After taking the token with both hands, Qiqi smiled with satisfaction, carefully pinned the token to his waist, then knelt down beside Chu Xuanchi, reached out and landed on his shoulder and gently rubbed it: "Is the prince satisfied with this strength?"

"Put harder." His muffled voice came from below.

Qiqi curled his lips and increased the strength in his hand.

I think that the best military doctor in her army has now fallen to the point of serving men to sleep. If this matter is reached to her army, I don’t know how my brothers will make fun of her.

However, now it is not in her era, but in such a strange era. How can people not bow their heads under the roof?

Hualing Garden was opened by their Chu family, and she couldn't afford to offend King Xuan.

Anyway, her reputation is not good, even if she leaves a man in the room to spend the night, it is probably not a news.

He was thinking about some messy things in his mind, and he started to get heavier. In addition to kneading his shoulders and relaxing his muscles and bones, he also rubbed his back and waist.

Not long after, Chu Xuanchi's even breathing gradually sounded, and it seemed that he had really fallen asleep.

This is the second time I have been sleeping so peacefully by her. If she were the killer, this man would have died many times.

She sighed helplessly, not knowing whether she was sighing for him or herself.

She carefully turned him over and let him lie on the bed. She felt a little uneasy, so she reached out and held his shoulder and gently kneaded her, her voice as gentle as she had never been before: "I just change your comfortable position, don't be afraid, I have no malice."

As if she understood her words, the sleeping man hummed softly and turned his head and fell asleep again.

There was always a look of fatigue between his eyebrows that was difficult for others to detect, but she could see clearly that this kind of fatigue would only appear if it was not well rested for years.

Is it true that he can really sleep so peacefully with her service that he came to look for her again tonight after tasting the sweetness last night?

But when did she become his nanny, and she would not stop expelling him from poisoning, but also have to coax him to sleep?

This errand was a bit ridiculous, but he had really fallen asleep sweetly, and complaining would be useless.

Seeing his long and raised eyelashes covering his closed starry eyes, the loneliness and fragility that occasionally emerged inexplicably tugged in her heart.

I don’t know who said that behind every strong man there will always be unknown bitterness and loneliness. Stomping your feet is enough to shake the Xuan King of Zichuan Continent. Will he also have bitter stories and fragile loneliness?

Suddenly, I felt that I was thinking too much. How could I feel sad about such a noble man? What kind of fear would I be afraid of?

As long as he is willing, the girls in the city are afraid that they will fight to get close to him, and will he be lonely?

I really think too much...

After gently turning over him, he got out of bed, lifted the quilt and covered him, Qiqi walked to the bench beside him and lay down.

Even though the bench was so hard that it was hard to fall asleep, she was already extremely tired, so she fell asleep not long after lying down.

This time I slept until dawn.

Qiqi woke up from Cui'er's knock on the door. She remembered the scenes before she fell asleep last night. When she thought about it, her head suddenly became clear.

She suddenly sat up from the bench and looked up. Fortunately, Chu Xuanchi's figure was gone on the bed, only a pile of messy bedding.

She breathed a sigh of relief and walked to the bed and lay down. His body temperature seemed to remain in the quilt, warm, a faint fragrance, an indescribable smell.

She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, smelling his unique aura, for some reason, and felt a little more peaceful in her heart.

Cui'er was still knocking on the door, and she said indifferently: "Come in."

The doorman was opened with a "ah" sound. Cui'er stepped in with a plate of washing water and put the basin on the table. She came to the bed and looked at Murong Qiqi and said softly: "Princess, it's time to get up. Today I'm going to go out. I don't know if I can come back at noon. When I'm not here, the princess is hungry and told Uncle Mei to prepare meals for you. Uncle Mei will know how to serve the princess."

Listening to her explanation, it was like a mother who was about to go out to explain her daughter. Qiqi curled her lips and smiled helplessly: "You really think you are my nanny."

Cui'er didn't say anything, brought strong tea to her, waited for her to rinse her mouth, soaked the soft towel in warm water, wrung it dry and handed it to her.

In fact, it can also be said to be nannies. It is their responsibility to serve their masters. I have not served her well in the past four years. It is not too late to make up for it now, right?

"I'll go out with you today." Qiqi slid down from the bed, put on his boots, stretched his waist, and sootheed his muscles.

She slept on the bench all night last night, and she had a sore back. If she hadn't had an urgent matter today, she would have fallen on the bed and had a rest again and wouldn't be willing to get up again.

Cui'er walked to the closet and picked out a set of clothes for her. When she caught a glimpse of the colorful clothes, Qiqi frowned and looked disgusted: "Do you have a simpler skirt?"

"Princess..." Cui'er pursed her lips, and a little embarrassed flashed across her eyes.

The Seventh Princess's taste in the past is really outstanding. Her skirt is not as gorgeous as a peacock and cannot catch her eyes.

Murong Qiqi rubbed his eyebrows and said helplessly: "Go back to your dormitory and find me a dress. If you have time, please clear out the dresses in this wardrobe. Take them all for me to use. Change some money to buy meat."

Knowing that she was not happy without any flesh, Cui'er had no choice but to hurry back to her dormitory, picked the latest and best dress, and then turned back to her room to serve her loose clothes.

When the clothes on Qiqi were taken off, they suddenly "dangdang" sounded, and two things fell out of her arms and rolled onto the ground.

Cui'er was slightly stunned, and was about to pick it up for her.

Qiqi took the lead in picking up the jade pendant and token on the ground, walked to the dressing table and opened the drawer and threw it down. She didn't plan to tell Cui'er about the jade pendant and token that the less she knew about the better.

"What?" Cui'er couldn't help asking curiously.

"Didn't you go out to do the two small stones I picked up last night? You're busy with yours, I'll pack myself and go out with you." Qiqi said about him.

"I have nothing to clean up." Knowing that she was unwilling to tell her what it was, Cui'er stopped asking questions. Instead, she remembered that she told herself to take out the clothes in her wardrobe and pretended. She came to the wardrobe again, opened the door, looked at the colorful skirt inside, looked back at Qiqi, and confirmed, "Are the princess sure to throw away all these?"

"It's a fool, not a fool." If you throw it away, it's worthless. If you sweep it away, you might even be able to get one or two copper plates back.

Although Murong Qiqi was a poor master, the rouge and water powder he used and the materials used for clothes he wore were still quite good.

Taking advantage of the time when Cui'er packed her clothes, she quickly changed into the plain dress that Cui'er prepared for her, then hid the jade pendant and token in her arms, and then went out with Cui'er who had packed her and came to the street.

Seeing the hot buns and pastries sold in small stalls on both sides of the street, she touched her belly, her eyes glowing green.

Cui'er just smiled slightly and went to the bun stand beside her and bought two meat buns for her. Qiqi was chewing the buns while walking with her on the street.

Although it was still early, the streets were already noisy, with people coming and going, and it was very prosperous.

The imperial city of Chu is really prosperous enough. Various shops on both sides of the street opened early. Except for the different clothes and decorations of the storefronts, it is actually no different from the downtowns in the 21st century.

After eating two buns, Cui'er had found a pawn shop and led her into the door. She only treated some ordinary jewelry and her pile of clothes. In the end, she even took it for more than twenty taels of silver.

Seeing Cui'er looking back frequently when she went out, her look reluctant to let go, Qiqi smiled and said, "Since she is so reluctant to let go, why should she take it as a gift?"

"Don't the princess want to eat meat? If I don't take some money back, how can I let the princess eat meat?" Cui'er took a deep breath, no longer thinking about the jewelry that had been treasured for many years. She looked at her and smiled: "I'll buy meat for the princess now."

"Then you go, I'll walk on this street for a while and I'll go back to Hualing Garden by myself."

"Princess..." Cui'er hesitated a little, staring at her little face, her eyes full of anxiety: "Princess, why not go with me? You'd better go back to Hualingyuan together."

"What?" Qiqi raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Although the imperial city is big, I won't get lost. I am familiar with the road here. You go, I have to go and have a good stroll."

In fact, she wanted to sell the three ambergris she had retrieved last night to the pharmacy, and also the jade pendant, and she also had to take them to weigh the price.

Although Chu Xuanchi gave her a token last night, she thought about that token for a long time and thought not to move around. Once it moved, she would probably have an indescribable relationship with Prince Xuan’s mansion in the future.

The token was in her hands, and she believed that she could withdraw as much money as she wanted to go to the so-called Xiao family money house.

It must be extremely important to let Chu Xuanchi wear it around her. However, once the silver is retrieved, she may not say whether she will pay it back in the future. She is not afraid that King Xuan will ask her to pay it back. She is afraid that she will not be able to pay it back, but she is afraid that he will ask her to repay it with other things.

People's hearts are separated from their belly. No matter whether King Xuan really wanted to find a good sleep in her place, he broke into her boudoir in the middle of the night. She could not take it lightly and did something irreparable.
Chapter completed!