The Cultivation of Concubine

Chapter 26 A Kiss (4)
Xiao Heng put down the pen in his hand, went inside and took out a snow-colored brocade robe embroidered with bamboo patterns, and handed it to Ajiao.Ajiao took it, and seeing a long slit in the cuff of the robe, she was a little surprised for a while.It stands to reason that, as the son of the world, if the robe is torn, it is natural to replace it with a new one, but the meaning at this moment is to let her mend it.

Ajiao looked at it, and found that the hole was not difficult to sew, so she suggested: "The servant girl will sew it up and send it to the son, can it be done?"

Xiao Heng hardly thought about it, and blurted out: "You take the needle and thread and come here to sew." After speaking, he saw the little girl looking up at him with a puzzled face, and Xiao Heng realized that there was something wrong with his words.He paused, and then came up with an extremely lame excuse, and said, "I've always been nostalgic, and this robe is very important to me. You can just sew it here, as long as—as long as you don't disturb me."

That's it.

Ajiao nodded, not thinking about it.She knew that the son of the world was a little unpredictable, and it made sense to have the habit of nostalgia, so she just went back and took the needle basket back.Xiao Heng looked at her, pointed to the window and said, "Go over there and sew."

There is a small table of huanghuali nanmu next to the window, and a soft couch beside the table.

Naturally, Ajiao would not think that Shizi asked her to sit on the soft couch, so she just sat down on the red sandalwood inlaid bamboo silk plum blossom stool beside the small table, and sewed up the robe.

Xiao Heng stopped writing, and looked at the little girl sitting by the window softly, seeing that she was wearing a neat bun, sewed clothes obediently with her head down, looking serious and careful.

Ajiao's needlework was always superb, so the long cut would not be a problem for her, and it took about a quarter of an hour to sew it up.She wanted to show Shi Ziye a look, but when she looked up and saw Shi Ziye drawing seriously, she remembered what Shi Ziye said just now - don't disturb him.

Ajiao didn't dare to say anything, she just waited for Shizi to finish the painting, but just sitting like this was kind of boring.She looked down at the robe in her hand, and couldn't help touching it. The material was excellent, so it was no wonder Shizi liked it so much.

When Xiao Heng stopped writing, the little girl sitting by the window had already fallen asleep.She had always done her duty, even if she accidentally fell asleep, she would just lie quietly on the small table, holding his robe in her arms, revealing a fair and delicate face.

Sleeping soundly.

Xiao Heng walked over, lifted his robe and sat beside her.

Seeing that she was sleeping soundly, he slowly stretched out his hand and hugged her in his arms.

She was a little thin, and it was just when she was growing her body, looking at the delicate and weak one, she didn't know if she was eating well.Even though he is still a child, he is extraordinarily caring, patient and careful.Even if he is wronged, he will not make a sound when he cries.It's just that when he looked up, his face was full of tears, which made people feel distressed.But she seldom cries.

Xiao Heng lowered his head to shake her hand, and couldn't help holding these little hands in his.The dark eyes stared at her smooth and white forehead for a long time, and finally couldn't hold back, and leaned forward to kiss her lightly.

(End of this chapter)