Zhou Zhiqing didn't answer Xianzhi's words, but bit her lower lip silently, suppressing the resentment in her heart.

Yan Zhenrui's temper, how can Zhou Zhiqing not know? He breaks a lot of rules, and he is very strict, if anyone breaks the rules, it doesn't matter if you are the king of heaven or not, he will smoke whoever he says.

How can Xianzhi, a little girl, be an exception?

Zhou Zhiqing is not a hard-hearted person, if you want to say how good it is to Xianzhi and Xianling, how can it be? It's just a face-saving relationship, ask for peace and quiet, hello and me, everyone is good.

even said that Zhou Zhiqing knew that these two people were Yan Zhenrui's eyeliner by her side, and she was always resistant and wary of the two of them.

But Xianzhi actually begged Yan Zhenrui to come to see her at the risk of being beaten for her, saying that it was fake if she was not moved. Especially at this time, he was holding a bowl of hot porridge and looking at her earnestly with loyal eyes, for fear that she would not eat it.

From the time she hit the capital, Zhou Zhiqing had only a handful of hot meals, she had been sick for several days, her stomach had already weakened, and she could only eat some liquid food, but she could march all the way, how could she have that condition? Yan Zhenrui didn't speak, and Zhou Zhiqing didn't have any special treatment.

Xianzhi was only punished yesterday, and today she asked her grandfather to sue her grandmother to make porridge for her, and she didn't have to think about it to know how many rolls she had eaten.

Zhou Zhiqing wanted to be angry and said not to eat.

It's not that she doesn't appreciate it, but she can't afford it. For no reason, Xianzhi was so good to her, how could she dare to accept it?

But in front of Xianzhi's meek, peaceful, sincere, and caring eyes, Zhou Zhiqing couldn't speak. She took the bowl, and a tear fell silently into the bowl.

It's too fast, it's too fast, and no one notices.

The fairy handed over the handkerchief, served Zhou Zhiqing to wipe her face and hands, and saw that she stirred the porridge with a spoon without speaking, so she persuaded: "Girl, it's better to cherish the blessings, in this wilderness, there is no village in front of the village and no store, if you can have a bite to eat, you have to chant Buddha, if you are willful, you will not find a second bowl if you knock over this bowl." ”

Zhou Zhiqing raised her eyes to look at the fairy spirit inexplicably, she was a little puzzled by how the fairy spirit's ability to talk to herself and distort and frame herself recently was getting higher and higher. What she did, she was provoked to say so much. What about the hot porridge, she has to pour it without hesitation? Which eye did she see that she was going to knock over this porridge?

Xianzhi saw that things were not good, and knew that if Zhou Zhiqing started a temper, it would be another disaster, so he said to Xian Ling: "You go and pour out this water, hurry up and have breakfast, I am here." ”

The fairy was uncomfortable with eating cold cakes. If everyone eats together, she can still take the opportunity to ask for a bowl of hot water, and when the meal is over, she can only drink cold water and nibble on cold cakes.

Serving Zhou Zhiqing, she didn't have any preferential treatment, and she also knew that even Zhou Zhiqing herself was a mud bodhisattva, and it was difficult to protect herself from crossing the river.

Therefore, the fairy spirit listened to Xianzhi's words, her face was full of smiles, she put down the scarf, and said, "Sister Xianzhi is still considerate." ”

Zhou Zhi's eyebrows were upside down. She said this as if she were inconsiderate.

Xian Zhi hurriedly pressed Zhou Zhiqing and said: "Miss Zhou, more things are better than less, fairies are open-mouthed, why do you want to be angry with her?" ”

Zhou Zhi's cool gaze swept over Xianzhi, full of taste. What she despises the most is Xianzhi's attitude of forbearance in everything, she may indeed have no status in the palace, but she can't allow a fairy spirit to point fingers at Sang and scold Huai in front of her, and she has something to mean all day long.

But...... Forget it, if she really wants to slap the fairy twice, she is happy, but Yan Zhenrui's temperament, I don't know how many things will come out. It's not that she's afraid of fairies, just think she's afraid of Yan Zhenrui.

Zhou Zhiqing stretched out her hand and stroked Xianzhi's cheek, calmed down, and sighed: "Xianzhi, why are you suffering?" It's not worth it for me. ”

Xian Zhi shrank and dodged, and said, "The slave is nothing, but the girl, you, why did you disagree with the prince again?" ”

Zhou Zhiqing withdrew his hand, stirred the porridge harder, and said angrily: "How do I know, he is ......" He is a very unreasonable person. She raised her eyebrows and changed her tone again: "He has to misinterpret what I mean, and he doesn't listen to my explanation, he turns his face when he says he will turn his face, and he looks like he wants to eat people, what can I do?" ”

Xianzhi touched her face with palpitations, lifted the curtain of the car to look out the window, and said, "Girl is cautious." ”

There are the eyes and ears of the prince everywhere, and when this word reached the prince, Miss Zhou should not be able to eat and walk around.

Zhou Zhiqing snorted very unwillingly, and finally shut up. There is really no need to talk to Xianzhi about the matter between her and Yan Zhenrui, it is already chaotic, she can't talk about it herself, how can she tell Xianzhi?

Xianzhi saw her taking a sip of porridge, and said in a low voice: "The prince's thoughts on the girl, others don't know, the girl herself should always have a number?" The prince has a bad temper, and the girl is more considerate......"

Two people must always tolerate each other and be considerate of each other. If they are all grumpy, then there will definitely not be a day of peace.

Zhou Zhiqing said: "I understand this truth, but the prince is stuffy in his stomach, and he glares at a pair of eyes that want to eat people at every turn, pulling a dark and dull face, and the gods can't do it." ”

She suddenly stopped, thought for a while and said, "Xianzhi, don't keep mentioning the prince's affection for me, I'm not so stupid, I have to live by this kind of self-comfort." ”

Zhou Zhiqing feels that she has a little liking for Yan Zhenrui, but her liking can't be worth everything, just like an ordinary couple like her father and mother, after a long time, she doesn't rely on her liking to last for decades.

What's more, her and Yan Zhenrui's identity, status, and power are not equal, and she likes them unilaterally.

To put it shamelessly, her so-called liking is just a pretense of being squeezed by him, as if this can hide the fact that she is actually just Yan Zhenrui's bed warmer.

She didn't want to think about whether Yan Zhenrui liked her or not, she just needed to recognize what status she was in his heart. Once she is brainwashed by Xianzhi, one day when he really likes himself, and he is a special existence in his heart, it is estimated that she is not far from death.

Xianzhi sighed lightly: "Girl, why are you arrogant? Yesterday's incident is obvious to all, and the prince still has affection for Miss Zhou. ”

Zhou Zhiqing only felt funny when he heard Xianzhi's narration: "Oh, is it merciful to me that he killed the woman who was rushing to offer courtesy?" ”

What kind of logic is this? He was already moody, not necessarily because he didn't want a woman to serve, maybe the woman had invisibly touched his scales to have such an end. Besides, shouldn't Xianzhi be concerned about Yan Zhenrui's wanton killing for no reason, which will make them feel sad about the death of a rabbit and a fox?