Ren Zhao is a talented and erudite prince, but he really hasn't used this cleverness to coax women. He wanted to comfort him when he searched his stomach, and coincidentally heard Chang Huan's voice behind him.

"Childe, why did you come here, tell me to find it."

Zhao Yanjiu turned to one side, just revealing Su Ajiao, who was sobbing and teary-eyed.

Chang Huan paused when he came up, and looked at Zhao Yanjiu with frowns: "Childe, did you bully people?" ”

"......" Zhao Yanjiu wanted to hammer him inexplicably.

With just one look, Chang Huan understood Zhao Yanjiu. Oh, he misunderstood.

Zhao Yanjiu didn't want to deal with him for a while. Turning his face slowly, he stared at Su Ajiao angrily and said, "You are quite strong in front of Su Kangan, aren't you?" Why do you cry every time you meet me? ”

He said that he still kindly took out a handkerchief in his sleeve and handed it over, and the corners of his eyes trembled as if disgusted: "I'm afraid of ghosts, you look like a ghost when you cry, hurry up and wipe it." Seeing that you sleep on the street at night, my son will find you a place to live in a while. ”

Chang Huan was stunned when he listened: His son-in-law has changed sex. doesn't care about the beautiful girl Yige, this girl Su who is setting up a noodle stall, he is born with justice.

So silently applauded him in the bottom of my heart.

Zhao Yanjiu, like Zhao Qingmiao, does good deeds depends on the mood.

Su Ajiao raised her face in a daze, looked at him pitifully, her eyes were clear, and her face was open, so she took the handkerchief and wiped away her tears, and hesitated to go with him.

The Su family can't go back, and she has no real people to turn to, so she doesn't know what she can do in the future except for setting up a noodle stall. Eating and drinking Lazar is not a problem, but it is really difficult to live.

She thought about it, and out of the corner of her eye, she glanced back into the dark alley: she might have to sleep with the rats tonight, and her courage would be eroded.

"Thank you Zhao Gongzi, I, I don't have much value on me, except for this bedding and clothes, there are some guys who set up stalls......"

Zhao Yanjiu pursed his mouth and couldn't help but roll his eyes: Debt to people? What does he want her to do with all this?

After a thought of it, he said: "This son didn't help you for nothing, it just so happened that there was a lack of a cook in the family, you have good skills, and you have a place to live when you come to work in my house, it's better than you set up a noodle stall, right?" ”

Look, how well this excuse comes to mind.

Chang Huanmu scolded with a face: When is there a shortage of cooks in the house? Does Miss Two know?

Su Ajiao thought to herself that this would be good, and when she saved some more money to buy a small courtyard, she would have a place to stay. So he gratefully pulled out a sincere smile at Zhao Yanjiu: "Zhao Gongzi is a good person, Gillian has thanked Gongzi." ”

Seeing that she agreed, Zhao Yanjiu turned around and walked out, glaring at Chang Huan: "Still not helping?" ”

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The lady of the concierge Ah Si's family had just given birth to a baby, and she took leave to go home to take care of her wife for a while, but Steward Zhong didn't want to hire anyone anymore, so she insisted on moving to the concierge at night, which was cheaper for Shen Xiao, and she could have a quiet single bedroom these days.

There are two blurry silhouettes printed on the window paper, because of the angle, it looks like the two of them hugging each other from the outside, so intimate.

Inside the room, a puddle of candle oil dripped on the square table, and a crackling sound erupted from the blackened place of the candle wick, mixed with a hint of smoke slowly rising in the air.

Zhao Qingmiao was still thinking about Shen Xiao's injury before going to bed. When the stick went down, it was clear that his face was blue, and it must have hurt. But Shen Xiao said that she didn't need to invite a doctor to come, and she decided to send the medicinal oil in person to repay his personal favor.

Because she couldn't stand it, Shen Xiao bent her elbow and sprinkled medicine on his back with difficulty, so she frowned and sighed, rolled up her sleeves and went over to help him rub the medicine.

- Shen Jiu was a few years younger than her after all, so he naturally didn't feel that it was too inappropriate to do so.

I saw Shen Xiao obediently lying on the table, his thin chin against the center of his fist, and his slightly drooping gaze looked back intentionally or unintentionally, landing on Zhao Qingmiao's exposed thin white arm.

- Zhao Qingmiao didn't seem to treat him as a normal man, so he didn't have the vigilance he should have. Is this good or bad?

Shen Xiao smelled the faint fragrance wafting over, felt the warmth coming from under her soft palm, and rubbed the bruises round and round, feeling relaxed all over.

remembered that over the years, there were often ministers who wanted to stuff their daughters into the palace, but he didn't get any of them, so there were rumors that he couldn't do it...... It's either really pure and has few desires, or it simply feels troublesome. When he was in the frontier, he didn't have time to think about the love of his children at all, and later returned to Shangjing, and he was too late to be wary of the obvious thoughts of the daughters of those powerful people, how could he dare to have love?

Zhao Qingmiao is a little special to him. After getting along for a while, I don't know when I started to care.

When thinking like this, Shen Xiao moved his gaze to Zhao Qingmiao's serious side face, his face was as white as a jade peck, his nose was straight, and his cherry lips were slightly open. The Adam's apple rolled unconsciously.

"Don't you complain of pain?" Zhao Qingmiao's eyes were indifferent, she withdrew her hand and took out a handkerchief to wipe off the medicated oil, and slowly lowered her sleeves to smooth out a little folds.

Shen Xiao came back to his senses, his well-versed eyes turned to the side, and the tip of his tongue moved slightly and pulled the corners of his mouth and said, "Well, it hurts." ”

Zhao Qingmiao silently twitched the corner of her mouth: "......, do you dare to be more perfunctory?"

She would actually be curious, what is Shen Jiu's origin? looks handsome, and speaks casually with cold arrogance. He said that his family was in the middle of the road, but he had no nostalgia for the sadness of the past at all, his martial arts were not good or bad, and his mind was not clear. can be willing to be a subordinate, but his eyes are never submissive.

Shen Xiao still wanted to speak, but Zhao Qingmiao suddenly got up and said, "It's not early, you can rest." If it's not better tomorrow, don't hold on, just go to the doctor and see. My Zhao family will repay the kindness, and this bit of silver is still spent. ”

After speaking, he took a step but stumbled a little, and Zhao Qingmiao felt that the ribbon seemed to be pulled by a hand from behind.

My heart is stirred by something. "What do you do?" Zhao Qingmiao frowned and asked softly, biting her lip.

Shen Xiao's tone was mixed with a hint of inexplicability and doubt. "Huh?"

Zhao Qingmiao realized that something was wrong, and when she turned around, she saw that one leg of the square table was worn out and cracked, and the inverted abrupt wooden thorn happened to hook her side ribbon.

In an instant, his cheeks were dyed red, and he heard Shen Xiao's chuckle in his ears. The next moment, Zhao Qingmiao almost ran away, and walked out of the room quickly.

When I got out of the courtyard door, I bumped into Zhao Yanjiu leading a person to the bedroom in the other courtyard.

Zhao Qingmiao evened out her breath, tilted her head curiously, and called out as she walked: "Brother." ”

Zhao Yanjiu's hands and feet stiffened, turned around very unnaturally, and raised his hand with a smile: "Sister, haven't you slept so late?" ”

"I'm going to go to sleep. My brother went to find the Tong Governor's Mansion, nothing happened, right? Who is this girl? Zhao Qingmiao looked directly over her brother's shoulder, but she couldn't see her face clearly in the dark night, but she probably knew that it was a girl.

Zhao Yanjiu just sent Chang Huan away, and now he regrets it, and there is no one to block the arrow. With a quick thought in his head, he went up and whispered a few words.

I don't know what to say, Zhao Qingmiao frowned first and then realized after hearing this, and his eyes were a little sympathetic.

Su Ajiao thought that she was causing trouble to Zhao Dagongzi, and the whole person pinched her sleeves nervously, and stepped back a little at a loss, showing anxiety and self-blame.

"Miss Sue." Zhao Qingmiao also saw it, and showed a calm smile to make people feel at ease.

"You can stay in the other courtyard, and everyone will get acquainted with it in the future."