The system pits me and destroys the heroine

Even if Si Qinglian is willing to patiently coax the child to take care of the child, it doesn't mean that she is willing to change the child's diaper. The pride of being a princess doesn't allow it.

Xia Ningle carefully changed the baby's diaper by herself, and gently wiped the baby's ass/butt with a wet towel, while Si Qinglian stood aside, seeing her tenderness and meticulousness in her eyes. The baby changed the diaper After falling asleep again, she put the baby on the bed and surrounded the edge of the bed with a quilt.

She is alone and takes good care of the baby. Sometimes Si Qinglian can't figure it out. Xia Ningle has never taken care of a child in Yuefang. How can she take care of the newborn child so skillfully at this moment? Last time, she just tried to ask Si Qinglian received Xia Ningle's indifferent answer, so she naturally wouldn't ask for boredom.

After Xia Ningle was done, she sat back at the table and continued to drink porridge. She naturally noticed the doubt in Si Qinglian's eyes, but she couldn't explain anything. All of this came from her from another world. .

Si Qinglian didn't speak, just sat aside and watched her drink porridge, staring at her red lips, Xia Ningle was a little embarrassed by the look, so she drank the not very hot porridge in one gulp, and said, "What is your Highness going to do next? ?”

Si Qinglian didn't have any reservations. After unfolding the map of the fishing port, she told her thoughts one by one. The original plan was to build large partitions first, seal the intersections and clean up the corpses on the road. Closing the road is very difficult. , because the corpse puppet is easy to be damaged once it hits, and it needs people to reinforce it. As for this task, He Shikun may not be able to do it alone, and he will definitely not agree.

"Your Highness has already made He Shikun a bait once. He will definitely not want to be the first to clean up the road. Then he will let me come. If he has me in his heart, he will definitely not let it go." Xia Ningle sometimes felt that It's kind of despicable, using He Shikun's liking to trick him, but this is the most direct and effective way.

Xia Ningle is very smart and sensible. Si Qinglian only needs to mention a word, and she knows what to do. Such a person is often the easiest to win people's hearts, because she knows what Si Qinglian needs, but Si Qinglian keeps a cold face , keep silent.

Seeing this, Xia Ning was wondering if she said something wrong, but after much deliberation, she couldn't figure out why, so she asked: "Your Highness, do you think something is wrong?"

"No, it's pretty good." Si Qinglian's tone sounded a bit dull, "But to make sure nothing goes wrong, Ms. Xia might as well think about what to do next."

It sounds like Si Qinglian is not very satisfied with the proposal just now. Xia Ningle looked at the blueprint, thinking quickly in his mind, and suddenly said: "He Shikun is a cautious person. It is not easy to reduce these hundreds of people. Your Highness wants him to return to the imperial city. There is actually an easier way to fight the queen."

"Oh, what can I do?"

"There is only one merchant ship at the pier, which can't hold hundreds of people. When His Highness is preparing the partitions, he also asked Song Yuhang to prepare the raft in private..."

Xia Ningle was afraid that the wall had ears, so she whispered in Si Qinglian's ear. Si Qinglian's drooping eyelashes vibrated slightly, and the warm breath seemed to pass from her ears to her heart. When Xia Ningleyuan finished speaking, she left. Si Qinglian's heart suddenly became empty, longing for the indescribable feeling just now.

"What do you think, Your Highness?"

Xia Ning was happy to see that she was silent, and thought she was weighing the practicability of what she just said, so she waited patiently for a while but did not see her reply, so she called out again: "Your Highness?"

"En, it's pretty good." Si Qinglian stood up, using the height difference to cover up the restlessness in her heart.

Xia Ningle didn't take Si Qinglian's weird behavior to heart either. She got up and took a look at the baby. She was sleeping peacefully. She probably would wake up in a while. She said, "Your Highness, let's get her a baby." Name it!"

"A name?" Si Qinglian came behind her.

"Well, Your Highness, come and name her." Xia Ningle nodded.

This is the first time that Si Qinglian has given someone a name. It is a big deal to choose a name. Ordinary people will find a fortune teller to get it if they have some money. Even Si Qinglian's name was given by the head of the nunnery.

Describe her as "Zhuo Qinglian but not demon".

When Si Qinglian was born, her small face was more outstanding than other brothers and sisters, so the head of the temple gave her the word Qinglian. When she grew up, her personality was the opposite of her appearance. She was not very talkative and didn't like Comparing beauty with women, unique.

"She was born in the torrential rain. Give her a baby name first, and call her Yu'er, and give her another name when she grows up!"

"Well, then it's called Yu'er."

Xia Ningle was very happy. Being able to name this child together with Si Qinglian seemed to have accomplished a major event in life. Anyway, it was very meaningful.

"Your Highness." Geng Zhi suddenly stood at the door.

"What's the matter?"

"Something keeps knocking on the door of the west room not far away. My subordinates suspected it was a corpse puppet. I wanted to go in and have a look, but Mr. Song kept blocking me."

Xia Ningle and Si Qinglian looked at each other and rushed over. Song Yuhang blocked the door with his servants and maidservants. Several guards and soldiers drew their knives. He Shikun had a cold face and had the urge to do something.

"Song Yuhang, what's the matter with you?" Xia Ning said happily.

When Song Yuhang saw Xia Ningle, he couldn't help crying and said: "Let me tell you the truth, the person inside is my 60-year-old mother, who died a few days ago, she is now the same as the monsters outside, Bite anyone you see."

He Shikun: "If so, it's time to deal with it."

Song Yuhang's face turned pale and he cried louder.

Si Qinglian said, "No, we know too little about corpse puppets, so we might as well leave it to Miss Xia to see if we can find a way to deal with them."

"No, it's too dangerous. How can Lele be allowed to do such a dangerous thing? I think it's better to kill him and throw him out." After He Shikun finished speaking, he grabbed Song Yuhang's collar, and he might drag him away. Stance.

"No, I can't, my mother worked so hard to bring me up, how can I make my mother's bones disappear now." Song Yuhang struggled and shouted, "Your Highness, help me!"

The ancients paid attention to returning fallen leaves to their roots, and the richer and more important they were, the more attention was paid to feng shui for burial and tomb selection, so as not to spoil the luck of future generations. This is not only filial piety, but also to let the living have sustenance and the dead have support. Even if the poor can't choose a good place, they don't want to be quartered by five horses after death.

For Xia Ningle, dissecting the corpse is to save more people, but for Song Yuhang, it is indifference and chilling. Anyway, there are many corpses out there, so she doesn't have to be obsessed with this, she said: "Let's forget it, It’s better to seal the doors and windows and give the old man a face.”

Hearing this, Song Yuhang was so moved that his nose ran down. He Shikun found it disgusting, so he let him go, and ordered: "Seal the doors and windows."

"Yes."

Now Xia Ningle is Guanyin Bodhisattva in Song Yuhang's heart, saving him from water and fire, so he keeps smiling at her, looking for a chance to repay her, even if it is a promise with his body.

Xia Ningle glanced at it, Song Yuhang still had a snotty smile on his face, just like a mentally handicapped person, she leaned towards Si Qinglian with a bit of disgust, so that Song Yuhang would not dare to get too close.

Song's mother kept knocking on the door angrily, and the soldiers quickly sealed it with wooden boards. Xia Ning said with a little doubt, "When we first entered the Song Mansion, Song's mother was always very quiet. Why is she so crazy today?"

Geng Zhi said: "Actually, we started to slam the door like crazy since midnight last night. At that time, we were all hungry and focused on how to get food, so the subordinate didn't report this matter to His Highness at first."

"Last night in the middle of the night, that wasn't me..." That was when Xia Ningle came to her aunt, she was embarrassed to say it, and glanced at Si Qinglian quietly.

Si Qinglian blinked and smiled.

Seeing this, Xia Ningle knew that Si Qinglian understood it, but Song Yuhang who was on the side suddenly said, "It was midnight last night when Lele had her menstruation, no wonder my mother was so irritable."

Grass!

Xia Ningle wanted to speak violently, so she held back her displeasure and asked, "How did you know that I had my period last night?"

"Didn't you tell me about the cold moon?"

Xia Ningle couldn't get angry anymore, her feelings were still a matter of her own inattention, her eyes fell on Si Qinglian again, and seeing Si Qinglian's face changing as fast as turning the pages of a book, she immediately turned cold.

He Shikun dragged Song Yuhang away. Judging by his appearance, he should give him a good lesson, so that this mouth would not be blocked.

"Miss Xia." Si Qinglian called out.

Xia Ningle's heart skipped a beat, and he asked, "What's the matter, Your Highness?"

"I'd like to ask Miss Xia to be more careful in the future." Si Qinglian took the sandbag from Xia'er and tied it to Xia Ningle, "Also, you should exercise your body well to avoid being smelled by the puppet The smell of blood makes it impossible to escape."

"Cough, um."

After He Shikun taught Song Yuhang a lesson, he saw Si Qinglian tying something to Xia Ningle's wrist when he came back. He was a little annoyed and said, "Lele is not in good health, why does Your Highness make things difficult for her?"

"Is there?" Si Qinglian firmly tied Xia Ningle's sandbag firmly, and said indifferently, "Even if there is... so what should you do?"

"you……"

"He Shikun, I'm fine, I'm just tying a sandbag." Xia Ningle felt quite a headache. He wanted to trick He Shikun without making him jump over the wall, but Si Qingli kept probing his bottom line.

When He Shikun saw Xia Ningle's weak appearance, his heart was about to die of pain, he clenched his fists and said, "Okay then, if you feel unwell, you must tell me."

"it is good!"

After He Shikun left, Si Qinglian sneered, his broad shoulders couldn't even lift water in her eyes, she said: "That's all."

"Why did Your Highness provoke He Shikun?"

"Just try his bottom line." Si Qingli's eyes fell on Xia Ningle's calm face, "Why, do you feel distressed?"

"Distressed? Why did Your Highness say such a thing?"

"Seeing you speak for him, I will inevitably misunderstand, just don't feel bad." Si Qing patted her on the shoulder, then turned and left, where Xia Ningle didn't see, Si Qingli smiled unconsciously, I'm in a great mood.

Xia Ningle has been thinking wildly.

He Shikun's affection caused a misunderstanding. Si Qingli was already suspicious, but Xia Ningle abandoned He Shikun and joined Si Qingli's camp without saying a word. It was hard not to suspect that he was a spy. Speaking of which, how could Si Qingli rest assured that the bottom line of her exploration of He Shikun was actually also of Xia Ningle.

"Oh, it's really difficult."

In fact, Xia Ningle herself would have doubts about this, so she admired Si Qingli quite a bit, and dared to take her by her side even when she didn't trust her.