As soon as Jiangmen Jiaojiao opened her eyes, she was paranoid that the prince had come to steal her

"Your clothes are also dirty. I heard you and the maid say before that there are spare ones on the carriage, but do you have your own?" Xuan Ming asked.

Xie Jiajia nodded, "There are some, Shasha will bring them later."

"Then wait a moment and change your clothes before hugging her." Xuan Ming said, getting up and sitting on a stool nearby.

Xie Jiajia stretched out her hand and saw that he was holding her very firmly. She had really worked hard all afternoon, so she simply breathed a sigh of relief and sat down to rest for a while.

Little Crescent Moon keeps babbling.

Xuan Ming obviously doesn't know how to tease children.

But he held it firmly.

Just like that, I held the child firmly in my hand and let her move her around, making babbling sounds.

Xie Jiajia held her chin up and looked at it for a while, then suddenly asked: "Have you ever held a child before?"

"I've hugged you."

Xuan Ming looked down at the pink and tender dumpling, "I used to hold a child in a refugee camp in the Western Region."

"Refugee camp?" Xie Jiajia asked with interest, "Are they homeless refugees?"

"Ah."

Xuan Ming nodded and frowned slightly: "They are refugees who have been left homeless by the war. We will temporarily settle them."

"Miss……"

At this time, Shasha came into the yard with clothes and was stunned for a moment when she saw little Yueya jumping on Xuanming's lap.

"Here are the clothes."

Xie Jiajia's voice sounded, and Shasha came back to her senses and stepped forward quickly, "This belongs to the young lady, this belongs to the young lady."

"You carry the clothes." Xie Jiajia said, turning around to hug Yue Ya, "Give it to me, I will take her in to change clothes."

"……it is good."

Xuan Ming handed the child to Xie Jiajia and watched her holding the restless child. While scolding the "stinky child", he followed the servant's guidance into the wing of the courtyard.

In fact, he has nothing to do here.

But he seemed to have nothing to do when he went elsewhere, so he took root under his feet and stood in the courtyard for a while.

Xie Jiajia came out by herself after a while, and neither the maid nor the child followed her.

She also changed into a crimson long skirt with narrow sleeves and a cross-collar collar. It had no embroidery and was simple yet beautiful.

Seeing that Xuan Ming was still in the courtyard, Xie Jiajia smiled and joked: "Aren't you busy today?"

"Ah."

Xuan Ming responded vaguely, glanced at the side room, and asked if he had nothing to say, "Have you changed your child's clothes?"

"After changing, she fell asleep."

Xuan Ming opened his mouth. He couldn't believe that the child who was full of energy just fell asleep like this. How long did it take to change clothes and blink?

"She has been playing all day and hasn't even taken a nap, so it's time for her to sleep." Xie Jiajia put her hands on her waist and moved a little, "But I'm so tired... Hey, why don't you wipe your face?"

"what?"

Xuan Ming was slightly startled, then realized that his face was probably stained by the child just now.

Xie Jiajia turned to the side and said, "Fu Ma, get a clean towel for the general."

Fu Ma should go and get it.

"I will do it myself."

Xuan Ming stepped forward, took a square cotton towel, soaked it in some water, wiped his face, threw the cotton towel into the basin, washed it, hesitated for a moment, and then washed the handkerchief Xie Jiajia threw in, too. Hanging on the edge of the tub.

Xie Jiajia was very tired and her eyelids were heavy, but she had no time to pay close attention to what he was doing.

After stretching her sore and numb waist, Xie Jiajia smiled and said, "I'm home."

"it is good."

Xuan Ming hesitated, "After this...I won't be too busy for a month."

"Ah?" Xie Jiajia was stunned, "Why? Don't your Xuanjia Army have a lot of military affairs and training?" "I haven't taken a bath for a long time. Your Highness allows me to take a bath for a month."

"Oh, that's it!" Xie Jiajia said with a smile: "It's so rare, so you have to have a good rest."

At this time, Shasha came out of the house with the child in her arms. Xie Jiajia lowered her voice and said with a smile: "Then I'll go back first."

Xuan Ming opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he said nothing.

Xie Jiajia saw his hesitation and hesitation, but she was too tired and really couldn't guess what he was stuttering about.

When passing by Xuan Ming, Xie Jiajia thought for a while and said casually: "Do you really like cyan? You are still so young, you can actually wear more other colors!"

After saying this, she nodded towards Xuan Ming with a smile, turned and left.

Xuan Ming was stunned for a moment, and then he looked down at his clothes as if he had come to his senses.

So when she first came in, she stared at him. Did she think his clothes were all the same?Is that what you mean?
After having dinner with his mother, Xuan Ming was thinking about this issue when he returned to his room to rest.

After sitting at the table for a while, Xuan Ming got up and went to the closet to open it. The inside was all green, and several belts were exactly the same.

He is a member of the military, so his clothes are naturally simple and convenient, so there are few styles. As for wearing cyan... that's because the fabric was given by His Highness.

This indigo brocade is not cheap.

His Highness gave many horses every year as a reward to his subordinates, and he took advantage of the opportunity to have their clothes cut.

To him, this is just a matter of ordering food and water.

He never cared before.

But when I heard Xie Jiajia mention it today, it seemed a bit monotonous.

But what color can I change...

This really confused him.

After a long moment of silence, Xuan Ming took a deep breath, closed the cabinet, returned to the bed and lay down to rest.

After tossing and turning for a while, Xuanming fell into a trance, as if he was back in his mother's yard in the afternoon.

There were laughter from the elderly, children and Xie Jiajia.

He stood in front of the courtyard gate and looked at it for a while, then stepped in.

Xie Jiajia was wearing a blue skirt, holding a handkerchief in her hand, and said with a smile: "Look at you, your face is dirty!"

Then, she stood on tiptoes to wipe the dust off her face...

Xuan Ming suddenly turned over and sat up, his breathing tight, his eyes slightly opened, filled with shock and disbelief.

Is he dreaming?

Xuan Ming took a deep breath, slapped his forehead with one hand, frowned and closed his eyes.

They say that what you think about every day is what you dream about at night, so he didn’t think much of it... How could he dream of this!
At most, he just thought about when Xie Jiajia would make an appointment for a painting.

It's crazy.

After taking several breaths, Xuan Ming regained his composure and lay down again.

……

Xie Jiajia didn't know that she had fallen into someone else's dream.

She was exhausted.

Taking care of the elderly and children sounds simple, but it is really tiring and exhausting. You have to pay attention to their emotions and give appropriate responses, which consumes an unknown amount of energy.

Now she began to miss her lazy and carefree days.

But looking at the little girl who was still snorting and making bubbles while asleep, she felt that it was okay to be tired. After all, she wouldn't be tired for a few years. It would be easier if she was older.

"Hey, did you catch a cold again?" Xie Jiajia sighed, "Don't, I'm so scared that you are sick."

I would rather get sick on myself than on her.

The little girl felt uncomfortable, couldn't take the medicine, and was crying. She also wanted to cry. (End of chapter)