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In the evening, Xuan Kui arranged everything before resting. Xuan Hua refused to leave and wanted to sleep with her mother.

Early the next morning, the tribesmen sent by Xuan Kui left the village, dressed as Guangnan people, and went around the road to Guangnan to find out the news.

Qin Shuhuang also woke up early in the morning.

Although Xuan Kui arranged for her the best bamboo building for hospitality, Qin Shuhuang was still not used to sleeping.

The climate in southern Xinjiang is humid, and there are many mosquitoes at night. Although the bamboo building has good air permeability, it is not soundproof. Before dawn, Qin Shuhuang can hear the sounds of the southern Xinjiang people outside getting up early in the morning to work and talk.

If you can't sleep, just get up.

Perhaps he heard the noise inside, and a middle-aged woman's voice sounded outside the door.

"Your Highness, are you getting up? I am Feiyun sent by the chieftain to serve His Highness."

Qin Shuhuang was startled and called Feiyun in.

After a while, a smartly dressed middle-aged woman from southern Xinjiang opened the door and walked in.

This woman named Feiyun is younger than Muyun, probably in her early thirties.

Holding the tray in one hand and the food box in the other, she walked into the room, put down the food box, and walked to the bed with the tray.

"Your Highness, the chieftain has prepared some clothes for you, but I don't know if they fit. You try them on first. If there is anything inappropriate, I can change them now."

Feiyun smiled without saying anything, which was very pleasing to others.

Qin Shuhuang nodded and took the clothes. Feiyun stood up and went to the washbasin stand next to him to prepare face wash for Qin Shuhuang.

Since entering the Nanjiang Village, Qin Shuhuang has not seen anyone from Nanjiang who specializes in serving people, even in Xuan Kui's bamboo house. Now Feiyun, who came in to wait on her, actually knows the order in which maids from wealthy families in the capital serve people. and rules.

Qin Shuhuang smiled, fearing that Feiyun was not just good at serving people.

Even the chieftain Xuankui in the Nanjiang village couldn't get Han clothes for Qin Shuhuang at once. The clothes Feiyun sent were all women's clothes of the Nanjiang tribe.

The skirt is tight and narrow, reaching to the ankles. The top is slanted to highlight the feminine lines. It is also tight and narrow. The collar and sleeves are embroidered with complex horizontal stripes. The accessories on the hair are various silver jewelry. The higher you are, the more silver jewelry you need to wear.

The Xuan Kui I saw yesterday was wearing a huge ornate silver crown on her head.

With no choice, Qin Shuhuang could only wear the female clothes of the Southern Xinjiang tribe for the time being.

After washing, he changed into it under Feiyun's service.

Xuan Kui has a good taste, and the clothes she chose fit Qin Shuhuang just right. Only the cuffs are a little wide, but that doesn't matter.

The clothes of the women of the Southern Xinjiang ethnic group highlight the female figure. Qin Shuhuang, who used to wear palace skirts or ordinary clothes, did not show it yet. Now she puts on the tight Nanjiang dress, which immediately exposes all the lines that she usually hides. .

Even Feiyun couldn't help but praise after seeing it: "If Your Highness were a girl from our southern Xinjiang, I don't know how many flowers from the warriors of southern Xinjiang you would receive at the moon worship party."

It was the first time for Qin Shuhuang to wear this kind of southern Xinjiang clothing. He was already feeling uncomfortable, and after listening to Feiyun's words, he couldn't help but blush.

Feiyun covered his mouth and smiled, "Since Your Highness is dressed like this, why not also style your hair like our southern Xinjiang women?"

Qin Shuhuang nodded.

Otherwise, wearing southern Xinjiang women's clothes but with Han hair would look nondescript.

The hairstyle of women in southern Xinjiang is quite simple. They braid the temples and tie them together to the back of the head, then wrap them into a bun, and then add various silver jewelry on the hairpins.

Feiyun brought so much silver jewelry that if he had to plug it all in, he would probably twist his neck if he tilted his head.

Qin Shuhuang didn't use it. She took a silver walking stick and put it in her bun.

Feiyun saw this and did not stop him. He only chose a pair of simple silver earrings for Qin Shuhuang to wear.

"It's just right for Your Highness to dress like this, noble and elegant."

After eating the southern Xinjiang-style court food, Qin Shuhuang went next door to check on Xuan Cang.

When Long Jia looked up and saw Qin Shuhuang dressed up like this, he immediately lowered his head and did not dare to take another look.What a joke, if the Lord knew that he saw His Highness dressed like this, he wouldn't give him any shoes to wear.

Qin Shuhuang asked Xuan Cang about last night.

Longjia said respectfully: "Back to Your Highness, Commander Xuan Cang got a little feverish in the middle of the night, but everything else is fine."

Qin Shuhuang nodded and ordered Long Jia to cook the medicine. Feiyun stayed at the door and guarded it while she went in to take Xuan Cang's pulse.

There was finally no more bumps last night, and Xuan Cang's condition was much better.

The two wounds on his body are also gradually healing.

It's just that the seven-star Gu situation in the body has become more serious. The sooner it can be resolved, the better.

I guess Xuan Cang will wake up today.

Thinking of Xuan Kui's instructions, Qin Shuhuang glanced at Xuan Cang lying on the bed, blushing and nervous.

Soon, Long Jia brought the cooked soup over.

Long Jia supported Xuan Cang and leaned half against the bed. Qin Shuhuang fed Xuan Cang rice soup first and then medicine.

After drinking rice soup and medicine, Xuan Cang's condition improved again.

Qin Shuhuang did not leave the room and asked Feiyun to get some books about southern Xinjiang and read them at the table in the room.

Qin Shuhuang did not leave the room until dinner time in the evening.

Feiyun quickly walked into the room and asked, "Your Highness, it's dinner time. Tosi invites you to come over and have dinner together."

Qin Shuhuang raised his head from the desk and looked at Feiyun, then shook his head, "Thank you for your chieftain's kindness for me, and I won't go today. I will wait for your chieftain's people to come back and see what happens."

Feiyun didn't expect Qin Shuhuang to refuse directly. He was startled before saying, "Then I will send dinner to His Highness's room."

Qin Shuhuang lowered his head again and looked at the books in front of him. While reading, he said, "No, bring dinner here. I'll rest here tonight."

Now Feiyun could no longer hide the surprise in his eyes and looked up at Qin Shuhuang in surprise.

After not hearing Feiyun's voice for a moment, Qin Shuhuang raised his head and looked at Feiyun. Only then did Feiyun come back to his senses and responded quickly.

Dinner was brought quickly.

Knowing that Qin Shuhuang was still sick, the dinner sent by Feiyun was light.

Bamboo tube rice, lean meat porridge, lemongrass grass carp, and several stir-fried vegetables.

Seeing that Qin Shuhuang had been in Xuan Cang's room, Long Jia asked Feiyun to ask for another room, and did not bother him again except to deliver soup and medicine.

After eating, he fed Xuan Cang lean meat porridge and decoction. After resting for a while, Qin Shuhuang asked Feiyun to bring hot water in.

Although winter has entered in the Central Plains, the weather in southern Xinjiang is still sultry.

It was okay for her to sit at the window and read all day long, but Xuan Cang lay in bed all day and night without the wind, and his body had been wet with sweat many times. If he wanted his injuries to heal quickly, he had to wipe them and change them frequently.

After adding warm water, Qin Shuhuang skillfully helped Xuan Cang take off his shirt and wiped his face first.

Xuan Cang has a sharp face and sharp eyebrows. If it weren't for the scar on his forehead, he would be a naturally handsome man.

Qin Shuhuang looked at Xuan Cang's face and gently wiped the fine sweat on his face. After wiping, he couldn't help but touch Xuan Cang's thick eyelashes and eyebrows.

After wiping his face, he helped Xuan Cang clean the wound and change the wound dressing.

Finally, I helped him wipe his body.

The warm cloth rubbed against his chest, and Xuan Cang's hand hanging by the bed suddenly moved. (End of chapter)