Chapter 1131: Is he worthy of grabbing a woman with me?

Xiao Dingzhao: "..."
So, does he not exist?
He paused and said calmly: "Sister Pei, I also want to drink Douban Tang."
Pei Chuchu gave him a surprised look.
Although she was a palace lady, she was not a maid at will. Such tasks as cloth dishes were always entrusted to other little palace maids. She stood by and watched.
However, Xiao Dingzhao seemed to be unaware of her refusal and still waited there.
Pei Chuchu was silent for a moment, and still served him a bowl of watercress soup.
In the eyes of Xiao Dingzhao, he was really reluctant.
He couldn't help but feel a little bit angry again.
Sister Pei gave Hanzhou Jingshengtang so happy, but when it was his turn, she put on a reluctant expression, as if he owed her two to five to eighty thousand.
He hated Hanzhou Jing again.
He slowly lowered his eyes to drink the soup, and Yu Guang glanced at Pei Chuchu. Seeing that the girl didn't pay attention to him, he pretended not to hold the soup bowl steady, and in an instant a whole bowl of soup was poured on Hanzhou Jing!
Hanzhou Jing Su's white clothes were instantly drenched.
The watercress soup was hot, and Han Zhoujing "hissed" and quickly stood up and shook his clothes.
A successful smile flashed across Xiao Dingzhao's lips, blinked, and apologized: "I have not healed from a serious injury, and I still owe some strength on my hands. It is not good for me to accidentally soil Han Qing's clothes."
Han Zhoujing barely smiled, "It's fine to change clothes."
Pei Chuchu followed and got up, took a handkerchief to wipe the watercress chives on Hanzhou Jing's clothes, and frowned, "Go back to the house first. I'll ask the people in the temple for a set of clean clothes."
She nodded towards Xiao Dingzhao and left with Han Zhoujing.
The corners of Xiao Dingzhao's lips raised badly, and then he laughed: "Sister, look at Han Zhou Jing's embarrassed. He is also worthy of me grabbing a woman?!"
The beautiful girl who is as bright as the moon in the mountains, also has crooked eyebrows, and her small face is hard to conceal the black spirit. She worshiped: "Brother Emperor, the most powerful."
"That is! Father taught that our brothers and sisters must not suffer!"
The siblings continued to eat the fast food contentedly.
the other side.
Pei Chuchu asked for a set of clothes for the monk and sent it to Han Zhoujing himself.
She waited outside the house for a while, and heard Han Zhoujing invite her in. Knowing that he had changed his clothes, she walked into the monastery with the hand warmer prepared in the morning.
Looking up, I saw Han Zhoujing standing under the blue screen window.
Lang Jun wore a clean and tidy monk's robe, set against the clumps of green bamboo outside the window, and his eyes were as clear as jade when he smiled.
Pei Chuchu stepped forward and handed him the hand warming stove: "It is cold in the mountains, and there is no earth dragon in the meditation house. I am afraid that you will be frozen after changing clothes. A small hand stove is prepared for you in advance, so you can warm your hands."
Han Zhoujing took it: "Thank you, Miss Pei."
Pei Chuchu took out a small porcelain bottle from his wide sleeves again: "I just remembered that I brought a golden sore medicine with me. Is your scald serious? Do you need medicine?"
Han Zhoujing glanced at the golden sore medicine, then raised his eyes and stared at the girl.
With complicated emotions passing through his eyes, he took the medicine for the golden sore: "Miss Pei treats me very well."
Pei Chuchu smiled faintly.
She wanted to be the young lady of Guanshan Academy, but she couldn't do him better.
She has been in the palace for many years and is used to seeing people's warmth. If she really wants to please others, it is really very simple.
Han Zhoujing asked Pei Chuchu to sit in front of the case, and then took a plate of snacks to sit next to her: "I haven't finished the fast food. I'm afraid Miss Pei is hungry, so you should eat some snacks first."
He watched Pei Chuchu sip his snacks and couldn't help asking: "I'm not afraid of Miss Pei's jokes. I always feel that the emperor seems to have a prejudice against me. Girl Pei serves the emperor all the time, do you know that the emperor is like this to everyone? ?"
Pei Chuchu's eating movements slowed down.
The emperor to Hanzhou Jing...
There is indeed a lot of malice.
I don't know why.
However, this cannot be said truthfully.
She pondered for a moment, and whispered: "The emperor's temper has always been moody, but now it's still a child's character, you don't have to worry about it at all."
Han Zhou Jing breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good."
He accompanied Pei Chuchu with snacks and unknowingly finished the plate of flower cakes together. Seeing that there was only the last piece left on the plate, the two looked at each other.
Han Zhou Jingwen said: "Miss Pei, please."
Pei Chuchu shook his head: "Young Master Han, please."
Han Zhoujing thought for a while, picked up the flower cake and broke it into two, smilingly handed it to Pei Chuchu half.
After using the flower cake, Han Zhoujing saw that Pei Chuchu's cheek was stained with flower cake crumbs, so he pointed to his cheek: "Here."
Pei Chuchu was stunned: "What?"
The Zen room is quiet and quiet.
The pink girl sits on the floor, her skirt and long crow green hair covered with reed mats, her small face is like a noodle with delicate flowers and hibiscus, her ignorant expression looks pure and beautiful.
Han Zhoujing was a little moved.
He smiled gently, and suddenly he held the girl's white and tender jaw, bowed his head and kissed her gently, which happened to kiss away the crumb of the flower cake.
Pei Chuchu's pupils shrank instantly.
Outside the window.
Xiao Dingzhao, who had run out of fast food, stood under the corridor.
He had a full meal. He had come to Pei Chuchu to see the snow scene with great interest, but he did not expect to hit this scene.
The boy's chest heaves violently.
The handsome face with red lips and white teeth, for a moment, was mixed with colors and colors.
The hands trapped in his wide sleeves suddenly squeezed, and he gritted his teeth: "Han Zhou Jing..."
He was about to enter the house when a soft white hand suddenly grabbed the corner of his sleeve.
Xiao Mingyue's face is serious: "Take out of wisdom."
Xiao Dingzhao raised his eyebrows.
...
The atmosphere in the Zen room is ambiguous.
Although Pei Chuchu is very sophisticated in human relationships, he has never experienced male and female emotions. After being kissed, his cheeks are slightly red and the heart beating violently, so he dare not look directly at Han Zhoujing's eyes.
Such a shyness, falling in the eyes of Han Zhoujing, made him even more moved.
His gaze shifted downward and fell on Pei Chuchu's blushing lips.
The big palm groped over the back of Pei Chuchu's delicate hand, and he slowly lowered his head, trying to kiss the girl's lips.
Pei Chuchu frowned slightly, subconsciously wanting to avoid it, but thought of going out of the palace to marry someone, and held it back for a long time, only hanging his eyelashes motionless.
Seeing Han Zhoujing was about to kiss, a guard suddenly rushed in: "Miss Pei, something is not good, your majesty's wound has suddenly opened. Go and take a look!"
Pei Chuchu was stunned: "Is the wound open?"
Regardless of having a love affair with Han Zhou Jing, she hurriedly got up with her skirt in her skirt, nodded towards Han Zhou Jing, and trot out.
Being brought into the carriage by the guards, Xiao Dingzhao lay on the small couch, pale and terribly pale.
Pei Chuchu was anxious: "Didn't the wound heal well? Why is it suddenly serious again?"
Seeing that Xiao Dingzhao was only twisting her small face in pain, as if she could not even make a sound, she immediately ordered: "There is no doctor in the mountain, so set off to the camp immediately!"
The carriage drove slowly towards the camp.
In a carriage that followed, Xiao Mingyue fiddled with a box of pearl cream for skin whitening, her face calm, and her eyes smiling.
"Sister Pei... belongs to Brother Huang."
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Good night