The concubine was reborn, and the cold prince was made red in the face

Zuo Xiangning found that there were four little girls in the small courtyard where she lived, two of them were waiting on her and two were busy in the courtyard.

Looking out from the entrance of the courtyard, it should be a small garden. I don't know how far it is from the main entrance.

At night, Zuo Xiangning sat down and was about to eat when she saw a masked man walking in from the outside with his hands behind his back. As soon as he stood at the table, the little girl next to him cleverly placed another set of bowls and chopsticks.

The masked man sat next to Zuo Xiangning and started eating without saying a word.

Zuo Xiangning only took a few bites before putting down her chopsticks.

"You don't agree?" the masked man asked.

"I haven't done anything this day. I'm not hungry." Zuo Xiangning raised her eyes and glanced at him, "Where are we now?"

"Chuzhou." The masked man said.

This man is indeed cunning. No one may have thought that she would return to Chuzhou City again.

"Are we in the city?" Zuo Xiangning asked tentatively again.

"This is a large courtyard with five entrances. The small courtyard you live in is in the middle. You can't escape at all." The masked man said: "People outside don't know who you are. Be careful if you run around or get interrupted." leg."

Zuo Xiangning raised her eyebrows.

"I didn't lie to you." The masked man looked at her surprised expression, his appetite increased, and he ate two bowls of rice in a row.

He put down the bowl and chopsticks, looked at the woman next to him who was still staring at him, and asked: "Why do you always look at me? Don't believe what I say? Then you can try. It's just that people outside the hospital are more aggressive, but don't worry, I have the best doctors here who can fix the bones as long as they are not broken."

Zuo Xiangning blinked her eyes, pursed her lips, and returned to her temporary room.

The masked man told the people guarding outside the courtyard, "Keep an eye on all sides of the courtyard. If she really runs out, just surround her. Don't hurt her."

The next morning, the masked man discovered that Zuo Xiangning did not come out for breakfast.

"Where's the person?" He asked, looking in the direction of the main room.

"After the girl got up and washed herself, she lay down on the Arhat bed again. She said she was not hungry and would not eat yet." The girl replied from the side.

"Is she sick?" The masked man stood up worriedly, "Go and bring the doctor in." Zuo Xiangning was lying on the Arhat bed, not hungry at all.

She suddenly didn't know what else she could do.

"Do you want to commit suicide by hunger strike?" The masked man walked into the room and looked at the woman who was only staring at the beams, not even looking at him.

"Why do you leave me here?" Zuo Xiangning asked in confusion: "You raise me as an idle person. Not only do you have people to serve me every day, but you also have to arrange for people to watch me outside. Don't you think you are losing too much?"

"It's a bit of a loss." The masked man said: "Otherwise, I will remove all the people waiting in the courtyard, and you can wash and cook by yourself, water the flowers, sweep the floor and tidy up the room. What do you think?"

Zuo Xiangning rolled her eyes secretly, she was not here to be a slave.

"not so good."

The masked man watched her get up from the Arhat bed, walk past him, walk outside, and sit at the table.

The masked man followed and sat next to her.

Zuo Xiangning suddenly thought of something, "Don't you go to Qingquan Temple to deceive people today?"

The corners of the masked man's mouth curled up and he said, "I'm not the only one in Qingquan Temple."

Zuo Xiangning's eyes suddenly widened. What on earth does this Qingquan Temple do?

Looking at this man's appearance, it is obvious that he is not a money-hungry person.

Is the business at Qingquan Temple so profitable?

Zuo Xiangning looked at the dishes on the table and suddenly had an idea in her mind.

"Do you know Ling Xiao, the prince of Zhongyuan Hou?"

The masked man smiled and said, "Why do you say that?"    "Because..." Zuo Xiangning sighed and said nothing more.

"Why don't you continue?" the masked man looked at her and asked.

Because her first impression when she saw this man was that he really looked like Ling Xiao.

"Nothing." Zuo Xiangning picked up her chopsticks with a lonely look and drank half of the bowl of porridge.

The masked man looked at her listlessly, like a dehydrated flower, and couldn't help but said: "Tomorrow, I will take you out for a walk."

Zuo Xiangning's eyes lit up, "Really?"

"But you'd better not have any thoughts of escaping." The masked man warned: "I just don't want to hurt others, but that doesn't mean I don't dare to hurt others."

"Yes." Zuo Xiangning nodded vigorously, with a bright smile on her face.

She still couldn't figure out what this man had planned, but given her current situation, she would only have a chance to escape if she walked out of this small courtyard.

In the afternoon, Zuo Xiangning saw two little girls bringing her a lot of clothes and jewelry.

She couldn't help but panic.

Doesn't this man want to sell her?

Has she ever heard someone say that a pretty girl is worth a lot of money if she is sold to a bad place?

Zuo Xiangning didn't sleep well that night, so she was suddenly tied up or given some kind of drug.

When they got up the next morning, two little girls dragged Zuo Xiangning up, who didn't want to get up, and pressed her in front of the dressing mirror. They applied makeup on her face for half an hour before putting another little girl on her. The dress was delivered.

Zuo Xiangning looked at the thin layer of golden gauze clothes on her body and frowned slightly, "I don't want to wear these clothes, give me another one."

"Young Master chose this." The little girl whispered in embarrassment, "Young Master is waiting for you outside."

What on earth does he want to do?

Zuo Xiangning touched the gold and jade locket around her neck. This was worth hundreds of taels of silver.

Who does he want to sell himself to as a concubine by dressing himself up so noblely?

She turned and walked to the door, looked at the man in black standing with his back to her, and said dissatisfied: "You dressed me up like this, where do you want to take me?"

The man slowly turned around and looked at the woman in front of him. With just one glance, he could no longer look away.

She was wearing a golden gauze dress with intricate bright yellow patterns embroidered on the outside, and a white Hangzhou silk tube top skirt on the inside, with a light blue soft gauze tied around her waist. Her black hair was tied into a romantic and chic flying cloud bun, and she wore Golden gem-encrusted butterfly play double flower tassel hairpin.

The elegant jade face was lightly painted with powder and light plum blossom makeup. The childish greenness on the originally beautiful and refined face faded away, revealing a trace of charm.

If she used to be as graceful and charming as a direct immortal, and she was the king of the country, now she seems to have fallen into the mortal world by mistake, and was contaminated by the slightest trace of earthly connections, making men lose their souls just looking at her.

Zuo Xiangning couldn't see his expression, but the look in his eyes made her a little scared.

She pulled off her gauze clothes with her hands and said, "I don't wear clothes like this! I won't go out with you either!"

"Ask them to change it for you." The man coughed lightly, went into the room, opened the closet, took out a bright yellow Sichuan brocade dress with peony patterns and gold threads, and said, "Wear this."

Zuo Xiangning was secretly angry, but she had to lower her head under the eaves.

She picked up her clothes and went to the inner room.

The man took out another Yunjinleizhu cloak from the closet. When Zuo Xiangning came out, he walked up to her with the cloak. Under her stunned gaze, he gently put the cloak on her. on the body.

Zuo Xiangning's black and white eyes slowly moved from his mask to his hands.

His bony fingers tied the two slender straps of the cloak into an unsightly bow.

Seeing his actions, the color on Zuo Xiangning's face suddenly disappeared, a trace of obvious panic flashed in her eyes, and suddenly a terrifying thought was lingering in her mind...