There was a trailing footstep behind him, Xuan Lishuang didn't care at first, but when he arrived at the door of Prime Minister Zuo's mansion, Xuan Lishuang turned around and said, "Didn't you come over tomorrow?" Why did you keep coming along? ”

The little beggar stared at her with stubborn eyes and said, "I have nowhere to go, it's the same today and tomorrow!" ”

Xuan Lishuang looked at this little beggar, the clothes on his body were not only torn, but also eroded by the wind, frost, rain and dew, and they would be broken if he pulled them slightly.

There was no clean place on his body, and he was so thin that he was almost skinny and boneless.

If there's anything else he can see, it's those eyes.

Xuan Lishuang shrugged his shoulders and said, "Forget it, it's the same sooner or later anyway, I'm just short of manpower here, so you can help me if you come early." ”

"I'll help you?"

There was obvious sarcasm and disdain in his tone.

A woman who needs the help of a beggar doesn't mix well if she wants to. There must be no way to eat without hunger!

Xuan Lishuang turned around and said as he walked towards the Prime Minister's Mansion: "I'm indeed hungry, but I don't accept idlers. If you don't do it well, fuck me off! ”

The little beggar stood behind her for a while, then immediately trotted in and followed, laughing behind Xuan Lishuang and saying, "My name is Li." ”

"Good name."

"I'll listen to you and help you, you can't drive me away."

"Yes."

Xuan Lishuang said as she walked towards the Prime Minister's Mansion, and the little beggar looked at her back and hurriedly ran over.

Xuan Lishuang knew that she couldn't turn back now, her arrogance and coldness were the last barrier to the little beggar's self-esteem.

If she turned her head to show a gentle smile at this time, whispered something nice to him, and begged him to come to his side to help, according to his personality, I am afraid that her pride was trampled on.

She went home in style and no one dared to stop her all the way, and when she got to the room, the little beggar stood outside very consciously, waiting for her to rest for a while.

Xuan Lishuang asked Yuan'er to take him to wash himself, and after changing into a coarse cloth clothes worn by inferior slaves, he called him in.

Xuan Lishuang looked at his face carefully.

It looks very clean and transparent, and there is an aura, because he is still young, the masculinity of men has not yet grown, but there is a feeling that the advantages of women and men are combined in one place.

This face is not peerless, but it is still beautiful.

When the little beggar came in, he was startled by the environment inside the house, and asked very bluntly: "Are you really Miss Zuo's Prime Minister's Mansion?" ”

Xuan Lishuang sneered: "What, don't you think that my young lady's room is worse than the room of some subordinates?" ”

The little beggar stared at her stubbornly and nodded directly.

Yuan'er was a little unhappy, and Miss didn't want to become like this.

That's because the second lady's oppression is so unbearable.

Xuan Lishuang liked the little beggar's cheerfulness and confession, she pointed to the chair in front of her and said, "Sit, by the way, tell me your name." ”

"I don't have a name."

There was a bit of sadness in his tone, but he immediately hid it with arrogance and stubbornness.

Xuan Lishuang didn't ask much, remembering that there was a war here seven years ago, and the Xihuan Empire wiped out the seven surrounding tribes that often harassed the border.

The war lasted for three years, and finally swept away all the surrounding tribes.

How many of them have been displaced and become orphans and disabled, Xuan Lishuang doesn't like to poke people's sore spots, nor does she like to reminisce about the past, she only likes to look forward.