Hongmei had a pale face and frowned, and said in confusion: "Strange, why are those soldiers doing nothing?"

Qing'er knows much more than these little girls, so she smiled and said, "They are fighting outside all year round, and they are in good health. They must have preventive dirt on their bodies. Naturally, there will be no phenomenon of being unacceptable to the local environment."

"Then why don't you give us some? You're so unintentional!" Hongmei's little mouth was too poisonous, she was just ignoring her argument, and she was unforgivable.

Rucui said: "Why should I give it to you?"

"We are the powerful girls around the girl!" Hongmei said dissatisfied.

"No matter how powerful you are, you are just a girl. They are soldiers sent by the emperor himself." Is it better than the backstage? The backstage is bigger than you.

Hongmei was immediately depressed by Rucui's words, which made Qing'er laugh.

"Okay, you have to take care of your health first, and there are still many things to rely on you!" Qing'er was a little tired after saying that. Rucui served her to change her clothes, put down her gauze tent, and then walked out with Hongmei.

When he woke up in the afternoon, Rucui came in to serve her to wash and change her clothes. Hongmei walked in from outside.

"Girl, the prince has sent someone to deliver things again." Hongmei looked at Qing'er with a smile, and found that Qing'er's face was not changed at all, and there was no shyness at all of her daughter's house.

Since they moved into the villa, the King of Zhennan would send things every day, sometimes fresh fruit, sometimes exquisite jewelry, and sometimes exquisite unexpectedly. The girls and women with high eyebrows in the villa were obediently put away their tails behind them.

"Yeah, let it go!"

Qing'er nodded slightly, looked out the window, and asked unhappily: "Who is arguing outside?"

"I'm afraid the little girls saw the things the prince sent..."

Rucui handed the palm fan in her hand to Hongmei, signaling her to shut up and not talk nonsense, and turned around and walked out. Not long after, she also walked in with a blushing face, which surprised Qing'er.

"Girl, the prince is here!" Rucui stood aside, her voice shyly could hardly be heard.

"What?" Qing'er really didn't hear it clearly. Looking back at Hongmei, Hongmei was stunned and stared at Rucui blankly. She didn't know what she was thinking. Qing'er sighed and waved her hand, "Okay, you all go down!"

Seeing this, Rucui naturally had to lie on the soft couch with no image again and make some strange movements, shouting: "Girl, the prince is here!"

This time the sound was loud enough, which shocked Qing'er!

"Prince? Come on!" What else can you do when you come?

She was given a marriage by the empress dowager, and she could not return the goods regardless of whether he wanted it or not. Although she was not very satisfied, this was an ancient time, not a modern time when she was willing to go, nor was it arrogance and presumptuous time.

Behind her is not only herself, but also the huge Shangshu Mansion. If something happens to her, her sisters may not have a better life.

Although she is willful, she is not confused.

After she found her daddy, she could leave the world, but she would have no worries about being able to get rid of this man if she had faked death.
Chapter completed!