Hida [Daughter of the Nile] being picked up

In the days that followed, Xida fell into silence. She was always holding her head alone as if thinking about some profound questions. Izmi wanted to ask her out of her mind, but the development direction of the matter was completely different from what he expected. Xida, who was only ignoring him occasionally, now completely ignores him. Things that can be solved with one word will never be generous with one more word.As if suddenly enlightened by the sage, Xi Dachen completely quieted down and became a thinker. Even if he made gestures to kiss her, she just pushed his head away and stayed in a corner.Izumi couldn't do anything about it, and the silent Shida was harder to deal with than the one who lost his temper with him.

Noura is right, women are really hard to understand.

After several days of running around on horseback, they stepped into Hadsey's majestic gate facing the fiery afterglow.Izmi wrapped Shida in his robe and carried her straight into the deepest part of his palace.

"We're here, Shida." He put Shida on the bed, and took off the robe covering her head with his hands, showing her stiff expression, "We're going back to Pitaydo."

Xida rubbed her numb hands from being imprisoned all the way, and glanced around. It was the prince's room. She had stayed in the small room next door for quite a while.

"Shida, you finally came back to this place, you can't escape." The prince reached out and turned Shida's head to make her look at him, "I won't give you any more incense, but don't try to escape Shida. Da, I have rearranged all the staffing arrangements around me."

With a chill in her heart, Xida immediately realized Izmi's meaning. Originally, she had a clear idea of ​​the military arrangements near the palace by virtue of the time she was helping the prince, but the prince didn't seem to forget this. Even if there were ten of them, she would not be able to escape.

Satisfied, Izmi saw the panic flashing in Shida's eyes, and he raised his voice, "Nurse—"

Mura, who was outside the door, heard the summons and bowed in, "Your Highness, what do you want?" Mura still had a serious face, and was not at all surprised by Shida who suddenly changed from a man to a woman behind Izmi.

"Nurse, Cedar needs to take a bath and get some rest."

He turned around and said to Xida in a soothing tone: "Listen to the nanny."

Xida suddenly had a bad premonition, and immediately this premonition came true.

Facing the row of maids and the leader Mula, Xida felt like a country bumpkin stepped into some kind of high-end club, and she stumbled and said, "Well, I'll do it myself, you guys go out first."

Mura didn't respond to her words, "Miss Xida, this is my duty, His Highness personally entrusted you to me." The voice was stern and could not be refused, very much like Xida's former middle school teacher.

Although it took a while, Shida was finally stripped naked by Mura, and was invited into the water surrounded by a group of maids.

Hey, I don’t suffer anyway, so let them go, Xida leaned against the water, let the maids rush forward, took a small brush and dipped in the liquid that looked like the body wash of later generations, and the division of labor was clear. Each is responsible for a part of Xida's body.The hands of the maids are very strong, but the technique is exquisite and does not make people feel painful. I don’t know what kind of small brush is used to wipe the body. It is very soft. To be honest, if you ignore the psychological pressure caused by the presence of so many people around , In fact, this treatment is still very enjoyable.

After washing, Xida was lifted out of the water by the maid, and carefully dried the water on her body and hair with a fine cloth. Xida thought that this kind of tormented enjoyment would be over, but she didn't expect that there would be a backhand.

Mula brought some bottles and jars. First, it was a milky white viscous paste, which was carefully applied to every corner of Xida's body. After applying it, it was very comfortable and soon absorbed it. A few minutes Then she picked up another can of brown oil-like things, the aroma was a bit strong, and it smelled sweet and greasy at first, and after slowly dissipating, there was a bit bitter and cold aftertaste.

"What's this for?" Xida couldn't help asking anxiously, and the stretched out hands around her gently controlled her struggle.

Mura's men kept moving and were meticulous, "This is something that can make your skin more delicate and your hair more shiny."

Hearing this, Xida was secretly delighted. It seems that this is the legendary secret recipe of the palace, but the next sentence that Mura added made Xida suddenly feel a sense of tragedy, "This is His Highness's favorite spice. .”

Being smeared with this kind of oil, Xida felt extremely sticky and uncomfortable. Seeing that Mulla brought another can, she finally protested, "I don't want to put this kind of thing on again."

"You are now serving His Highness, and you are not allowed to be sloppy." Mu La looked solemn.

Xida almost vomited blood, "Who is going to serve His Highness?" Don't you know that your master is a sick tiger now?

"It is your honor to serve His Highness." Mulla narrowed her eyes slightly, "And what I have to do is to prepare everything according to His Highness's wishes, and no mistakes are allowed."

After wiping off layer after layer of messy things, Xida was thrown into the water and washed again, this time the movements were more delicate, even the nails of her hands and feet were polished again.

This should be the longest bath in her life, and she couldn't help but wonder how dirty she was to be disgusted like this, but Mula and the others' work was remarkable, and Xida felt It is washed white and fragrant from the inside to the outside, and it can be served directly on the table with some seasoning.

Following Murra, Shida stepped into Izmi's room.

Izmi also changed his clothes, it was a simple robe, and he was leaning lazily on the soft couch.

Mula led Xida to him, "Your Highness, please rest first, please take care of yourself." After she finished speaking, she exited respectfully, not forgetting to close the door intimately.

"Xilda, this dress suits you very well." Izmi stood up and looked at Xida with some surprise.

It was no longer the plain, monotonous and masculine clothes before. Mura changed her into a long gown that Pitheido ladies like to wear in the boudoir. The spread is spread out, the neckline is opened very low, revealing a touch of snow white that has never been exposed to the air before, and the light material is gracefully attached to the owner's body. Although there is no curve at all, you can still find that point if you look closely Slightly bulging and shyly hiding under the cover of the cloth.

After washing off the dust, the black hair of Xida looked more pure. Although it wasn't long enough, Mulla tidied the hair carefully and pulled it into a small bun at the back, wearing a hairband with small pearls on it. After tying it up, a few disobedient strands of broken hair were mischievously scattered.With the swing of her sleeves, his favorite fragrance gently hit him, enveloping him, making people unable to help but shake their minds.

This was exactly how he imagined it to be, except for the lack of shyness and anticipation on his face, everything was perfect.

"You are beautiful." Izumi was not stingy with her compliments.

Xida did not feel shy, and her attire can be considered conservative from the perspective of future generations. Looking at Izmi, she said forcefully, "I want to sleep next door, I want to rest."

After so many days, Xida finally took the initiative to talk to him. Izmi knew that he could not force him too much, so he agreed with a little regret: "Okay, Xida, I can't bear to refuse your request."

The author has something to say:. . .The master is in the process of drafting, the second update at 08:30. . .