"Tell me, from which horn did you pick it up?"

Chi An: "...... It was really picked up, and when we picked her up, the bodies of the child's parents were already stinking. ”

At this time, the little girl who finally understood something hurriedly took two steps forward and grabbed Shi Xiade's trouser leg and talked a lot.

Shi Xia couldn't understand, so he could only cast his blank eyes at Chi An.

The latter paused slightly, and was silent for a while before saying: "She said that she can do any job, as long as she gives a bite of food." ”

Shi Xia frowned tightly: "She said so much, but it turned out to be just these two sentences?" ”

Chi An said again: "She will say that she will be very peaceful, and she will definitely not cause trouble to others." ”

"Oh......" Shi Xia dragged in response.

Just when Chi An thought that the person in front of him would refuse harshly, he saw Shi Xia frowning and thinking for a while, and then glanced at Chi An slowly: "Can you help me ask her how old she is?" ”

After a moment, Chi An replied: "Twelve years old." ”

Shi Xia let out a breath of turbidity: "That's it, I think she should be a safe person, it's just her, the language is not clear, and I'm not afraid that she will hear something she shouldn't hear." ”

As soon as these words came out, the matter of choosing a maid was settled.

Shi Xia led Chi An and the little girl together, and someone translated it, so he reluctantly told her what to do next.

After everything was ready, Shi Xia took care of the little girl and sent it to Zhao Yueqiu.

There was three knocks on the door, and it was quickly opened from the inside.

When she saw who the person standing outside the door was, Zhao Yueqiu's eyes flashed with surprise.

Seeing this, Shi Xia Fu saluted, pushed the little girl beside him inside, lowered his eyes and explained: "This is sent by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to take care of Miss Zhao, she is a barbarian, she can't understand what we say, but what do you need, just point out the object to her, she knows what to do." ”

After hearing this, Zhao Yueqiu finally understood, and her eyes couldn't help but fall on the thin little girl next to her, and when she saw her timid appearance, a look of pity crossed her eyes.

However, she held back her untimely compassion and cautiously asked the courtier, "If there is an extra barbarian in the city, will it affect the affairs of His Highness?" ”

"Don't worry, girl, Your Highness knows it."

For Zhao Yueqiu, Shi Xia's feelings are very complicated.

I didn't want her to cause trouble to His Highness, but I was also moved by her mind of running thousands of miles away without fear of death and life to come to accompany her.

So at this moment, Shi Xia's tone was very respectful.

After hearing this, Zhao Yueqiu nodded slightly: "I understand, I'm tired of serving Miss Xia." ”

"Slaves only do what they are told."

With that, Shixia turned around and left, returning to the main house to resume his life.

Because of the special period, Qi Changrong did not want to appear in front of people.

To the outside world, I only feel cold, and I don't see outsiders for the time being.

In the room, the light was dim, except for the wooden windows in the inner room, which were wide open, and the sunlight came in through the windows and sprinkled with the wind in front of the bed.

Separated by a simple screen, Qi Changrong was half-lying on the couch, supporting his head with one hand and holding the scroll with the other, making a leisurely posture.

I heard a 'squeak' and the door was pushed open from the outside.

The familiar scent of medicine rushed into his nose, Qi Changrong opened his eyes, and saw a graceful figure behind the screen.

After a while, Shi Xia walked around, knelt down on the side of the pedal, and whispered: "Miss Zhao's affairs have been dealt with, Your Highness doesn't have to worry anymore." ”

"That'll be fine."

Qi Changrong retracted his gaze and fell to the book again.

There was silence in the room.

However, after looking at it for a while, a hand reached out out of thin air, and with irresistible force, snatched the book from her hand.

Qi Changrong, who was empty-handed, raised his eyebrows, and his gaze fell on a bold person along the past.

Sensing that His Royal Highness had a little displeasure in his eyes, Shi Xia hurriedly smiled cheekily, deliberately ignoring Qi Changrong's increasingly thin chin, and said sadly: "When will this book be read, why should Your Highness be in a hurry at this time?" You've been raising it with peace of mind for a few days, can't you? ”

The conditions of the deserted city are poor, not only can I not raise them well, but I still have to work hard every day.

And in the past few months, His Royal Highness has hardly been relaxed for a day, and even with this vein, it is sometimes good and bad, which is worrying.

Seeing that Shi Xia looked like he was about to cry, and even his eyes were red, Qi Changrong paused, and finally let out a long sigh of relief: "That's it." ”

As the words fell, she stretched out her hand again.

A hand suddenly appeared in front of him, and Shi Xia didn't have time to be happy, so he subconsciously hid the book behind him: "Didn't Your Highness promise the slave not to read it?" ”

"If you don't look at it, you have to put it away."

Qi Changrong glanced at her with a smile, lightly tapped her nose with his fingertips, and said leisurely with half-squinted eyes under Shi Xia's increasingly frightened gaze: "This book was written by the general himself, if it is crumpled and wrinkled, do you guess if Gu will pick your skin?" ”

“……”

There is no need to guess, after hearing this, she felt that her life was in danger.

Not wanting to try to break the book, Shi Xia carefully returned the book, and watched his Royal Highness press the book under the pillow like an idiot, and was speechless for a while.

Then she saw His Highness turn over on the bed, and frowned as if he was not very comfortable.

Because he was indoors and didn't plan to go out, Qi Changrong was dressed very casually, with his black and thick hair casually draped behind his shoulders, and he was only wearing a white bedclothes, and the little face set off was getting more and more pale.

Seeing her frowning slightly, Shi Xia asked tentatively: "Why don't you go and boil a bowl of ginger soup, and Your Highness will drink it to warm up?" ”

"Not necessarily."

Hearing this, Shi Xia lowered his voice and complained: "Only at this time will His Highness react, he is a delicate girl's family. ”

Hearing this, Qi Changrong didn't refute it, but just smiled bitterly: "This feeling...... It makes Gu feel that it is better to be stabbed directly, if there are such painful days every month, this woman should not be. ”

As soon as these words came out, the tip of Shi Xia's nose immediately soured, but he couldn't help but complain: "Does Your Highness think that everyone will be in such pain?" ”

"Isn't it?"

"Of course not." Shi Xia wiped the corners of his eyes, choked up, and said: "A slave who is healthy, disease-free, and painless, has no reaction in these few days of the month, His Highness will be in pain, and it is not because His Highness has lost his own body." ”

Speaking of this, as if he was afraid of Qi Changrong's rebuttal, Shi Xia lowered his voice and thought in pieces: "Do you think that everyone is like you, dare to give up this life, and have the courage to kneel in the snow for a day and a night in the winter?" ”

Qi Changrong paused: "If you heard it correctly, you seem to be complaining?" ”

"What are you complaining about?"

"It's lonely who hurts, not you."

"In the past, in addition to knowing that you talk a lot, why didn't Lone find out that you also had a little temper?"

One sentence after another got into his ears, and Shi Xia couldn't wait to reach out directly to cover the mouth of the person on the bed.

But because of her humility, she didn't dare to offend in the slightest.

When the words subsided, Shi Xia sighed deeply, resigned himself to his fate, and said, "The slave should go and boil a bowl of ginger soup for His Highness." ”

"Wait."

Qi Changrong glanced at her and asked lightly, "How are you going to talk to them?" Said that the prince of the East Palace drank ginger soup in the cold? ”

"Slaves are not stupid." Shi Xia lowered the heavy bed curtains and said cautiously: "Don't worry, if someone asks, the slave will say that his little day is coming, and he is a little uncomfortable and wants to drive away the cold." ”

After saying this, she didn't give Qi Changrong a chance to stop, took a step, and left the room as if she was running away.

Half an hour later.

Shi Xia, who thought it would go well, was stopped halfway through.

The person who blocked her way was none other than Zhao Yueqiu, who should rest in the West House.

Seeing people walking in front of him, Shi Xia's body stiffened unconsciously, but quickly returned to normal and saluted Zhao Yueqiu.

"Miss Zhao."

After a pause, Zhao Yueqiu's eyes fell on the porcelain cup held by Shi Xia: "Brown sugar ginger water? ”

Hearing this, Shi Xia twisted his waist pretending to be and smiled implicitly: "Let Miss Zhao laugh, it's always a little uncomfortable to come to Xiaori these days, no, the slave has to take advantage of the fact that His Highness doesn't need someone to serve him, and he specially came to boil some ginger water to drive away the cold." ”

After that, she pursed her lips and smiled without any weakness.

Zhao Yueqiu didn't dwell on it much, but said: "Since it's uncomfortable, just pay attention to it a little and don't touch cold things again." ”

"Thank you Miss Zhao for instructing, the slave knows."

Seeing Zhao Yueqiu leave in the direction of the kitchen, Shi Xia felt that the heart he was hanging in the air had fallen back to the ground, and he didn't dare to stay any longer for a moment, so he hurriedly walked back.

Fooling a few ignorant generals, she is at ease.

can be the same woman, this Zhao family girl is indeed more difficult.

After returning to the house, when this thrilling scene was carefully described to Qi Changrong, the latter raised a faint smile on his face: "What you said is not right, although she is also a woman, she has never doubted the identity of Lone." ”

“…… Should the slave praise His Highness for his good acting skills? ”

Shi Xia was almost speechless.

She felt that His Highness was arguing with reason.

The two simply cannot be confused.

You must know that His Royal Highness has been raised as the crown prince since the moment she was born, and in His Royal Highness's cognition, she is a man who stands up to the sky.

Except for reminding Her Highness of her true identity in the painful little days, the rest of the time, I haven't seen Her Highness think of herself as a woman.

In fact, all this is to blame for God's lack of eyes, and when Niangniang gave birth to His Royal Highness, he gave something less......

With a small half bowl of brown sugar ginger in the water, Qi Chang's face finally had a bloody color, and he was much more comfortable than before.

After a while, Qi Changrong handed the bowl out of the bed tent, wiped the corners of his mouth with a soft handkerchief, and asked gently, "According to what you said, the person who came to serve Miss Zhao couldn't understand the Central Plains dialect?" ”