The Imperial Concubine Just Wants To Be a Salted Fish Every Day

Luo Qinghan recalled the kiss just now, with a little sweetness.

"What sweets did you eat just now?"

Xiao Xixi felt that her lips were hot and painful, and her head was dizzy.

She replied subconsciously, "Have some snacks."

Luo Qinghan: "Is it a snack brought to you by a lonely man?"

"Um."

Thinking of the two boxes of Suxiangtang's dim sum, Xiao Xixi's mind became slightly clearer.

She asked curiously, "Why did you suddenly think of buying food for your concubine?"

Luo Qinghan: "Don't you like it? Gushundao bought it for you. If you are good, I will buy you other delicious food later."

Xiao Xixi's eyes suddenly lit up.

"I'll be nice!"

Seeing that the wound on her lips was no longer bleeding, Luo Qinghan let go of her and wanted someone to get the ointment. He turned his head and found that apart from the two of them, no one else could be seen in the house.

When he hugged Xiao Xixi just now, Baoqin had quietly retreated with the others, leaving the space in the house for the two of them.

Luo Qinghan didn't ask anyone to come in to serve him. He personally found the medicine box and took out the ointment.

He picked Xiao Xixi up on the table and told her to sit still.

He clasped Xiao Xixi's chin with one hand, and the tip of one finger was dipped in ointment, which he carefully smeared on her lips.

It hurts a bit when the ointment touches the wound.

Xiao Xixi shrank back subconsciously.

Luo Qinghan frowned: "Don't move."

After applying the medicine, he washed his hands and carried Xiao Xixi down.

Baoqin put dinner on the table and invited the prince and Concubine Xiao to take their seats.

Today's Xiao Xixi is much better, at least she can hold the tableware and chopsticks, and she doesn't need to be fed by others.

Luo Qinghan felt regretful when she saw that she was holding the bowl and chopsticks steadily.

In fact, taking care of Xiao Xixi by hand is not bad, and even has a small sense of accomplishment.

After eating and drinking, Luo Qinghan went to take a bath.

Xiao Xixi lay on the bed and teased the little turtle.

After Luo Qinghan took a shower, he walked over in his pajamas with a touch of water vapor on his body.

He reached out and took the turtle away, put it on the ground, then lifted the quilt and lay down, taking Xiao Xixi into his arms and hugging him.

Xiao Xixi adjusted her posture consciously and leaned comfortably in his arms.

When he fell asleep, Luo Qinghan vaguely heard someone calling him.

"Xiaohan..."

He opened his eyes and saw a woman standing not far away.

The woman was wearing a white dress, her long black hair fell to her waist, and her face was hidden in the darkness, making it impossible for anyone to see it.

She reached out to Luo Qinghan.

"Xiaohan, come here."

Luo Qinghan got up and got out of bed and walked towards her.

The woman's voice became happy as she watched him approach her.

"Xiao Han, I miss you so much."

Luo Qinghan stood still in front of the woman.

He asked in a trance, "Who are you?"

Because of his words, the woman's originally excited mood suddenly became sad, and her voice was extremely sad.

"I'm your mother, don't you even remember your mother?"

Luo Qinghan murmured subconsciously, "Mother..."

Woman: "Xiaohan, let's go with mother, mother will take you out of this quagmire."

Her hand stretched out in front of Luo Qinghan again, silently urging him to put it up.

There were some vague pictures in Luo Qinghan's mind, it was the scene of the mother concubine and him together, with a warm atmosphere.

He knew that all this was false, but he couldn't help raising his right hand.

He wanted to shake her hand, wondering if her hand was as warm as he remembered?

At this moment, the hem of his clothes was suddenly pulled from behind.

"Your Highness, what are you doing?"

With the sound of this voice, the woman in white in front of him disappeared instantly, and his chaotic brain also became sober.

He turned around and saw Xiao Xixi standing behind him, looking at him curiously.

Xiao Xixi just wanted to get up to relieve himself, but as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw that the prince was in the room, he was talking to himself in the air, and he looked like he was nagging, and it was quite scary.

She called him twice, and seeing that he didn't respond, she simply got out of bed and walked to his side, pulling down the hem of his clothes.

Xiao Xixi looked at the dazed look on the prince's face and asked tentatively, "Are you sleepwalking?"

Luo Qinghan hesitated for a while before slowly opening his mouth: "Gu just had a dream."

His voice was very low, with an indescribable tiredness.

Xiao Xixi blinked: "What did you dream about?"

Luo Qinghan: "I dreamed of my mother concubine."

Xiao Xixi: "Shen Zhaoyi?"

"Um."

Xiao Xixi didn't understand that normal people dreaming of their deceased mother should be full of nostalgia and disappointment, but the prince doesn't seem to have these emotions, and he seems to be more at a loss now.

She asked cautiously, "What did Shen Zhaoyi say to you in the dream?"

Luo Qinghan: "She told her that she misses Gu very much and wants to take Gu with her."

Xiao Xixi was stunned.

She remembered that the prince stretched out his hand towards the air just now, and her heart suddenly tightened.

"Do you want to go with her?"

He even stretched out his hand, and it seemed that he really planned to go with Shen Zhaoyi.

But Shen Zhaoyi was already dead. If he went with her, wouldn't he want to die with her?

Luo Qinghan lowered his eyes, looked at his plain and clean fingers, and said lightly: "Gu doesn't want to go with her, Gu just... just wants to touch her, Gu has forgotten what she looks like, and Gu doesn't remember being held by her. What does it feel like to…”

What he said was a little out of place, but Xiao Xixi already understood what he wanted to express.

She took the initiative to hold his hand and said seriously.

"The dead can't come back to life. You were dreaming just now. Everything in the dream is fake. Don't be fooled by the illusions you have imagined. If you really miss Shen Zhaoyi, you can touch my hand. Women, you should feel about the same."

Luo Qinghan: "..."

He hooked his lips and sneered: "Do you want Gu to treat you as a mother?"

Xiao Xixi immediately persuaded, hurriedly retracted her claws, and said angrily, "I just want to comfort you, why do you have to be so serious?"

Luo Qinghan looked at her and his eyes fell on her lips.

The wound on her lips was still there, looking a bit dazzling.

Luo Qinghan whispered: "If you want to comfort Gu, you can use other methods."

Xiao Xixi: "What method?"

Luo Qinghan: "Come here and kiss an orphan."

Xiao Xixi: "..."

Why does this person keep taking advantage of it all the time?

Forget it, for the sake of the two boxes of Suxiangtang dim sum, she will reluctantly let him take advantage of it.

Xiao Xixi stood on tiptoe and wanted to kiss him, but found that due to her height, she couldn't kiss his mouth, and could only barely kiss his chin.

Luo Qinghan took the initiative to lower his head and put his lips against hers.

Xiao Xixi was very proud.

Hey, what if you're tall? In the end, he didn't want to bow to me.