Qiqi asked Mu Ruhua to pour the whole pair of mahjong onto a short table and briefly explained the rules to them. Mu Ruhua couldn't wait to try it.

Of course, Qiqi didn't give her too many opportunities to "try". She was only allowed to try one lap. After playing the fourth game, she could only blame herself for her poor qualifications.

The bamboo brand has a moderate thickness and is not suitable for putting it on a short table. It is convenient to hold it in your hand, and it also saves you from being bumpy and turning it out for people to see when the car is walking.

Thirteen cards are in your hands, without any pressure.

At first, except for Qiqi, the other three were all confused and could only fumble while playing. After the fourth game, Mu Ruhua was the first to shout: "Is it true now?"

She had won a "accidentally" just now. Being able to win means she has talent. Besides, as long as she understands the rules, it is not difficult to play mahjong at all. Compared to suffocating chess or something, mahjong is much more fun.

Seeing Qiqi nodding, she said again: "We are newbies and just learned it, you have to make a little more."

"Don't let it go." Qiqi curled his lips and said firmly.

"Murrong Qiqi, don't be too arrogant in life!" I don't know how many times I have said this sentence in just two days.

Before she could speak out about what Murong Qiqi wanted, she had already flatly refused. There was no such unreasonable woman in the world!

However, just like every time, Mu Ruhua always had to compromise in front of Qiqi, because she said that she should not play if she was afraid of losing. When she started studying, she must have to pay some tuition. She also paid back then.

That being said, but Murong Qiqi's tuition was not given to her, so why should I get it back from her now?

"Are you going to play? Just go there if you don't play?" Qiqi gave her a blank look and said unhappily: "If you don't play, just say it earlier. I can ask someone to invite Prince Xuan over. Prince Xuan is rich and powerful, so he will not be as stingy as you. Even if he loses all his property, he will never hum it."

In the carriage not far away, someone who was flipping through the book suddenly sneezes, rubbed his stomach that was sore, and continued to flirt with panda eyes.

As for Prince Nan's carriage, not long after, the sound of several bamboo plaques sounded again.

It was impossible for her to not play with Mu Ruhua's temperament, so Qiqi was not in a hurry at all.

At the beginning, he just bet a few taels of silver. After winning a few games, Mu Ruhua became arrogant. How could Miss Sangcheng Wu win only a few taels of silver?

So, the gambling money changed from a few taels of silver to a few taels of gold, and then from a few taels of gold to a few dozen taels of dozens of taels, hundreds of taels... Later, after Qiqi almost lost all his property, he made a frank decision and took Mu Ruhua to the thirty warships he wanted to send to Nanmu Kingdom to bet.

Mu Ruhua smiled and said whatever she said. Today, she was so smooth and she had fully mastered all the mahjong skills. She was not afraid of her at all.

As for Chu Jiangnan and Mu Chu, one had money and the other had rare medicines that were priceless. The bet could barely continue.

At noon, everyone set up the stove in the forest again. Qiqi couldn't hold it in, so he hurriedly threw the cards after the game, got off the car with Mu Chu, and walked into the depths of the dense forest.

Mu Ruhua was also in a bad mood, but what was even more terrifying was that she had lost fifteen warships to Murong Qiqi, and with the original thirty, she now owed a total of forty-five Liusangmu warships in the South Mu Kingdom.

While wiping the sweat on his forehead, he jumped out of Prince Nan's carriage. Because he had been sitting for too long, his legs became weak when he landed on the ground and almost fell to the ground.

Fortunately, she was alert and reacted quickly so that she would not be embarrassed in front of others.

However... I looked at the Mu family carriage not far away and suddenly became panicked.

Although there are not many fifteen warships, there are not many. If the third sister knows...

After Qiqi and Mu Chu returned, Chu Jiangnan had already ordered his servants to arrange the tables and chairs, and he also asked Gui Su to invite the Fourth Emperor Brother. However, Gui Su came back and said that Prince Xuan did not plan to have a meal with them.

Everyone was not careful. When the servants brought the delicious food, Qiqi stared at Mu Chu with a smile and waited for him to serve him.

Mu Chu took the bowls and chopsticks he sent and was about to feed her, Dongfang Ming hurried from the side and whispered beside Qiqi: "Princess Seven, can I ask you for help?"

"What's the matter?" Qiqi looked up at him, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"That, that prince..." Dongfang Ming was so embarrassed to tell the story of his prince's tantrum that he was embarrassed. Basically, he had already decided that it must be the prince and the seventh princess who were having a quarrel.

Qiqi still understood what he meant, but she was really reluctant to let her meet Chu Xuanchi.

He looked back at Mu Chu unconsciously, but Mu Chu said indifferently: "You won't be at ease if you don't go, go."

After he had to understand, she walked aside with Dongfang Ming and asked, "What the hell is going on?"

"The prince has not used any meal since yesterday. The breakfast I sent this morning was also sent back in its original form, and only drank a few sips of tea." He looked at Qiqi with a look of embarrassment: "The princess Seven should know that except the seventh princess, I am afraid that no one in the world can persuade the prince. Seventh princess, please..."

"If he is hungry, he will naturally eat it." Qiqi pursed his lips. Although he was slightly clenched in his heart, he looked impatient: "So big man is still having a hunger strike, does he have a brain?"

If it were normal times, Dongfang Ming would naturally not be happy to say this to his prince. However, this time the prince seemed to be really too stingy.

Mr. Mu and Princess Seven were both talking and laughing, and why did he feel so arrogant as a big man? He was not afraid of losing his face.

"Seventh Princess, I really have no choice. Go and persuade the prince, just think... I beg you." When I beg her, I didn't really kneel down and beg her. But seeing that he was helpless, Qiqi felt a little unbearable.

It’s not that I can’t bear to see Dongfang Ming like this, but that I can’t bear to let some bastard go hungry all the time.

I feel distressed, and it doesn't matter whether I want to admit it or not.

"I'll try." In the end, she compromised and asked Dongfang Ming to prepare the meal. The two walked towards Prince Xuan's carriage together.

As soon as they got closer, they heard a slight muffled groan. The two were shocked. Qiqi stepped forward in an instinctive way.

In the carriage, Chu Xuanchi was half lying on the soft blanket, closing his eyes to rest.

Hearing the movement of the visitor, he didn't even raise his eyelids and whispered: "Take it back, I don't need it."

The voice was still low, but there was a little more Ying Ruo who was indescribable to others. After looking at his face carefully, not only did his face look a little white, but he was also a little bit blue.

The spleen and stomach are weak, the qi and blood are not smooth, and the face is really not good-looking.

This guy either has stomachache or stomachache. Why didn’t she know that being as strong as he would have such a weak side!

"Put things here, you go out." She looked back at Dongfang Ming and said softly.

Chu Xuanchi suddenly opened his starry eyes and stared at her face for a moment. He couldn't believe that she would come to see him on his own initiative.

I thought that after yesterday's incident, she would be angry with herself for at least a while. Today, Japan wanted to find an opportunity to coax her, and he didn't want the two to stay so distant.

I didn't want to wake up and my stomach kept hurting. At first, I could handle it, but at noon, he couldn't even bear it anymore. He couldn't even read the book, so he lay down.

The stomachache is not really painful so much that it is unbearable. It just keeps squeezing and hurting, both not light and not serious, which is particularly annoying and things are difficult to do. People without stomach problems will definitely not know the pain.

Dongfang Ming put the tray on the low table as he said, and then retreated. This time he said he would not leave no matter what, so he stayed here and waited until the prince finished what he wanted to do.

Not far away, Mu Chu occasionally glanced at this side, but it was inconvenient for him to go there, so he ordered Tiesheng to walk around Prince Xuan's carriage.

Tiesheng's skills are not bad, and if there is any movement inside, he will definitely be able to hear it.

He didn't want the kind of thing that happened yesterday to happen only once, but in the end, the only one who was injured would be Qiqi.

However, today Prince Xuan has no evil intentions to behave violently. He is really uncomfortable. Even if he sees the woman he likes, he will not have any impulse to stay together.

He just looked at her and didn't say a word. Since she came, it seemed that a lot of pain in her stomach had dissipated, but it still hurts one after another.

"Mu Chu and I are here. Why don't we let Dongfang Ming tell me if we are uncomfortable?" Facing him, her heart couldn't get cold no matter how cold she knelt down beside him, and her left hand fell between the abdomen under his chest and gently pressed it: "Does it hurt here?"

Chu Xuanchi just hesitated for a moment and nodded slightly.

After her little hand fell, the pain felt much better. Regardless of whether it was a psychological effect or not, at least, it was really better.

Qiqi gently rubbed it, but the right hand was inconvenient. Fortunately, although the left hand was not flexible, it was still OK to do this kind of thing.

"Does it often hurt here? When did you start to find this place hurt?" she asked, completely from the doctor's perspective.

It made him feel warm in his heart. Although she was wronged yesterday, she still cared about him.

Thousands of thoughts flowed through his heart, but his face was still calm. He thought about it and said, "About four or five years ago."

"Have you ever had a period of time to eat or have a bad rest?" I was so excited that I was asking too much. People like them live on the battlefield all year round, and the regular schedule of three meals is simply impossible.

When he thought of his suffering on the battlefield for many years, the little resentment that had remained in his heart disappeared.
Chapter completed!