It can only be said that Zhou Zhiqing's healing ability is too strong, without such a cup of tea, the sadness in her eyes will be dissipated, and she is still the Zhou Zhiqing with picturesque eyebrows and clear eyes.

It was right for Yan Zhenrui's appetite. Girls should be happy and angry, and occasionally make such a fuss, as if the moon is full and missing, that is fun, no one likes to face a face that is sad and sad all day long, and feels sorry for themselves.

But Zhou Zhiqing is really not used to doing girl's things.

It's no wonder that in the past, she was the master who came to stretch out her hands for clothes and open her mouth for food, even if her family was in the middle of the road, she had no shortage of people to serve, and she was a slave and maid, she was really unprecedented.

Although she tried her best to be cautious, she could also see that she was young and rusty from her movements. Make a tea, you can spill the water outside, fortunately she hid in time, otherwise she would have burned her hands, Rao is like this, or sprinkled some on her body and instep.

Seeing her grinning teeth in pain, Yan Zhenrui could only twist his face and sigh.

There are not thousands of girls in the palace, but hundreds, all of whom have been sent everywhere after strict training, and those who are as stupid as her have long been thrown out, and they can't stay for an hour.

However, seeing Zhou Zhiqing holding the tea bowl with a shallow smile, with a flattering look, Yan Zhenrui couldn't get angry. While sitting and drinking tea, he stretched out his legs and said, "Beat your legs." ”

Zhou Zhiqing really bent down and beat his legs for him.

She is petite and delicate, how strong can her fists be? And Yan Zhenrui has been practicing martial arts for many years, and the muscles in his legs are like stones, and when he punches down, he feels the same as cotton, but for Zhou Zhiqing, it is hard work.

Yan Zhenrui looked at the official document, just ignored her, and just waited for her to beg him if she couldn't stand the suffering.

But who would have thought that Zhou Zhiqing was stubborn, so he didn't say a word.

Yan Zhenrui's legs that were beaten by Zhou Zhiqing were itchy everywhere, and he couldn't help but think about other things. saw Zhou Zhiqing with a small face, serious and focused, and couldn't speak when the words came to her mouth.

Let her be a girl, but if he says it himself, how can the husband be untrustworthy? In this house, the girl is the girl, and she must not be his woman, if it is not for this cognition, no one in the palace dares to do it.

Yan Zhenrui endured the hard work, simply bent his legs, and said to Zhou Zhiqing: "Go ahead, the king will call you if there is something." ”

Zhou Zhiqing hesitated, but still responded neatly and exited the door.

Yan Zhenrui frowned painfully. He was afraid of itching, so he couldn't bear it, and he didn't dare to move, not so much to let her beat his legs for him, but to suffer from it, and both legs would be numb to the end.

He barely endured the sore pain and moved his legs, took a sip of tea, and said in his heart: What is the matter, why does he want to let himself suffer?

But he was unwilling to admit defeat like this, so he had to hold on like this. Now that Zhou Zhiqing has gone out, he doesn't have to tempt him with a delicate face, he is also a lot more relaxed.

After flipping through the book for a while, he was tired, so he went to bed crookedly, and he didn't call anyone, he covered himself with a quilt and went to sleep.

Zhou Zhiqing stood honestly outside the door at first and listened to the movement, afraid that he would not be able to hear it when he called himself, and it was only later that he could not hear the sound of the pages of the book, and his heart relaxed.

She was also tired, and finally got to the place, she just wanted to throw herself into the bed and sleep on it in the dark.

I can only sigh for myself, and after playing smart for a long time, I played myself into it again. Now Yan Zhenrui is comfortable and worry-free, but she is so hard to be the door god for him.

The little girl at the gate of the courtyard also felt strange when she saw her standing motionless against the pillar under the porch, but she didn't dare to approach, and no one came to call her.

Zhou Zhiqing fell asleep in a daze.

She had a dream that she and her sister Zhou Zhilan were walking on the road in a carriage. The terrain is getting higher and higher, and it looks like you are going to the mountains. As for what to do in the mountains, she didn't know.

But as they walked, the mountain road became narrower and narrower, and the two sisters had to get out of the car and hike. was walking, and suddenly heard someone behind him shouting angrily: "Zhou Zhiqing-"

She looked back and saw Yan Zhenrui, who was dressed in white, staring at her like a god. She thought a little wolfishly: What am I doing again? Why is he holding the shiny white tip of his sword at me?

I was scared for a while, but I didn't dare to refuse: "Lord, I'm here, what's wrong?" ”

I only heard Yan Zhenrui shouting angrily: "Damn, what is your identity, and you dare to call yourself ''I'' to this king?" ”

Zhou Zhiqing woke up to the fact that she was going to call herself a "slave" when she replied now, and she was aggrieved and humiliated for a while, but she didn't know how to be soft under her feet, and she fell straight into the cliff that couldn't be seen.

Ahh

Zhou Zhiqing's soul was scattered, her limbs struggled, and she finally opened her eyes and woke up, only to find that she had fallen asleep against the pillar. It turned out to be a nightmare and scared to death. While she patted her chest, she could still feel the restless heart pounding.

As a result, when I looked up, I found that I was dressed in white in front of me, and my clothes were fluttering...... Isn't Yan Zhenrui who is it?

Zhou Zhiqing screamed again: "Ahh

Yan Zhenrui grabbed her waist and held her steady before saying, "What are you screaming for?" See a ghost? "Is he that scary?

Zhou Zhi wiped the cold sweat on her forehead, and said in her heart: You are the king of Hades, more terrible than a ghost. But he didn't dare to complain, but only defended himself: "The slave maid had a nightmare, and when she opened her eyes, she saw you in front of her, so the slave and maid were afraid for a while, so she couldn't hold back...... Didn't scare you, did you? ”

He's not paper-tied or mud-kneaded, can he still be frightened? Yan Zhenrui grabbed her handle and asked, "Nightmare? Did you meet me in a dream? ”

Zhou Zhiqing had to nod, her eyes were vain, and she didn't dare to look at him.

Yan Zhenrui snorted: "Because you dreamed of me, it's a nightmare?" ”

"No, it's not-" Zhou Zhiqing hurriedly shook her head: "The slave maid dreamed that she fell into the cliff, but you appeared, called the slave maid, and the slave woke up." ”

Yan Zhenrui knew that if she lied, he couldn't ask, so he pushed her and said, "You can't sleep well in the middle of the night, what are you doing here?" ”

"I ...... Slave and maid, slave and maid, are you not afraid of your command? Zhou Zhiqing stood straight, as if he was afraid that he would dislike it.

Yan Zhenrui was already disgusted in his heart. A qualified maid, dare to sleep so deep and fragrant? He came out and stood in front of her for a long time, and he didn't see any movement from her, and saw that she was crumbling in her sleep, so he called her. She was fine, not only did she not wake up, but she was still dreaming against the pillars......

"......" Yan Zhenrui pouted her: "There is no need for anyone to keep vigil when this king is resting, you go to sleep by yourself." ”

Let her keep vigil, the thieves have emptied the house, she doesn't know, and she has to wake up the owner of the house.

Zhou Zhiqing yawned sleepily and believed it: "Then, the slave and maid went back." When I returned to the east wing and slept in a fog, I remembered and forgot to ask: "Lord, what do you have to tell you to get up in the middle of the night?" ”

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