Wen Xiang opened her eyes and began to think about what she had to do to make a living to make ends meet.

Last night, Song Nanzhou was about to leave after carrying her to this inn, she pulled him with a dead face, and said all the good things, and the guy gave her a tael of silver.

Before leaving, he taunted her: it was like buying meat buns and beating dogs.

It is clearly a tribute to her words of "you should be bitten by a dog".

It's really stingy and mean.

But fortunately, there was an extra tael of silver around her body, and she was not so embarrassed for the time being, so Wen Xiang was thinking about how to turn this tael of silver into two taels, three taels, ten taels or even one hundred taels.

She can be regarded as seeing through it, people, you still have to be self-reliant!

Although hugging your thighs or something is very effortless, it is too undignified!

I feel that her dignity has been trampled on by Song Nanzhou into scum!

After thinking about it for a while, she still didn't have a clue, Wen Xiang touched her rumbling stomach and decided to get up for breakfast.

The leftovers that were packed last night were still thrown away by Song Nanzhou, but fortunately, he threw them to the beggars on the street, which was not a waste.

Wen Xiang is still dressed as a man, and looks in the mirror before going out: "Born beautiful, even if you dress like this, you are still radiant." Gee...... Go to the kitchen to plaster the pot first. ”

At this time, she was a little suspicious that she was right to run out like this, Xu Wenxiang was too beautiful, and no one knew her in the boudoir in the past, but now she came out with this face, is it a curse or a blessing!

She has to find a way to improve her self-protection ability, otherwise if she encounters something like yesterday again, who knows if she will have the same luck as yesterday.

For Wen Xiang, all she can think of to protect herself is chili pepper water, self-defense electric batons, and a strong flashlight.

She doesn't have to think about self-defense electric batons and strong flashlights, but she can find a way to boil the chili water.

Wen Xiang thought as she slipped in the direction of the kitchen. The inn's kitchen also serves breakfast to the guests, so it's already hot in the morning.

Wen Xiang was inconspicuously dressed and thin, and the short clothes on her body were similar in color to the clothes in the inn, so she touched a rag and put it on her shoulder, and walked into the kitchen with her head bowed and bent over, without attracting the attention of others.

Even if someone did notice, she would only need to say that she was new and she should be able to fool the past.

Wen Xiang paused by the stove for a while, and when she came out again, she was the same as yesterday, a sloppy boy with a flutter of ashes.

Fortunately, she didn't have a habit of cleanliness, otherwise she wouldn't have been able to do it.

Wen Xiang left the inn in a hurry, spent two pennies to buy two big buns, and kept an eye on them while nibbling to see what kind of business was being done on the street.

Passing by the iron shop, Wen Xiang's eyes were shining golden, and she looked at the big man who had been striking iron for a long time, and his body was as strong as a bodybuilder, and he didn't know how it felt to the touch.

"Boy, what are you doing here?" The guy who struck the iron found himself staring at him like a hungry wolf, picked up the sledgehammer and walked out of the shop, and asked Wen Xiang in a loud voice.

"Hehe, I'll just take a look." Could it be that this guy knows that he is thinking about his tendons and flesh, so he is ready to use this sledgehammer to clean her up?

Will she be able to withstand a hammer?

"You little arms and legs, we don't want it." The iron-striking buddy glanced at Wen Xiang with disgust: "The silver building in front of you wants to accept apprentices, you might as well go there and try your luck." ”

"Thank you, buddy." Wen Xiang breathed a sigh of relief, hugged his fist at the man's nondescript, and walked away with a smile.

After the dart game, I saw the dart masters shouting to carry the goods onto the car, all of them were refreshed and majestic.

"Dart." Wen Xiang stopped.

It's a bit more dangerous, but it's as attractive as traveling while working.

Wen Xiang was going to ask them if they wanted to recruit people.

The person in charge of receiving her was a very experienced dart master with a square face and a dark complexion, "You want to enter our dart game?" ”

"Yes." Wen Xiang gave a well-behaved smile: "Uncle, do you think I can do it?" ”

"Which martial arts gym are you from? What kind of boxing are you good at? ”

Wen Xiang: "......"

Do you have to practice?

Seeing her confused face, the dart master asked again: "Otherwise, the leg method?" ”

Wen Xiang posed as a golden rooster independently.

The dart master glared at her: "Boy, are you here to play Lao Tzu?" ”

"Don't dare, don't dare." Wen Xiang ran away before the casserole-like fist landed on her.

Alas, I don't have the ability, I can't even get into the dart game.

Wen Xiang simply sat on the side of the road, looked at the rouge shop on the left, looked at the grocery store, and then looked at the Qinglou street not far away.

Forget it, she's better to try her luck at the silver building that Mr. Tendon Meat said.

Wen Xiang got up and was about to go to the silver building to apply, when she suddenly heard a chaotic sound of horses' hooves, accompanied by the panicked screams of passers-by.

Following the prestige, I saw a runaway carriage rushing crookedly.

The carriage was so fast that the driver couldn't control the startled horse, and his pale face screamed to get out of the way and stiffly reined in the reins.

Pedestrians on the road dodged one after another, and Wen Xiang hurriedly flashed to the side of the road.

"There's a child there, whose child is it, don't take the child away quickly!" Suddenly, Wen Xiang heard someone shouting.

Wen Xiang also saw a little boy about four or five years old, white and tender and very cute, squatting in the middle of the road to pick up something, not noticing the danger coming.

There were many people who saw this scene, but no one stepped forward to pick up the child and walk away.

It is likely that his family is not with him.

Wen Xiang hesitated for a moment, and then looked at the distance of the carriage that was rushing over, if she had taken out the speed of a hundred meters of sprint, she should be able to save the child.

No matter what, the big deal is to get hurt. The child was well dressed, and if she was injured because she saved him, why would his family have to pay some medical expenses, lost work expenses, nutrition expenses, etc.

Thinking like this, Wen Xiang didn't hesitate anymore and ran towards the child.

Although thieves usually like to tease her, they still seem to take care of her when it is critical. She had just rushed to the child's side when the carriage had already reached behind her.

Wen Xiang could almost feel the horse's hooves about to step on her in the next moment.

She rolled on the ground with the frightened child in her arms, and rolled to the side of the road with the horse's hooves.

The pedestrians on the street saw this thrilling scene, and there was no sound for a while except the neighing of the horses and the panicked shouts of the coachman.

Wen Xiang opened her eyes and took a big breath, then she looked down at the child in her arms.

The child's eyes were also wide and round, and his white and round little face was still panicked, looking at her motionlessly.

"Does it hurt anywhere?" Wen Xiang asked him softly.

The child shook his head dumbfoundedly.

Wen Xiang rubbed his head and sat up with him in his arms.

At this time, the surrounding crowd finally came to their senses.

"Is the kid really saved?"

It was the young man who saved the boy with all his might. If it weren't for him, the kid would have been trampled to death by the crazy horse in the street. ”

"Whose carriage is this?"

"Fortunately, the official took action and restrained the crazy horse, otherwise I am afraid that many people will be injured on the street today."

When Wen Xiang heard this, she hurriedly looked up, and sure enough, she saw that the horse that had gone crazy and out of control just now had stopped, and at this time, she was eating the carrot that had fallen to the ground like a horse.

The coachman was also frightened, and while shaking his hands and wiping cold sweat, he thanked the young man in yamen clothes standing beside the horse gratefully.

At this time, a girl in an apricot-colored dress came down from the carriage, and the girl was born fair-skinned and watery, and her dress and every move showed that she was of extraordinary origin.

After the girl got out of the car, she looked around, and then respectfully stretched out her hand to lift the curtain.

Only then did everyone realize that this girl was just a maid.

At this time, a hand reached out first.

A section of the wrist is as white as jade, and the jasper bracelets lined are particularly beautiful. The five fingers are also as slender as jade, and they are not as rounded and neatly trimmed as the fingers of Tu Kodan. Under the sun, the white and tender hands can almost dazzle people's eyes.

The people on the street couldn't help but hold their breath, and when they saw this hand, everyone became even more curious about the face of the person in the carriage.

The hand was on the maid's hand, first a honey-pink inlaid silver silk Wanfu Su satin sleeve, and then a begonia red embroidered indigo flower shoe exposed half from under the skirt, which looked extremely soft and small.

Wen Xiang couldn't help but secretly admire, there must be a beautiful person in the carriage, just this hand, this foot, it is already impossible to take people's eyes off.

As soon as she finished sighing, the people in the carriage finally revealed the true face of Lushan.

"It's Princess Qing!" Someone recognized her.

Pedestrians on the street suddenly showed a look of surprise.

"It's really Princess Qing, Princess Qing is a good person."

"Not only is she a good person, Princess Qing is a living Bodhisattva!" The old man who said this knelt down excitedly and kept kowtowing: "The villain thanks Princess Qing for saving her life." ”

As soon as the old man knelt down, many people knelt down and thanked him gratefully, "Thank you Princess Qing, Princess Qing is our reborn parents!" ”

For a while, most of the people on the street knelt down.

Wen Xiang looked curiously at Princess Qing, who was grateful to everyone and bowed down, this is a gentle and moving woman, she looks only eighteen or nineteen years old, her facial features have a kind of aura and beauty, but there is a bright color between her eyebrows.

She stood there quietly, with a smile like a spring breeze on her youthful and beautiful face, full of prestige, graceful and dignified, but full of affinity.

"Everyone, hurry up." Princess Naqing smiled and spoke.

Her voice was as clear as water, with a warm smile in her gentleness.

Wen Xiang couldn't help but ask the people beside her: "What is the origin of this Qing princess, why do you all respect her?" ”

With the identity of Princess Qing, it is natural that she should be hugged when she goes in and out, but she only went out with a coachman and a maid, is she always so low-key, or is her husband not waiting to see her and harsh her, so she has to keep a low profile?

Also, Wen Xiang found that even ordinary ladies would wear curtains or hats when they went out, but this Qing princess stood in front of everyone so unabashedly, and everyone not only knew her, but also took it for granted, what is the reason?

"Little brother is from out of town, right?" The person who was questioned by Wen Xiang excitedly said to her: "Speaking of our King Qing and Princess Qing, who doesn't know each other in Kyoto?" King Qing won't talk about it, just talk about our Princess Qing, if it weren't for her, our Kyoto would have become a hell on earth a few years ago. ”

Wen Xiang asked curiously: "How do you say this?" ”

"A few years ago, did you hear about the plague in Xiangzhou Mansion?"

Where had Wen Xiang heard of it, but that didn't prevent her from nodding: "I've heard people talk about it, what?" ”

The man was very unhappy with her such a bland reaction, but this did not extinguish his enthusiasm for popular science: "The plague in Xiangzhou Mansion, although the government ordered the closure of the city at that time, but I don't know what happened, there were still people who escaped, and then fled to Kyoto. ”

Wen Xiang said "ah": "You have all been infected by the plague?" ”

"Yes." Speaking of the plague, this person still has palpitations in his heart, and he can't help but shudder: "At that time, all the people in Kyoto, whether it was high-ranking officials and nobles or peddlers and pawns, were infected with that terrible plague. Princess Qing was not a princess at that time, but she single-handedly turned the tide and gave us who should have been driven out of the Kyoto circle to fend for themselves. Otherwise, I don't know how many people will die in this Kyoto. ”

Wen Xiang suddenly realized: "It turns out that Princess Qing is a doctor...... It's a doctor. ”

No wonder these people respect and respect this Qing princess so much.

At this time, Princess Qing was already surrounded by people, and was asking her why she was startled, whether she was injured, and so on.

Princess Qing did not stand tall, but said to everyone very gently: "Don't worry, I am not injured. But folks, have you been hurt? Today, this horse is somehow, suddenly frightened, so that everyone is also frightened, tired of everyone's lost property, you will go to Qingwangfu in a while, and the housekeeper will compensate everyone. ”

When everyone heard this, they hurriedly shook their hands: "Princess, don't say that, if it weren't for you, there would have been no us people a long time ago." We're all rough people, and even a little fright is nothing. ”

Someone pointed to Wen Xiang and the child she was holding: "But there was a child in the middle of the road just now, and fortunately he was saved by a little brother." It's really thrilling, and I don't know if the two of them are injured? ”

Princess Qing looked at Wen Xiang.

The crowd automatically parted ways, and Princess Qing walked towards Wen Xiang with a worried face under the watchful eye.

Wen Xiang suddenly became the focus of everyone.

Well, she'll be embarrassed if so many people are looking at her.

Princess Qing also looked at Wen Xiang twice, and was about to speak, but the maid beside her suddenly exclaimed: "Princess, it's the eldest son!" ”

Princess Qing's face changed suddenly, and she looked at the child Wen Xiang was still holding.

"Brother Xuan, why are you here?"

The child known as Brother Xuan'er not only ignored her, but also hid his head in Wen Xiang's arms.

"Brother Xuan, come to the concubine quickly." Princess Qing held out her hand to the child. His eyes swept over the crowd: "What about Mu Shun beside you, where did he go, how could he let you be here alone?" ”

The maid beside Princess Qing also hurriedly coaxed: "Eldest prince, come to the princess quickly." We are about to go back to the house, you can go back with us, otherwise the prince will know that you ran out alone, and he will definitely worry about it. ”

Just let the princess and the servant of this Qing princess say anything, the child is like growing on Wen Xiang, and he refuses to come down.

Wen Xiang smiled awkwardly, "That, kid, that's your family, right?" ”

Looking at this kid's outfit, he also knew that he was not an ordinary child, especially the shiny opal-encrusted gold collar around his neck. Wen Xiang saw that he was unusual, but she didn't expect him to be so unusual.

Song Nanzhou's father is Prince Cheng, and this kid's father is King Qing, both of whom are relatives of the emperor.

I just don't know if Song Nanzhou's relationship with this King Qing is good, if it is good, she may be able to borrow this matter and ask for a thank you fee from Song Nanzhou.

The little kid didn't know what was going on, so he said angrily on Wen Xiang's shoulder, "I don't know them." ”

Hey, this stinky boy who talks nonsense.

"That's not your mother...... Your mother? "What is the identity of Princess Qing, is it possible that she can still recognize her son casually on the road?

The little kid pulled the big ball on top of Wen Xiang's head, and said in a milky voice: "You send me back to Qingwangfu, and I will reward you." ”

"Hehe......" Wen Xiang smiled, and didn't want to let the little fart child go: "Since your mother is here, you can go back with your mother-Princess Qing, if you don't mistake your son, I will give him back to you." ”

Who knew that the little kid hugged Wen Xiang's thighs tightly and shouted loudly: "I said, she is not my mother, she is a bad woman, don't hand me over to her, she will kill me!" ”

Princess Qing's face was ashen, and she no longer regained her gentleness and calmness, and she was hit hard, and her figure was shaky.

The maid beside her hurriedly supported her, and begged the little child with tears in her eyes: "Eldest son, how can you say that? The princess's heart for you, don't you really feel it at all? Think about it, when you are sick, who will take care of you......"

"Kikyo, don't say it." Princess Qing stopped the maid beside her, and only looked at the little kid fixedly: "Brother Xuan, let's go back to the house if you have anything to say." ”

"Don't!" The little kid refused loudly: "You bad woman with a heart like a femme fatale, you killed my mother, and you want to kill me!" I know that you are going to kill me, and the son you give birth to is the eldest son, and you will be the son of Qingwangfu! ”

Princess Qing's face became more and more embarrassed: "Brother Xuan, shut up!" Who taught you all this? ”

She was obviously really angry, her chest was deeply undulating, and the corners of her mouth were tightly pursed, "Kikyo, take the eldest prince back to the house with me!" ”

The street was silent at this time, and everyone was obviously stunned by this scene.

Princess Qing, who was like a bodhisattva in their hearts, was insulted in public by the eldest prince of Qingwangfu. Although he was still just a child, the crowd still couldn't bear it.

"Eldest prince, Princess Qing has such a character, how can you slander her so much?"

"That is, the eldest prince is still so young, if these words are not taught by others, or he has heard someone say this."

"This is someone secretly saying bad things about Princess Qing. It's too much, how can you say that about Princess Qing? I heard that when the eldest prince was two or three years old, he had a sudden illness, which was very serious, and if it weren't for Princess Qing's desperate rescue, I am afraid that he would have ...... long ago."

"Yes, a kind person like Princess Qing, who even healed us mud legs who didn't know each other, how could she do anything to such a young child?"

"That's it, you see that the eldest prince is alive and bleak, and it must be Princess Qing who can take care of him so well. I really don't know why this eldest prince said this about Princess Qing......"

When Wen Xiang heard it, these uneven voices were all one-sided.

Obviously, no one believed that the beautiful and kind Princess Qing would harm the eldest prince of the Qing Palace.

However, the little kid revealed a lot of information in his words, and this princess Qing is probably a stepmother.

Whether she harmed the little kid or not, of course, Wen Xiang can't conclude that she is innocent just because she has saved many ordinary people.

But whether Princess Qing is a vicious stepmother, and whether the little child is slandering Princess Qing who has a beautiful image, this has nothing to do with her.

"Little boy, I injured my arm when I saved you just now, and now I want to go to the hospital to see a doctor, let me go and go home with your family." Princess Qing has such a reputation, and she will definitely not be embarrassed to treat this little kid badly, otherwise it would not be a bad thing to take her good reputation.

As for what will happen when she returns to Qingwang's Mansion, Wen Xiang said that she really can't help.

The maid named Kikyo stepped forward, picked up the struggling little boy and walked to the carriage.

Princess Qing looked at Wen Xiang and asked with concern, "Is the little boy injured?" I'll show you. ”

"Don't bother the princess, it's just a small injury, I'll just go to the hospital and get some medicine." Wen Xiang said cheekily: "But I came all the way to the capital, and I spent all the entanglements on my body along the way......"

As she said this, she lowered her head very shyly, looking like she couldn't shrink into the dirt. Such a shameful and ashamed gesture, even if you ask someone for money, it will not make people disgusted.

Sure enough, the crowd of onlookers did not laugh at her.

Princess Qing hurriedly called the coachman over: "Jiang Dong, you ask Kikyo how much silver you are carrying?" ”

The coachman was busy, and quickly took a purse and handed it to Princess Qing: "Sister Kikyo only brought ten taels of silver." ”

"Enough is enough." Wen Xiang hurriedly said, she had been soaking in the little brother of the prince for so long, and her saliva was dry, so he only gave her one or two silver, and a little maid made a shot of ten taels of silver.

Can't even compare to a maid - Wen Xiang despised Song Nanzhou fiercely in her heart.

Princess Qing handed the purse to Wen Xiang, looking apologetic and grateful: "Thank you little boy for saving our brother Xuan in danger regardless of his own safety, if it weren't for the little boy sacrificing his life to save him, the consequences would be really unimaginable." ”

She said this, with a frightened look.

Everyone thought of what the little kid said just now, and couldn't help but pinch a cold sweat for Princess Qing - if the little kid was really injured by Princess Qing's car, wouldn't he be able to confirm what the little kid said?

For a while, these people looked at Wen Xiang's eyes with gratitude.

Wen Xiang took the purse and thought, she really can't bear this superhero-like look.

"Children are naughty, the family still has to be optimistic, and it is not good to run out alone and encounter human traffickers." Wen Xiang said a few words politely, waved his hand and said goodbye: "Then I'll go to see the doctor if there's nothing else." ”