Qing'er glanced out the window, "It's getting late, wash your face and get ready for dinner. Brother Muzi must have prepared something to eat." He stood up and walked to the edge of the bed, picking her up. She fell asleep with her clothes on at noon.
This time I don't have to dress her.
"Okay. Did brother Muzi make braised pork today?"
"Whether you've done it or not, you'll know when you wake up later, right?"
"Qing'er is so thin, I need to eat more in the future."[
Qing'er's smile froze, braised pork? That fatty thing is what he hates the most. Then, slightly embarrassed, she couldn't help but think of that kiss again...
"Don't be picky about food. As long as you have something to eat, it was very uncomfortable to be hungry before."
He couldn't help but hold her in his arms, "It's okay, I'm here. He'er won't have to go hungry in the future."
He had to think of a way to follow him into the palace. It was impossible for her to go in as a beautiful girl and bring a maid with her. If he wanted to blend in with the beautiful girls, he could do it for a while, but in a few days, everything would be exposed once he took off his clothes.
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Another problem is that he met the prince and knew at a glance that she was He'er's maid, so it was impossible to borrow someone else's identity.
At this time, Xiaoqiu came to report that the food was ready.
The two simply arranged their clothes and walked hand in hand into the hall.
Unexpectedly, as soon as they entered the hall and before they sat down, they heard Xiaochun say that the eldest lady and the second young lady had arrived.
Within a few seconds, a graceful middle-aged woman appeared at the door of the hall.
Next to her, Qin Biliu was still holding her arm.
She is dressed in plain clothes and has no unnecessary accessories. She behaves generously and decently, and is quiet and elegant. There are really few people in the prime minister's house except the eldest lady.
When Xiaochun and Xiaoqiu met, they both saluted and said hello.
There were only two people sitting still.
One big and one small, Qing'er and Xiao Bihe.
Qing'er didn't even need to say hello when she met the prime minister, let alone the prime minister's wife?
Xiao Bihe had no impression of the lady in front of her at all, and didn't know what to say, so she simply stopped talking. But her small body leaned towards Qing'er.