Under the sun

The young man has a long jade body, and the silver-white moire narrow-sleeved woven clothes make him a little warm and jade-like, but the young man's eyebrows and eyes are low, and this warmth is pressed into gloom.

Overall, it's still good, Qi Huan is satisfied: "It fits well, does Xiaobai like it?" ”

Ji Mubai touched the sleeves of his shirt, the delicate moire was soft to the touch, and it was cool to wear on his body, how could the coarse linen clothes he wore before compare to the clothes he wore now.

Although he couldn't see what this dress looked like, he thought it looked very good, and he nodded: "I like it, sister, why do you want to make clothes for me?" ”

Is there any purpose?

Qi Huan replied as a matter of course: "I can do it if I want, but as a prince, even if the Internal Affairs Office withholds these fabrics, the Shangyi Bureau should send you some ready-to-wear clothes every year." ”

"How would they want to waste their time coming to this broken palace to tailor it for me."

Before Ji Mubai was blind, his clothes were sewn and changed by himself.

Serving the queen for many years, he has some savings but must use them on the blade, and those money must be used to recruit troops and horses, make weapons, and he can save it.

"Poor little bit, it's okay, those are over, and it will get better and better in the future." Qi Huan patted Ji Mubai on the shoulder to comfort him, and suddenly pinched his face, the feeling has not changed, why is there still no flesh on his face?

She obviously made up for Ji Mubai very well, although it was not a big fish and meat, and it was barely a balanced combination of meat and vegetables, where did this kid leak his nutrition?

[Qi Huan, you shouldn't say that you will make clothes for him now, will he have such words like you by his side in the future, the little tyrant will be moved in his heart. 】

…… Qi Huan shook her head, she wouldn't paint a pie for the little tyrant, she just saw that the cloth had itchy hands, and she couldn't sleep, and she had plenty of time, so she would think about making clothes.

She will give it to him if she wants to do it, and it is also her freedom to do it if she does not want to do it, and it is impossible to make clothes specifically to please the little tyrant.

In the afternoon of the same day, Qi Huan stayed in the imperial dining room, exchanging cooking skills with the very charitable Chef Song, this Chef Song's son was fed by her for nothing, and Qi Huan came to her to learn from her.

After Chef Song tasted Qi Huan's chicken soup herself, her voice became hoarse on the spot.

“…… Huan'er, you ...... Put too much salt. Chef Song poured two large scoops of water and got better, and she tasted a few of Qi Huan's side dishes, "This dish is not fried, and the salt of this dish is light......"

Chef Song's evaluation made Qi Huan feel empowered, no wonder Ji Mubai's expression was as painful every time she ate as if she was going to be punished, she thought it was Ji Mubai's uncertainties, he just wanted to show her his face.

I didn't expect it to be because the food was unpalatable......

Qi Huan has no sense of taste, and he doesn't have a good control over saltiness, salty is dead, and it is as light as boiled water.

[It's not easy for the little tyrant for more than a month. 】

"It's not all up to you, I have lost my sense of taste and smell, how can I taste salty!"

Qi Huan smiled and leaned over to Chef Song, took out a few pieces of broken silver and put them in Chef Song's hand, "Please also ask Aunt Song to teach me, my tongue can't taste salty, can Aunt Song write me a recipe, specific to putting a few spoons of salt, how long to cook on high heat?" ”

Chef Song weighed the silver in her hand, and put the silver into her sleeve with a smile: "No problem, Aunt Song, I like you the most on weekdays, a sensible girl, there will be a drawer of pastries steamed later, there will be an extra one, you can take it back and eat it." ”

Qi Huan hurriedly thanked him, and even said a bunch of good things about Chef Song, which made Chef Song happy.

When he walked out of the imperial dining room, Qi Huan was carrying a three-layer wooden food box, thinking that the little tyrant would be able to have a normal dinner today.

The little tyrant was really capable, he didn't say it when it was so unpalatable, and he didn't secretly gag her off because she was unpalatable in cooking, Qi Huan felt a rare trace of guilt in his heart.

When approaching Xiao Po Gong, the sound of many people talking was heard for the first time, Qi Huan hid around the corner with light steps, she poked her head out and looked at Xiao Po Gong.

"Look at this bastard, I actually changed my clothes today, who made the clothes for you, it shouldn't have been stolen, right?"

I saw a child wearing a red silk brocade robe, about eight or nine years old, standing at the door of the hall arrogantly sarcastically mocking Ji Mubai, behind him stood a bunch of palace people, and two strong grandmothers.

There are such battles, and the only one who matches the age is the rumored young Nine Emperor Prince, who is so arrogant and domineering at a young age, how can Concubine Hui raise her children.

"This prince is talking to you, you bastard dare to ignore this prince!" Seeing that Ji Mubai ignored him, the Nine Emperor Princes rushed into the Xiaopo Palace with an arrow and pushed Ji Mubai hard.

He found that Ji Mubai was pushed down and fell to the ground by him without hiding, and the brand-new moire clothes were stained with mud, and Ji Mubai didn't know how to pat it, so he got up in a panic and looked cowardly.

"I'm really blind!" The Nine Emperor Princes picked up a few small stones and smashed them on Ji Mubai's body and played.

It was the first time he had seen a blind man in the palace, and he had to tease him.

The Nine Emperor Princes knew that his Eighth Emperor Brother was a lowly mongrel born in the palace, and his mother was Concubine Hui, Ji Mubai's unsightly identity was looked down upon by the people in the palace, let alone him, an orthodox prince.

Every time his mother blamed him for not studying well, he would come to Ji Mubai to get angry, anyway, this Ji Mubai had no one to support him, and he didn't fight back every time he beat him.

Xu felt that the small stones in his hand were not smashed, and he stared at the rockery stones in the yard.

Ji Mubai's hand was scratched by small stones, oozing blood marks, he fled in the courtyard in embarrassment, in order to let the Nine Emperors get tired of playing and leave as soon as possible, he couldn't dodge all the stones that were thrown over, he could only choose to be smashed by a few small stones by hearing.

"Ouch!"

The Nine Emperors are short, but their hearts are higher than the sky, and they want to pick up the big stones, but they don't pick them up and fall on their buttocks.

"Break the stone, you come and smash it!" The Nine Emperor Princes stepped on the stone with his foot, and casually pointed to a eunuch and ordered him to use this big stone to smash Ji Mubai.

[Qi Huan, if you don't go in again, the little tyrant will be smashed in the head. 】

Qi Huan put down the food box and leaned weakly against the palace wall, she held her forehead: "What can I change when I go in?" It's going to change from one person being beaten to two people being beaten. ”

The prestige of the Nine Emperors in the palace, Qi Huan has heard of it, except for the queen and the concubine who is in the middle of honor, this little bully relies on himself to be the prince, and he is young, and he dares to bully anyone.

Some talented people Jieyu, even the concubines with titles, have to endure it.

Who dares to mess with a bear child with a background.

The identity of the little tyrant is embarrassing, and the Nine Emperor Princes will not show any mercy when they are bullied. The little tyrant is lying on his stomach and trying his courage, not daring to resist, for fear of getting into trouble.

"You waste, you can't hit a blind man, go back and get the board, you come!" The arrogant voice of the Nine Emperor Princes was extremely loud in this remote dilapidated palace.

Qi Huan heard it word for word, and let out a helpless sigh, if he didn't hit it, he would be hit by the board, and the second one who was ordered would definitely have enough strength to smash Ji Mubai.

She looked at the ordinary palace maid's dress on her body, quickly raised her hand to mess up her hair bun and spread it on her face, and rubbed some ash on the ground and smeared it on her face.

After making sure that his face was unrecognizable, Qi Huan used his speed of 800 meters to rush into the broken palace.

She sensitively dodged the grandmother who wanted to stop her, and after deliberately knocking over the eunuch who was about to smash Ji Mubai, she suddenly knelt down in front of the Nine Emperor Princes, and her body also fell to the ground.

She pinched her throat and said in a trembling voice: "Your Highness, Niangniang is angry and looking for you everywhere, the slave is afraid that His Highness will be punished by Niangniang too late when he goes back, so she desperately ran out to tell His Highness, Your Highness, go back to the palace quickly." ”

Qi Huan cried sadly, like a loyal dog's legs, she respectfully knelt at the feet of the Nine Emperor Prince and begged him to return to the palace quickly, not to make Niangniang angry, so as not to avoid punishment.

"The mother is angry! Oh no, the article hasn't been copied yet. The Nine Emperors didn't doubt him, how could they care about bullying Ji Mubai, lifted the hem of his clothes and ran towards Concubine Hui's palace.

Several eunuchs also immediately followed, but one grandmother didn't follow, she glanced at Qi Huan, walked up to Qi Huan and asked, "What are you doing in Concubine Hui's palace?" ”

Qi Huan sighed in her heart, she raised her head and made a cowardly gesture and whispered: "The slave is responsible for cleaning the side hall of the mother. ”

There were still two tear stains on her gray face, her hair was messily stuck to her face, and Mama couldn't recognize which palace maid this was for a while, but she kindly ran out to remind the Nine Emperor Princes that it looked like she had fallen for it, and it should be a good one.

The Nine Emperor Princes made mistakes, only those of them who were subordinates would be beaten, and the Nine Emperor Princes were at most said by the mother, and Qi Huan also helped her in this move.

The grandmother said softly: "It's a clever one, I will say good things to His Highness when I go back, and let Niangniang give you a promotion to the main hall." ”

Qi Huan showed a look of surprise, and she said excitedly: "Thank you, Mama!" ”

Mama nodded condescendingly, she beckoned Qi Huan to go back to the palace with her, and Qi Huan hurriedly followed her and left.

The ruined palace returned to silence.

Ji Mubai stood there a little distracted, facing the direction of the palace gate.

He had already heard Qi Huan's footsteps coming back, but she had obviously been hiding in the corner for a long time, why did she finally run out to save him?

still uses such a dangerous method, all the grandmothers who can raise the prince in the palace are human spirits, once they find out that Qi Huan is not in the palace of Concubine Hui, then she is afraid that she will not be able to come back alive.

"Stupid." Ji Mubai turned around and walked back to the room with a cold face, what does Qi Huan's life and death have to do with him.