Chapter 3496： Working hands

Most of the time, both of them lived in the main hall. Unless Yundai was uncomfortable, he went back to the partial hall to sleep.

The two hadn't seen each other for many days, and Yundai had experienced life and death, so Zhao Yuanjing was naturally reluctant to leave.

But Yun Dai didn't want to ask him to stay.

Some things are inevitable when two people are together.

She would never let him see the scars all over her body.

"I'm not feeling well, I want to sleep alone." Yun Dai smiled, "Will you be wronged for a few days in the side hall?"

"I will lie down with you for a while, and I will leave when you fall asleep."

"Then you lie down, don't move your hands."

"I promise."

Yun Dai got into the quilt and asked Tsing Yi to give him another quilt, and sleep on one quilt alone.

Zhao Yuanjing couldn't laugh or cry: "Look at what you are scared of, is it that my mind is all about that kind of thing?"

"You can sleep more comfortably alone, I have a wound on my face." Yun Dai pointed her face to him.

Zhao Yuanjing raised his hand and touched it lightly, and said with a smile: "I will never touch you until your injury is healed."

Yundai relaxed.

Zhao Yuanjing did what he said, lying on her side and patted her gently until she closed her eyes and fell asleep, then lifted the quilt and got up and walked outside.

Tsing Yi was sitting under the lamp doing needlework. Seeing him come out, he hurriedly got up: "Your Majesty."

"Here, call me the prince, lest people will hear you."

"Yes, Lord."

"She's asleep, please pay attention to movement a little bit."

"Yes, the maidservant remembered."

"In addition, when you apply the medicine to her, apply it carefully. Don't ask her to apply it secretly. Try not to take a bath during this time. It is not good for the wound."

Tsing Yi was startled slightly: "Master, do you... all know?"

"She concealed it from me, can't I still guess it?" Zhao Yuanjing's voice was slightly cold, and his eyes were cold. "When the enemy was taken away, how could she only scratch her face with such a wound? ...You don't even see it."

Tsing Yi's eyes are reddish: "Look at the slave and maidservant, and my heart is breaking. She has never suffered such a crime before."

Zhao Yuanjing's eyes became more chilly.

A few days later, with the help of Song Yanzhi, the toddler really stabilized the situation in the mine.

But most of the miners only trust Song Yanzhi, and they only awe but are not convinced of the child, the princess from Dazhou.

Although the toddler is not convinced, there is no alternative.

Song Yanzhi was a native of Northern Qi, and he naturally trusted the miners of Northern Qi.

After solving this matter, the three decided to set off for the capital.

On the night before leaving, Xiao Zhuang talked to the children alone in the room.

"Princess, the villain thinks that Song Yanzhi is weird."

"Oh? Who will listen." Because my mother valued Xiao Zhuang and was rescued several times by him, the children treated him very well and trusted him.

Xiao Zhuang said: "In the past few days, I found some workers in the mine, who are very familiar with Boss Song. It is by no means the first time I have met."

"It's not surprising, he said it himself, he had done it here before."

"No," Xiao Zhuang shook his head, "Boss Song is definitely not a hard worker in the mine. Did the princess notice that his hands are clean and white, without even a bit of calluses. Look at the hands of the miners again."

He stretched out his hand: "The villain did these tasks before he met his godfather and your majesty. A few years have passed, and my hand is still the same."

His hands are very rough and calluses.

The joints are also thick.

That's because of heavy work all year round.

The child recalled Song Yanzhi’s hand, “You’re right, his hand is definitely not a working hand. Isn’t he unpredictable? But he’s doing his best to help this time.”