Ah Qiao is so obedient
Qing Qiao was shocked by this address, turned around mechanically and looked at the person coming.
Mr. Qi stood in the corner in a long blue cloth gown, bathed in a harmonious and warm atmosphere
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— Uncle, which Joe is this Joe? Shi Qingqiao's Joe or Qiao Feng's Joe
The second monk Qing Qiaozhang couldn't figure it out, seeing Mr. Qi staring at him all the time, he pointed his nose and asked hesitantly with his eyes: "...me?"
Mr. Qi smiled, and waved to Qiao Feng in the corner: "Go down, don't follow, I will explain to the prince."
Then he turned his head and said to his back: "Stand back, I have something to talk to Gu alone."
Seeing that there was no one behind him, Qing Qiao couldn't help being surprised: Uncle, are you talking to a ghost
However, after hearing a few rustling sounds, a man's voice replied: "Decree."
Then there was a few rustling sounds, a green shadow flashed in the corner, and everything returned to calm.
"Put your chin back."
Mr. Qi turned his head and motioned to Qing Qiao.
Qing Qiao immediately closed her mouth, looked up at the sky and acted as if nothing had happened.
However, Mr. Qi's next sentence made her almost lose her nose—only to hear him reprimand in a very sad and intimate tone: "Ah Qiao is so obedient, don't tell me you even forgot about me?"
crackle!
Five thunders struck the top! The bang was wonderful, the bang was wonderful, and her skin was scorched, and her whole body exuded a smell of coal.
Qing Qiao couldn't believe her ears, she stared at Mr. Qi dumbfounded.
The culprit looked back at her calmly, his eyes were piercing, and the corners of his eyes and brows were full of indescribable joy.
This person and this scene can only be described in four words - Chunshan is like a smile.
Looking at Mr. Qi who looked serious and not joking, Qing Qiao's small calculations began to work:
Could it be that, as arranged in most time-travel articles, Mr. Qi is an old friend of Shi Qingqiao's predecessor? Well, that's fine, that's how I feel safe begging him for errands - but no
! I was only ten years old when I crossed it, how could I have an unforgettable love with this uncle in front of me? Don’t tell me, uncle, you only love Lolita old cows gnaw tender grass
Thinking about it, I feel wronged: Sigh, why did you arrange such a mediocre old lover for me? All the heroines who pass through, which childhood sweetheart is not a bubbling and beautiful bubbly? Even if there is an age gap, the old lover should be a fine pear blossom among a tree of pear blossoms, and the heroine, this tender begonia, cannot be crushed casually! You look at Murasaki Shikibu and Guangyuan, you look at Xiaoling and Sesshomaru...
Just as she was thinking wildly, she suddenly heard another shocking thunder strike.
"Ah, boy, don't you still remember? You don't remember all the things that I took you with shit and piss, fed you and changed diapers for you?"
Mr. Qi beat his chest, stomped his feet and looked up to the sky, sighing: "Hateful, hateful!"
55. Author, I don't want to see you! Why break my teenage fantasies? Do I have any grudge against you? I know you are uneasy and kind!
Unexpectedly, the old man was actually a nanny. Qing Qiao took a deep breath, her eyes were red and she wanted to cry: "... Xiao Qiao suffered a serious illness when she was ten years old, and she couldn't remember anything after waking up..."
Mr. Qi was not surprised at all, and smiled slightly: "So it's true, I thought it was your father's nonsense!"
As he said that, he stepped forward to hug her, and said with emotion: "I haven't seen you for ten years, my little girl has grown up and become beautiful, and it is finally worthy of General Xu's careful cultivation."
After going back and forth, Qing Qiao finally figured out that Mr. Qi was her grandfather's protégé, and he took care of her when she was still full of baby teeth, so he could be regarded as half an elder. However, for some reason, this Mr. Qi left the officialdom when she was five years old and traveled alone in the rivers and lakes, and finally broke into a new world of know-it-alls.
"In the past few years, you must have experienced a lot." Mr. Qi rubbed her hair, looking at her lovingly, "Now, Ah Jiguai has become so eccentric, and even mistakenly bumped into her in the future. Princess Duan, are you happy?"
Yeah, you also know that I got engaged to Duan Yu by mistake? It seems that the strength of this know-it-all is really not to be underestimated.
Burying her head in Ojisang's arms, Qing Qiao acted coquettishly softly. Ten out of ten young girls were hesitant to say anything: "... If Mr. Qi would promise me one thing, Xiao Qiao would be more naturally happy."
Mr. Qi raised her face, tapped her forehead, and said with a smile: "You little girl with a bad belly, what do you want me to ask for you?"
Qing Qiao thought that success was in sight, and opened her mouth to tell each other, but heard a cold voice:
"If you really say it, you will sell yourself to him in this life
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Looking for the reputation, I saw Duan Yu standing motionless in the corner and staring at them, his whole body was cold, exuding bursts of hostility.
"...Your Majesty came really fast." Mr. Qi shrugged, and quietly closed his arms around Xiao Qiao, "Ah Qiao and I are old friends who haven't seen each other for ten years, but we just want to have a quiet talk, so why are you following me here? ?”
Duan Yu stared at the big hand on Xiao Qiao's waist, narrowed his eyes slightly, and raised the corners of his mouth:
"Mr. Qi, I know you want to ask Xiao Qiao to do that—don't forget, I will never agree."
As she spoke, she did not forget to give Qing Qiao a hard look: "Come here yet?!"
Qing Qiao first looked at Mr. Qi, then at Duan Yu, and after comparing it, she finally walked obediently to Duan Yu's side—it can't be helped, this guy's face is so stinky, it's even worse than that septic tank and.
Mr. Qi didn't stop him, but just smiled playfully, with a long meaning: "What if Ah Qiao wants to? I say, Prince Duan, you can't tie her by your side forever."
Duan Yu snorted coldly from the bottom of his nose, and replied with contemptuous eyes without saying anything.
Qing Qiao couldn't help but poke out a curious head from behind Duan Yu: "What are you talking about? Mr. Qi, what exactly do you want me to do?"
Duan Yu quickly turned his head and stared at her, with a strong warning in his phoenix eyes.
Perhaps because he was afraid that she would be restless, he held her catkin tightly again, pinching her so hard that she bared her teeth and wanted to cry bitterly.
"It hurts, it hurts!" Qing Qiao pleaded pitifully to Duan Yu, "Please calm down, calm down!"
Mr. Qi couldn't help comforting him and said, "Don't be afraid, boy, I just want you to help me take care of a child. It's not a difficult task. As a corresponding reward, I will also ask you about anything you want I don't know if you are satisfied with such a condition?"
Any, any, one, piece
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Qing Qiao was overjoyed at being hit by the pie that fell from the sky. Regardless of the danger that her little hand would turn white and red from being pinched, and was about to bleed, she hurriedly nodded and said: "Satisfied, I am very satisfied."
Duan Yu was trembling with anger, and shook her hand away bitterly.
"Don't be nervous, I'm just going to help Mr. Qi take care of a child." Thinking about how she and the prince are a "lovely couple", Qing Qiao hurriedly turned her head to Duan Yuyi With some kind words, "...Since Mr. Qi took care of me back then, I should help him out of reason."
Duan Yu was very angry and turned back to stare at her, only his face was full of inscrutable: "Are you sure you won't regret it?"
"Why do you regret it?" Qing Qiao was puzzled.
Duan Yusi hesitated for a moment, sighed, and stretched out his hand to wrap her tightly in his arms: "...you are so obsessed, it's inconvenient for me to say anything—I just miss you very much."
"My lord, my lord?"
Qing Qiao was overwhelmed by the sudden confession, so she turned her head and looked at Mr. Qi in embarrassment: "Well... I don't know who Mr. Qi wants me to take care of for you? How old is it?"
Mr. Qi looked at it with great interest, and replied without hesitation: "It's my nephew Shao Yi, who just turned fourteen this year and is one year younger than you."
"Already fourteen?" Qing Qiao was taken aback, thinking that the "child" in Mr. Qi's mouth would be a yellow-mouthed child, "Why do you need me to take care of such a big person?"
Mr. Qi gave her a look of "you are calm and don't be impatient", and explained slowly: "Shao Yi has three thousand servants around him, so naturally he doesn't need you to take care of him. It's just that he has recently started to resist eating and drinking for some reason, and he has no taste for all delicacies. A little bit of interest will cause the body to become thinner and thinner day by day... "
"That's anorexia, you have to take him to see a doctor." Qing Qiao kindly pointed out.
"Even the imperial doctor has been invited to see it. I only guess that it's a heart disease, and I can't see the slightest clue." Mr. Qi looked a little helpless and lonely, "... I searched for a good prescription, but it was just to let him Have a good meal, don't spoil yourself easily."
"—Then what does this have to do with me?" Qing Qiao grinned, her head full of question marks.
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Mr. Qi frowned and smiled confidently: "Nature is related to you. A Qiao has an incomparable love for food now. I think with your persistence, I will definitely be able to infect my lonely nephew—as long as he is willing to rest assured someday." After eating, your task will be successfully completed."
After pondering for a moment, Qing Qiao held her breath and said cautiously: "... In other words, my task is to make your nephew fatter?"
"Exactly." Mr. Qi nodded, "Ah Quran is smart."
"... Empty talk is empty, what will you use to measure whether his fatness or thinness meets your standards?"
"You don't need to worry about this. We will refer to the physical condition of men of the same age to calculate an average value. The specific measurement plan is as follows: one is to weigh, and there will be a special person to record his daily weight changes; the other is to measure the body, the tailor of the first embroidery workshop I come to the door once a month to report his changes in various sizes—in short, everything speaks in numbers, boy, do you think this is fair?"
Mr. Qi's eyes were shining brightly, Qing Qiao couldn't tell what was wrong, and felt that the reward was really attractive, so he simply nodded in agreement.
Duan Yu watched the scenery quietly from the side, and did not make any obstructions.
Qing Qiao breathed a sigh of relief, the matter was finally settled.
— Well, it's a bit unpleasant to think about it carefully. Other heroines passed through, either making waves in the martial arts world, or making waves in the court; she, Gu Qingqiao, was fine, the first case she passed through was to be a nanny for a teenager; being a nanny was fine, the only one The task is just to make the boy eat more and gain weight—isn't this feeding pigs? Where do you let her face as an elite woman in the 21st century
Oh my God, your jealousy can be in vain!
Land, what are you doing if you don't pity Yingying!
After roaring a few words, he went home resentfully, washed up and fell asleep.
Mr. Qi's work efficiency is very high. The next day, he sent someone to send a post to the Shangshufu, saying that he hadn't seen him for many years, and he wanted to invite Gu to come to talk about the past in three days, and the talk would take more than two months.
Is there such a blatant ladylike lady? Qing Qiao looked like she wanted to curse, secretly worried about her father's reaction.
However, Gu Shangshu didn't know what medicine he had taken wrongly, so he readily agreed without saying a word.
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"...Don't you express your worry?" Qing Qiao Chao Shangshu made an "o" mouth.
"Why should I worry?" Gu Shangshu patted her on the head, laughing, "Since Mr. Qi asked you to go out, there must be something important, and I have a thousand hearts for him."
Qing Qiao pursed her lips, thinking that this Ojisang has a lot of background, and the backstage is not so tough.
Going back to the room to pack up things, Dongxi followed her butt and begged bitterly:
"I know I was wrong, you can take Dongxi with you."
"You're wrong? You're wrong?"
"Dongxi shouldn't be fooled by the prince's beauty, and take him to the flower hall without notification, so that he can see things he shouldn't see."
"Humph."
"! Dongxi just lost his head for a while, and I will never dare again! Don't worry, Dongxi is absolutely loyal to you... Love is stronger than gold... Just because Dongxi has served you for so many years, Don't drive the slaves away..."
"Hey, stop! What nonsense are you talking about? I didn't chase you away, and I didn't punish you. Didn't you live a good life in Shangshufu?"
"Ah, um, Dongxi made a mistake when he got excited... In short, please don't neglect Dongxi, Dongxi only has one person in his heart, and any beauty will not be able to enter Dongxi's eyes again!" Dongxi raised her watery eyes. The little round face swears and weeps.
Qing Qiao couldn't bear to see it, sighed, and patted the girl's head.
"...you don't have to be so radical, Duan Yuna is really good-looking. It's understandable for you to be blindly chasing stars at the beginning of your love... I don't think I fell in love with Fujii tree at first sight back then? Ah, that beautiful boy reading a book under the white curtain what… "
I began to fall into deep memories of the past again, unable to extricate myself.
"By the way, you are going to live in Qi's mansion for two months this time, does Prince Duan have any objections?"
"An opinion? No, he just sent someone to give me a piece of letterhead... By the way, I haven't opened it yet, can you help me see what's written inside?"
Dongxi opened the letter and looked at it, and couldn't help but chuckle: "The prince said that he felt very sad when he thought that he might not see you for a long time.
. According to folk practice, he hopes to get a personal item made by you as a souvenir. "
"... there is such a custom?" She opened her beautiful eyes wide.
Dong Xi covered her mouth and nodded: "Both men and women who are engaged to kiss each other do this, you should give the prince a souvenir as well."
"Ah, so what should I give? I want personal items..." Looking up at the sky, his face showed confusion: "Do you want to give underwear? I really don't know what model he wears..."
Dongxi's face was flushed and she said obediently: "Small, don't be so bold, just send-send a sachet..."
"Oh, and the sachet!" He let out a long breath of relief, "How could I have forgotten this?"
The day before going out, I called Dong Xi to me and handed her a kraft paper bag.
"You take this and give it to Prince Duan." He ordered.
Dongxi looked into the paper bag, and couldn't help but be surprised—a crooked cloth bag lay quietly in the bag. Although it could be seen that it was made of high-quality satin material, the shape and workmanship were shabby, and the cloth bag I don't know what strange things were stuffed in it, and there was a faint smell of medicine.
The weirdest thing is that this cloth pouch is too big, it is as big as a biscuit! !
"This, what is this?" Dong Xi looked blankly, she felt that she had been completely defeated by the surprise.
"Of course it's a personal souvenir for Prince Duan!" He winked at her.
"...That's not the case! The sachet should contain incense, and this size, this size is a little bit too big..." Dongxi said in a deep voice, closing her eyes, her figure couldn't help shaking a little.
"Ahem, don't worry, of course I know it's not a sachet." Quickly explained, "But Prince Duan is only willing to give me three days, how can I have American time to make a sachet for him?"
"... Then... What is this?" Dong Xi glanced at the big cloth bag in his hand again, thinking it would be okay if he didn't look at it, but the more he looked at it, the more terrifying it became.
With a mysterious smile, he replied in a half-smug and seven-point mischievous tone: "This is Gu Qingqiao's unique secret recipe, and the 505 magical vitality bag is also—"