He was really serious about taking care of her. When disinfecting the wound, it was lighter than Doctor Gao. He blew and applied disinfectant to her while he was blowing, and did not change her clothes by others.

Xia Chan felt like a rag doll, so she would put her shame aside.

If she hadn't received special psychological training, if she had an ordinary woman, she would have let an ambiguous boyfriend who had not yet made a clear relationship change clothes and take care of her, she would have been so embarrassed that she would have been so embarrassed.

He was very comfortable, just like being an old couple with her.

She once received a task to work as a nurse in the hospital. She looked at some men who loved their wives and took care of her wife in this way.

I felt quite regretful in my heart. For example, King Gong did not blink any means or sacrifice in order to fight for that position, and even unformed children could give up.

However, Zhao Xi tore up the edict for the establishment of the crown prince for her sake. This person is really different.

"What are you thinking?"

"I'm wondering if Trion is dead."

He thought seriously: "That day in the prison, I hit him in the shoulder with a gun, and fell to the ground and didn't seem to get up."

At that time, his heart was all about Xia Chan, and later he didn't care about these things.

"As soon as you shoot, you should shoot another shot to the West." She thought Cui An should not be dead, and Zhao Xi did not hit the vital point.

"It can't be fired anymore," he said.

Maybe there were no bullets, it was such a pity, but when she got the gun, she checked it, and there were only a few bullets left.

He said again: "If you are not dead, after you get better, go and deal with him with your own hands."

She smiled and said, "Okay, it's good to keep it for me to avenge me."

The wind slapped the window, bringing the fragrance of osmanthus.

Autumn is coming, it's so fast. Time seems to be in a hurry, and it has passed quietly before I can experience the grandeur in it.

As soon as Zhao Xi came back, the people in Prince Gong's mansion were not so rampant, and they did not drive people out of the Changping Mansion. However, Zhao Xi still had plans. After waiting for a few days, Xia Chan's wound healed, he arranged to move there.

There is a place where the West Mountain is recovering from injury.

After all, the capital city is a place of right and wrong. If you look at it too many eyes, an inattentive one will bring unexpected harm.

From childhood to adulthood, he has suffered enough losses, and he doesn't want her to be the same as him.

Princess Su still felt that it would be better to take care of her for a few more days, and she was afraid that she would hurt Xia Chan's wounds. After all, the injury was really not light, and there were not many good skin on her body.

Zhao Xi insisted on this, and he said cautiously: "The Changping Palace is too big, with too many people and many ears and ears. I just want to eat it. I can't let Xia Chan take the risk. She is in poor health now. I can't

Let her have a little other surprise."

The Mobei Army has not left Yizhou yet, and now his father is in a bad condition, so he may not be able to stay in the royal palace every day.

Although Xishan is in the suburbs of Beijing, he has been caring for many years, and everyone is reliable and loyal, which can also make him feel much more at ease.

Princess Su felt very guilty: "Okay, then go back to the West Mountain."

She thought she was not a qualified mother. She had been in poor health and her son was not well taken care of. Zhao Xi had suffered a lot since she was a child. Moreover, she was very clumsy and did nothing for her son.

For her, her son even left the palace early to live with her in the West Mountain, giving up the struggle for the throne.

For her, her son had to go to the battlefield in Zhongzhou for a lifetime.

If she had been more successful, she would not have been able to drag her son down so hard.

Zhao Xi asked someone to carry the sedan chair and took Xia Chan from the Changping Palace to Xishan.

At the foot of the mountain, the summer cicadas lifted up the curtains of sedan chairs. The vast green mountains were as dark as dark as the path of sheep intestines winding up. Many flowers and trees in the mountains were blooming in a row. The red, yellow and green leaves made the forest look as beautiful as a painting.

The open terrain halfway up the mountain vaguely reveals a corner of the pavilions and towers, which is extremely exquisite.

It is indeed a royal health place, beautiful and the air is also great.

There is a large manor courtyard at the foot of the mountain. Zhao Xi told her that his mother lived here, and he liked the quietness of the mountain, so he lived halfway up the mountain.

He also arranged her to go up the mountain, and the carriage was parked in the manor at the foot of the mountain. He carried her up the mountain with a soft sedan chair and walked on the forest plank road, quiet and peaceful.

Every place to rest is carefully arranged, or a clear spring, a clump of plain bamboo, a maple tree, or peach blossoms, or apricot trees. She thought that the spring here would definitely be beautiful.

However, although there were no more flowers blooming at this time, the pear trees were full of pears and big red persimmons, which made her swallow a little.

What picked from this tree is definitely much better than what I bought.

When she stopped to rest, she looked up.

Zhao Xi saw through her: "I want to try it?"

"Think about it, can you pick it and try it?"

"The persimmons are astringent. They have to be soaked in water for two days. This pear should be OK. This one is not delicious. The pears are the sweetest when they come from the tree behind them."

He walked over and picked up the bamboo trunks placed under the tree, picked a big one, then washed them by the spring water before taking them over to her: "Try it."

Xia Chan took a bite and her eyes lit up: "This is so delicious, so sweet."

"I like to eat it, and I ask people to pick fresh ones for you every day."

"Haha, this is your territory, many of these are arranged by you."

He also laughed: "How do you know?"

"Some scenery is like you." The flowers of the kaolin are very elegant.

"Why do you say that?"

She smiled mysteriously: "Secret."

"Let's go, it's almost here."

After going up the mountain, the autumn wind is cool, and you can see the beautiful scenery at the foot of the mountain. You can still see the appearance of most of the capital. It is a really good place.

The palace loft platform in the middle of the mountain had been cleaned up long ago. He carried her off the sedan chair and placed it on a cotton lounge chair, and then took a cloak to cover her: "It will be colder here."

"The air is so good, and it will definitely be better to recover from the injury here than the Changping Palace."

"That's natural, it's also very quiet."

She was tired even after tossing all the way, so the girl Xiaogu waited for her to rest.

I slept soundly without dreams all night. Although it is the season when tigers are scattering their teeth and claws, it is very cool here. I have to sleep with a thin quilt at night, which is warm and comfortable.

The mountain wind brings the rich fragrance of osmanthus, which is a little clearer than that of the Changping Prince's Mansion.

The moon at night is round like a silver plate, bright and bright, illuminating the scenery at the foot of the mountain like a painting of ink.

Zhao Xi was playing the piano in the pavilion. Under the moonlight, she was as elegant and noble as snow.

The summer cicadas drink tea, enjoy the moon, flowers, and autumn nights, but they all feel that they are not as beautiful as Zhao Xilai.

This tea is even more important than wine, and I feel a little drunk when I drink it.

I have never quite understood that a man as elegant and noble as Zhao Xi would like to fall in love with her.

She was vulgar, but he was elegant.
Chapter completed!