After the general let her go back to rest, she was not idle, and after explaining a few words to Shi Zhi. He changed into his civilian clothes again, and told the butler, "Let's go, it's time for me to meet my son-in-law." ”

The housekeeper put the robe and cloak on for the master, "I don't know if the master is going to find the seventh prince or the ninth prince?" ”

The general groaned, "The Seventh Prince doesn't have to worry, although he is a young man, the prince will protect him, and by the way, he can also protect Ah Shu, but the Nine Kings, if I don't see him, I still can't marry Ah Jin to him with peace of mind." ”

The housekeeper was puzzled, "Didn't the general also have contact with the Nine Kings on weekdays?" Because the Nine Kings are too weak, you always teach him the art of strengthening his body, but is there anything wrong with the Nine Kings on weekdays? ”

The general nodded, "It's just because there's nothing wrong with it that it's very strange." Although, I have also been in contact with the Nine Kings for a long time, but I always can't see his personality, and I always teach him some simple ones on weekdays, but he always can't learn, but if I really can't learn, then I must sweat every time I practice, but every time I see him, he is clean and refreshing, except for the smell of medicine, which seems a little sick, the rest are too different compared to those weak soldiers under my hands. ”

The housekeeper understood, it seemed that this Nine Princes was hiding himself, and he saw that he was a scheming master.

Then the two came to Ma Peng in the house, and the housekeeper brought out an inconspicuous carriage, "Since the master is going to 'explore', it's better to keep a low profile." ”

The general glanced at the butler with satisfaction, "Don't mention this matter to Ah Jin." ”

......

By the time An Sijin woke up, it was already dusk.

But her sleepiness was still heavy.

The wind rose and the geese went south, she got up and pushed open the window, it was not long after the Mid-Autumn Festival, the temperature at night suddenly became cooler, looking at the sunset in front of her like a picture, reflected in her dark and godless eyes.

The tea on the table turned from warm to cold, An Sijin looked at the drawings that were blown around by the wind, and his heart was full of indescribable tastes.

She looked at the faint twilight that was about to fall into darkness, and sighed, "If what I like is not Fuchen, but the prince, this should not be the case." ”

Cui'er has been guarding outside the courtyard, because of the change last night, she has become more careful than usual, listening to some noise inside, she went to the small kitchen in the courtyard, picked up the white porridge that had been warm, and pushed open the young lady's boudoir.

"Miss, but when you wake up, drink some white porridge first, warm your body, and cushion your stomach."

An Sijin stretched out his hand to take it, this white porridge has been boiling for a long time, and a layer of porridge skin has floated on the surface.

Cui'er saw that she was stunned, so she thought that she didn't like this layer of porridge skin, so she explained, "Miss don't like this layer of porridge skin, this is a medicinal meal specially recruited by the imperial doctor in the palace, and the imperial doctor said that this is the rice oil boiled from the best jasmine, which is the most healthy and stomach-nourishing condition, and Miss has not eaten since she drank wine last night, and her stomach must be hurt." ”

An Sijin smiled, scooped a bite with a spoon and ate it, sure enough, it was a medicinal meal prescribed by the imperial doctor, and it was so delicious that people wanted to cry.

"Cui'er, have you ever dreamed of your wedding?"

Cui'er just took advantage of the fact that Miss was asleep, so she ran with Huan'er to ask Shi Zhi about the broken stone, Shi Zhi was really as good as his name, and he said very little to be pitiful, so he only told them that Miss went to restore the emperor's life early this morning and wanted to marry King Beichen.

Seeing the young lady like this now, Cui'er thought that she was worried, and if she got married, the Nine Princes would not treat her well.