When the court lady came over pushing the wheelbarrow, Wu Zhe had already completed the small movements in his hands and quickly put away the cosmetics for the day.
"Huh?" Concubine Qi asked in surprise, "Why does she ride a wheeled cart?"
"Could it be that there is some inconvenience in the legs and feet? Maybe it was a fall?" Mrs. Yang guessed.
When Wu Zhe came from a distance, he shouted first: "Concubine Qi? I was injured by a nasty old man, and my leg is limped. I'm afraid I won't be able to walk in the future, and I can't salute you. Forgive me."
She said loudly on purpose, and cupped her hands in a manly salute. And he just said that he was lame, if Zong Zhilian was present, he would definitely laugh knowingly.
Her vulgar words shocked even the court lady and others.
Before Concubine Qi could say anything, Mrs. Yang beside her murmured in her heart: This Xiao Ruoyao really came from the martial arts sect, so no one taught her some rules? Explaining loudly before seeing the ceremony, and bowing hands to salute, although it is forgiven, it is not proper etiquette.
Naturally, she never thought that Wu Zhe came here on purpose to be annoying...
Concubine Qi didn't mind Wu Zhe's words, she just said: "Since Miss Xiao is inconvenient, there is no need to be polite, come and talk."
There was no condescension in the words, so Wu Zhe didn't feel disgusted.
The crown prince is pretty good-looking, Wu Zhe thought wildly. When this concubine Qi was young, she could be considered a generation of beauty, no wonder she was eaten by the king of Qi.
Approaching the gazebo, the maids and eunuchs lifted Wu Zhe's wheelbarrow up with some difficulty.
Wu Zhe was looking at Concubine Qi, and Concubine Qi and Mrs. Yang were also looking at her.
Looking at this girl from a distance, she looks like a high-class person. But when I got closer, I realized...
How is it like this
Was she beaten in the eye? Concubine Qi thought secretly.
Why is this girl so pale? Mrs. Yang was startled.
It's no wonder they have such thoughts, because Wu Zhe's face now, under the moonlight and candlelight, is impressively...
Dark eyes!
Both eyes were covered with a black background, as if someone had punched the eye sockets twice.
In fact, Wu Zhe secretly put on Avril Lavigne makeup with cosmetics on the way to the pavilion after entering Qi'an Mansion!
Although no fake eye hair was used, the heavy effect of this black eye shadow is definitely not in line with the aesthetic of this era.
This girl's complexion is fair and tender, why are her eyes dark? Concubine Qi had doubts in her heart.
But it suddenly occurred to her that Xiao Ruoyao was originally the potential star master of the Sword Fighting Sect, so she should have nothing lacking in her body. There must have been some changes recently that caused her legs to be disabled, so her eyes were darkened from crying.
After all, Concubine Qi is only the king of the harem, so she can't immediately know such small news as Wu Zhe, and she doesn't know about the suzerain's ban on her legs and the deprivation of the honor of Qianxing's wife.
It's just that by mistake, Concubine Qi mistakenly thought that she had found the reason why Wu Zhe's eyes were dark from crying, and she didn't suspect that it was the eye shadow caused by her deliberate makeup.
"Why did this child suffer such a catastrophe? Come and sit beside me." Concubine Qi recruited Wu Zhe to come over.
The maid hurriedly pushed the cart over.
"Is this girl Xiao Ruoyao? I've heard your name before." Concubine Qi smiled.
Wu Zhe snorted, almost with his nostrils upturned: "It's okay, many people know that I'm in the Sword Sect. It can't be helped, it's troublesome to be too famous."
Regarding Wu Zhe's boasting, Concubine Qi just smiled, but she remembered the past when she was blowing nonsense to the unknown King Qi.
Mrs. Yang was watching Wu Zhe's strange behavior. Is this girl so reckless and arrogant? A lady from an ordinary family would be trembling when seeing Concubine Qi, for fear that her behavior would appear to be inappropriate.
Just like Mo Xichou, a talented woman not long ago, after meeting Concubine Qi, she behaved cautiously and spoke decently. Why is it that Xiao Ruoyao, who is said to be superior to talented girl Mo in the talent competition, doesn't feel like a lady at all
Wu Zhe asked. "Concubine Qi, what did you ask me to do? I just woke up from a late night sleep, and I'm still in a daze right now."
"Huh? You also like to sleep in the evening?" Concubine Qi was taken aback.
"Uh..." Wu Zhe felt something was wrong when he heard it, so he quickly changed another angle to make Concubine Qi disgusted: "Well, I just woke up, and now I plan to sleep again."
You must know that I am a snooze like a pig. Wu Zhe cried out in his heart.
Concubine Qi asked curiously: "How long do you sleep every day?"
"One, two, three, four..." Wu Zhe counted with his fingers, and even counted once: "Six hours is enough to sleep."
Mrs. Yang was ashamed listening to it, she was too sleepy.
"It's really interesting. I couldn't sleep too much back then." Concubine Qi covered her lips and laughed.
Her girlfriend, Mrs. Yang, suddenly noticed that Concubine Qi's self-proclaimed name had changed from the formal "Ben Gong" to the casual "me".
Wu Zhe grinned secretly, it couldn't be such a coincidence, could it? I just found a problem at random, you majestic milk tea girl who married into the royal family don't overlap with me, okay
"Except for Mrs. Yang, how long has it been since I met someone who can talk so casually?" Concubine Qi asked with a smile, "To be honest, miss Xiao, do you need an imperial physician to treat your leg?"
"Okay, come to seventy or eighty imperial physicians, and let them treat each of them one by one. By the way, I will prescribe some hundred-year-old sea urchin, thousand-year-old ginseng, ten-thousand-year-old fleece-flower root, etc., and give them as snacks. I think my legs will be fine." Wu Zhe opened his mouth wide.
"Hahaha, you girl looks like me back then!" Concubine Qi no longer covered her lips, and laughed directly.
Wu Zhe was almost speechless.
How can there be such a coincidence? ! Any similarity is purely coincidental? You put a lot of pressure on me to pretend to be crazy like this!
She didn't expect what kind of character Concubine Qi is
A woman who has been the first concubine of Qi for twenty years!
How could the best performer in the harem's intrigue be so easily fooled
Concubine Qi can almost tell Wu Zhe's careful thinking from a few words.
Concubine Qi just wondered: Why did this girl show her ugliness to me on purpose
Is it hating the royal family? or is it...
Concubine Qi's thoughts moved, but she continued with her usual expression: "Miss Xiao, you and I hit it off right away, how about drinking near the table while watching the moon and chatting?"
Wu Zhe felt something was wrong in his heart, it seemed that Concubine Qi would find something in common if she showed anything bad? This is not a good sign.
There is a way, I will drink with her! When Concubine Qi is drunk, I can run away naturally. The master who took the initiative to ask me to drink is not to blame for being drunk, right? Concubine Qi who lost face must not like me anymore.
At worst, I can still pretend to be drunk and go crazy, and then it will be natural to provoke Concubine Qi to hate me.
"Okay, I like drinking the most. I am the number one drinker in the Sword Fighting Sect. Usually, more than a dozen old men will be drunk by me." Wu Zhe simply pretended to be a man to the end.
"Really?" Concubine Qi's eyes flashed with splendor.
"Let's fight with wine." Wu Zhe waved his hand indifferently, full of heroism.
The wine was quickly brought up, Wu Zhe glanced at the wine cup, shook his head and said, "This is too small, it's uncomfortable to drink."
Concubine Qi said gently: "Bring the wine bowl that you drink on weekdays."
Wine bowl? Wu Zhe was taken aback.
Mrs. Yang knew about Concubine Qi's wine bowl, and hurriedly waved her hands: "I can't do it."
Concubine Qi smiled and comforted: "It's okay, you can just use the wine cup."
One of Concubine Qi's personal servants brought a small basket and took out two golden silk bowls from it.
The sea bowl is inlaid with gold thread along the edge, and the pattern on the bowl body is also a blue-feathered peacock. .
"..." Wu Zhe looked at it in a daze, this Concubine Qi is indeed from the Jianghu, but she often drinks in this sea bowl that is not inferior to a tavern.
Concubine Qi misunderstood Wu Zhe's expression, and said with a smile, "Miss Xiao and I hit it off right away, and you don't want to pretend to be the royal family. I hope you can have a drink with me, how about it?"
bowl? Wu Zhe made some calculations.
"How about we play fifteen twenty? If we lose, we will drink." Wu Zhe said suddenly.
"Fifteen and twenty?" Concubine Qi didn't understand: "Is it the men's punches?"
"It is to guess the number of the opponent's palm gesture. A slap is five, and a fist is zero. You have to guess and call out the total number that is the sum of the four hands of both parties. Two people go out together and shout together. If one party calls the total number correctly, the other party will drink. If both parties are right, they will drink together; if they are not right, continue to guess.”
This rule is very simple, and Concubine Qi quickly understood it.
Mrs. Yang said: "The fifteen or twenty way of drinking is much better than those men's vulgar punching."
"Come on, let's prepare!" Wu Zhe stretched out his hands: "Try it first, and you will understand soon."
Concubine Qi tried to stretch out her hands.
The surrounding ladies and eunuchs were all dumbfounded.
They had never seen that a woman could get along with Concubine Qi so quickly.
Although this Xiao Ruoyao seemed to be extremely vulgar, Concubine Qi was not only not angry, but also played around with her like a fresh fifteen or twenty strokes
"fifteen!"
"twenty!"
"five!""
"fifteen!"
This kind of punching is simple and easy to learn. In this era of monotonous entertainment, Concubine Qi is actually very interested.
As a result, the surrounding maids and eunuchs were even more astonished.
Because Concubine Qi was rolling her arms and sleeves, having a great time with a commoner woman.
Mrs. Yang turned sideways and made a slight gesture.
Concubine Qi's close-fitting maids made all non-close-fitting people withdraw, so as not to see too many indecent scenes.
"Fifteen!" Concubine Qi shouted.
"Ten!" Wu Zhe shouted.
"It's fifteen, you lost! You drink!" Concubine Qi waved her hands and laughed.
"..." Wu Zhe regretted that he had to play fifteen or twenty for making suggestions.
In order to speed up the recovery of the body, the evolutionary body has greatly weakened the body's emergency response! Playing this game by myself is actually just a reflex arc of ordinary people, completely inferior to Concubine Qi who is practicing profound energy!
As a result, when Concubine Qi drank the second bowl of wine, Wu Zhe had already drank ten bowls...
Otherwise, instead of waiting to get Concubine Qi drunk, let's pretend to be drunk... Wu Zhe murmured in his heart.
At this moment, an eunuch came to report: "The trick is ready, please appreciate it." (To be continued.)