As soon as Zhao Ping entered the inner hall, he smelled a fragrant fragrance, like a flower and a fruit.

He didn't have this incense last time.

Zhao Ping sniffed again.

Ning Yu lit the candle, and when she walked over, she saw Zhao Ping sniffing like a dog, and couldn't help but laugh.

"What are you laughing at?"

Ning Yu coughed and hid her smile: "It's nothing, the incense beads rewarded by my father smell good, right?" ”

Zhao Ping nodded, "Good smell." ”

"Alright, sit down, I'll look at your legs." Ning Yu couldn't help but push Zhao Ping to the table and sit down, squatted down and picked up Zhao Ping's robe and rolled up his trousers.

There was a bruise on his knee.

"A little bruise hurts you, squeamish!" Ning Yu scolded Zhao Ping, but he stood up, walked to the bedside, took out a small box from the cabinet, opened it and took out a small porcelain bottle.

"Treat bruises!" Ning Yu said proudly, "A few days ago, I learned to ride a horse, and from time to time I would fall and bump into it, and my legs and feet would often be bruised. ”

Ning Yu said as she poured the liquid medicine into the palm of her hand and rubbed it on Zhao Ping's knee.

The liquid medicine was cool, but the palms of the little girl's hands were warm, and the two temperatures were stacked together, and there was an indescribable pleasure.

Zhao Ping's heart shrank, he looked away at the screen, calmed his breath, and soon turned his gaze back, looking at the little girl who was muttering and talking while applying the medicine to him.

The little girl's hair was fine, black satin.

He still remembered that when he first saw her, the little girl's hair was messy like a chicken's nest, her hair was yellow, and her face was covered with mud and ash, and she couldn't see her true face at all, but her eyes were brilliant and surprisingly bright.

Not at all like a beggar.

Sure enough, it's not a beggar, it's a little princess, the most noble woman in the country, and the big Jiang Yan Wangji.

The corners of Zhao Ping's mouth slowly hooked, fortunately his father sent him to that mission, and fortunately he went, otherwise he would have missed this little girl!

The little girl's jet-black hair was also mixed with dirt ash and dead leaves, and she had not been taken care of.

Zhao Ping bent down and reached out to pluck the dead leaves from her hair.

"What are you doing?" Ning Yu leaned back and looked at Zhao Ping with a puzzled gaze.

Zhao Ping shook the dead leaves in his hand, "Help you clean up." ”

"Oh." Ning Yu glanced at the withered leaves in Zhao Ping's hand, continued to apply the liquid medicine to him, and leaned closer.

After applying the liquid, Ning Yu was about to take away the liquid, thought about it and asked Zhao Ping, "Do you want it?" ”

Of course, Zhao Ping, who was given by Ning Yu, grabbed the small porcelain bottle and carried it in his arms.

Ning Yu: "......"

Zhao Ping has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and he also stumbled and grew up, he has never cared about this kind of small injury and pain, and today is just to make the little girl pity him.

This little girl has never eaten soft and not hard.

Ning Yu took the teapot that was warm on the stove, sat down next to Zhao Ping, took out a white porcelain teacup that was buckled in the center of the table, poured a cup of tea and pushed it to Zhao Ping, "Drink, didn't you say you were thirsty." ”

Zhao Ping took it and drank it, and couldn't help but lower his head and laugh.

Ning Yu also poured herself a cup of tea and drank it, but when she looked up after drinking, she saw Zhao Ping smiling, and raised her foot to kick him, "What are you laughing at?" ”

Zhao Ping pressed the cup and shook his head and smiled: "It's nothing, I just think Yu'er is so cute." "I believe everything.

Ning Yucai didn't believe his nonsense, although she was indeed cute, but this thing said that she was cute because he thought she was stupid.

Ning Yu glanced at him and said, "Okay, the tea has been drunk and the medicine has been applied, it's time to go back, right?" ”

"My leg still hurts a little, I'm sitting for a while." Zhao Pingdao.

Ning Yu: "......" line!

The two sat down and drank tea, and suddenly there was a very light sound of turning over the fabric in the curtain.

The voice was extremely soft, but he couldn't hide Zhao Ping, who was deaf and clear-eyed, his eyebrows jumped, and the hand holding the teacup also paused, and looked at Ning Yu: "Is there someone on your couch?" ”

Ning Yu let out a nonchalantly "um" and sipped the hot tea lightly.

Zhao Ping: "......!! ”

"How old are you! How can you ......" Zhao Ping strode towards the bed, his body was angry.

Don't let him know it's that turtle grandson!

He was reluctant to touch her, and the dead turtle grandson dared to climb into bed!

The more Zhao Ping thought about it, the more angry he became, he waved away the shark silk treasure tent and grabbed the quilt, but saw that it was a little girl with clear eyebrows.

Zhao Ping: "......"

Ning Yu, who came over, watched the angry Zhao Ping's anger drop instantly, and he was also confused, "What are you crazy about?" Inexplicably, he got angry and ran over to lift her quilt again.

Phantom woke up when Zhao Ping lifted the quilt, and just as he was about to open his eyes, he heard Ning Yu's words, and Phantom was so frightened that Phantom immediately closed his eyes.

"I ...... It's to see if your quilt is thick, it's cold these two days, what if it freezes you? Haha......" Zhao Ping laughed dryly.

General Zhao?

Phantom didn't quite understand what was going on, but it was still weird and awkward to be stared at by two people, she moved down, pretending to have just woken up, yawning and opening her sleepy eyes, seeing Ning Yu, she hurriedly got up: "Wang Ji, are you back?" ”

Ning Yu nodded "um".

"Since Wang Ji is back, the slave will go back to the house first!" Phantom jumped out of bed without squinting, and ran out without putting on her shoes.

Ning Yu: "Hey, wait a minute. ”

Phantom stopped his feet, stiffened and turned his head, and shouted with a deep awe-inspiring look in his delicate eyebrows: "Wang Ji, don't worry!" The slave saw nothing! ”

Turning his head, he saw Ning Yu holding a pair of embroidered shoes in her hand.

Color: "......"

"What do you see?" Ning Yu asked.

"Nope! The slave didn't see anything! Phantom shook his head violently and solemnly promised: "Don't worry! The slave will definitely not tell you about the private relationship between you and General Zhao! ”

Ning Yu: "......"

"This palace and General Zhao ......" Before Ning Yu finished speaking, he was cut off by Zhao Ping: "Thank you, Phantom Girl!" ”

Ning Yu looked at Zhao Ping, Zhao Ping seemed to feel something, looked at her sideways, smiled brightly, and did not speak.

Ning Yu: "......" is getting more and more strange.

Unbelievable!

This glance didn't feel anything for Ning Yu, but in the eyes of Phantom Color, it was meaningful.

She felt that she was very out of place at the moment, so she resigned: "Wang...... Wang Wangji, slave, slave and maid went down first! ”

Ning Yu: "Wait. ”

Phantom: "Huh? "What are you left with her?

The Spring Festival is worth a thousand gold, although it is a winter night at this time, but for lovers, it should also be cherished.

"Come here, your shoes." Ning Yu shook his embroidered shoes and nodded his chin towards Phantom Color.

Color: "......"

Phantom looked at his bare feet, and then looked at the embroidered shoes in Ning Yu's hand, his face flushed, he dragged the skirt down, covered his feet, and ran to Ning Yu, grabbed the embroidered shoes, and ran away.

Turning behind the screen, he squatted down and stood up with his shoes on, and often ran outside the hall.