Early the next morning, Qiong'er understood why Xiao Yunqian was so gentle and lonely.

He's gone!

Yue Jin told her that Xiao Yunqian came back with him to congratulate his father Khan on his birthday, and that the day had come and he had to appear at the celebration.

Xiao Yunqian has the same brown eyes as Yue Jinsheng, and the appearance of the two also has a lot of similarities, if you want to say that Yue Jinsheng and Yue Jinhong, the prince of Yue Guo, are two cousins, it is better to say that they are more similar to Xiao Yunqian.

It turned out that Xiao Yunqian, the mother of the old man, the old lady of the Xiao family with the same brown eyes as the Xiao family, turned out to be the sister-in-law of the Great Khan of the North now. And Yue Jinsheng's mother is not the niece of the Xiao family as Qiong'er guessed before, but the concubine of the Yue family, who is married to the concubine of the current Great Khan!

What a bloody kinship! No wonder Xiao Yunqian and Yue Jinsheng call cousins! It's a seniority from here!

Qiong'er didn't ask Yue Jinsheng why he didn't go back? He had just been able to go to the ground, and it was unrealistic to go back with him, unless he left himself. However, she didn't believe that this guy would not go back for herself, there must be something else to do here in Yin City, and he had a reason not to leave.

Without a person to accompany her every day in bed, Qiong'er used all her loneliness to restore her body, and as long as she could persevere, she would definitely walk around on the ground. Even sometimes when Yue Jinsheng is not there, she will go out of the room in a small square world in the backyard to breathe.

It's mid-May, and the northern Yin City is finally starting to heat up.

Qiong'er remembered that it was just March spring when she came here, but it was still snowy everywhere, and in a blink of an eye, the trees were already verdant. The blood-stained jacket when he first came here was no longer able to wear. Before Xiao Yunqian left, he left a big burden for himself, including two sets of single clothes, shoes and socks of Ge Bu, as well as several gourds of ointment to remove scars, some thin gold leaves pressed, and some combs and wooden hairpins used by women.

I guess I'm afraid that after he leaves, no one will buy anything to wear, right?

However, Qiong'er agreed with Xiao Yunqian's carefulness, because Yue Jinsheng's family was busy every day, and he only left lunch for himself in the morning, and then came to help him change the medicine in the evening.

The medicine is also brought three bowls in the morning, and she tells herself three times in the morning, noon and evening, and it is so cold to drink it on a cold day, and she is really shivering!

When she was able to carry heavy objects a little, Qiong'er hurriedly went to the kitchen to boil water and washed herself properly. She really couldn't stand Yue Jinsheng's disgusted eyes every time she changed her dressing, feeling like she was dirty with other people's eyes.

But when she looked at the black water that had been replaced over and over again, she hated herself. I haven't taken a bath for almost a year, but in fact, I have a fight with the ethnic minority on the mountain, right? Fortunately, this courtyard is empty and no one comes, otherwise it would be really shameless.

Especially his own hair, Xiao Yunqian wanted to wash his hair before, but at that time, his body was too weak and the weather was too cold, and the old doctor was afraid that he would be finished if he couldn't survive it, so he said that he would wait for two months when the weather was warm.

Qiong'er touched a big lump of hair stuck together, imagining the kind of foreign man she had seen who always carried a dog and a broken backpack on his back, touched his chin, and didn't dare to agree with his vicissitudes of life.

After washing it three times, it is still this virtue, she rummaged around impatiently, why is there not even a pair of scissors in this place? I didn't dare to use the spare dagger in the space, for fear of being seen by Yue Jinsheng, so I pulled out one of the firewood still burning in the kitchen, pulled my hair with one hand and stabbed it with the other.

it, I have a fever!

Then a figure with a spark on its head quickly ran out of the kitchen and disappeared into the room.

Lifting her head out of the basin, Qiong'er felt a little scalp pain, and she was a little bald when she touched it?

Tears!!

It turns out that when your hair is wet, you can light a match! (Please don't just follow the try, sister doesn't tell sù you can really do this!) ）

When Yue Jinsheng came back, he saw a dome with short hair that seemed to have been gnawed by a dog, and there was a piece of white on the top of his head? Bald? There is a smell of roasted chicken feathers on the body, which is so pungent!

But this face

How did you recover so quickly?

Isn't that a good ointment? I remember that every time I come back, the people around the courtyard wall who are supposed to be guarding seem to have a lot of dirt on their legs?

"Since you're fine, boil water for me, I'm going to bathe!"

Seeing that Qiong'er is obviously a lot whiter, I guess this girl is taking a bath while she is not there, right?

Qiong'er went to the kitchen to boil water without any resistance, and pushed the huge wooden barrel designated by Yue Jinsheng into the room with all her strength, and waited for the water to boil and poured it in bucket by bucket. The dome that was used as a cow looked at the steaming bathtub with envy, and he even endured the cold during the day, and scrubbed it little by little with a small basin for most of the day.

"Wipe my back!"

, the dome who was just about to walk out of the door turned his head depressedly, looked at the guy who had entered the bathtub, and wiped his back?

Picked up a cloth towel and folded his hands and rubbed it vigorously. It would be nice if it was a frustration in his hand, and Qiong'er felt that he could definitely get this frustration out.

As it turned out, this guy was cleaner than himself.

Qiong'er looked depressedly at the people who usually don't see the bath, and he can rub the pills on his body, why didn't he have it? Do you secretly take a bath every day? Or did you go to the legendary public bathhouse when you went outside?

After thinking about it, Xiao Yunqian also complained that there were men everywhere in this Yin City realm, and the women were all hidden, could it be that he went to enjoy the services of a special bathhouse?

Yue Jinsheng comfortably enjoyed the back wiping service, and asked Qiong'er to wash his hair.

Qiong'er looked at the soft hair of others, and she was really reluctant to build yì or burn it short, and it was too troublesome to comb her hair every day for long hair.

I watched Yue Jinsheng come out of the bathtub with a bright eye, put on a clean brocade robe, and started the service of the old scalper again, pouring water, bucket after bucket, and then pushing the oversized bathtub out of the room, rinsing it and putting it back in the kitchen.

I feel that today's bath is washed in vain! Qiong'er obviously smells of herself, why is there a smell?

"Give!" Yue Jinsheng didn't know where to dig out a delicate small jade box and rewarded it to Qiong'er.

Qiong'er hugged her arms and said that she would not sleep with him for a box of rouge gouache, which was a matter of principle.

"Open it and take a look!"

Hmph, I won't like it! Qiong'er rolled her eyes and reluctantly opened the jade box.

Belch!

A box of black paste?

Why? Qiong'er glanced at the boots on the ground that I don't know what kind of leather, shining shoes?

Yue Jinsheng lay on the bed, raised his big feet and signaled, "Wipe it!" ”

Massage cream?

, let this guy let himself kill chickens for him?

You're beautiful!

"I don't massage men!" Qiong'er finally ran out of patience and shouted out in Loulan's dialect.

Yue Jinsheng looked at the second missing sister in front of him in a daze, his face was full of black lines, "Wipe your face!" ”

Wipe yourself?

Fool whom? Who put shoe polish on their faces?

Wipe!