Although he was very good-looking, Nan Qing really didn't accept it for a while.
Even Er Er made a mocking sound.
Er Er heard Nan Qing's heartfelt voice: "I didn't laugh."
It is a very serious system and will never laugh at task objects.
Er Er brainwashed Nan Qing: "In a world where women are superior to men, men are more delicate and yin, so just get used to it."
Delicate and feminine?
In fact, she felt that Ziqing was not yin, and his softness was only superficial. He was just beautiful.
Nan Qing also found that she was very tall. The male maids who bowed their heads next to her were all shorter. Only this boy was half a head taller than her.
"...."
If a man in the world of femininity is so tall, he should usually be criticized, right?
Indeed, Ziqing was so tall that he was often gossiped about by the young masters in the backyard of the original owner.
After accepting this body, Nan Qing gradually saw the memory of the original owner.
Although the original owner did not engage in any physical lewdness, he recruited many actors and actresses to have fun in his house!
While thinking about things, she was already dressed.
Ziqing wiped her hair with a white cloth and then took a step back: "Your Highness, would you like to pass on dinner?"
"Pass it on."
Nan Qing stepped out of the bathing pool hall. When she reached the door, a male maid was kneeling on the ground to put on her shoes. Nan Qing only had to lift her feet slightly.
Put on the shoes on your fair feet and step out. Outside the palace is the white jade stone road, which is very comfortable to walk on.
All the male maids had stayed behind to clean the Tangchi Palace. Only Ziqing followed her at a short distance. He walked softly, his soft waist swaying.
Along the way, I met male maids. When they saw Nan Qing, the male maids were scared and shy, and they all knelt down to salute.
Nan Qing found that they were really weak. They were all very thin and fair-skinned. She should be able to hold men like them in her arms without feeling too crowded.
Er Er: "Stop it, you can only hug the male partner."
"For the sake of character, I feel like I don't just hug him."
The original owner was not very fond of anyone, but he usually rubbed and hugged her a lot.
Er Er raised his eyebrows and said in a cold voice: "Do you like this kind of world? Ha, woman."
"..."
The man behind him was deep in thought. He still couldn't figure out why Nan Linhuang was not dead or even showed any signs of poisoning.
This is impossible......
As Nan Qing walked, she felt something was wrong with her body. She felt a little weak and even felt nauseous.
"Er Er, what's going on?"
"Oh, you were poisoned."
Twenty-Twenty said calmly: "The male partner wanted to kill the original owner and added ingredients to the original owner's food. If you eat it alone and check it alone, you can't find the toxin at all. But when combined with the medicinal materials and flowers you bathe in, toxins will be produced and you will be poisoned."
Yes, but don’t worry, the original owner has been raised with poison by her father and concubine since she was a child. The poison cannot kill the original owner, so she will at most feel a little uncomfortable."
Nan Qing didn't know whether to laugh or cry. This damn kid, didn't you tell me earlier that Er Er has been a bit naughty lately. Is it because the milk tea she bought last time didn't have enough sugar?
There was a wolf cub behind him who was always ready to bite, but Nan Qing didn't show any signs of discomfort even though he was poisoned.
All the way back to the room, her hair had to be wrung dry before she could eat.
There was already a beautiful maid waiting in the room, and one of the beautiful maids and Ziqing twisted her hair together.
Nan Qing looked through the mirror and saw a man with no expression on his face. The enemy was right in front of him. How could he be so calm and hide it for so many years?
Nan Qing raised his hand and said lazily: "Step back, and Ziqing will wipe it off alone."
The male maid was immediately at a loss. Did she fail to do something well?
Not daring to offend the eldest princess, the male maid withdrew, her eyes fiercely gouged out for a moment as she retreated.
Ziqing looked as usual, he had long been used to it.
She and him were the only two people in the room.
"Ziqing, move faster, I'm hungry." Nan Qing supported his chin with one hand and played with a strand of hair with the other.
Ziqing's fair and slender fingers held a white cloth and gently wiped her hair. Her hair reached to the bottom of her waist and was thick and black.
"Is the Empress doing anything?" she asked nonchalantly in a cold voice.
Ziqing paused with his fingers and said with a respectful look on his face: "Master, the empress has not made any move. She has been having fun in the harem every day since going to court."
He is the delicate maid and the well-trained capable general.
He is her confidant. In addition to protecting her safety, he also controls the hidden secrets in the palace and regularly reports to her the happenings in the palace.
"Very good, continue to stare at her." Nan Qing turned back: "Ziqing, you are my favorite chess piece. You have done a very good job. Is there anything you like that you would like me to reward? I am in a very good mood today.
"
Ziqing also saw that she was in a good mood, and felt that Nan Linhuang was a little different today.
Now talking to her as a subordinate of the secret guard, Ziqing did not dare to smile on his face, he was like a chess piece, a cold weapon.
He lowered his head and said, "My subordinates dare not ask for rewards."
She chuckled softly, stretched out her hand and pinched his chin hard: "I asked you to ask for a reward, just ask for it."
She pinched him so hard that she left red marks and fingerprints on his fair chin.
The skin is so tender.
It feels very good in hand.
Zi Qing lowered his eyes and said, "Master, please reward me with an engraved hairpin."
Nan Qing took a look and saw that the white jade hairpin in his hair was engraved with magnolia.
She reached out and opened the jewelry box, casually took a red plum blossom hairpin from it, and said, "Squat down."
Ziqing squatted beside her obediently, and then he felt a touch on his head and was slightly startled.
She is putting a hairpin on him.
He lowered his eyes, lowered his head and allowed her to move.
Nan Qing had never worn hairpins before, so he accidentally tore off several of his hairs. Fortunately, people in ancient times were not bald, so it would be okay to break a few hairpins.
"Red is suitable for you. From now on, you can wear this hairpin."
"Thank you, Master."
Ziqing stood up and continued to wipe her hair. Her hair was dry and the dinner outside had been laid out.
Nan Qing stood up and saw his face, his chin was red, this was too tender.
She went to have a meal, but Zi Qing didn't follow her. It was night and he had to go do something for her.
...
In the back street of the eldest princess's mansion, a group of masked women in black were kneeling on the ground. Zi Qing, who was dressed in black, stood in front of them: "Continue to guard the Shangshu Mansion. We cannot let them send a letter into the palace."
"yes."
The masked man left, and Ziqing also put on a veil and went about his business.
When he put on the veil, he touched his chin, disgust flashing in his eyes.
Extremely disgusting.
With a tap of his toes, he disappeared into the darkness.