After the rebirth, I was picked up by the prince

Before Qi Zizhen could react, Ning Qingwei quickly turned around and continued to walk up.

Qi Zizhen hugged the cat in his arms, pursed his lips for a moment and still raised his heels.From then on until they reached the top floor, there was no other communication between the two.

Qi Zizhen didn't know what the national teacher meant by saying this suddenly, and he didn't know if he had noticed something, but he felt intuitively that the national teacher had no malicious intentions.

Not at all.

He unconsciously stretched out his hand to caress Lingning, hiding the thoughts that surged up in his eyes.

The National Teacher Tower has six floors, each floor is the same size, but the layout is different.

Qi Zizhen had other things in mind, so he didn't care about the layout of each floor until he reached the top floor.

The top floor of the National Teacher Tower is divided into two parts. When you walk to the top floor, the first thing you see should be the bedroom where Ning Qingwei usually rests.

The bed in the bedroom is different from the wooden bed in the ordinary room. It seems to be a small platform specially built on the ground, covered with the same snow-white sheets and quilts. If you don't look carefully, you may not even find where the bed is.

In addition, there is also a small bookshelf and a low table in the bedroom, on which there is a set of elegant tea sets.There is also a window beside the bed, there is about one step between the bed and the window, and there is a potted green plant at the head of the bed.

The bedroom is generally small, but the layout is warm and cozy, which is very suitable for living alone.

At the same time, Song Yaoxu, who came to the top floor first, pushed the door and came back from the small open-air platform outside, with an extra piece of dried fish in his hand.

"Meow!" Lingning smelled the smell of dried fish, jumped out of Qi Zizhen's arms without saying a word, and rubbed against Song Yaoxu's feet to grab him.

Song Yaoxu smiled and carried Lingning to the small table, and put the dried fish in front of it.

Lingning let out a "meow", and concentrated on nibbling on the small dried fish. The movements were slow and elegant, which was very pleasing to the eye.

Seeing Lingning eating happily, Qi Zizhen also felt a little hungry unconsciously.

At this moment, Ning Qingwei glanced at him and said, "I'll make breakfast, you can do whatever you want."

After speaking, he went directly downstairs.

Qi Zizhen watched him go down, and remembered that he was also the one who made the bowl of Yangchun noodles.

Ling Chao also paid attention to the fact that a gentleman cooks far away from the kitchen. It is really a rare thing for a dignified national teacher to cook in person.

Maybe because he noticed his gaze, Song Yaoxu chuckled and explained to him again: "There is no one else in the tower of the National Teacher except the National Teacher, and the National Teacher doesn't like others to take care of him, so he prefers to cook by himself. "

Hearing the explanation, Qi Zizhen withdrew his gaze and sat down at the table, watching Lingning eat the dried fish.

The small fish that Song Yaoxu brought in was not very big, even if Lingning ate slowly, it disappeared soon.It licked its paws, the pink pads looked soft and very cute.

Qi Zizhen doesn't hate small animals, and has a special love for cats.

"Want to try feeding it?" Song Yaoxu on the other end suddenly asked softly.

Qi Zizhen looked up at him.

Song Yaoxu bent his eyes and smiled, walked to him and sat down, took out another piece of dried meat from somewhere and handed it to him, and said in a gentle voice: "Remember to be careful not to let Lingning touch your wound."

"Meow~"

Qi Zizhen hadn't reacted yet, Ling Ning, who smelled it, couldn't hold back, and meowed softly and approached him.

Lingning is still young, and her voice is thin and soft, like syrup about to melt, sticky.

Qi Zizhen's heart softened imperceptibly, he pinched a corner of the jerky with his uninjured index finger and thumb, and fed it to Lingning's mouth.

Song Yaoxu deliberately broke the jerky into small pieces, which was enough for Lingning to eat in one bite.

Lingning carefully avoided Qi Zizhen's fingertips, bit the jerky with a whimper, and ate to her heart's content.After eating, she lightly licked his fingertips and rubbed against his palm.

"Meow~"

The smooth fur rubs against the palm of the hand, carrying the warmth of Lingning's body, soft and comfortable.

Qi Zizhen gently rubbed it a few times according to Lingning's thoughts, and temporarily indulged himself in having fun with Lingning until Ning Qingwei came back with two breakfasts.

This time Ning Qingwei boiled vegetable and meat porridge. It is estimated that he started cooking it before he went to the palace. It was thick and delicious, sweet and delicious.

Song Yaoxu was not stingy with his praise, and after swallowing a mouthful, he sighed sincerely: "The national teacher's cooking skills are still so superb."

Ning Qingwei just nodded, and replied indifferently: "Your Highness may like it."

Then he got up and took a small jar from the side of the bookshelf.

With the cat in his arms, Qi Zizhen recovered a little emotionally, and unconsciously looked at the small jar that Ning Qingwei was holding.

Noticing his gaze, Ning Qingwei asked casually, "Do you want a drink?"

Before he could speak, Song Yaoxu interrupted with a smile: "Zizhen is only seventeen, still young, it's better not to drink."

Hearing this, Qi Zizhen realized that the small jar was actually filled with wine.He was not very interested in drinking, so he turned his eyes away and focused on drinking porridge.

Song Yaoxu was still chatting with Ning Qingwei, sighed softly, and said with half regret: "It's a pity that I don't drink too much, so I can't have a drink with the teacher."

Ning Qingwei looked up at him, and said coldly: "Your Highness doesn't recognize people after drinking, so you should be the one who doesn't want to drink."

"Don't worry, I know this matter well." Song Yaoxu smiled slightly.

Ning Qingwei didn't say much anymore, and lifted the lid to think for himself.

Qi Zizhen listened to their conversation without making a sound, but looked up at Ning Qingwei, and suddenly realized that he and Song Yaoxu were the only ones having breakfast in the small bedroom.

Perhaps the national teacher has already eaten.

He looked at the small jar in Ning Qingwei's hand, unconsciously staring blankly for a while.

At this moment, Ning Qingwei shook the wine jar in his hand, looked at him calmly and said, "I don't need breakfast."

Only then did Qi Zizhen come back to his senses, and he silently lowered his eyes without responding.

On the other hand, Song Yaoxu seemed to be used to it, and concentrated on eating his own food slowly. After eating, he sat on the side and waited for Qi Zizhen to finish his food. Then he packed up their bowls and took them downstairs.

Song Yaoxu seems to be very proficient in doing these things, without the slightest pretensions of a prince.

After he went downstairs temporarily, only Qi Zizhen and Ning Qingwei were left in the room, and the words in the corridor just now resurfaced in Qi Zizhen's mind.

【"You are not Qi Zizhen."】

【"But it's also Qi Zizhen."】

This national teacher... what does it mean?

He can also understand the first half of the sentence as being exposed because of the clothes, so how should he explain the second half of the sentence?

Did the national teacher suddenly say this to remind him of something?

Qi Zizhen stroked Lingning's hair one after another, lowering his eyelashes so he couldn't see his thoughts clearly.

At the same time, he didn't notice that across from him, Ning Qingwei had a panoramic view of all his little expressions, and finally calmly took a sip of the wine in the altar.