlands again.

Yin Zixuan hurriedly continued to move his gaze to the book in his hand, trying not to look at the other side.

When it was almost dark, the group arrived at a small town, and the innkeeper helped the coachman to drive the carriage into the stable, and when the carriage was unloaded, the wreath worn by the horse fell to the ground, and the coachman found it late, and the wreath was gnawed and scattered by the horse.

It shouldn't be fine, the coachman looked at the scattered garland a little apprehensively, and it was a big deal to cut two bundles of wildflowers for her on the side of the road.

Millet followed Yin Zixuan with a package, and when he entered the inn, he heard that there was only one upper room, and there were no other single rooms, but there was still a place on the side of the shop.

"Childe, I'm fine, or I'll go to the stable to sleep, and we'll be fine in the carriage." Seeing Yin Zixuan look back at herself, Xiaomi guessed.

changed back into women's clothes, although the body did not grow, it was not suitable to sleep in the bunk with a group of big men.

"If you don't mind, it's okay to have a room with me, it's a suite." How could Yin Zixuan let his benefactor live in the stable, so he asked her what she wanted, but it was too eye-catching to say that he slept in the bunk and let her live in the room alone.

"The slave maid was originally to serve the son, so what do you mind?" Xiaomi readily agreed. The upper room is a suite, she already knows.

The guy led him to the room, and Xiaomi consciously picked the smaller one in the suite. After asking the guy for needlework scissors, he closed the door, put the package on the bed and untied it, found the belt that had been replaced earlier, and used the scissors to untie the sewn thread.

Take out the silver ticket sewn inside and wrap it in oiled paper, and carefully sew it into the middle of the new belt. As the saying goes, it's good to enjoy the shade with your back against a big tree, and you can find a big backer, and you don't have to spend money on eating, drinking, and wearing for the time being.

Then you don't need this silver ticket to exchange for silver, just put it away.

These are the first pots of gold collected from the Luo family brothers and sisters, and the second bucket, look at it should be here in Yin Zixuan. Luckily, Xiaomi feels that he sees an infinitely bright future.

As soon as I got it done, I heard a voice calling out to me outside.

When I walked out, it turned out to be Yin Zixuan's subordinates, who came in with a food box. Xiaomi stepped forward and naturally wanted to sit next to Yin Zixuan.

But looking at the person carrying the food box, and the eyes of the other people on the side, Xiaomi remembered that something was wrong. If you are their master's maid, you should do what a maid should do.

The maid is favored by the master again, and her identity is finally there. She was not too slow to react, reached for the food box, carefully opened the lid, and brought the dishes inside to the table.

"Oops, it's hot." When Millet picked up a plate of dishes, she was so scalded by the overflowing soup that she screamed, but she couldn't bear to throw the plate away. After placing the plate on the table, put the hot finger to your mouth and blow it.

"Be careful, I'll see." Yin Zixuan stretched out his hand and tugged at her hand to check it, and hurriedly called someone to bring the ointment.

The entourage who came with the food box just wanted to say, I can't do this little thing well, how can I serve the master? But seeing that his master had already taken the ointment and helped this girl with the medicine himself, he was still so careful, Emma, couldn't it be that he was dazzled and misunderstood? Who is the master and who serves whom?

He turned his head to find someone to resonate with, but he didn't expect to receive the white eyes of his two companions, as if he blamed him, and he shouldn't let that girl do things.

What, isn't it the master's maid, who will do it if you don't let her do it? He was very aggrieved.

Just when Xiaomi was moved by Yin Zixuan's concern for himself so much, another person came in outside the door, and he knelt on the ground when he entered the door; "My subordinates have seen the prince."

"Well, get up." Yin Zixuan let go of Xiaomi's hand, and raised his hand very strictly.

"What, what? What did he just call you? Rajah? Did I hear me right? Millet was startled by the kneeling man's words and blurted out a question.

It's not that she's afraid of the identity of the prince, but she really knows that after the crossing girl meets the prince, the chance of becoming a princess is almost 100%, what's the matter, do you want the same routine, no exceptions...... R1152