Although Bai Hong's head was raised proudly, his heart had already floated to the good wine.

Bai Hong raised his eyebrows: "A mere jar of wine is like buying someone from me?"

"One jar of wine is too stingy." Nan Qiqi waved his hand and smiled, "How come there are one hundred and eighty jars."

Bai Hong's eyes lit up instantly, he sips the saliva from the corner of his mouth without a trace, a jar of a hundred-year-old wine is hard to find, not to mention a hundred and eighty jars, the royal family is really the royal family, and the shot is generous.

He has already made plans in his heart, and one day he will go to dig the wine cellar of the Southern Emperor, and put all those fine wines in his pocket.

Nan Qiqi stared at Bai Hong meaningfully: "How is it? Are you willing to accept me as your apprentice? My father's wine store has more than these things."

Nanzhou is located in the southern boundary, with a pleasant climate and lush vegetation. The wines brewed naturally are also rich in species. The sweet taste alone makes people drool.

Taking out a few altars and giving them to Bai Hong is nothing at all.

Bai Hong delays his saliva, his eyes are hesitant, and finally he reluctantly says: "I already have a candidate for an apprentice in my heart, so I can't accept the princess as my apprentice."

Nan Qiqi lowered her head in frustration. She raised her arm and looked at her hands blankly.

She doesn't want to drag anyone down, she wants to strengthen herself...

"But princess..." Bai Hong's voice changed, Nan Qiqi rekindled hope, like a sunflower greeting the rising sun, raised his head high.

Nan Qiqi was a little nervous: "Have you changed your mind and are ready to accept me as your apprentice?"

"Yes or no." Bai Hong left an ambiguous sentence.

Nan Qiqi scratched her head, but did not understand the meaning: "How do you say this?"

"I gave you the practice of Qinggong, but I won't teach you what I have learned in my life." Bai Hong clenched his fists, and said later on for the sake of a good wine, ethics and so on.

Nan Qiqi was overjoyed and almost jumped up from the ground: "So you are willing to be my teacher..."

"Don't talk nonsense!" Bai Hong interrupted Nan Qiqi's words, "I just taught you a practice, so I can't be regarded as the princess' master, but only a transaction. You give me fine wine, and I teach you Qinggong, the two are incompatible. owe."

Nan Qiqi doesn't care about fame and so on, even if she doesn't accept her as a disciple, she doesn't need to be so restrained in the future.

Although she has no foundation, as long as she can learn a little bit of superficial kung fu, she can escape from any trouble in the future.

Escape is also a kind of knowledge, as the saying goes, 36 strategies are the best strategy.

In the future, with light power in hand, she can't beat or run, so don't try to stop her yearning for freedom with a mere wall.

"Then you will wait for me at the back mountain from tomorrow. I will teach you Qinggong. How well you learn depends on your own good fortune. You still have to give me the fine wine." Bai Hong's eyes were full of fine wine. In the deep mountains and old forests, they are about to become monks.

Nan Qiqi agreed: "Okay."

After the two parted ways, the figure of a little maid flashed behind a tree not far from their conversation. It was an unfamiliar face, with an emerald green ribbon hanging from her wrist.

Situ Ling's wounds had been bandaged, and her body was wrapped in white gauze. Nan Qiqi was very heartbroken when she saw this appearance. Even though the doctor said that Situ Ling was fine, she was still reluctant to leave.

She stayed by Situ Ling's side all the time, carefully observing his every move, hoping that he would show signs of awakening.

The female official on the side watched all this, and she said worriedly: "Princess, go and rest first, the servants will guard this place. If Prince Situ wakes up, the servants will see you again."

Nan Qiqi didn't want to leave, so she just wanted to keep staring at Situ Ling: "It's okay, you go down first. I'll be here to watch him wake up. If he doesn't wake up today, I won't be able to sleep either."

Nan Qiqi squatted in front of Situ Ling's bed, resting her head on her head and quietly staring at Situ Ling's sleeping face, she couldn't help but reach out and poked his face.

I didn't expect this guy to be so arrogant and annoying when he was awake, but when he fell asleep, he was as cute and cute as a child. His skin was so good, really wanted to pinch his face.

She kept thinking about it in her heart, but she didn't expect that her hands would actually move, so she pinched Situ Ling's face carefully.

Well, soft and smooth, really didn't expect a big man's skin to be better than hers.

After pinching, she was not satisfied. Seeing that Situ Ling was sleeping soundly, she reached out and pinched again.

Nan Qiqi's heart was dark, and he let him bully her openly and secretly at ordinary times. Now is a good time for her to take revenge.

Nan Qiqi showed a little arrogant smile: "Haha, let you bully me at ordinary times."

She only cares about pinching her face for a while, and pinching her face all the time, without noticing the slight movement of Situ Ling's fingers.

"Hahaha..." Nan Qiqi was still laughing out loud, but the next moment her laughter got stuck in her throat, she looked at the hand on her wrist in horror.

It is a hand that is clearly slender and jadelike.

"Is it enough?" A sullen voice sounded.

Nan Qiqi trembled all over, and slowly raised her head to look at Situ Ling, but she forgot to take back the hand on his face.

Situ Ling frowned and stared at her tightly, a little dissatisfied and disgusted.

"Don't you take your hand back? How much oil do you want to wipe me?"

"Oh" Nan Qiqi realized that her hand was still on Situ Ling's face, she withdrew her hand embarrassingly, lowered her head and did not dare to look directly into Situ Ling's eyes.

There were two obvious finger marks left on Situ Ling's face. He propped up the bed with his arms and slowly stood up. After a long time, he fell heavily on the bed and no longer struggled.

Seeing Nan Qiqi hanging her head down and doing nothing, she began to call her: "Is the princess feeling guilty about my injury?"

Nan Qiqi nodded like pounding garlic: "Mmmm! I'm super guilty!"

Situ Ling narrowed his brows, making people unable to guess his emotions, he asked again, "Princess don't need to blame herself..."

Nan Qiqi thought he would say something touching, but didn't expect it to be followed by, "Princess just take care of me. For example, I want to drink water now."

Nan Qiqi: "..."

She has never been so speechless in her life, can't she be a bit more direct and have to be so euphemistic.

"it is good."

Nan Qiqi worked tirelessly to pour water and tea, and personally fed the cakes into Situ Ling's mouth, just because he said he had a wound on his arm and couldn't move.

She rolled her eyes helplessly, not knowing who grabbed her arm with such force just now, and it still hurts now, how could she not even be able to pick up a piece of cake in a blink of an eye.

Situ Ling showed a triumphant smile, Nan Qiqi sighed, what can do.

Since you have promised, you have to work hard.

Situ Ling tossed abruptly until the middle of the night. He wanted tea and cakes for a while, and asked Nan Qiqi to take out her collection of words for him to read.