Sui Sui Jianing

Chapter 164 That princess will come and walk more often in the future

Xie Shuangge was so proud that she forgot that she originally wanted to give the purse to Chu Wuhen. She only remembered it when she was lying on the bed after taking off her clothes. gone back.

Forget it, it will be the same tomorrow.

She slept peacefully and went to the small kitchen as soon as she woke up the next day. She remembered the soup she was thinking about last night, and asked the cook: "Can you make Polygonatum Lily and Quail Soup? This soup is so good that I don't hate this kind of injury." Can people drink it?"

The cook is a fat man with dark and red skin. He immediately laughed heartily, "Did the princess underestimate the little one? The little one can make everything, isn't it just Polygonatum lily quail soup? The little one can also make donkey-hide gelatin and red dates." Black-bone chicken soup, yam, poria cocos and pigeon soup, Huangjing wolfberry oxtail soup, Siwu soup, Bazhen soup, Shiquan Dabu soup..."

Seeing that he was getting more and more excited as he talked, he couldn't help giving her the name of the dish, Xie Shuangge quickly interrupted him: "Okay, okay, I know you will, but I still want Polygonatum lily and quail soup."

The cook said regretfully: "Ah...it's not difficult, Master Chu can also drink it, and it's good for his head."

These words can be regarded as poking at Xie Shuangge's itch, her eyes lit up, and she said: "That's it! Less oil and less salt, after cooking, send it directly to the West Wing."

"Okay!" The cook responded excitedly, and Xie Shuangge left satisfied.

She went back to her room, took out her purse and looked at it carefully, suddenly lost her mind.

"I thought the embroidery was okay before, but why do you look so ugly today? Will Chu Wuhen dislike it?"

She caressed the plum blossoms embroidered on her purse, her brows furrowed.

After a while, she tugged at her purse again, and said uncertainly, "It doesn't look that ugly...Chu Wuhen probably won't laugh at me."

"No, why should I care whether he dislikes it or not? He asked for it from me. If he doesn't like it, he just returns it to me. I use it myself."

Xie Shuangge cheered herself up, put on her purse and walked out arrogantly.

One foot stepped over the threshold, then suddenly turned around and walked back.

The movements were smooth and neat, without any hesitation or pause.

Qing Lan and Qing He who were guarding the door: "?"

Are you here to shake us on purpose?

Going back to the couch and sitting down, Xie Shuangge couldn't hold back and gnawed his nails twice, "He hasn't mentioned the purse since he came back, did he forget? Then if I send it over now, doesn't it seem that I am in a hurry? "

Princess Jingui's self-esteem was troubled, and she couldn't move her feet.

After posting like this for a while, she suddenly remembered that Chu Wuhen asked her to write a note before.

"Yes, note!"

Xie Shuangge called Qing He: "Go get the pen and ink, I want to write something."

"Yes."

A quarter of an hour later, pens, inks, papers and inkstones were placed on the table of the Eight Immortals. Qing He even polished the ink for Xie Shuangge, looking at her expectantly, "Does the princess want to practice calligraphy?"

Xie Shuangge said with a serious face: "Well, I suddenly feel that my handwriting is too ugly, I really need to practice."

"The servant is here to serve the princess."

Qinghe went to pour tea for Xie Shuangge after speaking.

Xie Shuangge opened her eyes slightly, what can I do?How could she write those things for the maid to see, wouldn't her majesty disappear if it was spread out?
Although it's long gone...

But she wants to salvage it now.

"You don't need to wait on me. Calligraphy requires meditation and concentration. You are here to see that I can't write. Go down. Don't come in without my order."

Qinghe was stunned for a moment, but when she met Xie Shuangge's serious eyes, she felt that this was the reason, and she bowed in relief, "Yes."

"En." Xie Shuangge nodded majestically.

She watched Qinghe go out without squinting, and when the figure disappeared at the door, Xie Shuangge immediately looked out to make sure that they were not looking this way, she quickly picked up the scissors on one side, and cut the paper into narrow strips .

"What to write?"

Xie Shuangge thought about picking a sentence from the Book of Songs or Fu, but after thinking about it for a long time, she couldn't think of a suitable one.

"Why is it so difficult?" Xie Shuangge held the brush and sketched impatiently on one side of the paper. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the sword on the side.

Xie Shuangge was startled, this is the Shangfang sword that his uncle gave to Chu Wuhen, and he gave it to her for safekeeping after he came back.

"Sword...sword...embroidered spring knife!"

With a flash of inspiration, Xie Shuangge took up his pen and pondered for a moment, his mind gradually became clear.

She pursed her lips tightly, held up her sleeves with one hand, and wrote quickly with the other, all in one go.

After finishing writing, she picked it up and blew it gently. When the ink on it was dry, she folded it up and put it in her purse.

Holding her purse, she let out a breath slowly, "Is it okay this time?"

……

West Wing.

"The shallower wounds heal well, and there should be no problem after two more medicines."

Xin Wu checked the wounds on Chu Wuhen's body, with a look of relief in his eyes, "The more serious ones have stopped bleeding recently and are slowly healing, as long as the master is careful not to pull them, it's fine, you can Get up and move around appropriately, but be careful not to be too violent, not too hasty, and walk, sit and lie down gently."

Chu Wuhen let Xin Xing and Xin Lu help him apply the medicine and bandage, sat on the bed topless, nodded while listening, "Thank you."

Xin Wu tidied up his medicine box, and said in a flat voice, "Subordinates are not afraid of hard work, but they don't want hard work. Master should take good care of his body in the future."

Chu Wuhen didn't say anything, he couldn't guarantee this.

If there is no guarantee, he generally does not say anything.Xin Wu also knew his temperament, and didn't say anything when he saw him like this.

"Princess Wanfu! Sui Sui Jianing!"

Changyan outside shouted at the top of his voice again.

Xin Lu joked: "It's good now, there is an extra door god, and every time the princess comes, I don't need to be notified by my subordinates, and I don't need to ask who is here."

Chu Wuhen laughed, and said in a low voice, "Hurry up, don't let the princess see it."

"Why?" Xin Lu blinked ambiguously, "Let the princess see these injuries on the master's body, and the princess's heart aches, wouldn't it be more conducive to your relationship?"

Chu Wuhen shook his head, "I don't want her to worry."

Xin Lu: "..."

Look at his mouth.

Xin Wu gave him a cold look: "I still don't understand anything, and I just want to give the master a trick."

Xin Lu snorted and ignored her.

"Everyone is here." Xie Shuangge came in and was shocked to see so many people.

She wanted to send something secretly, but she couldn't do it in front of so many eyes!
Xin Wu and the others didn't know her plan, so Xin Xing picked up one side of his coat and put it on for Chu Wuhen, covering his fair chest.

While tying the belt, Chu Wuhen asked, "Why is the princess here at this hour?"

Xie Shuangge helped Bu Yao on the bun, "I have nothing to do, just walk around."

"Just came to the minister?" Chu Wuhen looked at her with a smile, "The minister hopes that the princess will walk more."

Singer Xie Shuang paused, and started again!

This dog man will feel uncomfortable if he doesn't say these sweet words for a day, right?

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