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In fact, not only in Mei, but also many people in Shaohua Palace, Ji Xingzhi, can't be named.

This Jinmei was only brought up half a month ago to guard the door for Ji Xingzhi, that is, standing at the door of the dormitory, Ji Xingzhi asked if he had any orders, or started to do it.

The reason why Ji Xingzhi can know the name of Zhumei is because the name of Zhumei was taken by Ji Xingzhi.

Here's the thing.

Ten days ago.

Ji Xingzhi was lying on the bed eating pastries and reading books as usual, looking at it, the door suddenly creaked, Ji Xingzhi followed the prestige, but saw a person in a pale blue brocade robe coming slowly, with a crown of black hair, two strands of black hair on his forehead fluttering slightly as he walked, his eyebrows were picturesque, his face was handsome, and his body exuded a luxury that could not be ignored.

A cold body, a cold life.

Ji Xingzhi was overjoyed in her heart, and an undisguised smile appeared on her face: "Uncle Huang." ”

Xiao Moyan walked to Ji Xingzhi's side, his cold eyes fell on the book in Ji Xingzhi's hand, and his voice was as indifferent and detached as the temperament he carried: "Like medical skills? ”

Ji Xingzhi was slightly stunned, lowered her eyes and looked at the half-turned medical skills in her hand, closed the book with a smile, habitually put the book under the pillow, and smiled indifferently: "It's boring, just take a look." ”

Xiao Moyan watched Ji Xingzhi's action of releasing the book, frowned inadvertently, and directly changed the topic and said, "Are your feet better?" ”

Ji Xingzhi nodded slightly, and shook her head again, not saying good, not bad.

Seeing this, Xiao Moyan frowned slightly, and looked at Ji Xingzhi without saying a word.

Ji Xingzhi smiled awkwardly and said, "It's not so swollen, it's just that it still hurts a little when I walk." ”

When Xiao Moyan heard this, he suddenly stretched out his hand to Ji Xingzhi and said, "Get up, walking around more is conducive to recovery." ”

Ji Xingzhi looked at the slender and white hand stretched out in front of her, and didn't care if it hurt when she left, so she put her hand up without thinking about it: "Okay." ”

Xiao Moyan held Ji Xingzhi's hand with one hand, uncovered the quilt for Ji Xingzhi with the other, pulled Ji Xingzhi up and sat on the edge of the bed and let go of his hand.

Suddenly losing the warmth in her hands, Ji Xingzhi couldn't help but feel a little lost in her heart, put on her shoes by herself, propped her hands on the edge of the bed, and stood up with her body supported.

At this time, Xiao Moyan had already taken a big fur collar robe from the shelf next to him and draped it on Ji Xingzhi's body.

Then he stepped forward on his own.

Ji Xingzhi looked at Xiao Moyan's back, pouted, endured the stinging pain in her feet, and silently followed Xiao Moyan's footsteps.

The palace people guarding the door of the dormitory knelt on the ground, and they all bowed their heads to the ground, silent.

Ji Xingzhi pursed her lips slightly, no wonder there was no movement outside when Uncle Huang came, it turned out that these people were kneeling on the ground, and they didn't even dare to come out, they knelt motionless, looking very cautious.

Seeing this, Ji Xingzhi couldn't help but raise her eyebrows, what's the situation? Is Uncle Huang that scary? Ji Xingzhi was puzzled.

Xiao Moyan's pace was unhurried, as if he was deliberately waiting for Ji Xingzhi, and as if he was deliberately walking a little faster.

Ji Xingzhi stopped, stood in place and looked at Xiao Moyan, who was still walking on his own, he didn't plan to follow, but he was a little reluctant in his heart.

Nowadays, she has less and less time with her uncle.

Ji Xingzhi's lips moved slightly, and she was about to tell Xiao Moyan to stop, when a kneeling palace maid next to her suddenly knelt and moved to Ji Xingzhi's side, and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, let the slave help you." ”

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