After a short silence, Murong Fu asked, "Your name is Qing'er?" What is the full name? ”

"Back to my lord, the concubine has no name, the queen mother gave the name Qing'er, and the concubine can only be called Qing'er in the future."

The girl said respectfully.

Concubines?

The characters got in pretty quickly.

Murong Fu then asked about her life experience, and the other party answered fluently, saying it seamlessly, so that he could not find any flaws.

But this girl always gave him a sense of familiarity, and he felt that he should have seen this Qing'er, but he couldn't remember it.

After a short time, the two returned to the house.

After introducing Qing'er to the housekeeper, Murong Fu asked her to take her down to bathe and change her clothes, and took a bath with herself.

Otherwise, the smell of incense mixed with Li Qiushui's dormitory on his body made him feel uncomfortable all the time.

After changing into clean clothes, Murong Fu went directly to Yipintang without stopping, performing routine public duties and teaching Western Xia officers martial arts.

So in the evening, he returned to the house.

Qing'er, who was already familiar with the environment, immediately greeted her, and a fragrant meal was already prepared in the house.

Murong Fu saw that they were all the ones he usually eats on weekdays, and after sitting down and tasting them, he found that even the taste was the same, and he knew that it was not made by the Qing'er in front of him, but the cook at home, otherwise in half a day, even if the other party learned it similarly, it would not be possible to taste the same.

What piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are proficient in, and I can't even cook, do I really mean that I am wronged, marry a vase, and look at myself?

Murong Fu glanced at the other party without a trace, thinking that in addition to his good figure, his appearance was not stunning, which made him really not interested.

After eating, Murong Fu called Qing'er to the room.

Qing'er's face changed slightly, and a trace of struggle flashed in her eyes, but in the end she followed the other party over, but her palm was holding a small jade bottle.

Murong Fu returned to the room, sat on a Taishi chair with a golden sword, and said in a lazy tone: "Go and bring me a basin of foot water!" ”

Since you want to play, it's up to you to play whom!

Although I don't know why Li Qiushui is still wary of himself, he is not a submissive person, how the other party fiddles with him, he naturally has to make up for it from this Qing'er's body.

Qing'er was originally very nervous, but after hearing his words, she couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then cheered: "The concubine is going now." ”

With that, he ran away as if he were running away.

"Uh...... Could it be that Li Qiushui said that the training ...... Is this it? ”

Let the other party bring a basin of foot washing water so excited, which made Murong Fu feel powerless to complain.

I thought, this is piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, I see that blowing, playing and singing is almost the same.

After a while, Qing'er came with a basin of hot water.

Murong Fu didn't look like he wanted to do it himself, and looked at her like an uncle.

Although Qing'er had never washed the feet of others, she had never eaten pork, and she had seen pigs run, so she slowly squatted down and took off her shoes and socks for Murong Fu, fortunately, it was not as smelly as she imagined, but there was a slight wrinkled smell of sweat, which was not completely unacceptable.

Putting Murong Fu's feet in the basin, Qing'er stretched out a pair of hands as white as jade and gently scrubbed them for him.

The other party's movements were very jerky and sluggish, and although Murong Fu was slightly dissatisfied, he didn't say anything.

However, what he didn't notice was that when Qing'er lowered his head to wash his feet, although he was trying his best to restrain himself, his eyes were involuntarily covered with a layer of fog, and he felt extremely aggrieved in his heart.

After wiping Murong Fu's feet clean, Qing'er had to get up and pour water.

Murong Fu looked at her curly figure and back, and said, "Come back and warm my bed after washing your hands!" ”

Hand washing? Still warm the bed?

Qing'er almost couldn't help pouring the footwash on the other party's face, but in the end she reluctantly answered yes.

When Murong Fu saw the other party leave, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but hook up a smile.

Not long after, when Qing'er came back, she saw the other party sitting on the Taishi chair practicing, and when she was curiously trying to take a closer look, Murong Fu opened her eyes and looked at the bed on the side, and her meaning was self-evident.

Qing'er's face was filled with shame and anger, but for fear that the other party would find out, she turned around and honestly walked to the side of the bed and lay down.

With a nervous mood, she kept leaning on the side of the bed, staring at Murong Fu not far away, and after the other party finished practicing, if she dared to do anything wrong to herself, she would use the sad breeze in her hand to teach the other party a lesson.

However, she waited for a long time and didn't see the other party go to bed, as if she had forgotten that she was still herself.

Due to the high concentration of her mind, she soon felt a wave of sleepiness hit her, and she wanted to fall asleep like this in a daze.

But soon she cheered up again, knowing that she couldn't sleep, at least not before the person in front of her, otherwise if something really happened, she was afraid that she wouldn't even have a chance to regret it.

Qing'er really didn't know why the Queen Mother would put herself in danger, in case she ...... If something really happens to the two of them, will she have to marry the person in front of her?

Although Li Yanzong's appearance is also handsome, his martial arts are also strong, and he is a little older, but fortunately, he is also enthusiastic, so he is not so rigid......

Qing'er couldn't help but think of the scene where the other party helped take down the paper kite in the palace that day, and she was a little more curious about the person in front of her.

Before she knew it, she felt heavy eyelids and slowly closed her eyes.

Early the next morning.

Qing'er woke up from her sleep, and the feeling of letting down her guard and being warm and comfortable made her want to stretch.

But when she stretched her waist, she accidentally bumped into something, and when she reacted, she suddenly remembered that she was not in the palace, and she was startled and almost screamed.

Fortunately, she hurriedly covered her lips, so she didn't make a sound that alarmed the people behind her.

Qing'er quickly checked the clothes on her body, and found that there was nothing wrong with it except for some messiness, so she was relieved.

She looked back at Murong Fu, and when she saw that the other party hadn't woken up yet, she carefully lifted the futon and walked out of bed.

Just as she was tiptoeing to leave like this, Murong Fu's voice came from behind: "Next time, remember not to sleep in your outer clothes, when you turn over, the movement is too loud, disturbing the quiet." ”

Qing'er froze for a moment, her eyes were ashamed, and she didn't know how to answer, so she ran out of the room without concealment.

Looking at the back of the other party fleeing from the desert, a faint light flashed in Murong Fu's eyes, and he laughed in his heart: "Who should I be, it turned out to be a dignified princess, and this old witch is willing to do it." ”

Murong Fu had long suspected the identity of the other party, and after he was already familiar with the face mask, some expressions would become obviously stiff when he switched away, so he had the heart to test it.

After Qing'er fell asleep, Murong Fu unveiled her mask, and a delicate and dexterous face appeared in front of him, who else could there be if it wasn't the princess of Yinchuan?