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"Don't you want it?"
Having said that, he still handed the cloak to her.
Qiaochu took the cloak, looked at it in his hand for a while, and then threw it to the ground with force.
King Xia was shocked and could hardly believe his eyes. Several servants beside him glared at Qiao Chu, but they did not dare to say anything for the sake of King Rui's face.
An official from afar saw this and stopped in surprise to look over. Qiao Han and his wife saw something was wrong and walked over quickly.
Qiaochu met the man's furious gaze, leaned over to pick up the cloak, took out a handkerchief and wiped it carefully, and handed the cloak to King Xia, "Master Jiu, if you kicked my girl at that time, I would not have to catch this dress, just like before."
As she spoke, she bowed slightly and said in a gentle voice, "There are many servants in Jiuye's house, so many that you can't even count them or name them. In your eyes, they are just servants, but to Qiaochu, they are my companions and their names are given by me, just like this dress was given to Qiaochu by Jiuye himself, and it is precious. Everyone can do something to add icing on the cake, but it is difficult to give clothes in the snow. Thank you, Jiuye, and please forgive Qiaochu for the offense just now."
Qiao Han was startled at first, but when he saw the cruelty and concentration in King Xia's eyes gradually fade away, he breathed a sigh of relief.
"You take it." King Xia waved his hand, turned his head, and said in a deep voice.
The servants beside him looked at Qiaochu a few times and their anger disappeared.
Qiaochu hesitated for a moment and nodded, "Thank you."
She put on the cloak. It is better to resolve a feud than to create one. So let it be. It seems that the King of Xia was not a bad person.
As she was thinking, she felt something strange again. When she looked up, she saw him staring at her.
When King Xia was glanced at by her, a hint of embarrassment flashed across his eyes. He turned around abruptly, knocking the servant next to him to stagger.
Qiaochu was startled, thought for a moment, and called him, "Um, may I ask-"
King Xia stopped and asked in a rough voice, "What is it?"
"Excuse me, have you seen King Rui? Is he okay?"
King Xia's voice froze slightly. "No! Didn't you say that everyone would do something to add icing on the cake? There are many people going to see him, and I am not the only one!"
Qiaochu responded softly, thinking of that person, and suddenly had an idea. She lifted her skirt, walked forward, and said, "Master Jiu, can I ask you for a favor?"
"Tell me about it."
As soon as he said this, King Xia suddenly realized what he had done. He clearly did not agree, but he nodded just now.
When Wang Mang followed the prince out, he saw him suddenly stop and his sharp eyes seemed to be searching for something around him.
He was just wondering when he saw the prince quickly walk to Qiao Han's side and asked, "Princess and the county horse will follow me back to the palace. Where is the third princess?"
Qiao Han bowed humbly, pointed to the palace gate in front, and said, "My third sister asked King Xia to take her to King Rui's mansion, saying that she would wait for King Rui to come back, see him, and then go back to the Crown Prince's mansion."
After a while, there was still no response from the prince, and she felt a little strange. However, Wang Mang, who was standing beside her, clearly saw that the prince's eyes darkened.
On Chaoge Street, the carriages were so luxurious and expensive that one could tell at a glance that the people in them were either rich or noble. It was morning market time, and there were many people. But when they saw this, they all avoided it, fearing that they would bump into the rich and powerful.
Qiaochu was wandering around with the curtain lifted. When he heard the noise on the street, he realized what was happening. He turned sideways and said to the man sitting opposite him, "Master Jiu, I'm not in a hurry. It's okay if you ask the driver to drive slower."
But King Xia's face turned pale. He stared at her for a while before saying coldly, "I thought you couldn't see that there was a living person in this carriage."
Qiaochu was stunned, realizing that even if she didn't speak, she was a nuisance to him.
She sighed inwardly and decided to change the way she phrased it, saying, "I feel a little unwell, could you please slow down the carriage?"
King Xia's expression eased a little. He reached out and took out a package from the small table in front of him and threw it over. "Don't you girls like to eat some candied fruits? Here."
Qiaochu didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He made a calculation in his mind and said, "It's rude not to reciprocate. You should try my candied fruit."
"Thank you." King Xia snorted coldly, "You can keep those greasy dates for yourself."
Qiaochu smiled, took out a small purse from his arms, weighed a date and put it into his mouth, chewed it slowly and swallowed it, then handed the purse to King Xia.
King Xia did not take it. Qiaochu opened his mouth slightly and said, "This time, it's a seedless date. It's neither sour nor sweet, which is just right. Just consider it as my thanks. Here it is."
King Xia saw her reaching out her hand to him. She was wearing his cloak and a purple robe underneath. Although it was half-old, when she raised her hand, her white wrist was as white as snow. He was surprised to find that although her appearance was ordinary, her skin was extremely white, and she didn't look like she had walked out of the desert. Her almond eyes were sparkling and he felt his mouth dry. Without thinking any more, he took the purse and ate a date. Then he frowned and gritted his teeth and said, "It's this broken date again, you!"
Sitting opposite, Qiaochu smiled gently, opened the hand that he had just put the date into his mouth, and then slightly covered his palm on his knees, with a small date dangling between his fingers.
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King Xia saw the slight curve at the corners of her lips, and her melancholy as she leaned against the poinciana tree. He wanted to scold her, but he swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth and just stared at her fiercely, "Why do you carry so many of these broken things with you?"
He was clearly still a little angry in his heart, but as soon as he said this, he thought of what had just happened and the corners of his mouth tightened, but he couldn't help but laugh.
Jin Qiaochu put the date to his mouth and took a bite, then said, "I've eaten it, so don't be angry anymore. I'm not trying to make fun of you. I love this thing, and I think it's a good thing, so I let you eat it."
King Xia was slightly startled, then looked at her again, took out a handkerchief from his bosom, and wrapped the jujube in it. With a look of disgust on his face, he sneered, "This is so sweet and unpleasant, who would like to eat it?"
“Because it’s sweet”
"Master, we're here."
The woman's voice was suddenly drowned out by the voice of the servant driving the carriage. For some reason, King Xia felt disappointed. The curtains were rolled up and the servant bowed respectfully outside the carriage. He frowned, lifted his clothes, stepped on the servant's back, and got off the carriage.
Qiaochu frowned slightly. In Yuncang Continent, servants had a very low status, and this was also common in the North. She was somewhat glad that she had no status in the North and was not blessed with such a thing.
She leaned out and wanted to jump off the carriage. She measured the height of the carriage from the ground, hesitated for a moment, and said to the boy, "Little brother, can you help me?"
King Xia was leading everyone towards the main gate when he heard the voice and turned around, frowning and saying, "Qiaochu, what are you doing!"
The servant was startled and said in panic, "Girl, just step on my back and get down to the ground."
Qiaochu shook his head and said, "Just give me a hand."
King Xia cursed under his breath, strode over, and handed her his hand without saying a word.
Qiaochu smiled, took the man's hand and jumped off the carriage.
The soft hair in his hand was not as soft as he had imagined. King Xia was startled. He looked at Qiaochu's palm and saw that although her hand was slender and white, her fingertips were thinly covered with calluses. He couldn't help but look at her clothes again. Although the status of the two people was different, they were not far apart. However, their food, clothing and daily expenses were very different. For a moment, he felt an indescribable feeling in his heart and said, "When you were at home, you didn't often ride in a carriage, did you?"
Qiaochu knew that he was accusing her of not knowing etiquette, so she replied, "Master Jiu, let me say something unpleasant. If Master Jiu suffers, the Emperor and Empress will feel bad. Slaves are also born by their parents, and their parents will feel bad when they see them become slaves and servants. Princes, generals, and ministers are all born with different blood. They just didn't have the right fate."
She bowed to him again and said, "Thank you for sending me back. I can ask the concierge to pass the message myself. I don't want to waste your time any longer."
King Xia's eyes deepened, and he stared at her for a long time before he said "hmm".
She remembered something and called out to the man who had turned around, "Master Jiu—"
King Xia moved very quickly and soon returned to her side.
She took off the cloak and handed it back to him.
King Xia looked a little unhappy, "I will never take back anything I give away."
She was stunned and had to thank him again before leaving.
Several servants helped King Xia get into the carriage. When the curtains were lowered, they saw him with his elbows on the table, playing with a small coarse cloth purse in his hands, his brows deep.
Prince Rui's Palace.
Qiaochu looked out the window and saw that it was getting dark. After waiting for several hours, Prince Rui still hadn't returned. Fang Ming had entered the palace, and the four great men and the beauty were not in the mansion either.
It was Bishui who welcomed her in. Bishui told her that the beauty had woken up last night, and seeing that she was well again, Prince Rui asked Chief Steward Fang to take her and the four elders to the Prince's Mansion.
Qiaochu thought for a moment and realized that when the two of them went there last night, they must have gone out after she and Qiaohan went out, so they didn't meet. She would meet them when she went back tonight, and she felt slightly happy.
Bishui asked her purpose of coming and then said nothing more. It seemed that someone from the palace had come to inform her that Prince Rui was injured and would be recuperating in the palace.
Bishui then retreated, and she has been waiting in the hall until now.
Suddenly, footsteps were heard from the corridor.
She was just wondering if it was Prince Rui who had returned, when after a while, she saw Bishui leading a young man in. This man was thin and handsome, with red lips and white teeth, and he was the prince's companion, Fang Jing.
Last night, he took her and Qiao Han to Liuzi Lake. Although they talked very little along the way, this man gave her a sense of smartness and calmness, neither humble nor arrogant, and polite.
Fang Jing saw her, bowed, and said with a smile: "It's time for dinner. Fang Jing is ordered by His Highness to take the princess back to the palace."
Prince. She was startled and said, "Thank you for troubling me, sir, but I want to see Prince Rui before I go back."
Fang Jing hesitated for a moment and said, "Princess, it's getting late. It's not possible for Prince Rui to stay in the palace tonight. It's the Emperor's order that the princess stay in the Crown Prince's Mansion before getting married. I'm afraid it won't work if she doesn't go back now—"
She had no choice but to accept it, and said to Bishui: "Miss Bishui, when the Eighth Master comes back, please send someone to deliver a letter to the Prince's Mansion to inform Qiaochu of his injury."
Bishui glanced at her and responded calmly.
Prince's Mansion.
The welcoming banquet mentioned last night was indeed large. There were not many people eating, only the prince and his wife, Qiao Han and his wife, and her, but there were all kinds of delicacies on the table. A group of servants and maids were waiting by the side to serve the dishes. She told the four and the beauty not to come over, and asked the four to eat with the beauty in the room.
Qiao Mei poured wine for everyone, and suddenly stood up and said to her, "Third sister, this glass of wine is for you, and I apologize for the misunderstanding in the north that caused you so much trouble."
She complained a few words in her heart but smiled and said, "Sister, don't take it to heart."
While drinking, she clearly saw Jiaomei staring at her with a very deep gaze.
She just ignored it and secretly glanced at the crown prince who was sitting on the main seat. She knew that his injury was not as serious as that of King Rui, but it was not light either. She wanted to ask several times, but she suppressed it in the end. The situation was not suitable, and besides, she had never figured out her feelings for him.
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