daughter in power

Chapter 101 protect the short
Blinking, Qiqi turned her head and looked at the person who suddenly spoke.

That is Lan Murong, the side concubine of Prince Xiaoyang.

According to legend, she is the No. 1 prostitute in Flowing Fire City, enchanting and beautiful, charming and charming.

How could she be the most honorable prince and side concubine in the Great Xia Kingdom, and become such a...resentful person?

In the distance, Lan Murong walked quickly into the plum garden, looking at King Xiaoyang sadly: "My lord..."

Without waiting for King Xiaoyang to speak, she stared at Qiqi and said, "You look so ugly, do you actually want to be a vixen? Jiang Qiqi, don't think that if your name is Qiqi, you can be just like Qiqi!"

"enough."

King Xiaoyang looked cold, he didn't want to listen to Lan Murong's complaints, and walked out straight away.

"Prince?" Lan Murong was startled, left Qiqi anxiously, and hurriedly chased after him.

Watching them walk out of the plum garden, Qiqi secretly heaved a sigh of relief, turned around and went back to the tile house.

It's really not something to be happy about if it's really spent with Lan Murong.

Anyway, Xiaoyang Wang's side concubine has nothing to do normally, if you really want to find fault with her, she will definitely not be able to resist.

The wind and snow are howling, but the weather is actually still early.

With nothing to do, Qiqi warmed up by roasting and went out of the tile house again.

Since the Queen and Zhang Yeting had trouble with her, the Department of Internal Affairs naturally had no case for her.

Waiting for the internal affairs department to share the charcoal fire for warmth, she will freeze into an iceman sooner or later.

However, the plum garden is huge, so it is not difficult to find some dry branches.

Especially since the plum garden is next to the Shenzhu Lake, the withered grass and dead branches are really inexhaustible.

After going out for a while, she picked up many dead branches, returned to the hut, and immediately put the firewood beside the copper basin to roast.

After drying some firewood, I threw some into the copper basin. In a short while, the fire in the room became brighter.

The warm flame roasted the luxuriant cheeks, making her very comfortable.

It would be pretty good if he kept the plum garden for three years like this.

She was not a lively person.

However, she also knew that life in the palace would never be so simple.

Sure enough, when it was time to get lunch, Qiqi took the food box to the imperial dining room, but was told that there was no meal for her.

As for who withheld her food, the palace servants in the imperial dining room did not know.

Deqiqi had to ask Eunuch Zhang in person.

Is Zhang Yeting a good friend?

I'm afraid that Qiqi hasn't found him yet, so he will charge Qiqi with a crime first.

The money brought into the palace had been stolen long ago, and she had no money to give to the palace man, and she couldn't get an accurate news, let alone a delicious hot meal.

The weather is cloudy and cold, and the wind and snow are still there.

Qiqi went back to the plum garden with the empty food box, her face was indifferent.

Nothing to eat.

When she was picking up firewood, she seemed to see a rabbit hole by the lake, but she didn't know if she was lucky.

Caught a rabbit and roasted it.

The plum garden was still as quiet as when she left. She carried the food box into the plum garden, and the tiled house was still deserted.

She blinked, added some firewood to the copper basin, and went to the lake again.

I saw the rabbit hole, but unfortunately I didn't touch the rabbit.

Thinking about it, the weather is too cold, and the hare will find a warm place to stay.

How can she be as stupid as her, waiting to suffer from cold and starvation by the lake?

Qiqi sighed, looked up at the densely packed snowflakes, and lowered her eyes.

"dumb……"

In the sky, a familiar howling sound woke her from deep thought.

She raised her head, stared at Ling'er flying from nowhere, and blinked.

What is this spirit bird planning to do?
She didn't eat now, but she didn't want to fight it.

Qiqi pursed her lips, avoiding the strong wind brought by Linger's flapping wings, and dodged to hide under an old big plum tree.

This guy is not easy to fool, and she doesn't want to get involved with it.

"dumb……"

Ling'er screamed again, and her wings fanned a huge wind, as if she was looking for something.

After turning around a few times, the snow blown up by its wings became bigger and bigger, and the luxuriant green silk fluttered wildly, without any image at all.

Qiqi finally stroked the hair on her forehead, got out of the tree in displeasure, raised her head and shouted: "You domineering thing, your master is not here, do you still want to bully me?"

Her voice was clear, and she typed every word in the wind and snow.

Ling'er fell down with a "dumb" sound.

The wings, which were three meters wide, closed quickly, rolled up the dead branches and leaves all over the ground, and the snow foam flew across the head and face.

Qiqi said with a sullen face, "What are you doing..."

Before she finished speaking, she saw a lively hen falling in front of her.

The hen is short and fat, and it looks like a top-quality barbecue variety.

She blinked, and the eyes immediately burst into light.

Good guy, she ate a little vegetarian dish in the morning, and now she is very hungry.

How dare the hen waddle in front of her eyes, is this the rhythm of not wanting to live?
Raising his eyes, Ling'er just looked at her leisurely.

That demeanor, that appearance, is like a copy of Xiaoyang Wang.

Qiqi was startled, and finally understood why the logo on King Xiaoyang's carriage was a ferocious black eagle.

Isn't that black vulture the stupid big guy in front of him?
"Uh..." Qiqi faltered and blinked, "I...you grabbed a chicken and ran in front of me, are you trying to show that your food is good?"

Ling'er rolled her eyes, if she had eyes.

Qiqi blinked: "I'm full now, I don't even like you, you bastard."

Duplicity, she can be regarded as the pinnacle.

Ling'er rolled her eyes again.

And, after a while of blank eyes, it soared into the air with a "crash", fluttered its wings and rushed straight, and went up to the sky in the blink of an eye, never to be seen again.

It probably couldn't stand Qiqi bragging, and flew away depressed.

Looking up at the dark snowstorm, Qiqi was a little dazed.

She stayed there for a long while, until the little hen in front of her gave a "clack" cry, then she hurriedly lowered her head and grabbed the hen that was about to escape from sight.

The weather is good, although the sky is full of wind and snow, although the tile house is simple, although the equipment is limited.

But the roast hen tastes good.

In particular, the firewood from the plum blossoms is very fragrant, and the simple house is also very warm.

The tasteless hen chicken in front of him suddenly became delicious.

Qiqi sighed with a smile, took two mouthfuls of roast chicken with satisfaction, and decided that after dark, she must go to the imperial dining room to get some seasoning.

If you happen to meet Shuang'er, maybe you can get something else to eat.

As for the missing Gong'e Ling'er, Qiqi doesn't want to think about it anymore.

At least, Zhang Yeting hasn't found Ling'er yet.

And no one in the palace knew what happened that night.

For now, she's safe.

After eating the grilled chicken and burning the charcoal fire, Qiqi drank a full cup of hot water and finally lay down comfortably on the bed.

The room was warm and the bed didn't seem so cold anymore.

She was lying on the bed, thinking about something on her mind, and fell asleep in a daze.

In the haze, it seemed that I dreamed of the beauty in white clothes again, playing and playing to her, and the tune that popped up was mellow and pleasant, which was "Wind into the Pine".

She blinked, and finally found the tune in her dream, and began to babble and sing.

As soon as he spoke, a voice like thunder suddenly rang in his ears: "Jiang Qiqi..."

She couldn't hear what was behind her, but opened her eyes.

The beauty in the dream could not continue, and she returned to the simple bed.

She laughed at herself and got out of bed: "Who is it?"

"Jiang Qiqi, as a maidservant looking at flowers, you don't take good care of the plum blossoms in the garden, but dare to sleep in your room privately. If you are so lazy, aren't you afraid that my concubine will send you to the violent room?"

Outside the window, the familiar voice startled her eardrums, she blinked and hummed.

Walking out the door, standing outside the door is Lan Murong in a water-red dress.

As the side concubine of King Xiaoyang, she provided food and drink all day long, not thinking about how to please King Xiaoyang, but only thinking about targeting Qiqi.

Also really drunk.

"Qiqi has seen Wangfei." Her eyes were very impatient, but her body still bowed respectfully.

People under the eaves have to bow their heads, bear with it.

Lan Murong couldn't find her fault, stepped forward fiercely, knocked her body away, and stepped into the tiled house.

The house is too simple, exuding the smell of wood-fired chicken.

Lan Murong slapped the juan handkerchief fiercely, frowned and said, "What's the smell, it stinks!"

As soon as she opened her mouth, Gong'e, who was following her, immediately echoed with her palms: "What the princess said is right, it really smells, is this Jiang Qiqi hiding in the house and stealing food?"

Lan Murong hummed: "It's so stinky, give it to my concubine, and I don't want to eat it."

With a flick of her sleeves coldly, she visited the three tiled houses thoroughly, then turned around in satisfaction, stared at Qiqi and said, "You, go and pick a thousand plum blossoms for my concubine. I want to put a screen on it, and I have to give it to my mother." Send some with my concubine."

For a thousand plum blossoms, it may be necessary to pick half of the plum garden.

Qiqi's eyes flashed, hesitating and not making a sound.

"Didn't you hear? My concubine wants you to pick plum blossoms. I want a thousand, a thousand plum blossoms! If one is missing, this concubine will definitely smash your hand!"

Lan Murong raised her voice to emphasize, afraid that Qiqi could not hear clearly.

Qiqi hesitated to speak, but finally lowered her head: "Here."

After answering, he turned and walked towards the room.

Lan Murong stopped her and scolded: "What are you going to do?"

Turning her head, Qiqi's face was cold: "I... want to get a pair of scissors."

You need scissors to cut plum blossoms.

Besides, if there is no scissors, how long will it take to fold a thousand plum blossoms with only her hands?
however……

"Don't go! My concubine wants you to break a thousand plum blossoms with your hands. If one is missing, this concubine will smash your hand immediately!"

This is not an order for Qiqi to pick flowers, it is clearly Chi Guoguo's target and making things difficult for Qiqi.

But, what can I do with her?
Qiqi was in a bad mood for a while, and couldn't help but said coldly: "I'm not good at math, so I don't know how much a thousand sticks is. Can the princess give me some advice?"

This obvious pushback immediately aroused Lan Murong's displeasure.

"Bitch!"

Lan Murong slapped her hard, and reprimanded: "You majestic magistrate, do you still need my concubine to teach you spells?"

The slap fell and happened to hit Gong'e next to her in the face.

There were immediately five red fingerprints on that Gong'e's face.

Lan Murong was stunned.

It was obviously aimed at Qiqi's cheek, but why did her Gong'e stretch out her face to block it?
Gong'e was also very surprised, she quickly turned her head to stare at Qiqi, and said angrily: "You..."

Qiqi curled her lips into a smile: "What's wrong with me?"

(End of this chapter)