Wearing the Duke's Mansion, he was scrambling to save his life

After Qiao Xiaoxi finished speaking, he stood up suddenly and walked to Liang Hongying's side.

He bowed slightly, leaned close to Liang Hongying's ear, and whispered softly, "I, Qiao Xiaoxi, am the 100th one. My life is now like it is tied to this hair. If I am not careful, I will die!"

Qiao Xiaoxi stretched out her slender jade fingers, gently picked up a strand of hair, and smiled.

Prince Jing opened his eyes wide, deep as a pool of water, stared at Qiao Xiaoxi, and said slowly: "Xixi, I am willing to turn into your white dragon horse, accompany you through the calamities of this life, and protect you for the rest of your life."

"Brother Prince Jing, this is absolutely not allowed." Qiao Xiaoxi laughed and shook her head, "The current emperor has only two princes, one is sunny and free-spirited, and the other is melancholy and introverted. You two are the pillars of the country and the cornerstone of the society!"

Qiao Xiaoxi still had a bright smile on her face and continued, "Although there were many handsome men in ancient times, none of them were my type."

Sister, you can’t get married and have children in this ancient time.

This is a case of body travel, it's ridiculous.

Qiao Xiaoxi picked up the bowl and drank the wine in it.

I looked up at the bright moon hanging in the night sky and couldn't help but exclaim: "What a beautiful moon!"

At this moment, Li Bai's famous poem "Drinking Alone Under the Moon" emerged in Qiao Xiaoxi's mind, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Qiao Xiaoxi raised the bowl in her hand, facing the moon, and chanted softly: "I raise my cup to invite the bright moon, and my shadow and I become three people."

Qiao Xiaoxi lowered her head, looked at her own shadow on the ground, smiled happily and said: "Haha, isn't this just three people drinking together?"

After saying that, Qiao Xiaoxi raised her head again and continued to appreciate the beautiful moonlight.

At this moment, Prince Jing on the side suddenly said, "Xixi, why don't you write a poem?"

Qiao Xiaoxi turned to look at Prince Jing, then looked up at the big full moon, and replied cheerfully: "Okay, then I will sing a poem written by my master, but I can't compose my own."

Liang Hongying, who was standing nearby, heard this and looked at Qiao Xiaoxi, saying with a smile, "Madam is so talented, why does she need to use Master as a shield?"

Qiao Xiaoxi shook her head gently and said seriously: "Oh! This is my master's work, how can I take it as my own? If Qiao Xiaoxi really does this, it is stealing! Stealing other people's articles is a great shame!"

Qin Ziming, who was standing at the side, slightly curved his beautiful peach blossom eyes, with a teasing smile on his lips: "Okay, Xixi, I admit that the poems were all written by Master Xixi! Quickly recite one of Master's poems for you brothers to listen to, so that you can appreciate it too."

Qiao Xiaoxi nodded, and then sang softly:

"When will the bright moon come? Ask the sky for wine.

I don’t know what the palace is, but what year is it.

I want to go back by the wind, and fear Qiong Lou Yuyu,

The height is not cold.

Dancing with shadows, how is it like being in the human world? "

Qiao Xiaoxi's voice is clear and pleasant, like the sound of nature. She interprets Su Shi's "Water Melody" to perfection.

Every word is full of emotion, making people feel as if they are on that moonlit night, feeling the poet's thoughts on life and his yearning for a better life.

Then, Qiao Xiaoxi continued to chant:

"Turn around the Zhu Pavilion, look down at the Qihu, and the light will keep you awake.

There should be no hatred, why is it going to other times?

People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is cloudy and sunny.

This matter is hard to come by.

Nung, moon and new moon. "

As the last sentence fell, there was silence all around, and everyone was moved by Qiao Xiaoxi's soulful recitation.

A hint of surprise flashed across Qin Ziming's eyes.

Qiao Xiaoxi, who is usually innocent and lovely, can interpret the artistic conception of this poem so perfectly.

After Qiao Xiaoxi opened her red lips and sang the last line, she felt a deep sense of tiredness.

My body fell backwards uncontrollably, my eyes gradually closed, and I was dragged into sleep by an invisible force.

At this moment, Zhao Wudi flashed and leaped behind Qiao Xiaoxi as quickly as a ghost.

Zhao Wudi stretched out his strong arms and steadily supported Qiao Xiaoxi's body which was about to fall.

Zhao Wudi carefully wrapped Qiao Xiaoxi tightly with his cloak, held Qiao Xiaoxi in his arms, and walked towards the tent not far away.

On the way, Qiao Xiaoxi tried hard to open her heavy eyelids, and in her blurry vision, Zhao Wudi's stern face appeared.

"Ice face!" Qiao Xiaoxi murmured.

I tried to raise my hand and touch this always cold man, but my arms felt heavy and weak as if they were filled with lead.

"When you see a good-looking man, just say you like him! Qiao Xiaoxi, if you leave me, you will end up in a pig cage sooner or later." Zhao Wudi's voice was still cold and ruthless, with an unquestionable majesty.

Qiao Xiaoxi was drunk, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised, outlining a charming smile.

The watery almond eyes curved into a crescent shape, and she said with a smile: "Master, promiscuous love is lewd, and you will be thrown into a pig cage; but liking someone is not lewd, so why should you be thrown into a pig cage?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Qiao Xiaoxi rubbed against Zhao Wudi's warm embrace like a well-behaved cat, and after finding a comfortable position, she stopped moving.

Seeing this, Zhao Wudi sighed helplessly, gently placed Qiao Xiaoxi on the couch, and carefully covered her with a quilt.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, looking at the person sleeping in front of him, Zhao Wudi's eyes became blurred, with a hint of pity and a bit of confusion.

Zhao Wudi looked at this clean and beautiful face and sighed in his heart, Qiao Xiaoxi, where are you from?

What is the purpose of coming here!

Qiao Xiaoxi, what do you mean by love? What is liking?

Zhao Wudi reached out and gently brushed away Qiao Xiaoxi's messy hair.

"Qiao Xiaoxi, no matter where you come from, what your identity is, or what your purpose is, I am willing to protect you!"

Qiao Xiaoxi slept for another three days.

When I opened my eyes, my body was swaying as if I was lying in a cradle.

Is this on a carriage?

After sitting in a carriage for nearly twenty days, this rhythm has become a muscle memory!

The kicking and clattering sounds behind the car were from Xuanfeng.

Qiao Xiaoxi sat up and drew aside the curtain on the carriage.

Zhao Wudi glanced at Qiao Xiaoxi coldly: "Drunk girl, don't drink anymore."

Qiao Xiaoxi smiled brightly: "Master, I'm not drunk, I'm just sleeping."

Zhao Wudi said coldly: "Qiao Xiaoxi, from now on, keep your mouth shut. You will die from this mouth sooner or later!"

Qiao Xiaoxi touched his mouth and said, "Master, did I say something I shouldn't have said?"

"When you speak next time, remember your identity. I'm from the Anguo Mansion, the young master's wife, and a married woman!" Zhao Wudi held his head high.

Qiao Xiaoxi said with a smile: "Go ahead and give your name to Chaoyang! Childhood sweethearts, prince and princess, I won't be the third one."