After the rebirth, I was picked up by the prince

Seeing that Ning Qingwei really didn't seem to be in trouble, Qi Zizhen chose to shut down his head again because of worry, and said expressionlessly: "Then I'll go to sleep in the room next to yours, goodbye."

From the first life, Ning Qingwei had the habit of preparing rooms for Qi Zizhen and Song Yaoxu at any time, and Qi Zizhen's room was next to Ning Qingwei.

Qi Zizhen, who was used to going to bed early and getting up early, really couldn't bear to stay up late like yesterday. After finally staying up until the warmer spring day, he didn't want to get sick again due to exhaustion.

Song Yaoxu rubbed his head distressedly: "Go and rest, I will call you again at meal time."

Qi Zizhen, who was expressionless and indifferent just now, softened his attitude and said, "Well, thank you, Your Highness."

The speed of face-changing is so amazing that Qin Gong couldn't help but take a second look.

Ning Qingwei was used to this, so he calmly replied "Pick up again", then hugged Ling Ning and continued to discuss with the doctor about bandaging Ling Ning.

The doctor is an ordinary doctor, and he also recognizes Ling Ning as a "holy cat", so he dares to bandage him casually.

In the end, Song Yaoxu couldn't stand it anymore, stepped forward and said: "Please give me the things, doctor, I'll try it."

The doctor is just an ordinary person, he doesn't recognize Song Yaoxu as the current emperor, he only thinks that he is some nobleman who made good friends with the former national teacher, and hurriedly thanked him: "Okay, thank you, young master."

Song Yaoxu smiled, took the medicine and bandages, asked Ning Qingwei to put Ling Ning on the bed beside him, and gently began to try to bandage Ling Ning.

Lingning usually plays well with Song Yaoxu, when he stretched out his hand, he stretched out his injured leg, meowed softly, and rubbed against his other hand.

Ning Qingwei still had a lot of trust in Song Yaoxu, seeing this, he didn't stay any longer, and called Qin Gong out to ask him some things he wanted to know.

Several people were doing their own things, and it was almost lunch time when Qi Zizhen woke up.

Song Yaoxu hadn't come to call him yet, he was probably preparing lunch.

After getting enough sleep, Qi Zizhen felt refreshed, put on his clothes and went out, and immediately saw Lingning nestled at his door.

"Meow~" Seeing Qi Zizhen coming out, Lingning meowed and went to rub against his legs.

Qi Zizhen bent down and picked it up, rubbed its fur, and asked softly, "Is the wound well bandaged, and does it still hurt?"

Ling Ning meowed, not knowing if she was responding to him, she found a comfortable position in his arms and nestled still.

There was a lot of smile in Qi Zizhen's eyes, and he checked the wound on its leg, and he was relieved when he saw that the wound was tightly bandaged.However, during the inspection, he also found something strange, and gently pinched a corner of the gauze: "Hey, who bandaged it, and even tied a bow?"

And the bow tie is pretty nice.

Ning Qingwei, who happened to be looking for a cat, walked over here, glanced at it and said, "Your Majesty bandaged it."

Hearing this, Qi Zizhen let out a soft "ah", with a little envy in his eyes: "Your Highness has never tied a bow for me."

Ning Qingwei: "...bye."

He carried Lingning back into his arms, turned and left indifferently.

Song Yaoxu, who came over with lunch, heard his words, and a smile appeared in his eyes: "If you want to, I'll tie one for your belt some day?"

Qi Zizhen thought about this scene, but quickly shook his head: "No need, no need, has His Highness ready lunch? I'll help you!"

As he spoke, he took the tray from Song Yaoxu's hand, and went into the room courteously.

Song Yaoxu shook his head helplessly, and reminded him to be careful of burning, then went back to the dining room to bring the rest.

This time, Song Yaoxu also didn't make too much or too luxurious lunch, it was just a simple four dishes and one soup, very homely feeling.

On the way to eat, Qi Zizhen noticed that Qin Gong seemed to have gone back first, so he couldn't help asking: "Little brother-in-law, did you come to Qin Gong today to ask about forbidden techniques?"

Ning Qingwei didn't hide anything, nodded and said: "I went to their tribe this time and learned something about the past, and I vaguely have some other guesses, so I want to ask him to confirm."

Song Yaoxu was preparing vegetables for Qi Zizhen, when he heard this, he asked curiously, "A past event?"

"Qin Gong said that he just told Zizhen yesterday about his aunt and uncle's past." Ning Qingwei nodded and looked at Qi Zizhen.

Only then did Qi Zizhen remember that he was too sleepy this morning, and he hadn't had time to talk about it with Song Yaoxu, so he simply repeated it to him.

Song Yaoxu frowned after hearing this: "So that woman is likely to be Qin Gong's aunt?"

Ning Qingwei stroked his bowl with one hand, and said softly: "It's not very likely, it is indeed her. The village head of their village showed me a portrait, and I also accidentally saw that woman once, even though it's been such a long time time, but I'm still pretty sure it's her."

And according to the conversation that Qi Zizhen overheard in the first life, this woman was sent by General Southwest.

In other words, Qin Gong's aunt went all the way to Southwest Town after she left the village, and was accepted by General Southwest.

So along the way, did anything else happen?

Qi Zizhen had a vague feeling that what happened in the middle might be related to something very important.

But after mentioning this, Ning Qingwei didn't seem to want to linger on this topic any longer, and soon switched to talking about other things, and his expression seemed to become a little depressed.

Ning Qingwei seemed to be hiding something from them.

Qi Zizhen looked at him, and after a while, he still looked away, without bringing back the topic just now, and quietly finished eating the vegetables that were about to pile up in front of him.

After lunch, considering that Song Yaoxu usually cleans up the table by himself, it's a little uncomfortable, this time Qi Zizhen offered to help him.

Song Yaoxu rubbed his head with a smile, and said jokingly, "Zizhen has grown up, and he knows how to help."

The tone is doting, just like coaxing a child.

Qi Zizhen took his hand away, and said with dissatisfaction: "You will give me the illusion that you are my mother."

"Mom?" Song Yaoxu was a little unfamiliar with this address, and there was confusion in his dark pupils.

Only then did Qi Zizhen realize that this is a title only used in the present world. Song Yaoxu thought about it later, shook his head and said, "It's nothing, I'll take the dirty bowl to the kitchen."

As he spoke, he packed all the dishes on the tray and walked towards the dining room. On the way out, he glanced at Ning Qingwei, and saw Ning Qingwei sitting on the previous seat with a sleepy expression. What are you thinking.

Qi Zizhen only took one look and then continued to turn around and go out, Song Yaoxu followed after a while.

He noticed Qi Zizhen's look just now, and asked aloud, "Is Zizhen worried about Ning Guoshi's state?"

Qi Zizhen nodded: "I always feel that he is hiding something, and such things make him feel very bad."

Ever since Ning Qingwei came out of the past in the first life, Qi Zizhen rarely saw him like this again, so he couldn't help but feel a little worried.

Song Yaoxu turned his head to look at his expression, and chuckled after a while: "How about making some small pastries together? Didn't Zizhen say that sweets can always make people feel better."

"That's for me." Qi Zizhen muttered in a low voice to refute, but nodded after thinking about it, "Try it."

Then he turned his head to look at Song Yaoxu again, his eyes were a little brighter: "Then I want His Highness to teach me how to do it, the kind that holds hands."

Song Yaoxu patted his head with a smile, and indulged, "Okay, it's all up to you."

Qi Zizhen was in a better mood than when he came out. When he arrived at the dining room, he waited for Song Yaoxu to prepare the ingredients for making the small cakes, and then finished the small cakes under Song Yaoxu's careful guidance sentence by sentence.

From kneading the dough to adding ingredients, kneading the shape, and steaming, I personally participated in the whole process, until the small pastries came out of the basket and served on the plate. It seemed quite a sense of accomplishment.

Just at this time, Song Yaoxu also finished the portion that he made together, and put it on a plate with Qi Zizhen's.

Qi Zizhen felt quite confident at first, but after Song Yaoxu's offer, he looked at his delicate and small peach blossom shape, and then at his own crooked shape that couldn't be discerned.

Qi Zizhen: "..."

He deeply felt the unevenness of the world.

Xu Shi felt his loss, Song Yaoxu smiled and comforted him: "Zizhen has done a good job, much better than the bowl of longevity noodles last time."

Qi Zizhen recalled the pot of batter last time, and felt somewhat disappointed.

Ugly is a bit ugly, at least he looks edible this time.

People have to learn to compare themselves only with themselves.

After Qi Zizhen figured it out, he regained his energy and brought the small cakes to Ning Qingwei's room with Song Yaoxu.

It takes a certain amount of time to make pastries, and Ning Qingwei didn't eat too much for lunch, so it won't be too burdensome to eat small pastries right now.

Ning Qingwei didn't expect that they went to the dining room for so long to make pastries, and there was confusion in his eyes: "Did you just not eat enough?"

"Of course not." Qi Zizhen directly brought the plate of pastries in front of Ning Qingwei, "Seeing that you are in a bad mood, I made it for you."

Ning Qingwei paused for a moment, glanced at the cake that Qi Zizhen put over, and couldn't hold back after a while, and asked, "Are you sure that your cake won't make people look in a bad mood?"

Qi Zizhen slammed the chopsticks on his hand with a "slap", and asked expressionlessly, "Do you want to eat?"

Seeing that something was wrong, Song Yaoxu took a step forward with a smile, and sat Qi Zizhen on the chair: "Okay, after standing for so long, let's sit down and rest for a while."

Then he looked at Ning Qingwei: "This is Zizhen's first attempt at making cakes, why don't Ning Guoshi give it a try?"

Ning Qingwei himself didn't really dislike Qi Zizhen's cakes, he picked up his chopsticks and took a slow bite, then met Qi Zizhen's gaze and commented: "Let's barely give it a pass."

Qi Zizhen stared at him with his hands on his cheeks, and after hearing the words, he asked, "Since you have passed the test, shouldn't my brother-in-law tell you why you are unhappy?"

Ning Qingwei paused the hand that was going to turn to Song Yaoxu's plate of pastry, but after a long time in mid-air, it gently fell back to the plate of pastry made by Qi Zizhen.

He picked up a piece of pastry and took a bite slowly, the overly sweet and greasy spread from the tip of his tongue, even sweet to the point of bitterness.

He didn't speak, and Qi Zizhen didn't look away, just looked at him directly.

After a long while, after Ning Qingwei ate the second piece of pastry in small bites, he finally put down his chopsticks and said suddenly, "I should have never told you that your father's surname is Qin."

Qi Zizhen froze in place suddenly.

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Thank you [Lemon Essence] for the nutrient solution mua~

Thank you [Mountains and Woods] for mine mua~