Cannon Fodder Raiders: Concubine Ai is capricious

Chapter 170 Your Majesty Can Embroider?
Zhu Haitang squatted in the canopy and began to knock on her own little abacus - if she can pass the night here safely, and Xiahou Jing hasn't found her, then she can run away with the trend, and then it won't be long, Xiahou Jing finished cleaning up Xia Houhe, and then went back to develop a normal plot with Wei Xinyan, then she would no longer have to hide in XZ, and then wander the rivers and lakes far away.

Think about the bright future.

Zhu Haitang poked out half of her small head from the bow to observe the situation on the opposite shore, while Xia Houjing quietly jumped onto the boat and stood quietly at the stern to observe her.

As the night falls, the stars in the sky pull out the vast Milky Way, covering the entire sky. In the darkness, the stars emit faint light, but they are so bright that people can't help but want to look up.

Of course, at this time Zhu Haitang was not in the mood to look at the stars and the moon.

She moved her feet a little restlessly, because she had been in a squatting position all the time, her calf had already started to feel a little numb, and because she inevitably waded in some water when boarding the boat, her entire ankle was wet, which was very uncomfortable.

So she simply sat down on the floor, took off her shoes and socks, took a breath of relief, and was about to twist her body to change her posture, when she caught a glimpse of silver figures from the corner of her eyes...

Zhu Haitang: "?!"

She was startled suddenly, and she wanted to stand up almost out of conditioned reflex, but she forgot that it was in a small boat canopy, which couldn't accommodate an upright person at all. on the roof.

This is the second injury I received today. It was originally because I bumped into Xia Houjing. It was time to kill one thousand enemies and damage myself by eight hundred. Now the retribution should not come too fast.

Zhu Haitang immediately covered her forehead with her hand, looking at Xia Houjing with teary eyes in pain.

Those peach-blossom-shaped eyes, the tips of the tails were blushing with begonias, and the little face was somehow dirty, with gray marks on the east and west, and the hair was also messy, like being trapped. Abandoned the poor homeless little bunny, looking distressed and pitiful.

Seeing her small appearance, Xia Houjing somehow thought of the bump on her forehead that Zhu Haitang knocked out, and at this moment, she felt a little pain again.

Xia Houjing looked at her for a long time, and finally spoke first, "Come to my side."

After speaking, he waved to Zhu Haitang.

Zhu Haitang bowed her waist and moved towards Xia Houjing's side step by step. Because Xia Houjing was standing outside the boat canopy, there was a lot of space. After Zhu Haitang walked over, she finally stood up straight.

She was a little weak and wanted to refute herself, so before Xia Houjing could speak again, Zhu Haitang weakly defended herself: "Yes, you said it, let me hit you! Your Majesty cannot kill concubines! concubine······"

Xia Houjing put on a serious face: "I just want you not to be afraid of me, when did you say you can bump into me?"

"Yes, but you promised your concubine not to kill me..."

Unexpectedly, Xia Houjing was very easy to talk this time: "Okay, I won't kill you."

Zhu Haitang was stunned for a moment, feeling that it was not reassuring that things went well, so she carefully confirmed: "Really?"

"Are you questioning me?" Xia Houjing narrowed his eyes.

Zhu Haitang was so frightened that she quickly shook her head, "No, no, I believe it, I don't doubt it, then you..." She was a little worried, "You won't hit me?"

"Don't fight." After saying that, he immediately embraced Zhu Haitang who was walking in front of him, took out a handkerchief with one hand and wiped Zhu Haitang's dirty little face.

Zhu Haitang looked at him with some confusion, so gentle, so easy to talk, it didn't look like he came to settle accounts with her...but obviously it didn't look like Xia Houjing either! ! !

Zhu Haitang looked at him suspiciously for a while, then subconsciously reached out and snatched the handkerchief in his hand, timidly, "Chen Qie, why don't you make it yourself."

Xia Houjing let go of his hand.

Zhu Haitang's face was covered with dry ashes, and she couldn't wipe it clean. After wiping for a while, her white and tender face was already red and bloodshot. She felt a vague pain, so she stopped.

It is very rare that two people with very different identities will sit together at the stern of the boat one day, blowing the evening wind on the river and looking at the stars.

Zhu Haitang was still holding the quick handkerchief in his hand, it seemed rare that Xiahou Jing would take out this handkerchief, because other handkerchiefs Zhu Haitang had seen before were all golden silk and satin, but this one was different, it was snow-white silk and satin, and the There is also a crabapple flower embroidered in one corner. The needlework is fine, and the embroidered patterns are lifelike.

Zhu Haitang looked at it for a while, then subconsciously looked at the person beside her, as if looking for something to say: "Is this crabapple flower embroidered by Your Majesty?"

This is the only reasonable explanation that Zhu Haitang can think of. After all, Xia Houjing is notoriously unfeminine in the original work. There are only two women in his life, one Zhu Haitang and the other Wei Xinyan. Wei Xinyan was born The martial arts family grew up dancing knives and guns, so the embroidery needles should not be able to be picked up, and she Zhu Haitang...has never seen what the embroidery needles look like.

Can't tell, Xia Houjing still has this level? !

Xia Houjing looked at the little woman who was about to hang the thoughts in her heart brightly on her face, and said with a little amusement: "It's my mother and concubine."

Zhu Haitang: "..."

This involves her only blind spot. In the original book, Xia Houjing seems to have been quite shy about talking about her mother. Therefore, there are only a few words about Xia Houjing’s biological mother in the article. Now when it is mentioned suddenly, Zhu Haitang is not happy. I'll take the call.

After a moment of pause, he could only laugh and said: "Wow, your majesty's mother-in-law is so amazing. This stitching technique, this embroidery work, this is simply a work of art. A crabapple is so lifelike that it looks like the real thing. If only this could be shown in the clear sky in broad daylight. , maybe it will attract a lot of butterflies..."

Zhu Haitang shut up.

Because she could clearly see that Xia Houjing's expression was not good anymore, she lost her usual calm and calm.

She carefully observed Xia Houjing's face for a while, then carefully put the handkerchief on with both hands.

I dare not speak.

However, Xia Houjing has recovered to normal, took it calmly, and put it in his arms.

His eyes suddenly fell on Zhu Haitang's Bai Shengsheng's feet. Those feet were delicate and white, as if there was a little dust on the white porcelain jade.

Zhu Haitang sensed the emperor's gaze, and thought of the custom that women in ancient times were not allowed to show their feet outside casually, so she couldn't help but tugged at the hem of her skirt in a guilty conscience to try to cover it up.

Suddenly he heard the sound of clothes being torn, and then realized that Xia Houjing had torn the corner of his inner shirt.

Zhu Haitang: "?!"

(End of this chapter)