It felt very bad to be drunk, Zhao Qianqian slept until noon the next day and woke up, with a splitting headache and feeling like his head was going to explode.

She braced herself up in pain and shook her head.

Apricot came in with a bowl, "Miss, are you awake?" This is your decanting soup."

Zhao Qianqian wrapped himself in the quilt and took the sobering soup: "How do you know I'm drunk?"

Are you really drunk? But I clearly remember that I drank kiwi fruit stuff, how could I get drunk?

But I'm not drunk, how did I get back to my room?

The more she thought about it, the more her head hurt, and she simply stopped thinking about it.

"It was the second master who said it, and he boiled the decanting soup, he asked me to wait for you to wake up and serve it to you, and let me boil porridge for you in the second night, he said that it would be better for you to drink some porridge when you woke up, and the second master also said to let you wear more, the mountain is cold......

Xing'er babbled a lot, in short, the second master knew that she was drunk and asked Xing'er to take care of her.

After drinking the sobering soup, she still felt weak and had a splitting headache, so she lay down on her stomach again.

Zhao Qianqian was dazed, didn't understand who the second master was in her mouth, and asked casually, "Who is the second master?"

"It's the brother of the owner of the village not long ago, don't you know him?"

Zhao Qianqian also asked casually, in fact, what Xing'er said, she didn't listen to it at all.

Xing'er muttered, "The second master cares so much about Miss, it's impossible not to know Miss, it must be that Miss is drunk and hasn't slept yet."

"Miss, you probably haven't woken up yet, you lie down for a while, and the slave maid will go to see if the porridge is ready."

Zhao Qianqian had a splitting headache, she didn't want anything now, she just wanted to sleep well, hoping that her head wouldn't hurt so much when she woke up

Xing'er went out with a bowl and met a person at the door: "Second master, Miss is awake, I'll go and see if the porridge is ready." :

Zhao Qianqian wrapped it tightly in the quilt, revealing only one head outside.

Shen Junchen entered the room and glanced at the bed, walked to the table and poured a glass of water, walked to the edge of the bed and sat down: "It will be better to get up and have a cup of tea."

Zhao Qianqian pulled up the quilt and covered his head: "My head hurts so much, let me sleep for a while."

Shen Junchen hugged her with the quilt and fed her to drink the tea.

Then he gently put the person down, pulled the quilt for her, and said softly, "Now you know it's uncomfortable? Let's see if you dare to drink in the future."

Zhao Qianqian was aggrieved, and his voice was a little hoarse: "It's the fruit brew that Ling Feng brought me, how could I get drunk?"

Shen Junchen said, "This fruit is brewed with wine."

"How do you know?"

In the end, he was drunk, his mind was not clear, and all the questions were in the vernacular, and the fruit brew was placed there, and he would know if he unscrewed it.

"I still want to drink water." She said in a hoarse voice.

Shen Junchen fed her a second cup of tea.

He put down his cup and sat down at the head of the bed, giving her a complicated look.

Zhao Qianqian looked at him with a shallow feeling: "What are you doing?"

Shen Junchen hooked his lips: "What do you think I'm going to do? Give you a massage on the acupressure points and you'll feel better."

Zhao Qianqian sighed reassuringly: "Oh."

Then he asked, "When did you come to the cottage?"

"Yesterday."

"Have you just returned from the Imperial City?" The voice was a little complaining.

"Well, there's something delayed in the Imperial City."

"Oh."

She answered lazily, and her eyes widened again, looking at him steadily.

"What's wrong?" Shen Junchen asked.

"How do you know I'm drunk?"

Before the porridge was cooked, Xing'er went to the yard to sweep the floor, and she hummed a little song while sweeping: "You have entered my heart and lost my soul, and I just want to spend the rest of my life with you......

Zhao Qianqian's brain exploded, and an unsightly memory flashed out, but all she could remember was that when she sang this brother, a vague figure approached her, and she only felt that the person seemed to know.

As for who this person is, it is completely fragmented, and I can't remember it at all.

She froze in embarrassment, held her breath, and secretly turned her head to look at Shen Junchen, only to see that the corners of his lips were slightly raised, evoking a wicked smile.

"Well, I, I don't remember last night." Zhao Qianqian stammered.

Shen Junchen curled the corners of his lips: "Do you want me to help you recall?"

Zhao Qianqian hurriedly said, "No, no, no."

It's better not to know what you don't know.

In a panic, she stretched out her hand out of the quilt and waved her hand repeatedly.

Shen Junchen pointed to her hands that were as smooth as jade: "Be careful of catching a cold."

Oh, my God! Only then did she realize that she was ...... I didn't wear anything, only a bath towel under my body.

Still, she was calm on the surface: "That...... You go out first, and I'll change my clothes."

The corners of Shen Junchen's lips hooked a good-looking arc, got up and walked to the door.

Seeing Shen Junchen go out, Zhao Qianqian got into the quilt and covered the quilt: "Ah! Yes! Ah......h

It's a shame.

But this person is really thick-skinned, how to enter her room, as casually as if entering her own room.

Xing'er heard the shouting inside, put down the broom, and stretched her neck to look into the room: "Second master, what's wrong with the young lady?"

Shen Junchen said, "Miss is hungry, go and see if the porridge is ready."

Zhao Qianqian quickly dressed neatly, walked to the table and poured a cup of tea, she was wearing little clothes, and she was shivering a little cold.

Shen Junchen walked to the side of the bed and took out a brocade-wrapped bag.

Zhao Qianqian looked at him suspiciously, "What is this? When did you put it on my bed?"

Shen Junchen said, "If someone else gave it, it's useless for me to keep it, so I'll give it to you."

As he spoke, he took out a pure white fox fur from the package, he pulled up Zhao Qianqian and put the fox fur on her.

Shen Junchen was stunned, the girl in front of him was like a fairy out of the dust, so beautiful that she couldn't be seen.

"Is this, Fox Fur?" Zhao Qianqian asked, she had seen it on TV in her previous life, but she hadn't seen the real fox fur yet.

"Is it warm?" Shen Junchen said softly.

Zhao Qianqian said obediently: "Hmm!"

Can it not be warm? It's all made of white fox skin, not a single variegated color, and the workmanship is exquisite, even the fashion store in the previous life didn't do it so well, it was hand-sewn.

"Miss, the porridge is here."

Xing'er put the porridge on the table and found that the young lady was wearing a pure white cloak, which was simply beautiful and unwanted.

Xing'er was a little dumbfounded: "Wow, miss, you are so beautiful, better than the fairy in the painting."

Shen Junchen said, "Is lunch ready?"

I ran for a day since yesterday, and I originally wanted to have dinner with her, but I didn't expect it to be late, she was still drunk, and she hadn't eaten yet, and she was already hungry with her chest against her back.

However, in the barracks, he often did not eat on time, and he was used to it.

"Well, okay, I'll bring it now." Apricot said sweetly.

In Zhao Qianqian's courtyard, Xing'er eats with her, and today Shen Junchen is here, and she is waiting on the side.

Zhao Qianqian said, "Don't be afraid, he is not an outsider, you can sit down and eat with us."

Xing'er glanced at Shen Junchen, but still didn't dare to sit down.

Shen Junchen said, "Miss asked you to sit down and eat, so you can sit down and eat together."

Xing'er sat down happily: "Hey, Miss Xie! Second Master Xie!"

"Miss, do you know how to play?" This little girl talks a lot, and she can't stop her mouth when she eats.

When she asked this, Zhao Qianqian was stunned for a moment, "Huh? No, what's wrong?"

Xing'er smiled, "I heard it all, you said it so well."

Zhao Qianqian was stunned again: "Huh?"

Xing'er put down the dishes and chopsticks, pondered for a while, and cleared her throat again: "Ahem! Cough! Hahahaha."

"Ahem! Cough! Cough! ．．．．．．」

Shen Junchen and Zhao Qianqian. At the same time, I was choked and almost died.

Xing'er didn't forget to beat the back of the two, and when she saw that the two of them didn't cough anymore, she continued: "Miss, come again, cough!" Cough! Hahahaha, Shen Junchen, you bastard, you said you would go back for ten days, a few ten days have passed, and you haven't come back, you big liar, big liar...... If you don't come back, I'll ...... I'll just find one better than you...... A man who looks better than you......"

"Stop! The soup is cold, I'll go warm it up." Zhao Qianqian got up and ran outside.

He said he was going to hot soup, so he went out empty-handed, and after a while, he came back empty-handed.

Zhao Qianqian's face showed embarrassment: "Well, no."

"Miss, besides, I haven't finished yet." Xing'er said with a serious face.

What she said is gone, the soup is gone, and Xing'er understands that she is not talking about the play.

Zhao Qianqian's face was as red as a peach, and the roots of his ears were red.

"Apricot, do you know who he is?" Zhao Qianqian asked.

"Second master."

"I mean, apart from the title of Second Master, do you know what his name is?"

Apricot thought for a moment, "Yes."

Do you know that you still dare to say that it is singing? Aren't you hurting me?

"Good brother." Apricot said again.

"Ahem! Cough! Cough! Ahem!" Shen Junchen was almost choked to death.

Xing'er got up again and went to beat Shen Junchen's back: "Second master, drink slowly."

"You call her brother?" Zhao Qianqian asked.

"No, that's what the owner of the village called."

Zhao smiled lightly and finally diverted the topic.

"Second master, you are injured, I'll go find you a village doctor."

Zhao Qianqian put down the dishes and chopsticks: "You are injured, where is the injury?"

Shen Junchen said, "It's okay, come back for dinner."

Apricot was puzzled: "But it seems to bleed."

"It's okay." Shen Junchen said coldly.

Apricot had to sit down obediently to eat.

After thinking about it, he tilted his head and asked, "Second Master, your injury seems to have been bitten, did you fight with someone?"

Shen Junchen smiled lightly, "No, this is a mark left on purpose."

Zhao Qianqian's face had just returned to normal, and she was as red as a peach all of a sudden, and she hurriedly got up: "I'll rub some medicine for you."

Shen Junchen said softly, "Sit down and eat first."

After a pause, he said, "Do you want to leave a mark again after rubbing the medicine?"

Zhao Qianqian didn't know how to finish this meal, oh my God! Is there any medicine that can remember people's amnesia?

Shen Junchen was about to go out in the afternoon, but Zhao Qianqian stopped him: "You can't go out, don't let the people in the cottage find out that you have been here, I will take you to a place at night."

Shen Junchen came to the cottage, only Zhao Qianqian and Xing'er knew, and Xing'er was now very loyal to Zhao Qianqian.

From childhood to adulthood, no one regarded her as a human being, those people either beat her or scolded her, only Zhao Qianqian thought about her for everything and took care of her safety.

After following Zhao Qianqian for a month, this little girl has also learned to be smart, how to do things, and how to speak properly.

Shen Junchen looked at her inexplicably, "You found something?"

"Hmm." Zhao Qianqian nodded: "All of them have been found."