Concubine Chu Tian came back to her senses and threw her handkerchief and hit her, "Damn girl, I dare to make fun of your girl, see if I don't deal with you."
The little maid advised while running, "Girl, be careful with the box in your arms, don't break it."
Concubine Chu Tian stopped immediately and protected her carefully.
The little maid turned back again, and quietly approached, "Girl, don't you want to see what's inside?"
"Then, the eldest son has already said that it was his sister who gave it to me."
"Oh, the girl from the Gu family gave it to you. If there's anything you can't see, take a look!"
Concubine Chu Tian thought about it, and felt that she was hypocritical, but it was a gift from her sister.
But when he opened it, he was dumbfounded.
This is a small and delicate dagger, with deep dark patterns on it, it is not new.
"What does this mean?" The little girl lost interest in an instant.
She thought it was some kind of jewelry hairpin, and it was too strange to give a dagger to the woman.
But before she could figure it out, she saw her girl close the box with a touch, and hurried away with the dagger in her arms.
On the other side, the Ninth Prince appeared in the room very abruptly. Xiao Ting had already started talking to Mr. Xu, sitting on the bed, surrounded herself with a quilt, and only her small head was exposed.
Her black hair hung loose behind her back, and her big eyes were bright, a sign that she had had enough sleep.
"Haven't you helped him watch?" Xiao Ting stared at Xu Lao with big eyes.
"Is that the old man's fault? Which family's patients have you seen..." Mr. Xu hadn't finished speaking when he saw the person he was talking to jump off the bed and head straight for the door.
"Chu Xiaoli..." When Miss Xiao Liu saw the Ninth Prince, her first reaction was to pounce on him.
His hands directly reached the Ninth Prince's neck, and his whole body stuck to it.
The Ninth Prince was startled for the first time in his life, but as far as he could see, when Xiao Ting didn't even put on her shoes, he wrapped her arms around her and hugged her up.
"You finally came to see me, I miss you so much..." Xiao Ting just woke up, her cowardly voice was particularly pleasant, and her coquettish voice was very different from the past.
She sat on one arm of the Ninth Prince, and let him carry her forward, with her small face pressed against his, feeling very wronged.
Ninth Prince's thoughts finally came online, and he walked over slowly, trying to tuck Xiao Ting back into the quilt.
Xiao Ting hooked her legs, hung on his body, puffed her cheeks and said: "Hmph, you dare to put me down, try it?"
The Ninth Prince lowered his eyes. He hadn't seen him for a long time. His little woman's face was full of grievances. Those eyes, which usually only filled with the scorching sun, also shone brightly, like the first dewdrops on the green leaves in the morning. With a little sound, they would fall down.
His pink and tender lips were pouting at Lao Gao, and his little face was also bulging, looking delicate and tender, he bowed his head unconsciously.
As he approached, Miss Xiao Liu's old heart was beating faster, which had never happened before.
The voice was so loud that outsiders could hear it, she swallowed her saliva, and just about to say something, when she raised her eyes, she met the clear but deep eyes of the Ninth Prince.
The black shiny eyeballs are like the secluded stone hidden in the bottom of the sea for thousands of years, which is so deep that it can attract people's hearts and souls.
And those thin, ordinary-looking lips were slightly parted, as if inviting, and the familiar fragrance of ink poured into her nose and into her heart.
There was something tightly wrapped in the bottom of my heart, and there were long scars growing out, and when their eyes met, they burst apart.
For a moment, emotions filled her heart, she couldn't tell the difference, the reason was unclear, and joy had already jumped into her eyebrows and eyes.
Next to him, Xu Changsheng, who was completely ignored, saw that the two of them were about to make a fire, and the fire would never be exhausted. He couldn't help coughing anymore, to show his existence.
"Ahem... Well, this old man understands that you guys are better than newlyweds, but don't treat us as air!"
Xiao Ting blushed instantly, and looked out, good guy, these people have all come running, gathered around the screen, and looked in mysteriously.
She plunged directly into the arms of the Ninth Prince, feeling embarrassed for the first time on weekdays.
The Ninth Prince did not have such a big reaction as she did. He also lost his mind for a moment, and then looked up lightly.
Scanned everyone around.
He intends to let them go, but in the end he only slowly put Xiao Ting on the bed and let everyone in.
A group of people chattered, talking about what happened recently, concerned, excited, watching things, and the house was noisy.
Xiao Ting felt very warm.
The mood also calmed down, and after a long time, everyone left, leaving Mother Feng to wait on them for dinner.
A lot, everyone brought bath water as if they were in a hurry, and Xiao Ting also knew that she had been lying down for a few days and was not suitable for moving.
This will be really uncomfortable.
Then I went with Feng's mother.
When I came back, it was already sunset, and there was a small lamp in the room, which was not lit but very warm, and the faint fragrance of flowers lingered in it, making people intoxicated by the smell.
However, what made her most happy was that under the dim light, a man was sitting with a scroll in his hand, reading it carefully. She couldn't bear to be disturbed by that wanton appearance and peaceful atmosphere.
She has always known that the Ninth Prince is good-looking, not only his appearance, but also his unique temperament.
Stand alone and independent!
His elegance seems to be hidden in the yellow sand, buried in the pure land, hidden in the mountains, starting from the deep sea, exhausted
... Jiuyou.
It is a mood that the world cannot see through, let alone understand.
As cold as he is, so is he.
"Chu Xiaoli, are you waiting for me?"
In Xiao Ting's eyes, there is no cloudy sky anymore, only the lingering warmth in front of the table, the man who has touched her thousands of thoughts and is full of elegance.
Hearing this, the Ninth Prince raised his eyes and looked over, his gaze was still indifferent, neither idle nor indifferent, just like usual, but when he met Xiao Ting's gaze, it suddenly became warmer.
There was a bright smile on the corner of his mouth, and then he stood tall and walked towards Xiao Ting with clear eyes.
He didn't speak, and when he got close, he took the handkerchief from Mother Feng's hand, and naturally put it on Xiao Ting's head.
"Be careful of catching a cold."
Xiao Ting raised her eyes and looked at him in surprise.
"What's wrong?" Ninth Prince asked as he pulled her and walked forward.
Xiao Ting smiled happily, the corners of her lips were cracked to reveal a mouthful of neat teeth, and she followed the Ninth Prince to the bedside.
"En?" Seeing that Xiao Ting just smiled and didn't speak, the Ninth Prince blinked his eyes in doubt.
Xiao Ting was dumbfounded, then took the handkerchief in his hand, wiped her hair three times, then threw it aside.
Then he took off his shoes and socks and went to bed, resting his head on the edge of the bed and letting it air naturally.
She lay there without speaking, closing her eyes and meditating.
Ninth Prince couldn't sit still anymore, he thought about countless possibilities after Xiao Ting woke up.
Asking him willfully for an answer, or ignoring him, even if it was ignoring him in the past, he can accept it and make sense.
But he just never thought that Xiao Ting would be like this, seemingly intimate, yet rejecting others thousands of miles away, which made him at a loss as to how to talk to her.
I have already asked twice, will he continue
The candle was half lit, the Ninth Prince couldn't sit still anymore, and took off his outer robe and lay down.
But Xiao Ting was lying upright, and he couldn't lie down even with his length, so he just stood there stupidly.
In fact, Xiao Ting was also thinking about something. During this time, her mind was in a state of confusion, unprecedented, with many emotions.
I eagerly want to see him, talk to him, want to know many things, and want to get close to his life.
But when we really met, apart from the initial joy, I calmed down, but suddenly I didn't know where to speak.
Although she closed her eyes, she could feel that these non-aggressive eyes lingered on her face.
"Xiao Xiao..."
The Ninth Prince called softly, Xiao Ting subconsciously opened her eyes, and saw a handsome face approaching.
She could tell the affectionate gaze with just one glance.
She quickly turned her head away, got up with the opportunity, and wanted to straighten her body, and said, "Has the lord eaten?"
Ninth Prince froze, sighed after a while, and decided to speak up.
"Xiao Xiao, do you hate me?"
Xiao Ting paused when she was pulling the pillow, and said subconsciously, "No, how could I hate you?"
"Do you like me?"
The Ninth Prince took advantage of the situation and continued to ask.
The corner of Xiao Ting's mouth twitched, "Hey, well, we are husband and wife, aren't we?"
"That means I don't like it anymore." Ninth Prince lowered his eyes and turned his back to the candlelight.
Looking from Xiao Ting's direction, she felt that his lowered brows and lowered eyes were a bit miserable.
"Of course I like it, you are my husband." Xiao Ting instantly revived with full blood, got up and threw herself into the arms of the Ninth Prince.
A pair of small hands naturally passed under his arms and wrapped around the waist of the Ninth Prince.
The body is also close to the past, but he didn't go to see the Ninth Prince.
"But you don't like me, you don't come to see me, and you don't miss me." Thinking of their previous parting scene, Xiao Ting actually felt a little wronged.
Before hearing Xiao Ting say that he likes him, the Ninth Prince was in a state of anxiety, but after hearing that he liked him, he was dumbfounded.
Especially when she heard Xiao Ting acted like a little girl, accusing him and accusing him of something wrong.
His heart was like lying on the tip of thousands of needles, every time there was a faint pain, it made his heart flustered and confused.
Ninth Prince hugged Xiao Ting tightly, "I, I, I naturally like you, otherwise why would I leave in such a hurry?"
Before the Ninth Prince finished speaking, Xiao Ting raised her head with a smile and asked, "Then why did you leave? If you did something wrong, shouldn't the first thing you think of be an apology? You actually left me there alone, do you know that I have been ill for a long time?"
Hmph, even though he had already forgiven him, Xiao Ting still wanted to scare the Ninth Prince.
"Of course I know." Ninth Prince anxiously explained, "I've always been there to take care of you..."
"But I'm not well yet, didn't you leave too?" Xiao Ting recounted the facts with a little grievance.
After a long time, the Ninth Prince added, "I left because I was afraid that you would hate me."
"Hate you?" Xiao Ting was a little puzzled, her eyes blinked, and they were very watery.
Xu Shi slept for a long time, her eyes were crystal clear, brighter than the best crystals.
The blank gaze made the Ninth Prince suffocate.
The hand around Xiao Ting's waist tightened slightly, and then he said cautiously: "Well, I'm afraid you hate me."
(end of this chapter)