Wang Huan is a dowry maid from the Wang family, so there are few people in this courtyard who are qualified to be called Wang Miao girl, and Wang Huan is one of them.

Wang Miao was helplessly helped by Wang Huan to lie down and covered with a quilt. Wang Huan knows that her young lady worries about this every day, and there is no day to spare, so she will not be at ease if she doesn't say something to reassure her.

"Girl, don't worry, tomorrow's things are ready, you better go to sleep quickly, the province will be out of spirit during tomorrow's sacrifice." After Wang Huan finished speaking, she looked at Wang Miao and nodded to her with a smile, and then she put down the curtain in front of the bed.

"Then the slave and maid will retreat first, and the mother will have a good rest." Wang Huan crossed his hands on his abdomen through the curtain and bowed his head slightly.

As Wang Huan slowly exited the room, Wang Miao also closed her eyes. Although she lay relaxed, his mind did not relax at all. My mind is full of thoughts about what happened this afternoon, thinking about every meeting with Zhao Xiu.

In Wang Miao's boudoir, there was only a candle left on the table, and there was only a faint light left in the whole room, and Wang Miao soon fell asleep.

I don't know what kind of dream I had, but a slight flush appeared on her fair face. The pale pink warm quilt was covered on Wang Miao's body, making her feel warm.

A faint but extremely shrill sound of "squeak" filled the room, and the night was already silent, and the slightest sound was enough to wake up the maid who was keeping vigil at the door. The door of Wang Miao's main house is guarded at all times.

The maid guarding the door, perhaps because of the warmer weather, fell asleep on the steps of the door, and did not see anyone walking past him. When the maid heard the voice, she immediately opened her eyes and looked back, and she was also frightened.

As soon as the night watchman turned around, she saw a tall and strong man, wearing a purple warm robe, standing at the door. That person is none other than Zhao Xiu, the king of Cheng, who may not be able to come once a month.

Zhao Xiu looked tired, dragged the warm robe draped over his shoulders with both hands, and said to the maid who was sitting on the stone steps at a loss: "Don't make a noise, don't make noise to the princess at night." ”

The maid reacted, quickly stood up from the stone steps, bowed down with the lamp tower and replied: "Yes" As soon as the voice came out, she quickly lowered her head. Zhao Xiu just asked her to stop making a sound, she forgot about it, she was very scared in her heart, for fear that Zhao Xiu would blame.

Zhao Xiu frowned slightly and didn't say anything, slowly closed the door, and then made a "squeak" sound. Zhong Anxiu usually doesn't come to the West Courtyard much, and over time, even the maid who keeps vigil almost doesn't recognize Zhao Xiu coming.

The maid standing at the door carried a lantern, as if she hadn't woken up yet, and her face was hazy. There was a sound of footsteps coming from behind him, and she didn't dare to slack off this time and hurriedly turned back, illuminating the face of the visitor with a lantern.

The yellow and white candlelight reflected an extremely handsome face on the face of the person who came, and I saw that the person's hair was only tied with a white strip, and there were a few more chaotic strands of Liuhai on his forehead. There was no makeup on his face, and the whole person was as if he had just woken up.

The maid who was keeping vigil recognized at a glance that the person who came was the female envoy beside Wang Miao, Wang Huan.

Although Wang Huan's hair was scattered, the maid who kept vigil still recognized her.

"I just heard movement in the main house, but what's the matter?" Wang Huan stroked the hair in front of his forehead that blended into the night with his hand, and said uneasily.

"Sister Hui Huan, it's the prince who is here, and the prince has just entered the main house." The maid's legs bent slightly and replied to Wang Huan.

Wang Huan's eyebrows rose, and he recovered after a while. At first glance, she was a little unconvinced. Zhao Xiu can come to Cuixiu Garden once a month because Wang Miao has worked hard to get here, what's wrong today? "It's already too late, why is the prince still here?" Wang Miao muttered in her heart.

"Do you see clearly?" Wang Huan's tone was very strange, as if he was talking and asking.

"The maid is really watching, although it is dark, I still recognize the prince." The night watchman nodded, she knew that Wang Huan didn't believe her, but she was too surprised.

Wang Huan took a deep breath, his eyes fell on the door of Wang Miao's boudoir, and said with a smile: "Remember to tell when you change shifts later, the miscellaneous envoys in your house will come back an hour later tomorrow morning." When I met the miscellaneous envoys of other houses, I also notified. ”

The housekeeper in the entire palace and all the subordinates of Cuixiu Garden had to come to Wang Miao every morning to greet Wang Miao and receive the day's errand by the way. Normally, the subordinates of the palace come to Cuixiu Garden for a morning meeting, but Zhao Xiu only gets up at three o'clock in the morning whenever he comes to stay in Cuixiu Garden.

The people who invited An came early, if Zhao Xiu and Wang Miao were still tired of being seen by their subordinates, it would be very bad. That's why I asked to come back an hour later to say goodbye.

"Yes." The maid with the lantern answered again.

Wang Huan looked at Wang Miao's room again, and saw that there was nothing abnormal in it, and there was no sound, so he made a heart. It was already cold at midnight, and she crossed her hands over her chest and touched her arms. Left the courtyard under the watchful eye of the night watchman.

Zhao Xiu scratched his head, he hadn't washed his hair for a long time, and he was upset when it was itchy. But at this time, it was late at night, if you called someone to wash your hair, it was inevitable that roundworms A Xing was sleeping Wang Miao.

Zhao Xiu looked around the room, and the pink curtain in front of the bed blocked Wang Miao's figure, and he couldn't see the scene on the bed. The room is full of girls' household things, and I feel a little strange after not coming for a long time.

Zhao Xiu saw the kettle made of ceramics on the table again, and immediately felt that he was a little thirsty, so he picked up the porcelain kettle and poured himself a glass of water. A glass of cold water went down to my stomach, and I suddenly felt cold all over my body. Cold water poured all the hot air that had just been saved.

Zhao Xiu's eyes were cold, and goosebumps appeared on his body.

The porcelain pot is already easy to make noise, Zhao Xiu was shivering from the cold, and accidentally touched the porcelain pot on the porcelain cup, making a crisp sound. "Puff"

Zhao Xiu immediately stopped what he was doing and looked at the curtain. After a long time there was no sound in the drapery, and then he took another breath.

Zhao Xiu was not idle all afternoon, and now he was tired and wanted to sleep well. But Meng Xinzai had just returned to the East Courtyard from the West Courtyard, his face was not a face, his nose was not a nose, and he was talking about how ugly Wang Miao's face was. Zhao Xiu didn't want to walk a really long way to the West Courtyard, but thinking of Wang Miao's face and his mother's face, he had to drag his tired body and walk a pillar of incense before he came to Cuixiu Garden.

Zhao Xiu found a nearby bench and sat down, dissipated the cool air on his body before going to bed. But as soon as he sat down, a small head appeared behind the curtain.

Wang Miao looked at Zhao Xiu sitting on the stool with sleepy eyes, and immediately became energetic after the first glance.

"You're here!" She was overjoyed, and she couldn't hide it at all. Before Zhao Xiu could speak, he hurriedly pulled the curtain open, and immediately lifted the quilt, revealing the white "main waist" on his body. This is the pajamas that are just emerging among the people.

Wang Miao's white main waist is similar to a vest. The placket is opened, and the two plackets are each decorated with three placket belts, and the placket is also embroidered with red peony flowers. There are straps on the shoulders, and the belts are decorated with pink textures, and there are also ties on the waist sides to tie all the straps tightly, making Wang Miao's Chu waist slender.

Wang Miao got out of bed and ran to Zhao Xiu's side, forgetting to put on her shoes, until the cold air on her feet spread all over her body, making her shiver with cold.

"Hey, you don't have to come down, put your shoes on, put your shoes on." Zhao Xiu pointed to Wang Miao's delicate and white feet and said.

Wang Miao was also unbearable from the cold under her feet, so she had to retreat to the bedside, put on her shoes again and again, and said, "Why are you here so late?" Is it freezing when it's so cold outside? I'll have someone boil you some hot water? Although she endured the cold, she still had a happy smile on her face.

Wang Miao's eyes never left Zhao Xiu, and her pink little face was still flushed.

Zhao Xiu was wearing thick clothes and fur, and he felt a little cold. He watched Wang Miao walk down wearing only the main waist and a white shorts, with the flesh still exposed, and suddenly felt a little reluctant in his heart.

Zhao Xiu stepped forward, looked down at Wang Miao who was bent over and lifted his shoes, took off his big coat, and draped it over Wang Miao's slender body. "I'm here to get a good night's sleep, don't be busy, go to bed."

Wang Miao wore her hair loose, and the vertical strands of hair fell on her shoulders and were on her chest. After putting on his shoes, he hurriedly stood up, looked at Zhao Xiu's smiling eyes and said, "How can this work, you are tired for a day, why do you have to soak your feet in hot water." ”

Zhao Xiu brushed away the hair on Wang Miao's face, held Wang Miao's face and smiled: "Where are you going to get hot water so late?" Just let the cook cook cook it now, won't there be no one? Why is it late, don't toss. Wang Miao's cheeks were touched by Zhao Xiu, and the sudden intimacy made her feel very uncomfortable. The already flushed face became even hotter.

"Uh, well, you don't need to boil water, I have hot water in my house, and I have prepared it a long time ago." Wang Miao said and pointed behind Zhao Xiu, Zhao Xiu turned around and saw a stove at the other end of the boudoir, and the top of the stove was specially made into a platform, and an iron bucket was placed on the platform, and the iron bucket was steaming, obviously filled with water. There was still a faint red glow inside the stove.

"Okay, you still have hot water here." Zhao Xiu said with a smile.

"You sit on the bed, and I'll take the basin." Wang Miao ran to the other end of the boudoir in three steps and two steps, took down a copper basin from the wooden frame against the wall, put it on the ground, picked up a white towel from the wooden table by the window, wrapped the white jin on the handle above the iron tong, and struggled to lift the iron bucket full of hot water from the stove.

Zhao Xiu instructed Wang Miao to be busy with himself, but he was a little embarrassed, so he had to watch Wang Miao busy in the same place.