Chapter 604

"What a pity!"

Song Xijiao took a sip of hot tea and suddenly let out a sigh.

Ling Ziqing jokingly said, "what a pity?"

"It's a pity that Pang Hai Hai can only grow in hot and humid areas. There is no such thing here. Otherwise, if I have a pot of fat sea every day, I won't have to worry about losing my voice."

The breeze heard the speech and laughed: "fat sea? Ha ha, what a funny name it is. "

Song Xijiao gave him a look: "hum, it's rare to see many strange things. However, without fat sea, I can make watermelon frost! Now the weather is warm, I first go to the fields with those watermelon tenants to buy an acre of land, when the watermelon ripe, can do watermelon frost. It's a pity that I can't eat this month. "

Qingfeng listened confused: "what is watermelon frost?"

"It's the white frost that comes out of the watermelon and scrapes it down to make a small pill. It can cure throat disease, reduce inflammation, take two if you don't have a problem, and you can also moisten your throat."

The wind startles strange way: "watermelon still can grow white frost?"

"Then you will know!"

Song Xijiao didn't want to explain to him any more. She just took out a small bamboo paper bound book from her body and wrote down the details of watermelon frost with a pen.

This book is written on all the things she is ready to do or has not done yet. Ling Ziqing noticed a small book that was not thick or thin. It was almost full, and could not tell what it was like.

Some heartache, and some admiration.

She is like a little top, she can't stop for a moment. No matter what new ideas come out of her mind, she will try them immediately. Unlike ordinary people, she just sits at home and dreams.

Others look at her so busy, may think she must be very tired.

But after such a long time with her, he felt that if she stopped, she would feel tired.

Qiao Mu stood by the door, accompanied song Xijiao to class all afternoon. Now he saw what watermelon cream she was recording there, and her eyes flashed a complex look.

Without her royal highness, she still lives a colorful life.

Maybe for her, staying here is more happy and free than going to the palace.

But the prince can't.

Her royal highness lives in the palace. Every day, she is faced with memorials piled up like hills. She fights wits and braves with countless treacherous ministers. All she wants is to be reunited with her.

He can not disobey His Highness's will, let alone be unfaithful to his highness.

So even if he tried to find a way, he had to take song Xijiao back to the capital and into the palace.

In the evening, because Meng Xinghe stayed in the teahouse, song Xijiao did not go home.

She asked the clerk to clean up the room next to Meng Xinghe, took the bedding, and made do with sleeping in the teahouse, so as not to wake up in the middle of the night without care.

As a result, she was right.

In the middle of the night, when she was sleeping in a daze, the creaking sound of opening the door suddenly sounded in the corridor. Song Xijiao was startled. She quickly got up and got out of bed. When she came out to have a look, Meng Xinghe was holding the handrail of the stairs and walking slowly towards the stairs.

"What are you doing?"

Meng Xinghe saw song Xijiao and showed an unexpected look: "Why are you here?"

Song Xijiao had no choice but to say, "why am I here? Do you believe that if I abandon you and go home to sleep, Wei Lang will rush over and cut me down early tomorrow morning

Meng Xinghe was amused with a smile, a puff of stomach and a hiss of pain.

It's strange to say that, on the battlefield, he attacked the enemy with wounds, but could not feel the pain. When he came back to Xianming pass, he galloped all the way to find song Xijiao, forgetting his injuries. At this time, the wounds were wrapped up, but he was a little unbearable.

"All right, no more teasing. What do you do when you get up in the middle of the night?"

Mengxing River: "you say I get up in the middle of the night to do what, naturally is to find a convenience."

"Ah

Gongxi suddenly reminds her of the preparation. Let Meng Xinghe go downstairs with the wound, obviously it can't work, the wound will crack between the involvement.

He has shed a lot of blood and can't lose any more.

But if she was asked to bring a toilet bowl, she felt dirty When she saw a thing on the first floor, she immediately pinched a ring finger and ran down the stairs.

Do not fight for a while, holding a wine jar son to run up, smile to put in Meng Xinghe's arms.

"Well, make do with this first! With this lid, you can close it when it's convenient, and it won't smell. "

Meng Xinghe sneered and picked up the wine jar with one hand: "I'll go back to the room first for convenience."

Song Xijiao nodded and watched him enter the room.

Soon, the sound of a stream was heard in the room.

She turned away quickly, thinking that he had not eaten all day, and that he must be hungry after a day's sleep, so she went to the kitchen to heat up the meal that had been prepared for him.Before entering the house, she also specially knocked on the door.

Meng Xinghe leaned on the couch and jokingly said, "the whole teahouse is just two of us. What door do you knock on?"

Song Xijiao came in, carrying food to the couch, and seriously said, "who said it was just us? There are several more guys! It's just that you live here and dare not have little thieves come in, so I didn't let them watch the night

"You're a very considerate boss."

Meng Xinghe took the bowl and looked at the spoon handed over by song Xijiao. With a smile, he directly held the bowl and dried a bowl of porridge.

Song Xijiao busy way: "you drink slowly, the body is injured, drink fast, can't digest!"

"You think I'm you? A tofu like body. "

As soon as he finished, his eyes suddenly caught her wrist.

"What's wrong with your hand?"

Song Xijiao looked at the blue and purple marks above, but said: "today and Wei Lang quarreled, accidentally fell."

Then, she said what was the quarrel between herself and Wei Lang, and then came up with some stratagem. She told the story of all the spies in one net.

Just, unavoidably Meng Xinghe is angry, push her affair of Wei Lang in the past.

After hearing this, Meng Xinghe was surprised and pleased in his eyes. He could not help but grasp song Xijiao's wrist, pulled her into his arms, and said with a smile: "it's worthy of my general's love for the woman. Indeed, she has some skills!"

Song Xijiao pushed his chest, sat up, glanced at the past, and hummed: "who is your woman? I am me, you are you. Take advantage of me. "

Meng Xinghe didn't care. He just sighed: "it was song QingHan who betrayed me. I said, how could the news of Fusu people be so smart? Fortunately, I tried my best to turn things around in time."

"Meng Xinghe, have you ever thought about how to placate the family members of more than 1000 elite soldiers who died?"

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