Hongmei's face turned white, frowned, and asked suspiciously: "Strange, why don't those soldiers have anything to do?" ”

Qing'er knows more than this group of little girls, so she said with a smile: "People fight outside all the year round, they are in good health, and they must have preventive earthwork on their bodies, so naturally there will be no phenomenon of unadaptation." ”

"Then why don't you give us some, such a black heart!" Hongmei's little mouth is too poisonous, and she simply doesn't have a reason to argue for three points, and she has to be unforgiving.

Rucui said: "Why did people give it to you?" ”

"We're the right girls next to the girl!" Hongmei said unconvinced.

"No matter how powerful you are, you're just a girl, but you're a soldier sent by the emperor himself." It's better than the backstage, but the backstage is bigger than yours.

Hongmei was said by Rucui, and immediately wilted, which provoked Qing'er to laugh non-stop.

"Okay, you guys take care of your body first, there's still a lot to rely on you!" Qing'er was a little tired after speaking, Rucui waited for her to change her clothes, put down the gauze tent, and then walked out with Hongmei.

When she woke up in the afternoon, Rucui came in to serve her to wash and change her clothes, and Hongmei walked in from outside.

"Girl, the prince has sent someone to deliver something again." Hongmei looked at Qing'er with a smile and found that Qing'er's face remained unchanged at all, and she didn't have the slightest shyness of her daughter's family.

From the time they lived in the courtyard, King Zhennan would send things over every day, sometimes fresh fruits, sometimes delicate jewelry, and sometimes exquisite surprises. Originally, the girls with high eyebrows and eyes in the courtyard obediently put away their tails in the back.

"Well, let it go!"

Qing'er nodded slightly, glanced out the window twice, and asked unhappily, "Who is arguing outside?" ”

"I'm afraid that the little girls saw the things sent by the prince......"

Rucui handed the pu fan in her hand to Hongmei, signaled her to shut up and stop talking, and turned around and walked out. Not long after, she also walked in with a red face, and Qing'er was very surprised.

"Girl, the prince is here!" Rucui stood aside, her voice so shy that she could barely hear it.

"What?" Qing'er really didn't hear clearly, and looked back at Hongmei, Hongmei was dumbfounded, and looked at Rucui in a daze and didn't know what she was thinking. Qing'er sighed and waved her hand, "Okay, you all go down!" ”

Seeing this, Rucui naturally said that the girl of her family must be lying on the soft couch again and doing some strange movements, and shouted: "Girl, the prince is here!" ”

This time the sound was loud enough to calm Qing'er!

"Lord Wang? Come on, come on! "What else can I do here?

She is married by the Queen Mother, whether he wants it or not, he is not satisfied, and he can't return it. Although she is not very satisfied, this is an ancient time, not a modern time when she is reckless, and it is not a time for arrogance and presumptuousness.

There is not only herself behind her, but also the huge Shangshu Mansion, in case something happens to her, the life of her sisters may not be easy.

Although she is willful, she is not confused.

When she finds her father, she will be able to leave this world, but she can't get rid of this man if she fakes her death or something.

The man outside the door heard a crisp female voice coming from inside, and couldn't help frowning, and the cold air exuded from his body, making the girl behind him kneel on the ground trembling. Even his entourage lowered their heads, praying in their hearts that their master would not be angry.