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

"My daughter has met Princess Anhe."

Lu Qingqing looked towards the visitor and saw Li Qier standing outside the pavilion, bending down and saluting.

She raised the corners of her lips slightly and held up the hand holding the embroidered handkerchief:

"Miss Li, there is no need to be polite."

Li Qier stood up slowly, with a hint of cuteness in her every move, which was enough to catch the attention of men. It's a pity that she is not a man!

She slowly took two steps forward and walked into the pavilion. Her fair cheeks were already slightly red due to the sunlight, and she looked very delicate.

"Princess, do you mind if my daughter comes to sit in the pavilion for a while?"

Lu Qingqing raised the corners of her lips and extended her hand in a gesture of invitation. Li Qier stepped forward and sat down.

She raised her eyes to signal Ziyao to pour the tea, and a faint scent of tea overflowed.

"Princess, this tea is really fragrant."

"Then let's have a try." Ziyao put the tea cup in front of Li Qier.

She elegantly picked up the tea cup and took a sip, feeling that the heat all over her body was instantly dissipated.

Lu Qingqing glanced at her, her lowered eyelashes hiding the flash of disgust in her eyes.

She didn't know why, but Li Qier was even more displeased than Li Yingying.

"I heard from my aunt that the princess is getting married to Prince Chen soon? But isn't Prince Chen the God of War of Dayuan? Why is the princess getting married to Prince Chen in Qingyun?"

Li Qier asked like a simple and curious baby.

Lu Qingqing held the tea cup and blew lightly, and then her lips raised her eyebrows half-curly. Look, the problem is gone!

I saw her sipping the tea and asked her calmly: "Since Miss Li is curious, why didn't she ask the Queen Mother why?"

Li Qier didn't expect Lu Qingqing to answer like this, so she could only squeeze out a smile and pick up the tea cup on the table to cover up her embarrassment.

Lu Qingqing and Ziyao looked at each other, and then Ziyao helped her master to stand up.

"I still have something to do. Miss Li can slowly sip this tea."

After saying this, she left the pavilion. Li Qier looked at Lu Qingqing's walking back, and the embroidered handkerchief in her hand under the table was wrinkled.

The personal maid looked at the smile on her young lady's lips and couldn't help but shiver. Even though the sun was shining brightly outside, she still felt a chill coming up from the soles of her feet.

At this time, Ziyao and her master muttered: "This woman is annoying to look at, she looks like a white lotus."

Lu Qingqing put her hand to her lips and chuckled, joking that Ziyao also knew what a white lotus was.

Ziyao sighed helplessly, there was no way, there was always that bitch wife who was pretentious, it was hard for her not to know.

"Pfft" Lu Qingqing suddenly laughed.

The sight of the master and servant talking and laughing was particularly dazzling in Li Qier's eyes.

"Miss, let's get out of the palace."

Li Qier glanced at her, then slowly stood up, glanced at the direction Lu Qingqing left, and walked out of the pavilion.

The little maid quickly followed with her head lowered.

I was afraid that if I did something bad, I would offend Miss Dao.

Lu Qingqing and his servant walked towards Yu Heng's bedroom. At this time, Yu Heng was playing chess by himself in the room. He heard that Old Man Lu was coming and thought that he finally had someone who could play chess.

But this scoundrel said that he had to take good care of himself and was not allowed to go anywhere. He was so angry that he really blew his beard and stared at him for two days to no avail.

But when I thought that this evil disciple of mine was also truly filial to me, I felt very comfortable.

"Master, I'm back again."

As soon as Yu Heng took a sip of tea, he heard the voice of the evil disciple, and he almost choked on the sip of tea.

"Cough cough..."

When Lu Qingqing walked in, she saw her master coughing badly. She quickly picked up her skirt and took a few steps forward. She patted her master on the back and asked:

"Master, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

Yu Heng tilted his head and glanced at her, coughing slightly and said: "It's not because you, a scoundrel, can't you shout so loudly? You are a mother, and you are so unstable."

Lu Qingqing burst out laughing, sat down opposite the master, raised her eyebrows and said angrily, the master had never taught her before, and then she snorted.

Ziyao looked at the bickering master and apprentice and couldn't help but snicker.

Lu Qingqing said at this time that the black wind grass seedling in the master's space was mature, but it had not yet reached the flowering stage.

"Take good care of him. Chu Haochen's poison may be easy to use, but his poison is different from the solution I used. After you get married, you will still have to go to southern Xinjiang."

While blowing the tea in the tea cup, Yu Heng chatted with Lu Qingqing about this matter. Lu Qingqing nodded slightly and told the master that she thought so too.

She looked at the sky outside and thought that it would be difficult for the Queen Mother to let people go today, so she simply asked the master if she wanted to go and have a look in the space?

Yu Heng really meant this. He put down the tea cup in his hand, glared at her and asked, what are you waiting for?

"Ziyao, just watch here and don't let anyone come in."

Lu Qingqing glanced at the situation outside the dormitory and warned Ziyao beside her.

"Master, don't worry."

As soon as he finished speaking, Master Lu Qingqing and Yu Heng had already disappeared into the inner hall.

The first thing the master and apprentice did when they came to the space was to head towards the spiritual field.

She didn't know that in order to prepare a surprise for her today, Chu Haochen asked his subordinates to personally go to Qizhou City. In the Qianrou Lingxiu Pavilion, Rouer personally helped his master embroider a wedding dress.

This is also embroidered according to King Chen's wishes.

The carriage Li Qier was riding out of the palace was frightened by something unknown. The driver pulled the reins desperately, but just as the carriage was about to rush into the downtown area, the master and servant Li Qier in the carriage screamed in panic.

Mo Yi, who returned to the city with his master, stepped forward to control the horses at his master's signal, and only then did Li Qier's master and servant survive.

After the carriage was stabilized, Mo handed the reins to the driver beside him. Li Qi'er just opened the curtain and saw Chu Haochen and his servant about to leave.

"Wait a moment."

Li Qier didn't care that she was on the street at this time. She was helped out of the carriage by the maid and stopped Chu Haochen who was about to leave.

"My dearest daughter, I would like to thank you, Your Majesty, for your life-saving grace."

Li Qier turned sideways in front of Chu Haochen, deliberately exposing her slender and white swan neck.

The smile on his face was also just right. Due to the panicked collision in the carriage just now, a strand of hair scattered on the side of his cheek stuck to his neck and shoulders. This effect was just right for me to feel pity for him.

But she didn't know Chu Haochen's temper.

When Li Qier, who had been waiting for no response, raised her head again, she saw that Chu Haochen had passed her and walked towards the distance.

Mo Yi looked at her with a long sword in his hand and his arms folded, with a hint of ridicule on his face.

"Shouldn't this young lady be the one to thank you?"

After saying that, without waiting for her to reply, Mo Yi had already left coolly following his master's footsteps.