Chapter 107 Sweet Daily Life
It seemed that everything had gotten better since they had communicated with each other. Qingwu's small clinic in the palace had taken shape, and she had prepared a variety of common medicinal herbs.
Xiao Ji even asked the carpenter from Hedong Village to make a medicine cabinet for her. Although it was not as good as the one in the Imperial Hospital, it was sturdy and durable and did not cause any problems.
Qingwu was sorting through the newly arrived herbs when she saw Aunt Zhang walk into the clinic carrying a bamboo basket covered with a blue cloth. She quickly put down the medicine grinder and went to meet her. "Aunt Zhang, is your headache still there?"
Aunt Zhang had just seen her a few days ago. Qingwu gave her a few injections and prescribed some medicine. Now she came again, and Qingwu thought she was not well yet.
Aunt Zhang smiled and shook her head, putting the bamboo basket on the table. "My lady, you misunderstood. Your medical skills are excellent. My headache was gone that night."
After these two months, the villagers of Hedong Village have become much more familiar with Qingwu. They used to respect and fear him, but now they get along with him like fellow villagers and neighbors.
As he spoke, he lifted the blue cloth, revealing six pairs of new shoes neatly arranged inside. "These are shoes for my wife."
Qing Wu thought it was sent by Aunt Zhang as a token of gratitude, and quickly waved his hand: "How can this be? Aunt Zhang has already paid for the consultation..."
"Oh, it wasn't a gift from the old woman," Aunt Zhang said with a smile. "It was your husband who specifically told me a few days ago that your shoes would wear out quickly while you were picking herbs, and he was worried about hurting your feet. He asked a few of us to make a pair for each of you based on your feet. Please take a look and see if there's anything wrong with them."
Qingwu stood there in a daze, looking at the shoes that Aunt Zhang handed over. He took them subconsciously and could feel the fine stitching on the soles.
Looking closely, these shoes are different from ordinary shoes. The soles are thicker, as if they are afraid that she will be hurt by stones when walking. The uppers are just ordinary fine cloth, but the linings are slippery silk.
Seeing Qingwu stunned, Aunt Zhang couldn't help but laugh and teased, "This is what your husband asked for personally. The fine cloth outside is convenient for us, and the silk was also given by your husband. I'm just worried that it will hurt your feet."
Qingwu's ears felt slightly warm, and her heart was filled with sweetness. She was about to give the silver to her aunt, but her aunt waved her hand and said, "My husband has already given me money. I gave you three cents for a pair of shoes. I am grateful to you and your wife for giving us this income."
Three cents of silver is indeed a lot, not to mention that the material for the cloth shoes was provided by Xiao Ji. Although the aunt's workmanship is good, it is actually not worth much if it is sold outside. The shop outside can only charge one and a half cents for it at most.
However, Qingwu didn't intend to say anything. The people were poor, so what if he gave up some profits?
As she was lost in thought, she suddenly heard the familiar sound of a cane outside the door. When Qingwu looked over, Xiao Ji was leaning against the door frame, his peach blossom eyes full of smiles: "Qingqing, why don't you try it on?"
Qing Wu was startled and wanted to ask Xiao Ji why he didn't come over in a wheelchair, but considering that there were outsiders present, he could only say, "Let's try it now."
When she took off her shoes, she was still thinking that Xiao Ji was not afraid of being seen by spies when he came here. When her feet were put into the new shoes, her mind was instantly attracted by them. Qing Wu looked up in surprise, wondering how these shoes could fit her feet so well...
This expression made Aunt Zhang mistakenly think that there was something wrong with the shoes, and Qingwu quickly replied, "It's very good, it fits my feet very well... I just feel too comfortable."
Aunt Zhang was so happy that she couldn't stop smiling. She quickly tried to be humble. At this moment, Xiao Ji suddenly interrupted her, "Aunt Zhang, can you help me call the head of the village?"
Aunt Zhang was stunned, glanced at the two of them, and agreed tactfully, "Okay, then I'll go call the head of the village." She stepped out, and didn't forget to close the door before leaving.
Xiao Ji then came over with his crutches and asked Qing Wu with a smile, "Qingqing, do you think it fits you perfectly?"
The sun was shining brightly outside the window, shining through the west window onto the embroidered shoes, making the yellow-brown cloth look particularly warm.
Qing Wu nodded happily, and then thought of something and looked at Xiao Ji in surprise, obviously guessing something.
Xiao Ji put down his crutches and slowly walked over to her side to sit down. The newly made rattan bench suddenly sagged. Qing Wu couldn't help but say angrily, "There's a wooden bench over there. Why do you have to squeeze with me? What if it breaks?"
The boy didn't care about her grumbling and insisted on sitting with her. Once the two of them were sitting close together, he felt comfortable.
Then he said, "Because I thought there was something wrong with Qingqing before, but it was because of these shoes that I discovered that you were not Xi Qingtong."
Although the two confessed their feelings to each other that day, they did not go into too much detail. Qingwu only thought that her identity was exposed when she gave Xiao Xingzi acupuncture, but she never thought that it was a pair of shoes.
But it was precisely because of a pair of shoes that it was revealed how careful Xiao Ji was.
She and Xi Qingtong exchanged clothes in a hurry, and they only had twelve hours to enter the East Palace and the temporary palace, so naturally she could only wear Xi Qingtong's shoes. But after all, they did not grow up together and had different body shapes. Although their clothes were loose, they could wear each other's, but their shoes were a bit tight.
However, Qingwu thought that his feet were only a little bigger and he could stretch them out after wearing them for a while. Later, he was tidying up the yard and pulling weeds, which always made his shoes dirty, so he didn't want to make new shoes anymore. He just wanted to use his old shoes for a while, but he didn't expect that he could notice such a tiny problem.
Qingwu looked at Xiao Ji in a daze, with some emotion in her phoenix eyes. Meeting this look, Xiao Ji silently suppressed Baozhu's contribution and put it aside for now. Not to mention Baozhu or anything, he was just protecting that Zhu'er, cough cough.
The young man hugged her, rubbed her cheek, and took a deep breath of Qingwu's fragrance, finally satisfying his wish.
But she hadn't expected him to conceal the matter of the pearl. After being embraced by him for a moment, the girl suddenly asked, "Liu Lang, you have nothing better to do, why are you suddenly comparing my shoes?"
Xiao Ji's body stiffened. Before he could think of an excuse, the girl in his arms pushed him away and looked at him strangely, as if he had some strange habit.
In Qingwu's opinion, Xiao Ji, as the crown prince, probably never even wore shoes himself. How could he be so idle that he suddenly became curious about a girl's shoes? It could only be that...
Seeing that his reputation was about to be tarnished, Xiao Ji had no choice but to hand over the pearl reluctantly.
The young man didn't know what he looked like now. He was already tall, but he had to squeeze onto the short wicker stool, which made him look a little ridiculous. His mouth, which was always pursed, was now slightly pouting, and he was unhappy because he couldn't take all the credit to please her...
Looking at such a lively young man, the girl's eyes and brows gradually brightened. She leaned her elbows on her legs and looked at him with her head tilted, to see how long he would be depressed.
After Xiao Ji lowered his head to express his slight resentment, he looked up again and saw this scene.
The sunlight from the west window danced between the lady's eyebrows, turning the smile in her eyes into pieces of gold. She tilted her head to look at him, her smile gentle and sweet.
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