My Empress is My Bad Girl

After finishing the order, Xi Niang looked up and down carefully for a while, and asked: "There are many mosquitoes in the forest. Don't the father-in-law wipe the mud?"

"Is it necessary? You didn't wipe it either."

"I'm old and thick-skinned, so I don't need that." Xi Niang smiled, "Only those little girls in Lianhua who care about their cheeks will wipe them. It's really useful. I'll still wipe a little bit for you, not to mention insect bites. , At least it can hide your face so that no one else can recognize you."

"This is true."

Qian'er followed the kindness, and immediately squatted down obediently, letting Xi Niang smear herself with mud.

She thought that the black and green mud would be very uncomfortable when applied to her face, but she didn't expect it to be cold, without the slightest burden, and could even smell a faint fragrance.

She couldn't help reaching out and touching it.

Seeing this, Xi Niang smiled and said, "Like it? This is a recipe that has been circulated for hundreds of years by the Uzbei. Only the high priest has it."

"It's very good indeed. I didn't expect your Uzbek people to have such good medical skills."

"All the prescriptions are available only to the high priest."

"Including the prescription that saved me?"

"Yes."

"It would be great if I could get the prescription," Qianer said. "There are many sick people out there and they all need this."

Xi Niang shook her head: "If you can't get it, the Uzbek's prescription must not be passed on. This is the rule. If anyone dares to break the rule, he must accept the harshest punishment. In fact, the high priest cannot take the prescription. Come out. He will only pass it on to the next high priest. Okay, let's go, there are not many people now."

Xi Niang said and observed it for a while.

Qian'er found that although she was dull and silent, she was actually very smart and steady, and even carried her own basket to Qian'er.

On the way out of the stockade, you will inevitably encounter people from your clan. People who are familiar will stop to say hello and look at Qian'er more.

They were all covered by Xi Niang, saying that it was a lotus flower, because her voice was uncomfortable, so she couldn't speak.

Not long after we left, another group of people came in front of us.

Approximately seven or eight, he followed a man in a black robe, with a hat on his head, covering half of his face.

They ignored Xiniang and Qian'er, and a group of people walked hurriedly, passing by them.

Xi Niang stood on the side of the road properly, and even bowed her head in a salute.

When I passed by, a gust of wind blew the towel on the black robe man's hat.

Qian'er's eyes swept past the corners of her eyes, and she couldn't help being shocked, standing still.

Her gaze followed the back of the black robe man without blinking.

It seems to have been used to fix the body.

Xi Niang whispered: "Princess, let's go quickly."

"Who was that person just now?" Qian'er kept her posture unchanged, asking every word.

Xi Niang looked back, "That's Long Bo, right."

"Long Bo?" Qian'er was taken aback, "Is he Long Bo?"

"It should be." Xi Niang nodded, "Although I have only seen him when he was a child, the clothes he wears can only be worn by the next high priest. Apart from Long Bo, there won't be so many people who will follow him to protect him. ."

Qianer was already startled.

Why is that face exactly like Xiao Zhuang?

Is it her hallucinations?

She was so worried about missing Xiao Zhuang that she saw the face of a strange man as Xiao Zhuang's face?

No, it's impossible.

Qian'er knows that his mind is very clear.

Absolutely no hallucinations.