Looking at the resentment on Qiu Yu's face, Qi Bao'er thought of what Twelve Quietly told her.
Yesterday, after Qiu Yu arrived at the inn, a shadowless army sent her a big package not long after.
Qi Baoer couldn't help but glance towards the direction of the carriage behind her. If she saw it correctly when she came out in the morning, Qiu Yu's own salute seemed to be a large pure black package.
She didn't pay much attention to it at the time, but now that she thinks about it, it seems a bit interesting.
Qiu Yu, this girl, is usually pretty steady, but a little girl is a little girl. She also has the love and cuteness in her body, but she usually hides it.
It is in private that her real girlish side is revealed. For example, her underwear is either pink or pink, and the headdress she wears when not on duty is always pink.
It looked like a package containing her own things. Qibaoer thought about it for a moment, but she really didn't notice that there was any color other than pink.
It can be seen from this that the black package in the morning was obviously not something Qiu Yu prepared herself.
A little girl carries a package sent by a man, what else is she doing?
There is a problem, a huge problem.
However, she is a good master and will not interfere in the emotional problems of her subordinates. At most, she will just sit by and enjoy themselves.
On the way back to Beijing, Qi Bao'er was not in a hurry as when he came here, but among ordinary people, he was still on the road. Except for resting at night and stopping for a rest at noon, he was rushing all the time.
Unfortunately, Yicheng was too far away from the capital. After traveling for half a month, they had only traveled half the distance.
That night, a large group of people stayed in a ruined temple in the wilderness.
Originally, we could reach the town by walking one hour further, but suddenly there was light rain in the sky, and there was faint thunder in the air, so we had to find a place to rest from the rain.
There are no statues of gods in the ruined temple, only one with a corner broken, two of the four legs being a large altar table built with stones, and a large stone pillar on which the statues of gods should have been placed.
The altar table had been cleared, and Qi Bao'er and Yuchi were discussing something in a low voice as they placed the map on the altar table.
Zhou Wenxun came over with a five or six-year-old boy in his arms. The man caught his interest and stopped a few meters away.
Both Qi Baoer and Yuchi noticed his movements, and they stopped their discussion and looked at him.
Qi Baoer: "What can I do, Mr. Zhou?"
Zhou Wenxun looked embarrassed and anxious, "I want to borrow another military doctor from the prince?"
He was embarrassed because he had once been a magistrate of the state, but he didn't even have a doctor. If the military doctor led by Prince Xian hadn't been here along the way, he wouldn't have dared to think about it.
Without saying a word, Qi Baoer immediately ordered Yuchi to call the doctor. There were two military doctors accompanying the Wuying Army on this trip.
Zhou Wenxun was eager to follow Yuchi, but was stopped by Qi Baoer, "The military doctor is just outside the temple, Master Zhou can just wait here."
In the time it took to call and stop, the military doctor carrying the medical kit hurriedly entered the ruined temple, and was led by Yuchi to the corner where Zhou Wenxun's family lived temporarily.
There is a small space separated by cloth from other places outside.
Zhou Wenxun confessed his crime to Qi Baoer, hugged the child and hurriedly lifted the cloth and followed him in.
In just one breath, a corner of the cloth was lifted again, and this time Yuchi got out with an embarrassed look on his face.
"Your Majesty, Mrs. Zhou is sick."
He thought it was Master Zhou's frail child who was sick, so he hurried in with others. Unexpectedly, it was Mrs. Zhou, the female family member, who was sick.
Zhou Wenxun and Mrs. Zhou had two sons, and they were twins, both only six years old.
In other words, Mrs. Zhou gave birth to twins when she was in her forties.
In this era when medical skills were not developed, women who gave birth were simply wandering around the gates of hell. Mrs. Zhou was not only an advanced maternal age but also gave birth to two children in her lifetime.
In addition, Mrs. Zhou has suffered a lot from following Zhou Wenxun over the years, and her body and bones are not in very good shape...
Fortunately, both mother and child survived; it's just that it wouldn't be good for one of the two children to have his bones removed from birth.
Along the way, a military doctor almost needed to be stationed in Zhou Wenxun's carriage to keep an eye on the child.
It's no wonder that when Yuchi heard that Zhou Wenxun was looking for a doctor, he instinctively felt that something had happened to the child again.
Qi Baoer glanced at Yuchi and waved for him to come over. "Don't worry about such trivial matters. It's more important to talk about business."
Mrs. Zhou fell ill beside her, no matter whether it was for business or private reasons, Qi Baoer had to go and have a look.
"Prince Xian!!" Mrs. Zhou was very excited when she saw Qi Bao'er coming in, and struggled to get up.
Qi Bao'er hurriedly stepped forward and pressed her gently, "Mrs. Zhou, there's no need to get up. You're still not feeling well. I don't want to be so polite."
Zhou Wenxun was not here at this time, Wuyingjun had already prepared dinner, and he took his two children to eat.
Zhou Wenxun doesn't care about his status. He insists on eating with everyone all the way instead of doing it alone and then being separated from everyone.
Mrs. Zhou was also a sweet-tempered person. After being stopped by Qi Bao'er, she no longer insisted on getting up.
He looked around and said with embarrassment: "I don't even have a place for the prince to sit here."
Qi Baoer laughed, "Mrs. Zhou said that, but do you blame me for not taking good care of you?"
These words frightened Mrs. Zhou so much that her face turned pale, and she waved her hands repeatedly: "I don't mean that, I, I just..."
Ouch, why is she so stupid all of a sudden?
Qi Bao'er waved his hand and sat directly on the bed, patting the 'bed' which was just made of wooden boards. "Isn't there a place for me to sit? I and my wife are both women, so my wife won't mind.
Bar?"
Under Qi Baoer's surprised gaze, Mrs. Zhou's face turned slightly pink, and her eyes glowed with buling buling as she looked at her.
"???"
What kind of development is this?
If Qi Baoer had Jun Chenyuan's mind-reading ability, he would have heard Mrs. Zhou howl in her heart at this moment.
——Oh my God, how can there be such a beautiful and cute girl in this world?
——Her skin is so good. It’s so white and tender. You can’t even see the pores from such a close distance. Can you pinch it?
——She is so close to me, she is smiling at me.
A complete idiot.
"Mrs. Zhou?" Qi Baoer raised his hand and waved it in front of her.
You don’t have a fever anymore, do you?
Why does this beautiful beauty look a little silly?
Fortunately, Mrs. Zhou was finally shaken back to some sense, but her eyes were still looking straight at Qi Bao'er's face with something wrong, and her smile also had a hint of shyness that should not be directed at her.
"Thank you, Lord Xian, for your concern. I'm much better now."
Qi Baoer couldn't help but shiver all over. Could this girl be a lily?
"That's good, that's good. Then Madam Zhou, you have a good rest, and I won't disturb you anymore. I can give them orders if you need anything."
Qi Bao'er got busy and ran away, but he was careless. He didn't expect Mrs. Zhou to be such a Mrs. Zhou.
"Thank you, Lord Xian. I send you my best wishes."
Mrs. Zhou's delicate voice came from behind, scaring Qi Bao'er so much that he walked a little faster.
