Chapter 19

An Changqing is very angry. He just feels that this man is more and more like a gourd with a saw mouth. He just jumps a word with a stick. If he doesn't ask him, he can keep silent all the way. As long as this person is willing to say more, they will not get to such a situation in their last life

How can there be such a stupid person in this world? I have done so many things, but I can't say anything

with a sigh behind her back, an Changqing peeps at the silent man, saying that this is not good. He looked down and thought for a moment, and soon had an idea. He looked at Xiao Zhige pitifully with an expression of grievance: "you don't have to be perfunctory. If you think I'm not doing well, just say it."

"you did a good job. The Empress Dowager and the queen believed it."

"what about you?" An Changqing suddenly turned his head and looked at him. What was flashing in his black eyes and asked, "do you believe it?"

whether it's flattery or not, as long as he says it, he will believe it

"you said... No concubines, no children with other women."

"in this life, just the two of us." An Changqing couldn't help but spread her arms around him and rubbed her cheek against his neck socket. Because she was too excited, her eyes were wet with tears. He felt ashamed and hid his face in Xiao Zhige's neck nest. He solemnly promised in his ear, "I will always be with you."

he will no longer watch him go to the cold supreme position alone. This time, he will be with him

whether he is famous in history or infamous for his lifetime, he will accompany him as long as he doesn't let go

should be down, the message in the mind is the message sent back to the home's eyeliner.

"the third young master is very close to master Biao of the Li family...

" master Biao sent poems to the third young master...

"master Biao sent paintings to the third young master...

" master Biao sent a jade pendant to the third young master before he left, and the third young master took it. It seemed that he was not in a good mood...

his eyes crossed the waist of an Changqing, There is a Pisces jade pendant that he never leaves. Xiao Zhige's eyes sank, but he could not help holding people tighter. No matter who is hidden in his heart, he can only be his own now

he didn't ask for many things, only such an ethereal warmth made him unable to give up. From young to old, he was like a fire moth, his eyes were attracted involuntarily

now, people are finally embraced by him. He said to him personally that he would accompany him all his life

even if he knows the flattering words and that he will soon forget them, he will not let them go again< When I returned to the palace, it was already dark<

an Changqing takes her hand out of Xiao Zhige's warm palm and reluctantly puts on her warm fur. But he underestimated the cold at night, and still shivered when he got off the bus. But Xiao Zhige was wearing a prince's dress which didn't keep out the wind. He seemed to have nothing to do in the cold wind<

after a jealous look at him, an Changqing sticks her cold hand to his neck. Xiao Zhige was really stiff, and then he took down his hand and warmed it helplessly: "don't make trouble, it's cold outside."<

an Changqing has a shriveled mouth and is led to go in by him<

seeing this, the whole group quickly drooped their heads. They were so surprised that they dared to tease the prince. The princess was the first one<

an Changqing doesn't care about this. In the carriage, he consciously has talked to Xiao Zhige. Since he has agreed to live together for a lifetime, he naturally doesn't treat himself as an outsider. With Xiao Zhige's connivance these days, he is more unscrupulous in speaking and acting<

and now it seems that Xiao Zhige is just a wooden post with few words. It's nothing scary<

they went back to their room. Because they didn't have dinner in the palace, they asked their servants to prepare some small dishes and put them in the room. After dinner, an Changqing hated to cry and kneel down today. She was sweating all over. She put on her light clothes and went to the bathroom to take a bath.I went to the bathroom, took off my clothes and went into the water, only to find that there were big knees on both sides and big bruises on both legs. Kneeling on the knee, big. On the leg, he was afraid that he couldn't cry and pinched himself.

I didn't feel pain when I didn't notice it. Now I see it, and the pain comes out immediately. It's dull and painful to move.

An Changqing took a breath of cold air, relaxed her movements, and slowly sat down in the bath bucket, intending to clean herself up before wiping the medicine.

This bubble is a small half an hour, when he was about to get up, he found that his knee was too painful to use. He held the edge of the bath bucket to try to get up, but accidentally hit the bruise, pain suddenly sat back.

After splashing in the water, an Changqing burst into tears. He sat with a red face for a while, and finally called Xiao Zhige.

Xiao Zhige was in his bedroom. Hearing his cry, he hesitated for a moment before entering.

There is a dragon burning in the bath room. At the moment, it's steamy. An Changqing is sitting in a tall bath bucket. Her hair is wet behind her. Her neck is slender and beautiful. Because of the heat, it's still light pink.

Unnaturally moved away from his eyes, Xiao Zhige approached, his voice a little tight: "what's the matter?"

"My leg hurts and I can't get up." An Changqing was also embarrassed. She hung her eyes wet with water vapor and said in a low voice: "you take me out for a while..."

Xiao Zhige felt that the string named "reason" in his mind was tensed in an instant. His eyes subconsciously fell on the water. After a pause, he moved away, and then he said in a tense voice: "you wait."

Then he went to get a clean towel and wiped his hair half dry. Then he staggered his eyes, carefully took the man out of the bucket, wrapped him up with a wide cloth towel, and carried him back to the room.

Putting people in the quilt, Xiao Zhige almost ran away.

Wearing thin clothes and standing in the cold wind for a moment, Anfu was ordered to send a small heater. When he went in again, an Changqing was still in the quilt, stretched out his head and looked at him: "what is the Lord going to do?"

"Send for a heater." Xiao Zhige's Adam's apple rolled, and then he changed a new cloth to wipe his hair.

Just then, Anfu at the door has sent a heater. There was silver charcoal burning in the stove, and there was no firework dust. Xiao Zhige put the heater on the bedside and asked an Changqing to dry his hair. On the other hand, he went to lift the quilt: "what's the injury?"

An Changqing stretched out her leg and pointed it to him with a shriveled mouth: "knee, big leg, all blue."

At this moment, the bruise is even more frightening than just looking at it. It's purple and swollen. Xiao Zhige touched it lightly, and he cried out.

Xiao Zhige's brow was wrinkled tightly, and his beautiful mind was dispersed, leaving only pity and guilt. He put light action to rub rub, low voice way: "bruising must rub open, I go to take medicine wine."

An Changqing felt pain when he thought about it. He had suffered from this kind of skin and flesh before. He was born with delicate skin and tender flesh, and he was often bullied by other brothers and sisters. He was often blue and purple. At that time, he was afraid of his mother's sadness and did not dare to say. Just bear it.

Even more serious injuries are not without. At that time, he gritted his teeth and endured them. Now, he can't stand them.

When Xiao Zhige came back with a bottle of medicinal wine, he pulled back his legs, curled up in the quilt, and said in a stuffy voice: "no, I'll be fine in a few days."

"If you don't rub it, it will be more serious tomorrow." Xiao Zhige frowned with disapproval, and felt sorry for his injury. He didn't dare to say anything serious, so he had to coax him into saying, "I'm lighter, I don't hurt."

An Changqing was suspicious, but he was afraid that he would suffer more tomorrow, so he had to stretch out his leg again and said pitifully, "then you should be light. I'm afraid of pain."

Xiao Zhige gave a "um". He poured the wine into his palm and rubbed his knee.

He only used 10% of his strength, but an Changqing cried out in pain and complained with a cry: "you cheat..."

Xiao Zhige's body was tight and his heart was hard, so he didn't lighten his strength. His eyes were red and he bit his lips patiently. He was not very skillful and gently blowing air at his wound. His mouth was blunt and coaxed: "Xianggong blows, the pain flies..."

An Changqing, with tears in her eyes, was so amused by him that she laughed. Her other foot pushed on his shoulder and muttered, "I'm not a three-year-old. My mother used to coax me like this."

"Is it?" Xiao Zhige was slightly stunned and said to himself in a low voice: "I learned from my mother..."

"What?" An Changqing didn't hear him clearly.

"Nothing." Xiao Zhige shook his head, frowned a little more gently, still blowing softly: "endure for a while."

Attention is distracted, the pain is not so obvious, an Changqing will chin pad in the stack of bedding, drooping eyes to see Xiao Zhige gently and slowly rub open bruises for him.

Half kneeling on the edge of the bed, the man looked very serious. His drooping eyelashes covered his sharp eyes. The dim yellow candle light softened his stiff outline, which made him show some tenderness.

The more she looked at it, the more satisfied and happy she felt. Such a good person would be his.How could he have thought that he was terrible before?

I'm blind.

Clearly this person is so gentle.