Jiao Niang didn't know what was wrong, she just felt that she was no longer like herself.

She clearly understands that she doesn't want Yingche to spend the night with others, in order to compete for favor.

And last night, I asked Qing Huan to serve him, in the final analysis, it was also to compete for favor.

But why did her heart feel so uncomfortable after Qing Huan went in? And after Qing Huan ran out, there would be a hint of joy in her heart, and Ying Che said that as long as she was with her child, she would be so happy?

Could it be that she has already developed feelings for Ying Che?

She didn't expect it, it wasn't in her plans.

Jiao Niang was a little flustered, or she was a little scared, she was afraid that if she lost one day, even this heart would lose together.

Because of this, Qing Huan hid in the room for several days and refused to see anyone. I'm afraid of other people's jokes, and I'm afraid of being embarrassed to see Yingche.

Jiao Niang coaxed her several times, but she buried herself in the quilt and couldn't come out.

Ying Che listened to Jiao Niang's complaints, looked away from the book, and nicked her, "You deserve it, who let you come up with such a stupid idea." ”

"This is what I think, it is what Shui Xiang thinks. Jiao Niang muttered in a low voice, lowered her eyes to look at Ying Che lying on her lap, pouted, and said, "I'm not here for you to pass on the lineage." She twisted her body and pushed his head away, "Besides, if you hadn't scolded her, would she have been like that? ”

Ying Che sat up and said disapprerovingly: "This king doesn't have anything to do with her?"

Jiao Niang leaned at him, "What do you want to do?"

Ying Che smiled, pulled Jiao Niang and kissed it, "It's sour at this time, thanks to this king doesn't have that thought, otherwise you might not be sour now." ”

Jiao Niang laughed and hit him, and Yingche used a lot of force to take her into her arms. The two had a strong affection, and soon kissed together again.

When it was lingering, the door that suddenly closed "squeaked", and a goose-yellow skirt flashed in, only to see that Shui Xiang was holding a lotus cracked porcelain dish in his hand, standing at the door with an embarrassed pestle, his face was flushed, and he didn't know whether to advance or retreat for a while.

Jiao Niang was even more embarrassed, Ying Che was still wearing her upper body and pressing on her body, and her skirt was also unconsciously faded to half by Ying Che.

She pulled the curtain down in a panic, separating the embarrassing picture.

Shui Xiang seemed to have just reacted, and hurriedly turned around, "The slave is here to deliver sour dates." ”

During this period of time, Jiao Niang likes to eat sweet and sour things, and this sour jujube is the jujube tree planted by Mama Fan in Zhuangzi, each of which is the size of a copper plate.

Wu Dan saw that Jiao Niang liked to eat, but she was afraid that eating too much acid would be bad for her stomach, so she researched and made this sweet and sour jujube by herself. This sour jujube method is complicated, first remove the kernel, then mix it with the osmanthus nectar left over from the previous year, marinate it for two days, take it out and then squeeze in some pear juice, put in licorice and plum, cook it over low heat until it becomes a pulp, and then pick out the jujube one by one, sprinkle with a layer of honey.

Jiao Niang pushed Yingche and asked him to get up, but he seemed to be bad, and instead gnawed on the skin on her collarbone, making her itch.

Jiao Niang's voice trembled slightly, "Put down your things and go out." ”

Shui Xiang responded, "Yes." "Walk over to the bed and place the plate on the side of the table.

The light gauze was hazy, and he could vaguely see what was inside him, and the fragrance of the water crossed his gaze, and he was busy shyly avoiding it.

"Just now, someone from the Hua family came to spread the words of the young grandmother, and asked the master if he had time on the third day of the third month of March, and wanted to invite the master to the Fahua Temple to offer incense. ”

Looking at the side face of Shui Xiang on top of the curtain, Jiao Niang frowned, when did this Shui Xiang have no eyesight, and replied: "You go back and say that I have time." ”

It's rare that Su wants to go out, Jiao Niang is naturally willing to accompany her, since she had a miscarriage, she has been in poor spirits, although she has recovered almost physically, but it is difficult to get better psychologically for a while, and Jiao Niang also wants to accompany her out to relax.

After Shui Xiang left, Jiao Niang beat Ying Che, "It's all seen." ”

Ying Che picked up her hand and kissed her lightly on the side of her mouth, and said disapprerovantly: "What do you see? I'm not in bed with someone else's woman." ”

Jiao Niang's threatening gaze raised her eyebrows at him, "What, whose woman is Your Highness in the picture?"

Ying Che Lang smiled and couldn't help pinching her chin, "You." He leaned back on the bed, put Jiao Niang on his arm, and said, "Why haven't you seen Pang Ce come to ask you for a pulse these days?"

Jiao Niang's cheek was pressed against his shoulder, her fingers wrapped around a strand of hair scattered on his chest, and said: "Pang Ce's mother dreamed that her father's ancestral grave had collapsed, and the mother and son returned to their hometown in the countryside some time ago, and it will take a while to come back." ”

"Oh, I see, this king said how it was a long time since I saw him. Ying Che closed his eyes and touched Jiao Niang's hand, "Do you need this king to find another imperial doctor?"

Jiao Niang said: "No need, I don't have any illness, and I usually just follow the routine." Jiao Niang didn't comb her hair, and a waterfall as green as ink spread out, she suddenly smiled lightly and said: "This Pang Ce is also interesting, every time in the name of asking me for the pulse, he comes for the fragrance of water." ”

Ying Che smiled: "But they are quite a good match, talented and beautiful." After thinking about it, he suddenly sat up, got dressed, and called out, "Shui Xiang." ”

Shui Xiang was guarding the door, and when he heard the call, he hurried in, "What does the prince command?"

Jiao Niang didn't know what he had in mind, she looked at him curiously, Ying Che smiled at Jiao Niang, and then said: "Shui Xiang, what do you think of Pang Ce? ”

The prince refers to marriage, which is a great honor to be a slave. Jiao Niang was overjoyed in her heart, and said to Shui Xiang: "Don't thank the prince for his grace." ”

But he saw Shui Xiang kneeling on the ground with his forehead on the ground, and said, "Ask the prince to take back his life." She looked up at Jiao Niang, "Is it bad for the master to dislike the slave servant?"

"Of course not. Jiao Niang didn't want her to react so much, so she hurriedly explained, "It's just that the prince and I both think that Pang Ce is a good person, and he is worth entrusting for life, and——"

Before he could say a word, Shui Xiang interrupted directly, "But the slave doesn't want to." Her tone was very bad, Jiao Niang was stunned, she knew that she was out of shape, and kowtowed to Jiao Niang again, "The slave knows that the master is dedicated to the sake of the slave and the maid, and she also knows that he is a very good person, but the slave and the maid really can't pretend to be him in their hearts." ”

Jiao Niang thought that after getting along for such a long time, Shui Xiang had been moved by Pang Ce's sincerity, but she didn't want to be embarrassed, so she smiled and said: "Since this is the case, just if the prince didn't say it, there will always be a better person to choose for you in the future." ”

Ying Che also smiled: "Yes, fearless and boundless are good men." ”

Jiao Niang smiled: "Is the prince the one who wants to give all the people around me to you? ”

Shui Xiang is still in a bowed posture, "The slave just wants to follow the master and never leave the master." ”

"Good. Yingche approved, and said to Jiao Niang: "He is a good minion." ”

Jiao Niang smiled lightly, quite proud, "My people are naturally good." ”