Looking at Xiang'an Wang Lingxiao, Liu Qingchen was as dumb as a fossil and completely entered a state of trance.
"I don't care about you, idiot!" the girl ran away coquettishly.
Wang Feng of Xiang'an was as bright as jade, and his expression remained the same. He had a cold face and said nothing.
Behind him, farther away, was a large group of soldiers in darkness.
Liu Qingchen choked before saying anything: "Your Majesty, please send someone to rescue Mother Qi quickly? She was snatched away by a group of bandits in front!"
Wang Qi of Xiang'an said: "They didn't rob you, the girl, but they robbed your mother."
Liu Qingchen's eyes were red and her voice was trembling: "It was them who protected me so that my daughter could escape."
King Xiang'an signaled to a man behind him. The man immediately led a small group of people forward.
Liu Qingchen took a look, and saw that all the men in front of him were men. If they didn't fall down now, how could they wait? They were sitting unsteadily on the horse, swaying, and they were about to fall down.
King Xiang'an asked: "How long have you been traveling?"
Liu Qingchen's breath was like a gossamer, and he continued intermittently: "Day and night... both days and nights... it has been... five days..."
King Xiang'an leaned over, melted the ice on his face, and sighed: "Poor silly boy!"
Liu Qingchen fainted happily and fell into the generous and charming arms of Lord Xiang'an.
Well, well, it feels so comfortable! She suddenly remembered a poem, "I hope I will be drunk forever and never wake up."
Ah...she is willing to faint in his arms forever and not wake up!
King Xiang'an couldn't laugh or cry, this girl is really naughty.
However, Liu Qingchen's white skin was a little pink, and there was a light cyan color under his eye sockets, so he must be really tired.
King Lingxiao of Xiang'an couldn't help but feel pity for her. This beauty had never suffered such hardship since she was born, right?
Huh, whoever scares her will definitely regret why he came to this world!
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When Liu Qingchen woke up, it was already late in spring.
Xuan Lu was opening her mouth at the table. When she saw Liu Qingchen woke up, she quickly came over to wait on her.
"You're back." Liu Qingchen said in surprise.
"Yes!" Zhan Lu also smiled broadly.
"Where are Mama Qi and the others?" Liu Qingchen asked.
"One of them died, and Yihong was taken away by them. The rest of us were rescued by the prince. The prince said that I was not enough for you, so he ordered four girls and two women to come.
I asked them to wait outside." Zhan Luben and Yi Hong were at odds with each other, so he did not pretend to be sad, but was just happy that she would have a few people at her disposal from now on.
Liu Qingchen wanted to kiss Xuan Lu, but he was afraid of shocking her, so he had to give up and kept laughing.
"Are you going to get up, Miss?"
Liu Qingchen nodded and stood up. Liu Qingchen had never seen such a simple room, just a bed. But there was another window, and outside the window was a peach tree, which was in full bloom.
I excitedly walked out and found how elegant this room was!
A large room, all covered with white marble, with a wide and short mahogany table in the middle, thick vanilla mats on both sides, a large full-moon window covered with green screens, and a mahogany shelf on the east wall with various furnishings.
Antique appliances. Eight wild grass screens separate the bedroom.
There is nothing and everything is there!
The four girls stood in the hall with smiles on their faces. When they saw Liu Qingchen, they all bowed down and said, "I have met my master."
Liu Qingchen asked: "What are your names?"
A girl in a red shirt smiled and said: "The prince said that we will all follow the master from now on, and let the master give us a name."
Liu Qingchen looked at the girl and looked familiar: "Eh..."
The girl in red shirt smiled: "It's a slave. The master saved the slave's hand. The slave has told the sisters a long time ago that the master is like the beautiful girl under Guanyin. Being able to serve the master is a great blessing for the slaves."
share."
It turned out to be the maid her mother wanted to chop. Liu Qingchen laughed: "Nonsense. What were your original names?"
The girl in red shirt smiled: "Master, your literary talent is extraordinary, please give your slaves names."
Liu Qingchen thought for a while and nodded: "They all say that happy things in life include soothing eyebrows, smiling, understanding words, and being worry-free. Just name it accordingly."
The girl in red shirt smiled: "I like to laugh, so I'll steal this smile."
The most beautiful girl is called Jieyu, the gentle and skinny girl is called Shumei, and the other girl who is average in appearance but has a good demeanor is called Wuyou. These four names are all good and have auspicious meanings, so the four girls are laughing.
Something like that. Even Xuan Lu was jealous. But she was given by Mrs. Liu, and as a rule, Liu Qingchen couldn't change her name.
The girls gathered Liu Qingchen next door, which turned out to be a natural hot spring.
Liu Qingchen took a bath, and the girls presented him with several plates of exquisite snacks. After washing, Liu Qingchen was wrapped in a big towel and went to another room.
The room looked like a modern boutique clothing store, filled with beautiful clothes. Liu Qingchen was not overjoyed, but rather a little sad. She found that the clothes came in many sizes, and they were obviously prepared for women of many different body types.
Well, for a man like King Xiang'an, in ancient times when men were superior to women, although he had not yet married a real wife due to some strange combination of circumstances, he must have had many concubines and singing and dancing prostitutes. So heartbroken! Liu Qingchen thought silently, yes
Should we continue to focus on the big tree of King Xiang'an? Or give up this playboy and find a lover? This is really a very difficult question. Alas, her biggest wish to stay here is to find a beautiful man with whom she can live and fly together.
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She randomly picked a light blue shirt and skirt. Taking care of her with Shumei's considerate hands, Liu Qingchen looked dazzling and more beautiful than ever before.
With the two mothers supporting the canopy, and the four maids two in front and two behind, Xuan Lu supported Liu Qingchen as she stepped on the bluestone path.
The long skirts of various colors sweep the floor over and over again, and their leisurely and elegant looks are all pictures of ladies from famous artists.
In the yard, there is an old lady wearing long green armor who is picking vegetables in the water spinach field. Her hair is already gray, and she is holding a brand new bamboo silk basket in her hand. The green water spinach is growing in the yellow basket, which is very pleasing to the eye.
Liu Qingchen stopped to admire it. It is often said that a woman's beauty only lasts. But this old woman is over 100 years old. She has a strong figure, a gentle manner, a serious face, and a unique charm. Unfortunately, she does not have a camera in her hand, so she cannot capture this beautiful scene.
Recorded one scene.
Jieyu asked: "Master, what are you looking at?"
Liu Qingchen smiled: "If you have pictures, you can put them into paintings."
He said with a smile: "What's the difficulty? Master, your paintings are known to the world, and even Shu Mei's paintings are known to everyone in the house."
Shu Mei said angrily: "Why are you teasing me? Who dares to play the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting in front of the master? You are really a master of a skill, and you are not afraid of making others laugh."
Liu Qingchen covered it up and said, "Shu Mei, take a closer look at this old man. The painting will come out when you get back. Let me take a look."
Shu Mei could only nod her head in agreement.
The explanation was: "The master wants to copy the Diamond Sutra for the old princess, so the slaves can visit the master's calligraphy treasure."
The maids all nodded and smiled.
Liu Qingchen was feeling depressed. How could he pass this test? Why not tell King Xiang'an the truth? Since he woke up, he had lost everything in his music, chess, calligraphy and painting. But how could he believe this huge anecdote?
When will he believe in himself?
When will he fall in love with herself?
When will he fully accept himself?
Alas! The road is long and long, and I will search up and down!