Wei Shao and Gongsun Yang separated and walked to Xiao Qiao's residence.

The second servant girl knew that the city changed hands overnight, and that Chen Taishou and dozens of people in his family were all prisoners. At this moment, the two of them were ordered to listen here. The four-eyed eldest did not dare to relax for a moment. Something went wrong. Suddenly, I saw a man walking towards the end of the corridor. Although he was young, his steps were imposing. He also saw the guards under the corridor salute him and called him "Junhou". He knew that the husband of the lady in the room, Yanhou Wei Shao, was here, and he hurriedly greeted him. Go up and kneel on both sides.

Wei Shao stopped, glanced at the candlelight in the window, and asked what was going on in the room. One replied, saying that after the Gongsun envoy and the military doctor left, the two of them stayed here as messengers and didn't leave for a while, but the lady in the room never called, and she should have fallen asleep.

Wei Shao walked to the door and stopped for a while.

It's true that she was kidnapped by Chen Rui, but there seems to be some doubts about the process. It would be clear if she took this opportunity to ask her for herself.

He thought so, calmly. So he raised his hand and pushed the door in, turned around the bed screen, and saw that she and Yi were lying on the end of the bed, covered by a quilt on her stomach, her face turned inward, and she didn't move. past.

Wei Shao went straight to the bedside, and was about to wake her up, but first he caught a glimpse of her outward-facing cheek with some residual tears. He fixed his gaze, then turned down and turned to her hand.

Her two hands, palms up at the moment, are lightly resting on the outside of the quilt. The palms are slender, and the fingers are curled into a soft natural angle. They are clean, like green onions. It is piled up high, and the folds are under the elbow, revealing a section of the jade arm, the skin is greasy and moist, but the middle wrist is wrapped with a white circle of soft linen, and the dark color of the ointment is hidden. It came out, and it looked very abrupt.

Wei Shao watched for a moment, and then his eyes returned to her face again.

The candlelight shone from the side, passed through the curtain, and shone on her face in semi-darkness, causing her long eyelashes to cast a quiet fan-shaped shadow on her lower eyelid. Her face turned slightly inward, and he could only see half of her soft and beautiful profile. In the dim candles, the beauty is sleeping alone, like a begonia separated by fog. For a man's vision, it is naturally a pleasure that can bring joy.

Wei Shao is a normal man. She fell asleep anyway, so she inevitably took another look. It was only then that he suddenly noticed that the corners of her lips seemed to be slightly upturned by nature, just like at this moment, perhaps because of the pain in her wrist, her brows were clearly frowning slightly in her sleep, but because of this squinting her eyebrows were slightly raised. The corners of her lips were raised at two o'clock, and her sleeping appearance was also a little more charming out of thin air.

Wei Shao watched for a moment, and suddenly didn't want to wake her up. Withdrew his gaze and turned to walk away, Xiao Qiao on the bed seemed to feel something, his eyelids moved slightly, he slowly opened his eyes, and vaguely saw a figure swaying in front of the bed, startled, and let out a low voice With a sound, the person sat up in shock.

"it's me!"

Wei Shao stopped, turned around and said immediately.

The experience of the past few days is really unbearable to look back on, and I suddenly woke up from sleep, and it is inevitable that I have a little shadow. At this moment, Xiao Qiao has also clearly seen the person coming, and heaved a sigh of relief slowly.

She guessed that he should have come. And nine times out of ten, it should be related to the experience of his captivity. He didn't say anything, just sat there and raised his face slightly. looking at him. Wait for him to speak.

After a while, he didn't wait for him to speak. Seeing his gaze down, he glanced down with his head. He slowly retracted his hand into the horn and covered it.

Wei Shao looked away, turned his face slightly, didn't look at her, and said in a flat tone: "I'm here to talk to you, so that you can recover from your injury. Yuyang doesn't need to go for the time being, wait a while. I'm going back too, and I'll take you back with me when the time comes."

Xiao Qiao was a little surprised. But nothing else was said. Just looked at him, and hummed softly.

Wei Shao glanced at her and turned to go out. Xiao Qiao heard his voice from outside the door, instructing the maid to serve him well, and then the footsteps gradually disappeared.

Xiao Qiao slowly lay down again.

In my heart, I always felt that something was wrong.

He didn't ask about his being kidnapped. Did he say he didn't know that Liu Yan was the one who kidnapped him in the first place?

If he doesn't mention it, can he pretend that it's not the same thing and just mess around like this?

…

The next day, Wei Shao issued official documents in the city to appease the people and take over the yamen. He was busy for several days and did not show up again. Xiao Qiao didn't go out for half a step, but kept eating, drinking, sleeping and recuperating in the room. Four or five days later, the two servant girls who served her came to invite her to go out and get on the carriage, and Xiao Qiao knew that she was going to reply.

Wei Shao entrusted Shiyi to Gongsun Yang. Wei Liang and the wounded soldiers continued to stay to recuperate, leaving most of the centaurs to be garrisoned, leading the rest of the song by himself, and taking Xiao Qiao back by the way.

Xiao Qiao was still sitting in a carriage with a very comfortable interior decoration. That morning, when she left Shiyi City, she looked out of the car window and saw that the street was deserted, and most of the households on both sides of the road had their doors and windows closed. The eyes of the eyes are peeping through the gap to the new owner of this castle passing by on the road. Occasionally I saw someone, but they just stood far away at the alley and at the end of the street. When they all walked past, people gradually emerged from nowhere corners, gathered together in twos and threes, looking at each other. With his back whispered, whispering.

When he was about to leave the city gate, a four-five-year-old child suddenly ran out from a half-open door, chasing a civet cat, just in time to block Wei Shao's horse who was in front, Wei Shao raised the horse. Taking the reins, he turned the horse's head abruptly in a direction, and then Kankan avoided the child.

"Bold! Whose child, let it out and collide randomly!"

Tan Fu, another general of the Fu army who followed behind Wei Shao, lost two capable lieutenants on the night of the siege. It seemed that the progress was not going well, and I hated these people for not knowing what to do. At this moment, I had a seizure, and I fiercely pulled out my knife and yelled at the side.

The child was frightened, fell to the ground and started to cry. The woman in the room heard it, and only then did she realize that her son ran out when she was unprepared, his face was pale, and rushed out in a hurry, hugged her son, and knelt in front of the horse's head, and kept kowtowing and begging for mercy.

Wei Shao steadied the horse, his face was also a little gloomy, his brows were wrinkled, he seemed to be holding back, and he waved his hand impatiently. ran through the door. As soon as we entered, the door slammed shut.

Tan Fu glanced at Wei Shao and saw that his face had returned to the original coldness, so he put the knife back into the sheath angrily and continued to leave the city.

Xiao Qiao was a little nervous at first, but fortunately, this little episode passed quickly, and finally let out a small breath and lowered the curtain of the car.

…

Xiao Qiao followed Wei Shao's group and returned to Xindu smoothly.

Chunniang and the others were earlier than Xiao Qiao and had already returned.

Chunniang's own daughter unfortunately fell ill and died when she was three or four years old. From then on, Chunniang put all her thoughts on Xiao Qiao, and regarded her as more important than her own life. Right in front of him that day, watching her suddenly being kidnapped like that, Chunniang was heartbroken, she followed Wei Liang's instructions and replied to the letter first, she couldn't eat, sleep at night, and cried for the past few days. They were all swollen, and in just a few days, the originally plump face had also lost a lot of weight. At this moment, I was finally looking forward to Xiao Qiao's safe return. At first, the tears of joy came out. Knowing that she was scalded with a candle to escape the burn, she shed tears again in distress. After crying and laughing, they finally returned to the Sheyang Residence where Xiao Qiao lived for the night. The maids reopened the boxes, laid out the utensils, and prepared to live.

This "new house" was supposed to be Wei Shao's usual bedroom. It seemed that it had been cleaned up the day after Xiao Qiao left, and there was no trace of the festive atmosphere in it that used to be the "new house". Xiao Qiao worked and rested as usual that night, knowing that Wei Shao would definitely not come over to have **** with him. But Chunniang, after this incident, I don't know what she was thinking, as if there was something new on her mind, I really told the emperor not to rush the eunuch, and waited until very late, Xiao Qiao went to bed early, and she still She stayed up and refused to go to sleep until the maid who was doing odd jobs in Wei Shao's study, whom she had bought with money, secretly handed over the news that Junhou ordered to make a bed in the study to prepare for the night, and then she lost her heart and closed the door angrily. Go to bed.

In the next few days, Xiao Qiao was taken care of by Chunniang in every possible way. Xiao Qiao is sure that as long as Chunniang is by her side in this life, even if she has no arms or legs, she can still live very comfortably.

The burn on her wrist, after the first few days of pain, is now starting to heal, slowly shedding that layer of dead skin and starting to grow new skin. The doctor would come every day to change her medicine. Since yesterday, I no longer use the original black ointment that smells a little stinky, and replaced it with a milky white new medicine that smells very cool and comfortable. The doctor said that this ointment has the effect of removing rot and regenerating muscles. According to the degree of burns of the lady, and his experience, it is inferred that if the recovery is good, the skin should be smooth as before, and there will be no scars.

Chunniang had been worrying about this for the first few days, lest Xiao Qiao's originally beautiful pair of jade wrists would leave burn marks, she was relieved after hearing what the doctor said.

Xiao Qiao took a bath that night.

She takes a bath very diligently. In the past two years, even in such a severe winter, as long as there are conditions at home, she must have a big bath every two days. At the beginning, Chunniang was surprised by her sudden change of bathing habit, but gradually she got used to it. Anyway, the Qiao family has a big business, but it's just a matter of making the kitchen boil a few more barrels of hot water.

The bathroom here is connected to the bedroom where Xiao Qiao lives, separated by a screen. Chunniang helped Xiao Qiao take off her clothes, helped her into the big tub, and ordered her to raise her hands high so that her wrists were not allowed to get wet at all. Seeing that she was obedient, she was satisfied with washing her long hair.

Xiao Qiao leaned against the edge of the tub, the hot water soaked above her chest, and the water line fluctuated slightly with Chunniang's strokes. The whole person was soaked in it, warm and warm, feeling that Chunniang was rubbing her scalp with a skilled and comfortable technique, and she was about to fall asleep comfortably.

"...Lady, there is a saying that the maid doesn't know whether to say it or not..."

When Xiao Qiao closed her eyes, she suddenly heard Chunniang whispering in her ear, so she hummed.

"The maid always feels that the person who robbed the lady on horseback in the post court that day looks familiar..."

Chunniang's voice came close to Xiao Qiao's ear.

Xiao Qiao paused, opened her eyes, sat up straight and turned her head to look at Chunniang. Seeing her also looking at herself, her expression was a little uncertain, but more, she should still be worried, Xiao Qiao saw it.

"Miss..." Chunniang looked at her and sighed softly, "Is that person really the son the maid thought?"

Liu Yan lived in Qiao's house for many years. Although he left, a few years have passed, but a person's appearance and characteristics, even if they change with adulthood, generally remain the same. It is normal for Chunniang to recognize her.

Xiao Qiao looked at her worried eyes, hesitated, leaned into her ear and whispered, "Chunniang, don't worry, he probably won't come again in the future."

Chunniang was stunned, and her expression became more worried.

"Wei Hou, does he know about this?"

She asked in an almost whisper-like voice in Little Joe's ear.

Joe shook his head.

"The night he captured Shiyi, he came to see me, and I thought he wanted to ask me about my captivity that day. If he had asked, I would have told him, but he didn't ask, so I thought it would be better to do more. one less thing..."

Chunniang was taken aback for a moment.

"I hope it goes like this..."

She sighed.

Seeing her worry, Xiao Qiao hugged her neck with two snow-white arms, and hummed in a coquettish manner: "Chunniang, my wrist is so itchy, I really want to scratch it... What should I do..."

Her wrists grew new muscles, and it was inevitable that they would start to itch, and the hot air in the tub was not deceiving her.

Chunniang immediately became nervous, and hurriedly grabbed her hand, rubbed her fingertips around her wound, and said in her mouth, "Forbearance is over. You are not allowed to scratch randomly, do you hear? There are scars left in the scratches. How to do?"

Xiao Qiao hummed twice, leaned her face against her warm and soft chest, closed her eyes and rubbed a few times, her voice soft: "Chunniang, you are so kind to me..."

Chunniang smiled, "My Man Man is so beautiful and caring, who would be so ruthless, she would be bad for you..."

Before she could finish her sentence, there was a sudden "bang" from outside, and the door seemed to be pushed open, implying some rough anger.

"Jun Hou! The lady is still bathing in the bathroom—"

The maid's voice followed, and panic could be heard.

Joe opened his eyes.

Chunniang was also stunned for a moment, then patted her shoulder soothingly, she got up hastily, and was about to meet her, when footsteps approached, a figure flickered behind the screen, and the low-hanging curtain was handed over to her. Pulling it apart, Wei Shao went straight into the bathroom.

The candlelight on the kneeling candlestick of the bronze man standing at the four corners flickered slightly. In this space filled with fragrant mist, with his sudden intrusion, the air seemed to cool down quickly.

He stood there with a very indifferent expression, but his eyes showed a kind of anger that could not be concealed, and glanced at Xiao Qiao who was still sitting in the bathtub opposite.

"Get out," he said.

Chunniang knew that he was talking to her, so she suppressed the uneasiness in her heart, and said in a trembling voice: "The prince is here to find the lady?

"roll!"

Wei Shao suddenly raised the volume.

Chunniang's shoulders shook slightly, but she still stubbornly bowed halfway in front of Xiao Qiao, refusing to go out.

"Chunniang, you go. I'm fine." Xiao Qiao said slowly.

Chunniang looked back at Xiao Qiao, finally lowered her head, and walked out silently from Wei Shao's side.