The reborn sycophant

In April and May, most of the plants and trees have changed into new clothes. Outside Chang'an City, the field crops have grown to the height of an adult's knee. The changes in the city are even greater. Many people take off their heavy cotton clothes and put on thin and light clothes. In spring clothes, there are more people on the street than in winter. In the brothel, the top girls have changed for a couple of rounds - this is a very short business, the night is very short, and the girls' youth is like a spring night Generally, it is gone after the past.

After being raised in a private house for a while, the wound on Zhao Ji’s abdomen peeled off, leaving a scar that was much tenderer than the surrounding skin. It’s light pink, it’s not ugly, but it’s not pretty either. Zhao Ji is a little concerned .

In the past few days, she has developed the habit of lifting her clothes to look at the wound. Every time she looks at it, she frowns, but she can't help but not look at it.

When he was peeking again that day, he was bumped into by Wei Chuyan who suddenly pushed the door open.

The room was brightly lit by the sunlight flying obliquely. On the left was a black table full of books and brochures, and on the right was a bed. His room—it’s just that it’s now occupied by Zhao Ji.

These are not the point.

The focus is on the girl on the bed.

Because she always needs to lie down, Wei Chuyan didn't tie her hair up, and her shiny black hair hung down smoothly until it reached her waist, winding like an ink painting.

She sat cross-legged on the bed, very casually, and was... just looking at something intently with the hem of her clothes lifted.Seeing Wei Chuyan come in, he wasn't shy, and with a dimple on his lips, he waved to her.

"Come and help me take a look."

Putting down the things at hand, Wei Chuyan walked over, with a nervous expression on his face: "What's wrong? Is the wound itchy again?"

As she spoke, she sat on the edge of the bed and skillfully grabbed Zhao Ji's hand.

This is a habit developed during this period of time. When such a knife wound scabs over, it is usually very itchy. Zhao Ji can't help scratching, but the itching is superficial. After scratching, the wound was unavoidably torn open, and in the end the pain was excruciating.After Wei Chuyan discovered this little habit of hers, he took a close look at her. Normally, if she had any thoughts about this, Wei Chuyan would be able to find out, and then grabbed her hand and tried to divert her thoughts. attention.

Putting her fingers on Wei Chuyan's soft palm, Zhao Ji lowered her head and signaled Chuyan to look at her lower abdomen. During this period of time, she had difficulty moving, and Wei Chuyan did all the dressing changes and body cleaning for her. Let’s face it, she’s been seen a long time ago, anyway, she’s going to be with Wei Chuyan anyway, and she’s very calm now, but Wei Chuyan, on the contrary, feels a little unnatural every time.

"It doesn't itch, how can it itch again after it's healed? It's just, oh, why don't you take a look."

One hand lifted the hem of the clothes, exposing the "obscure" red mark to Wei Chuyan's sight, Zhao Ji pouted, and said sadly, "It seems ugly, doesn't it?"

She asked to see, but Wei Chuyan couldn't be as casual as her, just glanced at it hastily, and Wei Chuyan said: "It's not ugly."

Zhao Ji looked at her suspiciously: "You obviously didn't look carefully, and you are just perfunctory me here."

Girls' nature, when it comes to beauty issues, even if it is a scar on the stomach, Zhao Ji will not let it go.She pulled up the hem of her clothes again, and tapped Wei Chuyan's chin with one hand, asking her to lower her head, and she had to see clearly.

Wei Chuyan had no choice but to take another look at her accusing eyes, and then said seriously: "It's really not ugly. The color of a flower is not ugly at all."

"Well... it's actually a little bit nicer!"

In fact, if you look at it from the eyes of others, such a slightly ferocious scar, even if it is a little pink, really has nothing to do with Hua'er, but Wei Chuyan can tell nonsense with his eyes open, and what he said is still Very convincing.And because she not only said "not ugly", but even further said "good-looking", this greatly comforted Zhao Ji, and made the girl who had been a little worried smile a little.

This smile is really like a flower blooming.

The flowers bloomed so beautifully that Wei Chuyan's eyes flickered, she lowered her eyes to hide the emotion in her eyes.

"It's fine if you don't think it's ugly. Anyway, I'm only showing it to you alone. If you don't like it, I'll be sad, but you don't care, why should I care about it?"

After all, Zhao Ji really didn't bother with this question anymore, but glanced at Wei Chuyan's things by the door, and asked curiously: "What is that, a dark mass?"

Wei Chuyan glanced back subconsciously, and then said: "Isn't my father managing a few shops for me? He always hangs around outside. The day before yesterday, I ran into an old friend of his who was in the Western Regions." As a businessman, he likes to sell some rare things, this thing was given to my father by him, it seems to be an edible ointment, there is a fragrance of medicinal materials in it."

When it came to medicinal materials, Wei Chuyan saw Zhao Ji's little nose wrinkled, and he also shrank back, and the corners of his mouth could not help but curl up slightly.

Having experienced those things when she was a child, she knew that surviving was the most important thing. When she fled all the way from Jingzhou with her, Zhao Ji walked over with her feet full of blisters.Therefore, Zhao Ji is actually very able to bear pain, but she is afraid of pain, and she is afraid of pain and loves sweets.

"Drinking the bitter medicine for many days, I feel bitter in my mouth when I hear the word 'herb' now. Take that thing away, I don't want to eat it."

Wei Chuyan was only thinking in her heart, Zhao Ji had already said what she thought of, and the distaste between her brows was not concealed at all.

"Of course I won't give it to you. Not to mention that you don't like the taste of medicinal materials, even if you like it, things outside the palace are not easy for you to eat. You don't know that during the time you are recuperating in your private house, the Empress Dowager of the Fuchu The kitchen has become the domain of the imperial chef."

From the day when Zhao Ji moved into her private house outside the palace, everything in the mansion has changed drastically. From diet to defense, everything has been strictly checked. They just left, it was inconvenient for them to be exposed to others, so during this period of time, it was rare for the mansion to be quiet.

The overall situation is settled, there are not many things to do, no plots to think about, Wei Chuyan guards Zhao Ji every day, in fact, if Zhao Ji is not injured, Wei Chuyan would like such a day.

Occasionally she will go out of the house, and her parents are both in Chang'an City. Of course, she has to go back to see her parents every once in a while. At first, the two elders were not used to it, but during this time, their parents have gradually gotten used to it. After living in Chang'an, he lived a fulfilling and comfortable life, especially his father, he seemed to have met some old friends, and sometimes went out together, compared to when he was in Yunan, he was much more outgoing.

Both parents are good, she feels happy every time she looks at it.

These are all the extravagant wishes of the previous life.

In the previous life, my mother passed away very early, and my father became a monk shortly after my mother's death. Later, the Wei family rebelled, and her father should not have been involved. Rebellion is a serious crime against the Jiu Clan, but thinking about it, As long as she didn't die in the enemy camp like other Wei family members, even if someone mentioned her father afterwards, Zhao Ji would help her save him.

"You don't want to eat it, and you have to check whether it is poisonous before eating it." Because she heard that this thing came from a businessman friend of her father, Zhao Ji seemed a little distrustful.This is the vigilance created by the environment she lived in since she was a child. Whether she is in the palace or outside the palace, when she wants to eat, she has to be carefully checked by a special person.

The other princes are generally like this.

Wei Chuyan knew her, so she didn't refute it. However, she brought the food back because her father gave it to her. As for whether to eat it or not, she wasn't interested in such snack-like things.

"Your Majesty sent an order today, saying that since His Highness's injuries are no longer serious, he should return to the palace early."

Zhao Ji is not yet an adult, if she is an adult, she will actually open a mansion outside the palace and can no longer live in the palace, but since she is not yet an adult, she still lives in the palace, and this is a very important moment , she has to go to serve His Majesty from time to time.

The news came from the palace that His Majesty's health was getting worse and worse, and even the morning court was canceled for a few days, causing panic.

Speaking of business, Zhao Ji nodded earnestly: "The situation has changed. After returning to the palace this time, the time we meet should be reduced. The royal father is ill, and the concubine mother called me back. It should be that I should serve in front of the imperial court." If you are sick, I may not have time to listen to the Taifu's lectures, so you can't enter the palace often."

"It's good that His Highness understands."

"I will miss you, and you must remember to miss me."

Ever since she got drunk that day and picked out Wei Chuyan as her person, Zhao Ji seemed to have gradually become enlightened. Occasionally, she would say some love words. In front of the grown-ups, it looks a little immature, like a slightly green fruit on the branches, but greenness is greenness, and every time I hear it, it will still make Wei Chuyan feel an unspeakable sweetness in his heart.

She wanted to pick the green fruit, but was discouraged because the fruit hung too high.

"Do you miss me?"

When Wei Chuyan didn't answer, Zhao Ji followed up and asked another question.

Wei Chuyan couldn't avoid it, so he responded "reluctantly": "I will think about it." After that, she felt that Zhao Ji shouldn't be given too much hope, and hurriedly added: "It's like a subject thinking about his master. think like that."

Then she felt a pain in her knee. It turned out that Zhao Ji stretched out her foot and kicked her on the knee.

......

The day to return to the palace was coming soon, and before Zhao Ji left, Wei Chuyan asked worriedly: "When you are in front of His Majesty, don't throw stones at your brothers and sisters, he won't like to hear such remarks, I think, Your Highness may have to act magnanimously and beg His Majesty for mercy."

Zhao Ji listened to her babbling a lot, and kept nodding: "I know, I know everything about it."

Yeah, which one is really simple?

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