Quick Wear: The Stupid Beauty is Forced to Become a Heartthrob

Chapter 224 Princess Marriage 4 Jiaojiao is so timid

He spoke with full energy and deliberately amplified his voice, so the lamb vaguely heard something of it, nodded happily, and looked over with bright eyes.

Daiqin felt soft and a little uncomfortable. It turned out that she couldn't hear...

He thought again, how do the two communicate? Do they have to stand so close to each other and shout at each other every day? He doesn't understand what she says, so do they rely on words or gestures? Should he learn sign language...

At this time, the lamb's stomach rumbled and she was hungry.

Daiqin raised the corner of his mouth. Seeing that the person in front of him was still confused and couldn't hear the growling of his stomach, his heart almost melted.

Although Daiqin was the ruler of a country, he never liked to be served. He had a few servants around him, but they rarely served him personally. Most of the affairs were done by Daiqin himself.

Xiaoyang sat on the bed and watched Daiqin lower his head to look at his embroidered shoes, throw them aside, and then leave the tent.

Little Lamb: ? The shoes are gone?_?

In a few minutes he returned with a pair of riding boots and some clothes.

"come over."

After Daiqin finished speaking, he remembered that she couldn't hear him, so he waved his hand, and Jiaojiao slowly came to the bedside.

Her Central Plains clothes were thin and ill-fitting. The weather had turned cooler recently, and she was so delicate that she could only wear their grassland clothes to keep warm.

Daiqin opened the clothes in his hands and helped Xiaoyang put them on one by one, even helping him put on shoes and socks on his feet.

The lamb couldn't help but flinch when he touched its feet lightly, so he touched its feet more gently and more carefully.

Daiqin thought that the princesses from the Central Plains were brought up in pampering. It was heard that servants would wash them for them when they took baths, so they probably couldn't dress or wash themselves. Since he was married, he was not used to servants entering the main tent to serve him personally, so it was fine for him to do these things.

If it was Li Jingyue himself, he would have dodged because he was not used to being served, but now it was the lamb, and the lamb had been served a lot in the past, so he got used to it in a short while, and secretly looked at him with his bright big eyes.

When Daiqin looked over, she lowered her eyes quickly, "Hmm... the clothes are really beautiful..."

Daiqin: Jiaojiao is so timid, she is shy.

After Xiaoyang finished washing up in the main tent, Daiqin took her out of the tent.

The lamb couldn't hear any noise outside, so he wasn't prepared for a group of people to come and look at him.

Tall and strong men, many of whom had beards, looked over here curiously. Two of the maids who had followed her from Ningguo were like little mice among a group of cats. The two small ones were among these people, looking at the ground uncomfortably.

The lamb was startled and frightened by the scene, and subconsciously hid behind Daiqin.

Daiqin gently held the people behind him, with an unconscious smile on his face, and drove them away, "Go away, go do your own thing!"

The people of the grassland do not have a clear distinction between high and low status. Daiqin, as the king of the grassland and the overlord of one side, is usually very approachable. He does not observe any etiquette with his subordinates. Children on the street are not afraid of him, but they all take him as an example and are bound to become capable people like him in the future!

Everyone was curious and tried to see what this timid princess looked like, but she just hid behind the king like a little rabbit and wouldn't come out, with her entire body tightly blocked by the king.

Several big men teased their leader.

"Wang, how did you feel last night?"

"Look at this Princess Zhongyuan. She is so small. The king can probably lift her up with one hand."

"king--"

A few people wanted to say something else, but were stopped by Dai Qin, "What Princess Zhongyuan? She is the queen now. Don't hang around in front of her. She is timid and will be scared."

Several people looked at each other, and someone asked everyone's question: "Wang, do you like her?"

The little hand behind Daiqin was nervously grasping the corner of his clothes, as if he was her greatest support. Daiqin's heart was full of swelling. Facing their questions, he didn't say yes or no, but just said: "Don't worry about it, go!"

At this time, everyone understood why there was no answer, and they all became curious again. What does this princess from the Central Plains look like? She has become so infatuated with our king who has never been interested in women. She is really talented!

But Daiqin was already getting a little impatient. He felt the little hand behind him gripping him tighter and tighter, and he must be very nervous.

"Send some food in."

After saying this, Daiqin didn't go out to take her to eat, and they just ate in the tent.

One of the followers outside listened and started to prepare, while the others dispersed one by one, and it seemed that they were going to spread gossip.

The curtain of the tent was lowered, and the person behind her relaxed a little. Daiqin leaned close to her ear and told her in a voice neither too loud nor too soft not to be afraid, as they were not bad people.

The lamb felt a little itchy because of the sudden heat, and he shrank his neck and narrowed his eyes.

Daiqin was dazzled. From last night till now, his heart softened a little more with every passing hour. No matter what movements the Jiaojiao made in front of him, whether she was afraid or happy, frowned or behaved, every subtle expression seemed to grow on the tip of his heart and made him love her so much.

The lamb followed his example and sat cross-legged, not knowing what to do, just looking at him.

Daiqin came closer and whispered in his ear, "Are you hungry? There will be food soon."

Daiqin's Central Plains dialect was not very fluent, but at least the lamb could understand it. She could also understand the longer words if she thought about them. After hearing them, she nodded obediently and waited for her food.

I feel like an old lady with poor hearing...

Then the grassland food was served, each one very distinctive, such as hand-held meat, milk skin, beef noodles, fried rice, and hot milk.

Various breakfasts were served. The little lamb was so hungry that his eyes turned green, but he still waited patiently for Daiqin to start eating first. After all, this was someone else's territory.

Daiqin was not sure whether she was used to Beiyuan's food, but she did not bring the cook from Zhongyuan with her, so she pushed the breakfast to her.

The lamb picked up the hot milk closest to her and said, "Well, I won't be polite then?"

After drinking the hot milk, the lamb felt warm and full. It shuddered with comfort and started looking for the next food.

Daiqin breathed a sigh of relief, laughed heartily, and started eating.

There was a lot of beef noodles, in a huge bowl, almost as big as the lamb's face. The lamb happily ate half a bowl of noodles and was full, and then drank two sips of hot milk before stopping.

Daiqin couldn't help but reach out and wipe the white milk foam on the lamb's mouth with the soft cloth at hand.

The little girl lowered her eyebrows again and dared not look at him.

Daiqin was in a good mood. After finishing all the food on the table, he did not forget to eat the half bowl of noodles she had left.

The lamb looked at him with wide eyes and shook his head slightly to indicate that it was unclean.