Bind health system after exile

Yang Zhaoquan was infected by her bright smile and couldn't bear to brush her face and took a look.

What she held firmly in her arms were a few pieces of clean clothes.

"Looking at the worn one you're wearing, it's probably blown away by the wind before you get to Liangzhou. Put this one on, I found it in the cupboard."

She took out a handkerchief and wiped it on the stone table, put the clothes on it, weighed another one, compared it to Yang Zhaoquan from a distance, and muttered: "I don't know if it's suitable or not."

As expected of a palace, even the rooms that were not used much were kept clean. The cobwebs and dust in Qin Shumei's fantasy did not exist at all. There were clean bedding and several sets of men's clothes in the cabinet.

The person who was cleaning up the house probably didn't expect that the hostess would move in so quickly. She searched for a long time but couldn't find anything suitable for her.

Forget it, Qin Shumei glanced at the setting sun. Fortunately, it was summer now, so it didn't matter if she didn't wear a coat. At most, she could wear a men's jacket and still have a boyfriend style.

Yang Zhaoquan took it dumbfounded and went into the house to change his clothes.

"It seems that no one will come to deliver food tonight."

As the last trace of the dim yellow color disappeared into the horizon, Qin Shumei's stomach began to growl. God knows, she has eaten a total of two rice cakes since she first wore it, and even an Iron Man would not suffer like this.

Hungry.

Yang Zhaoquan looked at her slightly ashamed and did not answer.

If she hadn't married him, the little girl wouldn't have been so hungry. Just now, she had gutted the house and had nothing to eat. Now she could only look forward to having a breakfast tomorrow.

"Fortunately I have food reserves."

Under Yang Zhaoquan's surprised gaze, Qin Shumei generously took out the small package that grandma had given her in the morning.

She opened it with ease, took a piece and prepared to nibble on it. Perhaps sensing Yang Zhaoquan's too hot gaze, Qin Shumei's half-opened mouth closed again, holding the two pieces of cake pitifully, and stretched out her little hand to Yang Zhaoquan.

In front of Zhao Zong.

"Do you want to eat?"

That's what she said, but the words "Don't eat it" were clearly written on her face, which made Yang Zhaoquan want to laugh.

Looking at this face full of endless desire for pastries, he forgot about the situation for a moment and only thought about teasing her.

"Eat." He suppressed his smile and pinched a piece from her hand before she could regret it.

"Ah?!" Qin Shumei watched helplessly as the rice cake went into his mouth. She was so heartbroken that she was about to cry. Did she really eat it when she asked him to eat it? This person is really rude.

As if she was afraid that Yang Zhaoquan would grab the last piece, Qin Shu's eyebrows drooped, she carefully covered the rice cake, turned her back to him and munched.

Recalling the look in her heart-broken eyes just now, and looking at her bulging cheeks, Yang Zhaoquan felt that the rice cake he just ate was made of honey, and he couldn't control the corners of his lips that raised.

Qin Shumei reluctantly looked at the rice cake dregs on her fingers and licked the last bit clean, feeling a little regretful that she had eaten too quickly.

She turned around and wanted to glare at the culprit, but halfway through firing her sword, she saw the numerous scars on his body and called back.

Everyone was hurt so badly, eating a piece of cake was nothing. Qin Shumei comforted herself and silently lowered her head to reminisce about the rice cake she had just eaten.

"This is painkiller, you, you take it."

Yang Zhaoquan looked at her like a squirrel collecting food, and took out something from his arms. He couldn't hold it any longer, so he took the small medicine bottle she handed over and laughed out loud: "Why do you have everything?"

Qin Shumei thought of the big bed she had just seen in the room. Even though she was a verbal veteran, when faced with the real situation, she still couldn't help but blush from the top of her head to her neck.

"For the newlywed bride to use."

Yang Zhaoquan reacted suddenly. Seeing her face like clouds, he became a little ashamed. He held the medicine bottle and it was okay to eat it or not to eat it.

Qin Shumei rushed here when she saw the conversation, feeling that there were some things that she couldn't do without making things clear.

"The ceremony has not been completed, and we are not officially a couple yet, so let's... sleep separately."

Who wants to sleep in the same bed with someone she has just known for less than a day? If he lies next to her, I'm afraid she won't be able to close her eyes tonight.

Regarding this point, Yang Zhaoquan was unexpectedly reasonable and nodded in agreement without saying a word.

Qin Shumei secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's getting late, it's time for us to rest."

She muttered a word and rushed into the side room. Although there was no big bed in this room, there was a soft-covered couch, which was enough for her to sleep for a night.

Qin Shumei went to a university where the male-female ratio was imbalanced, and the department she was in was a famous nunnery. The last time she talked to young men was the last time.

Come on! Keep it up! Men and women are all human beings. Maybe they will become good sisters in the future! She lay down tiredly while thinking about it. This first day of time travel was so thrilling that Qin Shumei hadn't even had time to review it.

, and fell asleep and lost consciousness.

Seeing her running away faster than a rabbit, Yang Zhaoquan regarded himself as a savage beast. The naughty energy and resentment he had when eating rice cakes were gone. Before he could persuade her to sleep in the main room, she hid even with her hair.

Out of sight.

He smiled, played with the medicine bottle in his hand, and put it in his inner pocket. Just as he was about to go into the house to rest, there was a gentle tapping sound on the wall from behind the rockery.

Yang Zhaoquan's nerves suddenly tightened, and he quickly ducked behind the rockery and saw a crack opened under the wall at some point, with a corner of white lying quietly in the crack.

He took it out and took a look, a warm color appeared in his eyes, then he frowned again, reached out and soaked the note in the water, rubbed it twice, and saw that the note had soaked and dispersed, then he dug up the soil and put the paper paste in.

, compacted and covered with grass.

When everything was ready, Yang Zhaoquan turned back and looked up at the sky. The dark curtain had spread, the stars were gradually shining brightly, and the long night had just begun.

Qin Shumei had an unprecedented sleep that night. If Yang Zhaoquan hadn't knocked on her window, she would have slept another three hundred rounds.

She sat up in confusion and looked around the antique room.

Time travel, the palace, the prince, getting married, being convicted, scenes flashed before her eyes like a movie. She touched the soft underwear on her body and stared at the stain left when she took off her clothes yesterday. She had a clear vision.

Suddenly it became blurry, and a big tear fell down, right on the piece of dirt.

She really can't go back.

After a quick wash under the running water in the courtyard, Yang Zhaoquan practiced another set of boxing skills in the courtyard. Just as he was reaching the final closing position, he heard a "squeak" sound and the door to the side room opened.

"How did you wash your face?"

Qin Shumei's ignorant face was covered with wet stains, her nose and eye sockets were red. She should have been very cute, but when paired with her messy chicken coop, it turned out to be a funny outfit.

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"Well, the water in the palace is living water and can be used for washing."

Yang Zhaoquan led her around the rockery and saw her holding a handful of water in her little hands and slapping it on her face. Her expression was not forced at all, but she was quite enjoying the cool water in the summer morning.

He nodded secretly in his mind, she was not just a daughter of a harem who only knew how to enjoy herself, she had a companion who was willing to endure hardships and was good to everyone.

"The personal guards of the seventh brother's house who are responsible for escorting him don't have to worry about the guards plotting against him. They can also ensure safety on the road."

Yang Zhaoquan leaned close to Qin Shumei's ear and whispered to her the message from last night's note.

Seeing that the little girl was crying so hard, she probably realized the seriousness of the matter and was not as heartless as yesterday. Telling her this information was also to give her more peace of mind.

Qin Shumei nodded. Although she didn't know who the seventh brother was, he was probably a prince. She didn't have to worry about someone stabbing her in the back. It was indeed one less worry.

All the valuable things on her head were taken away yesterday. She broke off a branch and rolled up her waist-long hair. Unfortunately, her hair was too long, and there was a long tail hanging down, following her movements.

The body shakes.

"I don't know anything else, is that okay?" She tossed her hair and asked casually.

Yang Zhaoquan had always seen women who had jingle rings and jingle rings on their heads, and her hair was full of pearls. Now when he saw her hair falling like a waterfall, although there was no decoration at all, it added a bit of pure beauty. He was stunned for a moment.

live.

Seeing that the courtyard door that had been closed for almost a day and night slowly opened, Qin Shumei no longer cared about Yang Zhaoquan's reaction. She looked at the heavily armed soldiers outside the door without any fear in her eyes.

He turned around and smiled at Yang Zhaoquan and said, "Let's go together." He looked calm and calm.

Yang Zhaoquan also smiled back and went out side by side with her.