The next time the transport ship arrived in Nanyang, Di Xin didn't know whether he was at the bridgehead camp, so he had to prepare in advance.
After An Junshan and Ouyang Xuan retreated, Song Qianwei walked in.
"Your Highness, would you like to lie down for a while?"
Seeing Di Xin shaking his head, Song Qianwei supported him and adjusted him to a more comfortable position.
She is not good at these things of serving others, but now that Xizi is no longer here, as the only woman who is still with Di Xin, she can only learn these things by herself.
The strange woman who wielded swords and guns suddenly started to do things like stacking pills and feeding them, which made Di Xin a little uncomfortable.
Seeing Song Qianwei's clumsy way, Di Xin burst into laughter.
"I'm not that fragile yet, my concubine doesn't have to be so nervous."
"This is what I should do."
After a period of buffering, Song Qianwei's mood basically calmed down, and Di Xin's prepared words of comfort were no longer needed.
However, she still stubbornly wanted to serve Di Xin's daily life.
Di Xin couldn't defeat her, so he just let her come.
but……
Seeing Song Qianwei trying hard to be a "good wife and mother", Di Xin suddenly thought of something and couldn't help but laugh: "Speaking of which, every time I fall into a coma, my beloved concubine seems to be with me."
"ah?"
Song Qianwei was stunned for a moment, and then she realized what Di Xin said.
Di Xin continued following his memories: "The first time, it should be on the grassland. Gu and Mr. Zeng went to hunt down the Turkic little Khan, but they were attacked by Ashinas. At that time, Mr. Zeng thought
Gu is gone, and then he went to hunt down Ashinas."
"As a result, I left him alone."
As he spoke, he also laughed; "If you hadn't followed me up secretly, I don't know what would have happened!"
Hearing this, Song Qianwei's cheeks turned slightly red.
That time, it was said that she saved Di Xin, but in serious terms, it was her who was disobedient and followed him out secretly with her little ability, regardless of how dangerous it would be.
The older and more carefree a woman is, the more shameful she feels about certain things.
She didn't think much of it at the time, but now as she gets older, she feels a little embarrassed when she thinks about it.
"Your Highness, please don't mention the past."
She blushed and held a corner of the quilt, not knowing whether to tuck it in or what to do.
Di Xin became more and more interested as he talked.
In order to prevent accidents from happening, his true form has always been within the barrier near the barrier of the prehistoric world and never left the cube.
Therefore, others only thought he had been in a coma for half a month, but they did not know that he had been sitting there for hundreds of years.
For the Realm Master, it is actually nothing to sit idle for hundreds of years. However, in the past two years, Di Xin has become accustomed to the smell of fireworks in the mortal world, so after the clone woke up, he had no reason to talk more.
As the prince of Dali, he naturally has to worry about his face in front of An Junshan, Ouyang Xuan and others, and he can only relax boldly in front of his women.
Now that Wang Ruoqing and Xizi are no longer here, naturally only Song Qianwei is left.
Looking at Song Qianwei's somewhat shy expression, Di Xin then smiled and said: "Then there will be the expedition when Gu was still the general of Zhenguan in Northern Xinjiang."
"That time you were disobedient and followed me quietly."
Song Qianwei didn't dare to look at Di Xin, turned her head slightly and found a reason for herself.
"I was still young and ignorant at that time. Your Highness, please stop teasing me."
Di Xin looked Song Qianwei up and down, and suddenly said teasingly: "Is she small? I don't think my beloved concubine is small in any way."
"you……"
Song Qianwei was now married to Di Xin, so she couldn't help but hear the teasing tone in his tone. She immediately turned her head and stared at Di Xin with her big eyes.
Her cheeks, which were already slightly red, now turned completely red.
However, this kind of eye attack would not have much effect in front of Di Xin. Instead of avoiding it, he took the initiative to meet her and looked at her with a smile.
In the end, Song Qianwei was defeated.
She turned her head again and said with a coy voice: "If you do this again, I will ignore you."
In a state of panic, Song Qianwei did not reveal herself as a concubine, but she showed a trace of a little girl's coquettishness that was rarely shown.
Di Xin saw it was interesting, and the smile on his lips became even thicker.
Ever since the two established their relationship, he liked to tease Song Qianwei like this.
After all, no matter how many times you watch a dashing woman reveal her little daughter's coquettishness, you will never get tired of it.
And Song Qianwei lived up to Di Xin's expectations. The two of them had been in a relationship for such a long time, but they were still as shy as before when it came to matters between men and women.
Di Xin understood very well the principle of giving up when something is good.
Seeing that Song Qianwei was about to turn from shy to angry, he quickly laughed and stretched out his hand to pull Song Qianwei into his arms.
Although Di Xin's body has recovered, he is still somewhat deficient and his strength has not been fully restored. Therefore, if Song Qianwei does not want to, she can easily break away from Di Xin's pull.
In fact, she planned to do this from the beginning.
She was obviously worried about His Highness the Crown Prince, but not only did he not take it seriously, he also teased her about embarrassing things. Despite her usual habits, she also felt a little aggrieved.
Not to mention that no matter how strong a woman is, she will automatically act like a little daughter to the person she likes.
The position of Di Xin in Song Qianwei's heart is self-evident.
Therefore, she turned her head away from Di Xin, not only because she was shy, but also because she didn't want him to see her grievances.
In this mood, when Di Xin's hand held her arm, the trace of grievance in her heart made her subconsciously want to break away from his hand.
If Di Xin fully recovered, she would do the same.
However, just when Song Qianwei was about to break free, she suddenly realized that her prince's body had not fully recovered.
What if he still pulls her when she is trying to break free, and His Highness is injured twice while pulling?
Song Qianwei would rather have something happen to herself than Di Xin get hurt.
Therefore, she immediately stopped trying to break away, and following Di Xin's strength, she sat on the edge of the bed and lay half in his arms.
A big hand covered her head from behind.
Di Xin naturally saw Song Qianwei's grievance, and after hugging her into his arms, his originally teasing voice became gentle.
"My dear concubine, Gu knows that you have been worried that Gu will not wake up for the past half month."
"Don't worry, I'll be fine."
With just a few words or a long-awaited embrace, the strength Song Qianwei had been pretending to be finally shattered and she took the initiative to fall into Di Xin's arms.