Chapter 81 Different Bai Qi

Qiu Yao's imagination of Bai Qi should be as fierce as Shura, but what Bai Qi did in the next two days forced her to change her original idea.

In fact, Bai Qi is very handsome, with sword-like facial features. Unlike traditional beautiful men, he has a long-lasting toughness and courage, which is a peerless demeanor soaked with blood, which is daunting.

The invincible general is naturally thoughtful. If this thought is used to treat a woman, the effect is naturally significant. Qiu Yao finds that Bai Qi is so busy that it is difficult to meet him, but when it comes to meal time, he will always bring the domestic slave with the food into the room on time. He doesn't say much during the banquet, but the words are transparent. The concern made her feel warm.

But Qiu Yao still did not dare to take it lightly. On the one hand, she was afraid of his horrible name of the god of war, and on the other hand, it was because his attitude changed on the day he woke up. Obviously, she can get such treatment now largely because Bai Qi knew that she had lost her amnesia. It can be seen that there was something wrong with the owner of the body and Bai Qi before. A pleasant entanglement.

She doesn't think that Bai Qi is completely sincere to her now, but once such a handsome and delicate man cares about people, it's really unbearable. The fixed expression when he said "I'm your husband" often comes to her mind. Whenever Qiu Yao questions the back of his tenderness. When it is connotation, it will always be diverted by his tenderness.

Mrs. Jinghua must be good at medical skills, otherwise she will not be respected by Bai Qi. When Qiu Yao talked to her, she did not mention anything except to explain her questions about her body. Qiu Yao is no longer boring, but she can feel that Bai Qi, Mrs. Jinghua, and maybe there are other things in this house. Some people are hiding something from themselves.

On the day of departure, Bai Qi's body was not yet well. Bai Qi personally helped her in the carriage, which made Qiu Yao a little flattered. The moment before the curtain fell, she inadvertently looked up, but found that one of the crowd waiting for Bai Qi was looking at her. The man was dressed in black and his face was cold, but it made her feel An inexplicable sense of familiarity.

The curtain cut out the sight. Bai Qi turned around and followed Qiu Yao's previous sight to see Sima Jin, who bowed his head. Then he slowly passed by him and silently walked to the front of the queue and got on the horse.

Qiu Yao sat in the carriage with the baby in her arms and thought carefully about what had happened in the past three days.

Xianyang City didn't seem to be close to where she was. It took four or five days for the group to get to the capital of the Qin Dynasty. The early spring was still cold. On the day she arrived at the destination, Xianyang City was full of sand and dust, and passers-by covered their faces. Qiu Yao raised her sleeves and covered her face. The sand was dazzling. She couldn't lift it at all. He looked at the plaque on the door and lowered his head to follow the waiter. He only felt that the house was much bigger than the previous one.

It was lunch time. Qiu Yao thought that Bai Qi would come over, but she only saw the waiter walking to the room with the food. A man finished the meal as if he had lost something. Finally, he couldn't help asking where Bai Qi was going. The maid replied that she had gone to the palace and answered sullenly. Qiu Yao sat at the table with the baby in her arms and looked at the furnishings in the room. Play with the child in your arms.

"Has the general ever named this child?"

The maid shook her head.

"What about the nickname?"

Still shaking his head.

Qiu Yao frowned slightly. There is no full moon wine and no nickname. It seems that Bai Qi really doesn't like this child. "Then I'll give you a nickname. What's the name..."

Qiu Yao looked down at the cute little face and nodded her little nose that had just been cold and red with her hand. "Call it Ali, well, little Ali~"

Little Ali ignored his painstaking mother. He slept soundly and spit out a bubble with his nose.

Qiu Yao was ashamed and took a handkerchief to wipe his nose. "What's the reaction... Then you think you like this nickname very much," she turned around and looked at the girl behind her with a speechless smile. "In the future, I will call him Ali, the fox's civet."

The maid curled her lips and said yes, but in her heart, she was slandering why Qiu Yao named her son with such an indecent thing.

Qiu Yao tossed the sleeping kid and couldn't get any response for a long time, so she had to put him into the soft big ** with interest to let him sleep peacefully.

I wanted to go out for a walk, but it was full of wind and sand outside. Qiu Yao turned back to the room with some a sense of anger, and suddenly flashed in her mind.

"Help me get some needles, threads, rags and scissors."

The maid looked suspiciously at Qiu Yao, who was suddenly excited, and then walked out of the room with a response. It took a long time to come back, holding a needle and thread wooden box in her hand, but there was dust all over her body.

"I'm sorry to trouble you," Qiu Yao smiled and stretched out her hands to make a gesture - "Help me cut these cloth into square pieces of this size together."

Qiu Yao sat down at the table and pulled the maid to beat up together.

"Sit down." Qiu Yao picked up the needle and thread and looked up at the maid. As a result, she was still motionless after saying that. She couldn't help curling her lips depressedly, put down the things in her hand and turned around the maid and forced her to sit on the chair. "You can sit down. Anyway, there are no outsiders here. Even if there are outsiders, it's nothing. I'm here."

The maid was stagnant and didn't say anything more. She began to help Qiu Yao cut the cloth. Qiu Yao folded three thin cloths of the same size and sewed them together with needles, and then folded them into one with two strands of thread and sewed the two ends of the cloth. At first, she didn't understand what Qiu Yao was pounding, until Qiu Yao put the cloth into Her face was blindfolded, and the thread was hooked to her ear, and she immediately understood what she was doing.

"This is called a mask. Let people do it according to my method. Although it is a little rough, it can be dustproof. If possible, it is better to do more for people in need, such as those vendors who go out to do business." Qiu Yao said angrily with her handmade mask, and her delicate eyebrows bent into a crack.

The maid's heart moved slightly, got up and bent down to Qiu Yao, "I'll let them do it now."

Qiu Yao nodded, took off her mask and turned to look at the sleeping Ali. Suddenly, she heard that the maid who had just walked out suddenly said, "General."

Looking back, I happened to see two people walking into the room one after the other.

Bai Qi obviously just came back from the palace. His official uniform was stained with dust. The man in black behind him still kept his head down and wore silver armor outside his deep clothes.

"What is this?" Bai Qi picked up the mask on the table and looked at it.

"This is called a mask," Qiu Yao took the mask in his hand and put it on her face. "You see, so that people don't have to be afraid of the yellow sand all over the sky when they go out."

Bai Qi looked at the mask on Qiu Yao's face, with a trace of imperceptible complexity in his eyes. Then he smiled and walked to Qiu Yao to help her take off the mask on her face. Madam is really clever."

Qiu Yao was rarely praised by Bai Qi. For a moment, she was a little complacent, "It's just a small skill of carving insects. I know a lot."

"Oh?" Bai Qifeng's eyes narrowed, looked at Sima Jin, who was silent behind him, and then asked a question that made Qiu Yao lose color in an instant.