Hida [Daughter of the Nile] being picked up

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I added the remaining half to this chapter. I always feel that it is not very comfortable to separate it. If you have read it, you can just skip to the middle.

In addition, thank you ~ Ning Le ~ children's shoes for throwing mines O(∩_∩)O

Shita is a small town on the only way to the capital of Assyria. There are only a few hundred families, but because of the dense businessmen, this small town is still prosperous.

Seeing the appearance of houses outlined by dots of candlelight in the distance, Xida asked excitedly, "Your Highness, there are many houses in front of you. Is this the town you mentioned called Shita?"

Izmi nodded, "There is only one town, Shita, on this road. As long as you don't go in the wrong direction, you won't go wrong. There should be a messenger for merchants there, so go there."

They have been trekking on the road for an unknown amount of time, and now it is completely dark. If it weren’t for the clear weather and bright moonlight today, they would have been unable to reach Shita. After all, Izmi can’t see now and can only let Xida support him. Move forward a little bit.

Although it was harder because he had to support Prince Izmi, Xida did not dare to complain at all, because Prince Izmi was so easy to use when he was away. He almost carved the map of Assyria on the map. In his mind, where there is a mountain, where there is a bridge, where the river will turn, he knows everything in his chest, as if it is his own backyard. Although Xida is supporting him, in fact it is Izmi who controls the whole journey, Xida Da has been completely confused by the fork in the road.

"But Your Highness, how did you get the topography of Assyria so clear?" Xida couldn't help asking.

"Because I traveled to various countries when I was studying with my teacher, Master Rabalu, I have been to this place many times." Izmi said, "I like to go to different countries to observe the people and life there. The above-mentioned terrain is very good, the soil is considered fertile, and what’s more rare is that there is a coast.”

"The king of Assyria would certainly not be willing to hear your praise." Xida whispered, "But you are the heir of Bitedo, how can you travel outside?"

Izmi said flatly, "It's an old thing, the teacher saved me." He seemed unwilling to talk about it.

She seemed to have mentioned something that shouldn't be mentioned, and Xida felt the gloomy aura of Izmi next to her and quickly shut her mouth without saying a word, but she couldn't help thinking about what kind of palace drama ?Could it be that his father and wife gave birth to a son, and Concubine Chong wanted to kill him?

The lights were getting brighter and brighter, and they had already reached the outskirts of the town. Xida stopped and looked at Izmi beside her. Well, although the clothes were a little dirty, they couldn't hide the inherent luxury. The cloth strips wrapped around the upper wound added a different kind of vulnerability to that handsome face.

"Your Highness, squat down first." Xida ordered.

"Why?" Izumi was a little displeased.

"It's time to dress you up, who made you look so handsome and noble, what if people in the town find out?" Xida teased with a slight smile, "Or by some fierce and strong man It’s not easy if Han is snatched away, I can’t beat him.”

Izmi only hated that this guy was so arrogant because he couldn't see his eyes now, "Shida!"

Xida laughed silently, first tore off a large piece of cloth from Izmi's cumbersome robe, and put it on Izmi's head as a scarf to cover the conspicuous hair. He picked up a smear of loess from the ground and slapped it on Izmi's face and hands.

Xida clapped her hands and said triumphantly: "It's done, Your Highness, even if the queen comes now, she may not be able to recognize you." It would be hell to recognize this ragged and disheveled man as her son .

"Let's find a hostel to settle in now, and then find a doctor to see how your injury is?" Xida asked.

Izmi said dryly, "Then what are you doing standing there? Go in quickly."

"But I don't have any money." Xida looked at Izmi expectantly, "Your Highness, you have money, right?"

There was silence in response to her, and after a long time, Izmi said, "Take my dagger and sell it."

It's really sad. When Xida came to the small restaurant where the merchants gathered with a dagger in his hand, his heart was filled with the desolation and anger of the hero's end, but he had been reduced to selling weapons. He was still a prince after all.

"Would you like to take a look at my dagger? It's a good thing. You won't lose money if you buy it back." This was Xida chatting up a businessman, with a very unassuming voice.She really didn't have the confidence to sell this thing. She asked about 20 people one by one before, but none of them were willing to answer her.

"Hey, this thing in your hand is not bad." The man had drunk too much, his face was flushed with the smell of alcohol, "How much?"

Xida asked back, "How much are you willing to give?"

"Ten silver coins, no more." The man hiccupped, wagging his fingers, "This price is very fair, and my reputation is the best."

"Okay, ten silver coins, but give it to me immediately." Xida gritted her teeth and handed over the dagger.

Maybe God's will tricks people, Xida didn't know that the person who traded with him that night was not an ordinary businessman, but wandering around the country to listen to information for King Ar'an, and selling some things as a cover. When he woke up the next day, he was annoyed that he was cheated of money when he was drunk, but after carefully examining the dagger, he immediately knew that his chance to make a fortune had come.

The series of incidents caused by this are something to be said later, besides, Xida took the money and hurried back outside the town to pick up Prince Izmi, who was settled by her in a dark corner, sitting under a tree.

"Is it Xida? Why did you come here?" Hearing the footsteps, Izumi immediately turned his head.

"I kept you waiting." Xida panted and helped Izmi up, "I just sold the dagger for ten silver coins, isn't it too cheap?"

"No, it's good to sell it." Hearing Shida's panting, Izmi decided not to tell her the value of the dagger.

There was only one hotel in town, run by a short man with a goatee.

"Boss, we want two rooms." Xida said while supporting Izmi.

"No problem, half a silver coin a night, and the water is taken in the backyard." The boss squeezed his beard.

"No, it's better to have one." Xida weighed the ten silver coins in his pocket and said tangledly.

The condition of this kind of small hostel is very simple, a mud room, a bed, a few clay pots and a towel, nothing else.

Xida helped Izmi to the bed and sat down, "Your Highness, you rest first, I will go to the doctor and deliver the letter at dawn tomorrow."

"Go fetch water, I want to wipe myself." Izmi ordered, and he sat there as if he was still in his own palace.

Even in such a situation, the prince's aura is still very strong. Xida has no choice but to take the pitcher and go out to fetch water.

The water was clean but a bit cold, Xida put the jug beside the bed, "Your Highness, the water is here."

"Yes." Izmi nodded, then took off her turban, turned her back and stretched out her hands.

I have never eaten pork and I have seen pigs running. Xida still knows what this action means, "Your Highness, Your Highness, are you asking me to undress you?" Xida's tongue is a little knotted, this kind of thing has never happened before. Izmi made it himself.

"Do you want me to do it myself? Don't forget that you are still mine." Izmi was a little displeased, "Hurry up."

It is true to say so, but.......It really feels awkward, Xida walked forward slowly.

In a small shop in the wilderness, with swaying lights and shadows, a tall man sat on the bed with a knife across his horse, and a woman bowed her head and undressed her bare hands. The next thing should be a sentence "Mr., it's late at night" and then a shy smile?Stop it, I'm a man now, and it's not (Heavenly) Dynasty or Bitedo here, Shida moved his eyes away from Izumi's body, and tried to cast his eyes on the wick behind him.Xida settled down, stretched out her hand and carefully lifted the tie on the prince's robe, and even held her breath, for fear of blowing the silent shadow in the room.

"Are you nervous?" Izmi's voice suddenly reached his ears, and Xida almost threw away the knot he was untying with a shiver, "No, the knot is too tight."

The laces were opened, and the placket hung slightly, and the leaked skin was dyed a yellowish ivory color by the faint light, and the lines hidden under the clothes could be vaguely peeped downward.

After staring at the two skirts for a while, Xida finally stretched out one of her hands and pinched the edge. Although she was careful not to place too much or too little, she still felt the rising warmth. The hot breath was gently lifted, and there was no cover to hide from what had been tightly packed in the usual days, and it was exposed inch by inch in the light.The inexplicable Xida's face was a little burning, and she realized that this kind of beauty that still holds the pipa half-hidden can also be used on men. In the past, the abs of those male stars on TV were seen a lot, but none of them ever made Xida Da once had this kind of mind-swaying feeling. Once the beauty is presented brightly and unreservedly, there is no interest at all. It is this kind of blank space that makes people yearn for it.

As if treating an exquisite work of art, Xida carefully took off the sleeves from Izmi's shoulders. Izmi's hands are very long, and Xida needs to lean slightly towards Izmi. The two shadows entwined on the ground, Xida suddenly heard his own blood flowing upwards—it was as if he was leaning on his arms.

I must be so weak in willpower because of my shallow knowledge, Hilda thought dazedly.

It didn't take long, but after taking off all the prince's clothes, Xida felt as if she had just come off the training ground.The prince was stripped clean, except for a pair of trousers, the smooth body was carved with tough lines, and the slightly raised muscles under the skin all told people that this body belonged to a young man full of vitality, He is brave and restrained, not like some warriors with hardened muscles and tendons, which makes people feel intimidated.The long silver hair is scattered behind a little messy, adding a bit of wildness to this beautiful scene.

Although the prince looks like an elegant scholar on weekdays, in fact he has a good figure, without a trace of fat, and his smooth lines can not be achieved overnight. Xida can even clearly count the number of muscles on his chest. And those two points... Xida suddenly looked away.

She took the towel and put it into the pitcher, and rubbed it vigorously. The water waves made a swishing sound as it slapped the inner wall, breaking the silence of the room.

After wringing out the water, Xida watched the nose, the nose, and the heart, folded the towel and stood behind Izmi and began to wipe, meticulously from the middle to the sides and then from the top to the bottom, as if pinching the rhythm.Finally, after finishing wiping the back, Xida paused slightly, and walked to the front calmly.This is a large chicken, Cedar kept saying to himself.

Izmi regretted it now, even if he couldn't see it, he shouldn't have asked Xida to wipe his body.He couldn't see Xida's expression, but it seemed that even breathing in the room became awkward, and the only voice he could rely on now was gone, like a weak and powerless sick man, being manipulated and peeped by people with malicious intentions, At the mercy of others.It was all because Xida's technique was too rusty, he complained a little angrily.

Xida's movements were very light, and she was very careful not to hurt her master like some thick-handed servants. Her movements were indistinct, and her clothes gently slipped off her body like a breeze blowing down bird feathers.Even when I was a child, my nanny never treated me like this.

The pair of light wiping hands moved to the front, and the stroke was still the same, neither deep nor shallow, but it felt very distinct, as if it was scratching gently on the heart through his skin.

"Xila, are you a woman? Use force!" Xida was startled by Izumi's sudden voice, he seemed very irritable.

"Your Highness?" Xida couldn't react.

"I mean use force, haven't you seen someone wipe their body, how do you clean it like this?" Izmi was very impatient, his voice seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, "force, use your strength to control the enemy. "

Xida looked at her hands, then rubbed Izmi's chest hard, "Is that so?" Would it really not hurt?Xida was a little apprehensive, a conspicuous red mark had already appeared there.

"That's it." Izumi nodded with satisfaction.

It turned out that it was like rubbing clothes in school, and Xida immediately found the trick.

After everything was over, Izmi suddenly said to Xida, "You should also wipe off and sleep on the bed instead of sleeping on the floor."

"No, no need, how can I sleep with you, Your Highness." Xida immediately refused, joking, although she coveted that bed very much, she would not be so dazzled by the beauty that she forgot that she was a girl.

"Do you know how cold the ground here is at night? Do you think your body can withstand it?" Izmi snorted, "I can forgive your offense this time, but just clean yourself up."

It’s so hard to beat, Xida waved her fist at Izmi, but she knew what Izmi said was very reasonable, and she just recovered from her illness, how could she forget how cold it is at night in Assyria.

However, she picked up the towel in embarrassment and looked at Izmi. There is only this one here, and he used it, isn't it——

Although her chest is flatter and her force value is higher, but she used to be a shy and cute girl. Xida felt that her heart was a little numb.

Even if Izmi couldn't see him, he was still a living person standing in the room. Xida felt unspeakably embarrassed. She turned her back and was about to take off her clothes, but she was still a little worried. shaken.

It was really invisible, Xida breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly washed the towel to wipe off the dust on his body.

After blowing out the lamp, he curled himself up into a stick and lay on his side on the edge of the bed.