Princess, she is so fragrant

Fa Yilian took Wei Zhao's hand.

As a slave, perhaps it should be said that Wei Zhao gave her this right.

But at a time like this, when the smell of wine is overflowing and singing and dancing are overflowing, who cares?Who cares?

The two of them jumped together, looked at each other, and twirled lightly, which is a popular Hu Xuan dance in Beijing.They danced happily, and there was a lot of booing from the people around them. During a roundabout, Wei Zhao saw Song Sisi leaning against the gate with an envious expression on her face.Her lover and slave, Ah Zong stood silently behind Song Sisi, watching them silently.

It seemed that all the excitement had nothing to do with her.

But this is just a blink of an eye.Wei Zhao was quickly pulled back by Fa Yilian. She saw the slave's green eyes firmly fixed on her body, and those eyes shone brightly under the firelight: "You have been calling my name."

said the slave.

Wei Zhao was a little helpless, she didn't understand why the slave was so obsessed with this matter: "Yes, yes."

Then the slave laughed: "Then can I call your name?"

Wei Zhao narrowed his eyes: "You are thinking about eating."

"Okay." The slave lowered his eyes slightly, like a big dog drooping its big soft ears in grievance.

At that moment, Wei Zhao had an inexplicable urge to rub his slave's messy hair.Wei Zhao glanced at Fa Yilian's frizzy, fluffy hair, thinking that they were soaked by the lake water not long ago, so he couldn't help but wipe his hands.

I must be stupefied.

Wei Zhao thought.

Wei Zhao didn't wake up until noon the next day.The moment she woke up, Wei Zhao sniffed the light fragrance of flowers in the air and was a little dazed. She turned her head and watched the sunlight falling from the window, and the golden dust danced and fell slowly in the light.The air has the distinct moisture of the water surface, but the bedding still has the warm atmosphere of the sun.This was specially baked by the slave by the charcoal fire before, and Wei Zhao shrank back, trying to bury himself in the bedding.

Time seems to be passing very idle, which is a feeling I have never felt in the deep palace and in the princess mansion.

Wei Zhao felt in a daze that he was really a playboy, he didn't have to think about anything, and he didn't have to worry about anything...

"Ah Xian. When you think like this, it means that there is a problem. Only useless fools, trash, don't need to think about anything, because they just need to be a good animal, do it and repeat it every day. It’s fine.” The Queen Mother’s voice rang in Wei Zhao’s ears like a ghost.

Wei Zhao's face turned pale, she squeezed her quilt tightly, and then turned over suddenly to get up.

When he raised his eyes, he met Fa Yilian who was holding hot water.

"Are you awake?" Faileen's eyes slightly bent, and she grinned, "It's very early today."

"...It's getting late." Why would my personal slave say this, as if she was too extravagant to go to bed late every day.Wei Zhao rubbed his forehead and said in a low voice, "It's getting late, and I can't..."

You can't sit around doing nothing every day like a wealthy idler.

You can't empty yourself, like a livestock that only eats grass and works.

Wei Zhao raised his eyes and met Fa Yilian.Faileen was pouring water. She was serious and always focused when she worked, even for such small things.

"Here." A warm towel came over.

Cotton is also something that was discovered in the first three generations. It is rare in the market today, and the price is not cheap.Wei Zhao took it, wiped his face, and then came back to his senses, and said, "Where did it come from?"

"It was given by the owner of the merchant ship." Faileen replied, she took the towel and the tea for gargling, "He wants to invite you to have a talk."

Wei Zhao's sanity has fully returned, she blinked, changed clothes and shoes and socks under Fa Yilian's smooth and familiar service, and finally sat down at the table and smiled: "Talk? What are you talking about? It's me Talk, or do you talk?"

Fa Yilian raised her eyes to look at Wei Zhao, seeing her unkind face, she seemed displeased, and was a little puzzled: "Since I am your person, it is natural for you to talk about it."

The implication is that the person Yu Cheng really wants to talk to is Fa Yilian.It's just that because of Faylian's status as a slave, she also needs to have a clear road with the master's house.

Wei Zhao saw that Fa Yilian had a clear mind, but he seemed to be ignorant of this possible slave bullying the master.She squinted her eyes, but she was a little tentative when she spoke: "Do you want to go?"

Faileen tilted her head, as if she was thinking, before replying after a while: "I don't know their intentions, so I can't talk about whether they will go or not."

Seeing this, Wei Zhao nodded, "Then what do they want to do?"

Feilian suddenly showed a bit of confusion: "They don't look like they are going to attack actively. I don't know."

Wei Zhao finally felt relieved, she turned her head and looked out the window.At this time, the spring is just right, and the lake is calm, but looking far away, there are no green hills and towers in the distance.This lake is so big that it is self-contained. On the water of this lake, they seem to have broken away from the control of Da Zhou and become a small, unrestrained country.

However, this is always on the territory of the Great Zhou.How could the Great Zhou bow to such a lake?

No matter how big the lake is, it is just a slightly bigger pond than the Four Seas.

"I'll see you after breakfast." Wei Zhao made up his mind.

Faileen looked outside and hesitated, "...isn't it lunch...?"

"Shut up!" Wei Zhao gritted his teeth, staring at the speechless and unlovable slave in front of him, "Anyway, go after dinner."

Faileen let out an oh, and she stood up: "I'll go to the small kitchen and ask someone to cook."

Wei Zhao hummed: "Then let's go up and down the dice, lotus meat, and a bowl of green rice."

Fei Lian paused, and then said: "Master, if you eat like this, your belongings will soon be gone."

Wei Zhao was silent, her eyes turned from Fa Yilian's face to the purse on her waist, and after a suspicious pause for a moment, she said: "...It's okay, you go, the belongings... will be there. "

Faileen suddenly showed a worried expression: "Are we going to rob? Or go begging."

"...Neither, you can shut up quickly." Wei Zhao held his forehead, only feeling a headache.

Soon, Faileen's voice continued: "Or are you planning to reveal your identity?"

Wei Zhao raised his head abruptly, Fa Yilian still maintained that worried expression.After seeing Wei Zhao's expression, Fa Yilian moved closer to Wei Zhao.Wei Zhao moved her body uncomfortably, she felt a little pressure from Fa Yilian.

But... she is clearly the master, she is the one who makes the decision, why would she...

what……

Wei Zhao also belatedly realized that when did he start to see what she wanted to express from the slave's expression?

She didn't need this in the first place.

Slaves are human beings, but they are not even considered as inferior people. They have always been the only ones who can guess the mind of the master. How can the master care about it and guess the mind of the slave?

Fa Yilian strode forward and half-kneeled in front of Wei Zhao. She stretched out her hand and grabbed Wei Zhao's hand.

Wei Zhao's fingers trembled slightly, and she lowered her eyes, not letting the emotion in her eyes leak out.The slave's fingertips are warm and dry, with a little familiarity and a little strangeness.

Since they left the forest, the number of times they held hands has decreased day by day, as if two small animals that depended on each other had suddenly put on human skin.

Things that once disappeared suddenly returned to them, master and slave, princess and pariah, decider and executor.She is now her most convenient tool, the most considerate servant, the most loyal subject, and the most reliable travel companion.

But, that's all there is to it.

Wei Zhao's eyelashes blinked.

Apart from that...

But what else does she need?She still needs this person in front of her, what kind of role does she play, and what kind of identity does she stand by her side?

At that moment, the happy scene of the previous night flashed through her mind.She thought of those soft green eyes that were swaying under the candlelight, but it was only for a moment, and all the scenes disappeared as if the water surface had been cut into wrinkles.

Wei Zhao took a deep breath, she didn't break free from Fa Yilian's hand, and likewise, she didn't shake back the hand that the other party extended.She looked into Fa Yilian's eyes: "Our goal has always been to get to Haizhou as soon as possible. Therefore, I don't want to cause extra problems."

Faileen blinked her eyes, doubts and confusion rarely appeared in her usually clear and steady green eyes.Her slave has always been a smart one, Wei Zhao understood that when seeing the other party's puzzled expression, Wei Zhao still had to admit that she felt happy.

The corners of Wei Zhao's lips curled up, and it was rare for her to hold back her temper: "If the water thieves on the way ahead are an unavoidable risk, then we will find a way to avoid them."

Faileen stood outside the door. She just came out of the small kitchen, conveying the picky taste of the eldest princess.

"Which piece of fish can only be the tenderest? Vegetables can only be sprouts? Oh, this is..." The chubby chef groaned, looked at Fa Yilian, suppressed the sarcasm that was about to be uttered, and waved his hands. "Okay, I get it, as long as you have enough money, you can do whatever you want."

Soon Fa Yilian was kicked out of the small kitchen, and she was not annoyed, she just lowered her head and pondered what Wei Zhao said as she walked.When the boatmen around saw her, they all said hello to her when they knew what she had done before.

Faileen nodded, but did not speak.She just moved forward, but soon she heard yelling and cursing, Fa Yilian poked her head and took a look, it was still the Kunlun slave.The scenes of him being beaten and scolded are already very common, and even the most kind-hearted people are used to ignoring them, and Faileen also ignores them.But when she turned her head, she saw Ah Zong leaning on the railing and looking at the Kunlun slave.

Fa Yilian didn't say hello, and walked past Ah Zong with a calm expression.

"Your name is Fa Yilian?" Ah Zong said.

Fa Yilian turned her head and met Ah Zong's ice-blue eyes, and nodded.

Ah Zong said again: "Isn't this Da Zhou's name, is it your real name?"

Faileen let out an ah, and replied, "Yes, what about you?"

Ah Zong pursed her lips, and after a long time, the corners of her mouth twitched slightly, as if she was about to smile, but finally pulled out a crying expression: "No, I don't, I don't have my own name .”

And the tall woman in front of her showed obvious doubts: "Isn't your name Ah Zong? It's your name."

of course,

Ah Zong lowered his head and clenched his hands tightly.

Of course not.

"I obviously have blue eyes and black hair, but why am I called Ah Chong?"

Ah Brown replied.

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