At night, Xuanhua arranged everything before resting, Xuanhua didn't leave and wanted to sleep with her grandmother, but Xuankui couldn't, so she had to rely on her.

Early the next morning, the clansmen sent by Xuan Kui left the village and dressed up as Quang Nam people and went to Quang Nam to inquire about the news from the small road.

Qin Shuhuang also woke up early in the morning.

Although Xuankui arranged the best hospitality bamboo building for her, Qin Shuhuang still couldn't get used to sleeping.

The climate of southern Xinjiang is humid, there are many mosquitoes at night, although the air permeability of the bamboo building is good, but it is not soundproof, the sky is not yet bright, Qin Shuhuang can hear the sound of the people of the southern Xinjiang people outside getting up in the morning to work and talking.

If you can't sleep, just get up.

Xu heard the sound inside, and the voice of a middle-aged woman sounded outside the door.

"Your Highness is up? I am Feiyun sent by Toast to serve His Highness. ”

Qin Shuhuang was stunned and called Feiyun in.

After a while, a middle-aged woman in southern Xinjiang who was dressed in cool clothes pushed open the door and walked in.

The woman, Feiyun, was younger than Twilight, in her early thirties.

She walked into the room with a tray in one hand and a food box in the other, put down the food box, and walked to the bed with the tray.

"Your Highness, Toast has prepared clothes for you, but I don't know if it's suitable or not, you try it first, if there is anything inappropriate, I can change it now."

Feiyun smiled with three points without speaking, which can give people a good impression.

Qin Shuhuang bowed his head, took the clothes, and Feiyun got up and went to the basin stand next to him to prepare face wash for Qin Shuhuang.

Since entering the southern Xinjiang village, even in the bamboo building of Xuan Kui, Qin Shuhuang has not seen the people from southern Xinjiang who specialize in serving people, and now Feiyun, who came in to serve her, actually knew the order and rules of the maids and servants of the big families in the capital.

Qin Shuhuang smiled, I was afraid that this Feiyun was not just going to serve people.

In the southern Xinjiang village, Rao is toast and Xuan Kui couldn't get the Han family dress for Qin Shuhuang at once, and the clothes sent by Feiyun were all women's clothes of the Southern Xinjiang tribe.

The skirt was narrow and ankle-length, the blouse was a diagonal style, which was equally tight to accentuate the woman's line, the collar and sleeves were embroidered with intricate horizontal stripes, and the accessories on the hair were various silver jewelry, and the higher the status, the more silver jewelry to be worn on the body.

The daylycrop I saw yesterday was wearing a huge and gorgeous silver crown on her head.

There is no choice, Qin Shuhuang can only temporarily wear the women's clothes of the Southern Xinjiang tribe.

After washing, change into it while Feiyun waits.

Xuankui's vision is very good, and the clothes Qin Shuhuang chooses fit just right, only the cuffs are a little wide, which does not affect it.

The women's clothes of the southern Xinjiang clan highlight the women's lines, and Qin Shuhuang, who used to wear palace skirts or regular clothes, is not obvious, but now she changes into a tight southern Xinjiang dress, and suddenly exposes all the lines that she deliberately hides on weekdays.

Even Feiyun couldn't help but praise when he saw it: "If Your Highness is our Southern Xinjiang woman, I don't know how many flowers from Southern Xinjiang warriors we will receive at the moon worship party." ”

It was the first time for Qin Shuhuang to wear this kind of southern Xinjiang costume, and he was already uncomfortable, and he couldn't help but blush his cheeks when he heard Feiyun's words.

Feiyun covered his mouth and smiled, "Since Your Highness is dressed like this, why don't you also comb the hairstyle of our southern Xinjiang women?" ”

Qin Shuhuang bowed his head.

Otherwise, wearing a southern Xinjiang woman's clothes but wearing Han family hair will look nondescript.

The hairstyle of women in southern Xinjiang is also simple, the temples are braided and tied to the back of the head, wrapped into a round bun, and then hairpins are made of various silver jewelry.

Feiyun brought too many silver jewelry, and if he plugged it all on, he was afraid that he would twist his neck if he tilted his head.

Qin Shuhuang didn't use it, she took a silver step and put it in her bun and stopped.

Seeing this, Feiyun did not stop him, and only chose a pair of simple silver earrings for Qin Shuhuang to wear.

"Your Highness is just right to dress like this, noble and elegant."

used the southern Xinjiang style of morning food, Qin Shuhuang went next door to see Xuancang's situation.

As soon as Long Jia looked up and saw Qin Shuhuang dressed like this, he immediately lowered his head and didn't dare to take another look.

What are you kidding, if the Lord knew that he saw His Highness wearing it like this, he wouldn't give him small shoes to wear.

Qin Shuhuang asked Xuan Cang about last night's situation.

Long Jia said respectfully: "Back to Your Highness, Commander Xuancang got a little hot in the middle of the night last night, and everything else is fine." ”

Qin Shuhuang nodded and ordered Long Jia to decoct the medicine, Feiyun stayed at the door to guard, and she went in to give Xuancang a pulse.

There was finally no more bumps last night, and Xuan Cang's condition was much better.

Two wounds on his body are also gradually healing.

It's just that the situation of the Seven Star Gu in the body is more serious, and the sooner it is resolved, the better.

It is estimated that Xuan Cang will wake up today.

Thinking of Xuankui's advice, Qin Shuhuang glanced at Xuan Cang who was lying on the bed, blushing a little nervously.

Soon, Long Jia brought the boiled soup over to him.

Long Jia helped Xuan Cang to half-lean on the head of the bed, and Qin Shuhuang first fed Xuan Cang rice soup and then medicine.

Xuancang, who drank the rice soup and decoction, was in a better condition.

Qin Shuhuang didn't leave the room, and asked Feiyun to pick up some books about Southern Xinjiang and read them at the table in the room.

Until dinner time in the evening, Qin Shuhuang did not leave this room.

Feiyun walked into the house quickly and asked, "Your Highness, it's time for dinner, Toast invites you to come over and have dinner together." ”

Qin Shuhuang raised his head from the desk to look at Feiyun, and then shook his head, "Thank you for your kindness on my behalf, I won't go today, everything will be seen by the people who wait for your toast." ”

Feiyun didn't expect Qin Shuhuang to refuse directly, so he was stunned before saying, "Then I'll send dinner to His Highness's room." ”

Qin Shuhuang lowered his head again and looked at the book in front of him, and said as he read: "No, bring dinner here, I'll rest here tonight." ”

At this time, Feiyun could no longer hide the surprise in his eyes, and looked up at Qin Shuhuang in surprise.

Didn't hear Feiyun's voice for a while, Qin Shuhuang looked up at Feiyun, Feiyun came back to his senses and hurriedly responded.

Dinner was quickly delivered.

Knowing that Qin Shuhuang still had a sick number by his side, the dinner sent by Feiyun was light.

Bamboo rice, lean porridge, lemongrass carp, a few stir-fried vegetables and vegetables.

Seeing that Qin Shuhuang had been in Xuancang's room, Long Jia asked Feiyun to ask for another room, and he didn't bother except to send the decoction.

After eating, he fed Xuan Cang lean porridge and decoction, and after resting for a while, Qin Shuhuang asked Feiyun to bring hot water in.

Rao is the Central Plains has entered winter, and the southern Xinjiang is still sultry weather.

It's okay for her to sit at the window and read a book all day, Xuancang has been lying in bed for a day and a night, and she can't blow the wind, and her body has already been soaked with sweat many times.

Mixed with warm water, Qin Shuhuang skillfully helped Xuan Cang take off his shirt and wiped his face first.

Xuan Cang's face is angular, his sword eyebrows are in his sideburns, if it weren't for the scars on his forehead, he would be a natural beautiful man.

Qin Shuhuang looked at Xuan Cang's face, gently wiped the fine sweat on his face, and after wiping it, he couldn't help but touch Xuan Cang's thick eyelashes and eyebrows.

After wiping his face, he helped Xuan Cang clean the wound and change the wound medicine to bandage.

Finally, I helped him wipe his body.

The warm cloth towel rubbed against his chest, and Xuancang's hand hanging on the side of the bed suddenly moved.