Traveling through famine years, peasant girls hold space in their hands to store food

Lu Qingqing wanted to touch Chu Haochen's pulse, but he cleverly avoided it. He hugged her and said softly: "I'm fine, don't worry."

Her face darkened and she raised her eyebrows, asking if Chu Haochen was hiding something from her?

Chu Haochen's calm-faced hands were placed on her shoulders, looking directly at Lu Qingqing, his lips raised in a low voice to soothe her emotions.

"Don't worry Qing'er, I'll be fine."

"Chu Haochen gives you a chance. If you lie to me, you know the consequences."

Lu Qingqing frowned slightly, her eyes flashed and she spoke extremely seriously.

An unnatural light flashed in Chu Haochen's eyes, and he gently held her tightly in his arms, avoiding Lu Qingqing's gaze, and changed the topic:

"What kind of incense does Qing'er use? Why does it smell like milk?"

Chu Haochen felt her body stiffen in his arms, and then he heard Lu Qingqing say softly that it was already very late and he should go to rest first. He was tired from the long days of traveling and traveling.

"And you were injured before, and you just turned around." Lu Qingqing warned Chu Haochen worriedly, and it was already very late now and she didn't want to alarm the child, so she simply didn't tell him.

When Chu Haochen heard the word rest, he hugged Lu Qingqing and fell onto the bed. He stretched out his hand and destroyed the candle beside the bed.

"Chu Haochen, what are you doing? Go back to your room and sleep."

Lu Qingqing pushed him away in panic, only to hear Chu Haochen's dull voice:

"Qing'er, I'm really tired. Go to sleep. I just want to keep you company tonight, don't worry."

After hearing his words, Lu Qingqing stopped struggling. In the darkness, she listened as he slowly took off his coat, lay beside her, and pulled the quilt on her body to hold her.

"you......"

"Go to sleep Qing'er."

There was a sense of powerlessness in Chu Haochen's voice, which made Lu Qingqing mistakenly think that he was really tired, so she simply stopped talking. It was not until she heard Chu Haochen's even breathing that she closed her eyes with relief. .

After a while, Lu Qingqing was already asleep. At this time, Chu Haochen slowly opened his eyes from the darkness, looked at the little woman nestled in his arms, and the corners of his lips curled up, feeling inexplicably relieved.

At this time, Qingli, who lived in the guest house, was lying on the luxurious carved bed, but she couldn't fall asleep, thinking about the county princess and her exquisite face.

I feel extremely jealous in my heart, why am I so unlucky? I am obviously a new and new human being of modern civilization, but I have time traveled to a village girl. Even if she is not a princess, she must at least be a beauty like the county owner.

Not to mention the golden finger, she was bewitched by a stranger the same day she wore it, so she had to live in this unlucky life!

I did meet the prince, but he was still a man of great reputation!

"I don't believe it anymore. I, a modern man, can't fight against a small county lord from ancient times. Let's wait and see."

After Qingli thought about this, a smile appeared on her lips, and she slowly closed her eyes.

She was exhausted from following Chu Haochen and the others for days. This ancient carriage! It's simply life-threatening.

This time I slept until the sun was shining.

The early morning sunlight poured into the room and hit her body directly. The warmth made her moan unconsciously, raise her hands and stretch out.

Sitting up, Qingli picked up her dress and put it on. She slowly got out of bed and came to the table. She wanted to pour herself a cup of tea, but there was no drop of water in the teapot.

She frowned and shouted outside the room: "Is there anyone here? Come here."

But there was no movement outside. She walked towards the door angrily, opened the door and stood in front of it and shouted loudly: "Come here, is anyone here?"

After a while, a sweeping maid walked in from the outer courtyard and asked her, "Is there something wrong?"

"It's okay, why should I call you? Get me a pot of tea quickly, and I need to freshen up. Please bring me some water."

Qingli rolled her eyes and ordered the little maid as if it was a matter of course. The little maid nodded in agreement tremblingly, turned around and walked out of the courtyard.

Qingli turned around and returned to the room, feeling inexplicably comfortable. She liked this kind of life of calling back and forth very much, and her vanity was also satisfied.

At this time, Lu Qingqing also woke up. She stretched out in Chu Haochen's arms like a cat. When her hand touched the warm flesh wall, she subconsciously opened her eyes. .

What caught his eye was Chu Haochen's handsome face. He was leaning sideways with his head on one hand, staring at him.

"Morning! Qing'er, did you sleep well?"

There was a hint of sexiness in Chu Haochen's hoarse voice, and his eyes were full of lust. The shirt on his chest was slightly open, revealing his wheat-colored skin and tight chest muscles.

Lu Qingqing's face instantly turned crimson, "Put on your clothes."

Lu Qingqing kicked him, and Chu Haochen groaned, with an evil smile on his lips.

He reached out and grabbed her mischievous jade foot.

"You...if you don't get up yet, Biyun and the others will be here soon."

Lu Qingqing said with a look of shame and anger.

At this time, Biyun knocked on the door: "Master, have you gotten up? Do you want to bring the little master over..."

Hearing the noise outside, Lu Qingqing didn't even have time to stop her. Biyun had already spoken, and she could only shout vaguely to come back later.

Biyun outside the door tilted his head strangely, turned around and exited the yard.

Chu Haochen in the room suddenly sat up, his sword eyebrows slightly furrowed and he asked the woman next to him:

"Qing'er, can you tell me who the young master is?"

Faced with Chu Haochen's questioning tone, Lu Qingqing raised her eyebrows and her temper grew. She muttered, "My mistress is my mistress! Or..."

Before she could finish speaking, Chu Haochen suddenly pulled her into his arms, stretched out his hand to rub her lips gently, and a half-smile appeared on his face.

"If Qing'er is not good, is he really waiting for me to punish him before he says anything?"

As he said that, he turned over and pressed Lu Qingqing under him. His big palm traced along the corner of her lips to the slender neck, and a stream of hot air sprayed on her neck.

It made Lu Qingqing feel itchy, and she was afraid that he would go crazy in the morning, so she immediately surrendered and said: "Okay, okay, I just said, you get up first and put on your clothes, I'll ask Biyun to bring him in, and you can take a look." Know."

Chu Haochen raised his eyebrows, with a hint of suspicion in his eyes. After Lu Qingqing's repeated assurances, he slowly got up and got out of bed.

"Qing'er, do you want my husband to help you get dressed?" Chu Haochen, fully dressed, turned to look at her and asked before she got up.

Lu Qingqing rolled her eyes at him and muttered that she hadn't remembered it yet, so she asked him not to worry about it.

This made Chu Haochen even more confused, with a glimmer of light in his eyes.