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Yuan Cixian thought secretly, while using paper and pen on the table to write a note to Lu Shiqing later, she suddenly heard a whisper in the quiet carriage, as if a dreamy murmur came from Zheng Zhuo's mouth.

She turned her head and looked at his face. Seeing that although his face was still pale, the black and dead aura that had settled on his forehead had subsided a little. She thought that his life was in danger, so she didn't get close to him to care.

However, the carriage was too quiet, and even when she was far away, she could hear him shouting "water", as if she was thirsty in a drowsy state. Seeing that Chen Zhan had not returned yet, she had to find the water bag in the car, unscrew the cover, lifted the back of his neck with one hand, and leaned the mouth of the bag with the other hand to his mouth.

Zheng Zhuo seemed to have some sense of awakening in his dream and sipped himself.

Yuan Cixian was afraid that cold water would hurt his body, so she didn't give him too much, so she poured it a little and took it back. He frowned as if he hadn't drunk enough, but he didn't subconsciously fight for it, lay back safely, and then continued to talk nonsense, making intermittent murmurs.

Yuan Cixian packed up the water bag and looked back at his bedding, because his movements had slipped a little, so he went forward to cover him. Therefore, he heard him vaguely say, "My grandma, no one pushes the child..."

She was slightly stunned and said that the dream talk was related to the assassination incident on Qujiangban just now, so she turned her ears over, but kept listening to him repeating: "No one pushed the child, I fell down by myself..."

Yuan Cixian frowned. She thought she had been thinking about it. She was about to leave the couch when her back suddenly became cold. Zheng Zhuo, who was drowsy in his dream, grabbed her hand: "My mother... I'm fine, no one bullies me... You don't have to talk to me..."

Her eyebrows trembled with embarrassment and she was about to pull her hands back, but unexpectedly, he was extremely strong when he was sleeping in a bad state. The pull was not moving at all, but he held it a little tighter.

Yuan Cixian was so amused that she tried to open his fingers. In vain, she had to press on the edge of the couch with one hand and pull his hand out desperately, shouting to him: "Your Highness, I am not Xue Cairen, please let go!"

She failed to wake up Zheng Zhuo, but fortunately she came to Chen Zhan.

Chen Zhan lifted the curtain and saw this scene, and was shocked. He put his Hu clothes aside, hurriedly stepped forward to help her get out, put Zheng Zhuo's hand back into the bedding, apologized to her: "Minister, I offended you, Your Highness did not intend."

Of course, Yuan Cixian knew that he did not intend to admit his mistake. She hid his hand behind her, which was sore red and sore, quietly shook it twice, then reached out to take Hu's clothes and explained: "There are some important officials in the wine shop. I think the other party dare not chase after this alley. You are here waiting for news from Mr. Lu."

Chen Zhan nodded, and when she saw her getting up and about to lift the curtain, she suddenly turned around and asked, "Your Highness just talked in a dream and said that no one pushed him, he fell down by himself. What's the matter?"

He was stunned, thought for a while and said unsurely: "Maybe he was talking about his childhood. The villain heard that His Highness had a bad situation in childhood and was often bullied by his brothers. Once, he was pushed off the rockery and almost broke one of his legs. Xue Cairen cried with pain and asked him who did it, but he just refused to say it."

After hearing this, Yuan Cixian was stagnant and sighed, saying nothing and went downstairs.

*

After a stick of incense, she successfully pretended to be a barbarian in the wine shop under the cover of picking branches. When she arrived at the door of Lu Shiqing's room, she moved in with a fruit plate.

There were a few Hu people playing music inside, and two Hu Ji were dancing beside him, and her long green skirt was so swirling that she was so excited. She saw Lu Shiqing sitting farthest from them, saying something to an official next to her, and she didn't seem to notice any cute little Hu Ji was mingling in.

She was satisfied and worried. The fiery red dress on her was very similar to what she wore when she was dressed as an Uighur woman in the suburbs of Chang'an last year, and the veil was almost the same. She was not afraid that Lu Shiqing would not recognize her with her eyes, but she could not resist him and didn't look at her at all.

But she couldn't make a sound to attract his attention, so that everyone present would find something wrong.

After she put the fruits and vegetables, she should have withdrawn, but Lu Shiqing really didn't give her half of her eyes from beginning to end. Before she stepped back to the door, she just listened to the music of the sheng that was boiling. As the music gradually became more and more urgent, the two Hu Ji swung quickly. She closed her heart and turned her head and joined them.

Several officials beside the long table were attracted by the sudden action of "sending Guagua" to look at each other. However, Lu Shiqing was still talking slowly to an old minister beside him: "What you said is not bad..."

When he said this, he suddenly felt a gust of fragrant wind rushing towards him, as if a ball of bright red flowers and peonies approached. When he looked closely, he saw that Hu Ji, who had emerged from somewhere, was heading towards him with all the way, and was about to slant into his arms.

Before Lu Shiqing could think deeply, his body had already reacted first, and suddenly stood up and retreated as soon as she was about to fall on him.

With a "bang", Yuan Cixian fell down on the ground with one chest, and hissed in pain.

"..." She shouldn't have hope for him.

Officials from all sides were shocked by the loud noise, and they turned their heads to look at her, and the music in the room also stopped abruptly. Lu Shiqing was frowning and preparing to tidy up his sleeves. When he heard the familiar "hiss" sound, he suddenly felt something was wrong and couldn't help but lower his head.

When he lowered his head, he met the person lying on the ground and turned around in anger and grievance, and looked at him with tears shaped like peach petals.

He recognized Yuan Cixian at a glance, and his two phoenix eyes suddenly became four big, but he quickly realized where he was and who was on all sides, and quickly recovered as usual.

Unexpectedly, the official closest to Yuan Cixian saw this and sighed to him: "Mr. Lu really doesn't know how to be polite to the fragrance and jade." After that, he was very polite to help the people on the ground.

His pupils shrank, and he immediately bent his body forward, stretched out his hand to block it at the right time, and helped her through Yuan Cixian's skirt sleeve, and then said calmly and apologetically: "Lu is rude."

After saying that, he quietly pinched her arm when someone looked down on him, as if he was blaming her for coming here to play.

Yuan Cixian's "twin peaks" just now hit the ground, and she was so painful that she looked like stars. She was still trying to cry, but she didn't forget the serious matter. She quickly stuffed a note into his hand as soon as he was helped up.

Lu Shiqing understood immediately, and his expression remained unchanged. He hid the note in his fingers calmly, then returned to the seat, took a brocade handkerchief and wiped his hands. After concealing this, he could see clearly the contents on his head at a glance.

Naturally, everyone here thinks he is dirty. Someone can't help but ask: "Did Mr. Lu act so ruthlessly towards the Lord of Lancang?"

Yuan Cixian didn't plan to stay for a long time, but she had already retreated to the door and was about to leave in a look of shame and injured. When she heard this, she paused and was a little curious about his answer.

Lu Shiqing looked ahead, and Yu Guang noticed her salute. She thought she was probably wronged and wanted to listen to good things. She replied with a smile: "At home, my son's behavior is a little more ruthless than Lu."

Everyone was stunned and sighed.

Although he did not answer bluntly, this statement was clearly more impactful than "no". It was impossible to tell that Lu Shiqing's famous bad face could still be a fear.

Thinking about this, the poor little beard just now was not wronged.

When Yuan Cixian heard this, she moved out happily and was picked up and responded to the winery.

The news had been sent out, and Zheng Zhuo decided to let go, so as not to attract the attention of those who were interested. After coming out, she chose the old way to go home and rubbed her swollen and painful chest all the way.

About half an hour after she returned home, Lu Shiqing also came back. When the servant said that she was in the bedroom, he walked into the hospital with a bunch of miscellaneous items. When he arrived at the bedroom, he saw that she seemed to have just finished taking a shower, wearing a thin underwear, wearing black hair, squinted her eyes, and slept on the bed, with her head across her arms, and a pillow under her arms.

Shi Cui was squeezing her shoulders and back.

Seeing that she didn't seem to notice him, Lu Shiqing quietly gave Shi Cui a wink to signal her to step down, then gently put down the pile of food that she had bought from the West Market and apologized, and sat on the edge of the bed to take over her work.

Yuan Cixian was sore and had a back pain, so tired that she almost fell asleep. She didn't notice the difference in their strengths and techniques in her drowsiness.

Lu Shiqing had never done such a job for anyone, and she didn't know how to control the severity for a while, so she went lightly in order to avoid hurting her. Unexpectedly, she was probably too cautious. Soon after, she heard Yuan Cixian say in a daze: "You are scratching the cat, heavier..."

He was so arrogant that he quietly increased his strength. Although the skin and flesh touched by his subordinates were separated by a layer of inner clothes, they were also smooth, soft and greasy. He felt that Yuan Cixian's good figure, which was more plump and less, showed bones. People who were asked to pinch shoulders and massage their backs really enjoyed it.

Lu Shiqing himself didn't notice it. Not long after, his palms slowly became hot, and his movements were stained with a little bit of color, almost turning from pounding to stroking. After sliding across her waist, his hands passed through her waist uncontrollably, and walked around the front that was squeezed by her, and rubbed it for a while.

Yuan Cixian screamed in a short "ah" and suddenly rolled to the inside of the bed, then covered the place where the invaded was covered, and looked at him in horror with wide eyes.

Only then did Lu Shiqing realize what shameless thing he had done just now, and looked back at her with wide eyes, as if she was very incredible about her frivolous behavior.

"When did you...you come!" Yuan Cixian woke up in an instant and asked him angrily, his eyes lit up.

Lu Shiqing coughed, and turned her eyes away and said, "Not long ago."

Yuan Cixian did not get away with him and said angrily: "You fell down and I didn't have enough, you still have to pinch my chest!"

“…”

With such a straightforward questioning, I am afraid that only Yuan Cixian is the only one in the world.

Lu Shiqing had no choice but to explain seriously: "Didn't I see you hurt after falling? Remove the swelling and reduce the swelling, so that it will be better soon."

She also made excuses. She went to his to remove the silt!

Yuan Cixian picked up the thin quilt beside her hand, smashed it at him, and signaled him to leave.

At this time, he had to put down his face, took the bedding, put it aside, took off his boots and went to bed, and then said, "I'll tell me the truth." As he said that, he was about to come to explore her clothes.

Yuan Cixian slapped his hand away with disgust: "Lu Shiqing, you are getting dirty!" He climbed into the bed without taking a bath, and tried to defile such a refreshing her.

Lu Shiqing smiled and leaned over: "Then I'll use my mouth."

The hands may be dirty, but the mouth is clean.
Chapter completed!