Perhaps because he fell into the water, Qin Jiaoxi felt that he had slept deeply yesterday, and when he woke up, he felt as if he had not dreamed.
But just now when I saw those two beautiful maids doing something small, I remembered the dream last night.
After seeing the steward taking the person away with a dissatisfied look on her face, Axiu frowned and said, "Miss, the Regent's Palace is not as good as the Prime Minister Qin's Palace. I'm afraid it's not enough to leave only two servants to run errands!"
In fact, the ostentation is not enough.
Haven’t you seen that Princess Jiu is followed by a dozen people every time she appears?
"Isn't there still Jing Yan?"
Qin Jiaoxi sat on the edge of the bed and shook her feet: "If you don't have enough, you can add more in the future. It doesn't have to be chosen at once!"
No matter how anxious she is, she can't use the servants that Princess Jiu has installed!
Qin Jiaoxi left behind the dark-skinned maid Hua Xian and a young-looking little girl.
Hua Xian is twelve years old and has a pretty good name;
The little girl looked silly and cute, and said that she only remembered that she was about ten years old, and her nickname was Mu Yatou.
Qin Jiaoxi decided to call her Murui.
Grandma Wang, who is in her early thirties, has been working as a maid in the Regent's Palace since she was ten years old. She is considered an old man and is quite familiar with the situation in the palace.
It happened that Jun Lan came over after taking the medicine, and Qin Jiaoxi asked several people to get acquainted with each other.
Then, she looked down at the bowl of medicine: "Why do you still need to drink medicine?"
Axiu said patiently: "Miss fell into the water yesterday. Although the Lord... I have used my true energy to help you force out the cold air in your meridians, your inner body is still cold. You can't do it without nourishing it!"
Qin Jiaoxi frowned and drank the medicine.
She was about to say something more when she saw the Prince Regent suddenly land in the courtyard from the sky, turn around and stride towards her house.
Qin Jiaoxi exclaimed: "Wow, dad's Qinggong is so good!"
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Axiu and Junlan reluctantly accepted her calling the regent daddy so naturally, but the maid and nanny who had just entered the courtyard were stunned when they heard this.
However, he saw that his prince did not say anything angry, and the eyes under the mask actually softened half a bit.
"Jiaoxi, do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?"
After saying that, he turned to look at Axiu: "Did you ask Han Zhan to come over and check his pulse?"
Axiu was silent: "Wang, can't you trust Axiu's ability?"
Meng Yinqin muttered: "I have to ask your uncle about this question!"
The implication was not that he couldn't believe it, but that Han Zhan had not given her the approval to become a disciple.
Axiu glanced at him angrily, turned and left the room.
Qin Jiaoxi quickly said: "Dad, I'm fine. Sister Axiu drove away the cold for me and gave me medicine!"
Meng Yinqin looked at her face still covered with burn scars: "The injuries on your face..."
Qin Jiaoxi calculated the time silently in her mind. If she was punished for not entering the ancestral hall yesterday, her face would probably be saved.
Then he said: "Since there are experts from the Miracle Medical Valley in Daddy's house, Xi'er's face should be saved!"
Meng Yinqin looked at her funny: "If I don't have a doctor here, how will your face recover?"
Qin Jiaoxi's little head tilted: "Then, we can only slowly, day after day, slowly recover from treatment!"
After all, she was still young, and her identity had not been publicly announced by the regent. Why was she so anxious to show her face that attracted criticism?
"Dad, do you think Xi'er's face has recovered? Or should we not recover yet?"
The sound of father's screams was so soft and waxy that Meng Yinqin's heart melted.
Coupled with what Qin Mansion did yesterday, he didn't even want to hide it: "Of course he has recovered!"
