Chapter 25: What's Going On? Nursery Rhyme——

  Good grief!

  On the seventh day of summer, her heart was racing with anxiety, and a wave of panic rushed from her toes to the ends of her hair. The pants were still on her head, and the smell wasn't as bad as she had imagined. When she caught that faint masculine scent, her ears burned with heat, and she held her breath, not daring to move. Fortunately, Zhao Zun seemed not to have noticed her, and the sound of water, the sound of towels wiping water, and the low, comfortable sighs made him wash up happily.

  She slowly pulled back a few inches and freed her head from those deadly pants.

  Thinking of this embarrassing thing, the enthusiasm for watching handsome men decreased by a few points.

  It seems someone said that wearing underwear on one's head is an inauspicious sign and will bring bad luck.

  She crouched quietly, not daring to tidy up her disheveled hair, and with the sound of water outside, her heartbeat quickened.

  Want to take another look? No way, too dangerous.

  Does the radish head look good? !

  Little Turnip Head.

  No, big radish head.

  My mind is a mess, like a wild cat running frantically, I don't know how long it's been, until the moon outside calls someone to carry water buckets, help Grandpa change clothes, clean the house, and help Grandpa with his bed. She was still biting her fingers, repeatedly muttering "Amitabha".

  The bed creaked loudly upstairs.

  Zhao Zhu fell asleep. The bedroom was quiet inside and out.

  Every time she thought he was asleep and prepared to climb out, her head would make an untimely "creak" sound, making her dare not move. Time passed slowly like a snail, the night wind was cool, and the ground was even colder. She didn't know how long she had been lying there, but she felt that her body was about to freeze stiff. That scoundrel, however, was like an insomniac, tossing and turning from time to time.

  Luckily she had received special forces training, otherwise she would have gone mad.

  Knock three times - "Dong!... Dong! Dong!"

  Knock four times - "Dong!... Dong! Dong! Dong!"

  Knock five more times - "Dong!...... Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong!"

  She assumed the man on the couch had fallen asleep and slowly crawled out.

  He felt under his pillow, but there was nothing.

  He didn't find it under his quilt either.

  There was nothing in his robe either after he took it off.

  Isn't it difficult for him?

  She leaned against the bed curtain with her chin in her hands, feeling that reality was truly cruel!

  It's all over. At worst, Zhao will just lock her back in the woodshed again.

  The female soldier of the Red Stinger Special Forces had a decisive and ruthless style, she no longer hesitated, once again pulling open the bed curtain, vaguely visible was the man propping up his head, facing inward, with only a perfectly shaped buttocks facing her.

  Her heart skipped a beat as she reached out her hand.

  Feel! Search! Feel again! Search again! Directly feel into his arms.

  Apart from his enticing few pieces of pectoral muscles, there is nothing else.

  Collapsed. Where did it go?

  Seeing Zhao's sleepy appearance, she thought of her own bitter struggle under the bed for several hours, and her mischievous heart took over. She quietly slipped back into the room, found a brush on the desk by memory, dipped it in thick ink, and returned with a sly smile.

  Just as the brush was about to fall, her wrist was grasped by someone. The man turned over and pulled her, their bodies stuck together, his voice seemed to be right next to her ear.

  "Is there anything new to play with besides writing?"

  A surge of hot blood poured over her head. What did it mean? Had he known all along that she was in the bedroom?

  Despicable!

  Can't find the mirror, still thinking of the fool in Lian Nian Village, when he took up his pen to draw a big turtle, Xia Chuqi actually had no intention of escaping again. Now that he's been caught, he's naturally not too flustered either.

  "Hmph, I knew it. You've been stripping and washing in front of me, weren't you trying to seduce me? Now that I've fallen for it, are you satisfied?"

  He didn't answer, his breathing became slightly heavier.

  But it has nothing to do with lust, I guess she's just annoyed.

  She curved the corner of her mouth, Xia Chuqi shrunk his arm but didn't succeed, so he simply fell down, yawned and lay beside him, saying something that made him laugh, especially shameless.

  "In principle, I am a woman who is easily seduced. You succeeded, come on, brave warrior!"

  The man let go of her hand with a cool tone, "You little rascal, you really have no shame."

  His words were not very clear, obviously scolding, but with a hint of reprimanding a mischievous child, which made Xia Chuyi stunned for a moment, and her face turned red. She couldn't quite put her finger on the feeling, this person, if he was just joking around, she wouldn't take him seriously as a man, speaking so casually. But his words somehow awakened the few remaining shyness of being a virtuous woman in her, and with a sudden movement, she sat up straight and wanted to jump out of bed.

  Unexpectedly, with a "bang", something fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.

  "Grandfather!" Several cries of surprise sounded from outside at once.

  Yuè Yù rushed in first, holding a lighter to illuminate the candlelight. She took one glance at the two intertwined figures on the bed and opened her mouth, but couldn't say a word.

  Similarly stunned were Zheng Er Bao and several guards who rushed in behind her.

  "Sorry about that, I have a sleepwalking problem and I just fell here. Hehehe, I'll go back to the woodshed now!" Xia Chuyi looked clear for a moment on Yuemou's face, patted her chest and said with extreme innocence, as if she really had fallen from the sky.

  Zhao Zhu didn't utter a word, and no one dared to make a sound.

  Only Xiaochi was still talking on the seventh day of summer, "Hey, why are you all staring at me? Haven't you ever seen someone sleepwalking before? You're so ignorant."

  Everyone's face had changed from surprise to eeriness.

  No, it's completely treating her as a monster.

  Someone's face is so thick-skinned, it's also rarely seen in the world.

  Zhao Zun's cold expression eased a little, and he waved his hand, "Withdraw."

  "Alright, alright, I'll withdraw immediately." Xia Chuyi laughed so hard she was almost silly.

  "Stay behind!" Zhao Zun's words were once again cold and detached.

  Xia Ziyu's face turned dark.

  The master's words are reason, no one dares to ask more questions, and no one dares to utter half a word. A group of people retreated in an orderly manner, and the bedroom became two people again. Xia Chuyi faced a cold and icy statue, couldn't help but feel anxious, thinking that those flowery lines seemed useless.

  "Do you want your mirror?" He hesitated for a moment before speaking up.

  "Nonsense!" Xia Chuqi let out a breath of relief.

  Lying on the bed with a blank expression, Zhao Zun said, "Then use action to exchange."

  "Huh?" She didn't quite understand.

  "Do it until Grandpa is satisfied."

  "You want me...to dedicate myself?"

  Zhao Yu revealed a strange expression, but his eyes fell on her flat chest, "Grow some more!"

  Looking at that handsome and noble face, Xia Chuqi's teeth itched again.

  "Alright, then you'll be dissatisfied for the rest of your life?"

  He looked at her and said, "Then you'll be Grandpa's little slave for the rest of your life."

  The next day at dawn, Xia Qiuzi woke up in the servant's quarters of the Western Compound.

  With two black eye circles, she couldn't care less about the suspicious glances of others, and walked out of the station to Hui Chun Tang in the east of the city. At dawn, she had a materialistic negotiation with Zhao Zun, so she also gained temporary freedom, no longer needing to be locked in a small wooden house, but also because of an idiot and a mirror, she resignedly became his honest little slave.

  She is not stupid.

  She actually understood that Zhao Zun had taken a liking to her unique craftsmanship.

  That man is arrogant and cold-blooded, afraid that she won't obey him. He has used every trick in the book to tell her that no matter how cunning Sun Wukong is, he can't escape the Buddha's palm, so she should just surrender.

  Since it's just a job, either way is the same, she temporarily came to her senses.

  Following a king, also in the military camp, she can catch up with some of her previous life's military travel atmosphere. Moreover, nowadays the situation on the court is so tense, and life will inevitably be more colorful. For her who says "the muddier the water, the happier, the bitterer the fate, the more delighted", such days are also pretty good, enough to comfort her lonely, quiet and cold heart.

  She picked up her own things at Hui Chun Tang, and also got some medicine for poor Mei Zi to treat the wine spots on her face. She also got a little "private goods" for self-defense. After saying goodbye to Old Gu, she went with Gu A'jiao to stroll around the market, savoring this rare leisure time.

  As soon as I entered the street of Buzhen Lane, I saw a few children gathered at the entrance blowing glass whistles. "Glass whistles" are a kind of folk musical toy, and the little dolls played with them very happily, making a loud and muffled sound that could be heard from far away, attracting many passersby to gather around.

  Xia Chuqi also curiously went over to watch the commotion. Unexpectedly, a few little kids were blowing and suddenly sang out in loud voices a children's nursery rhyme.

  The loom is wide and the thread is long.

  Wove grass shoes and sewed clothes.

  Not adding to parents' worries

  Only pack up for the Jin army.

  Weaving girl, weaving daughter.

  Under the kerosene lamp, spinning is busy.

  In the capital, officials and nobles pursue fame and wealth.

  Only King Jin chased after the Wu Man.

  Qinggang County, south of Shu.

  The military attaches great importance to defense as its top priority.

  Now welcoming King Jin who has arrived

  Protecting the people and protecting the rivers and mountains.

  Oh no——

  As soon as Xia Qiqi heard these few crisp nursery rhymes, she knew something was wrong.

  Modern people have gone through thousands of years of history, and they know the cruelty of the imperial power struggle. Children's songs praise Zhao Kuang's merits on the surface, but secretly make him a target for public criticism. Once it spreads, it is more ruthless than pulling up the ladder after climbing over the wall, a soft knife that kills without seeing blood.

  She pinched her chin, deep in thought, when suddenly she saw a figure flash by quickly at the corner of the wall.

  Digression

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