All-Rounded Strategy Game

On the first night of recovering from a man, Jiang Li's dreams were fragrant.

This was really an unexpected surprise to him. The only pity was that the mall did not have items that could restore Xiao Qiheng's legs.

The next day, he woke up early, and when he was extremely comfortable, he even gave a kind smile to the path that had been complaining for a long time, and laughed the path in a panic, thinking that he wanted to do something else. , Looked back at him defensively one step at a time, and accidentally bumped his head on the door frame.

"Ouch." Upon seeing this, Jiang Li approached him very lovingly and cared for him: "Why is Xiaoluzi so careless? You fainted, right?"

Xiao Luzi was so dizzy, he waved his hand away, glaring at him: "You don't need to be kind."

"Okay." Jiang Li shrugged and watched him leave quickly, looking like he was afraid that he would catch up.

"Master host, why did you suddenly care about him?" The system asked in a puzzled way. Since the work of the two was swapped, Xiaoluzi can be said to hate Jiang Li to death. When he meets him in the yard on weekdays, the other party's expression is also extremely complex. He looked bad, and didn't understand how Jiang Li would take the initiative to step up to the relationship.

Jiang Li sighed: "I suddenly realized that I did something wrong before. Everyone is here, so don't be too harsh."

"Come here?" The system was stunned, and realized that he meant "eunuch", and there was a moment of silence, "It's good if you are happy."

"I'm in a good mood." Jiang Li stretched his waist and saw Mother Zhou coming from the other side, stretched out her hand and waved at the other side, and shouted: "Mother, happy new year!"

"Hey!" Mother Zhou replied with a smile, "Happy new year, happy new year."

Jiang Li walked over and gave Mother Zhou the wooden back scratcher and small massager that he exchanged with points in the system store yesterday, and said, "I made two gadgets for you to play with."

He can't say that he bought it by himself, after all, he can't go out of the palace, so he can only say that he made it by himself.

Mother Zhou gave a "yo" and looked at the delicate little thing in front of her: "What is this?"

"This one is for back scratching. You can use it to scratch your back where your fingers can't reach. This is for massage. You can try it." Jiang Li said as she showed her, these two things are convenient for the elderly. So when he exchanged it last night, he exchanged two more, and they specially gave it to Mother Zhou.

Mother Zhou gave it a try and found it was pretty easy to use. She was pleased with his thoughtfulness, with a kind smile on her face: "When Xiao Li grows up, she will respect her."

"It's good if you don't dislike it." Jiang Li smiled, "Where is Sister Cuiya?"

"Moving flowers in the main courtyard." Mother Zhou said.

"Then I will go find her."

After Jiang Li said that he was about to walk towards the main hall, Mother Zhou grabbed him, took out two ingots of silver from her sleeves, stuffed them into his hands, and said warmly: "Mother has nothing for you. Your heart is just like the New Year's Eve money given to you by your mother, and the new year will be smooth and prosperous."

Although the money is not much, it feels a little hot to put it in Jiang Li's hands.

Although Mother Zhou is an old man in the palace, since the death of Empress Shuyan, she took the initiative to apply for transfer to take care of the prince, and her bill has dropped a lot.

Jiang Li backhanded the silver back into her hand, and said with a smile: "The courtesy, this is considered my respect to you, Sister Cuiya, I'll go look for Sister Cuiya first."

Without waiting for her response, he ran to the main hall with oil on the soles of his feet.

Mother Zhou looked at him from behind, then looked at the silver in her hand, smiled and shook her head, and went on to do her own work.

When he arrived at the main courtyard, Jiang Li saw that Cui Ya was moving the rose flowers back and forth, rolled up his sleeves and went up to help. The two moved quickly.

Cuiya patted her palms and said to Jiang Li, "Thank you."

"What is Sister Cuiya doing so politely? Let me do this kind of rough work." Jiang Li also laughed and looked down at the rose on the ground.

The weather has been bad in the past few days. These roses have been kept indoors. Today, seeing the weather improved a lot, Cui Ya moved them out to see the sunshine.

Cuiya joked: "This is not okay, you are now the celebrity next to His Royal Highness, how can you do this kind of rough work."

Cuiya's words were completely ridiculing Jiang Li, without any jealousy. Jiang Li heard the words and waved his hands quickly, looking like he didn't dare to behave: "Sister's words are too raw. My sister often helps, so I can't help it."

This is true. I used to take care of the chores of the Qinghe Hall. Cui Ya saw that he was young, so he often went to help after finishing his own affairs, always taking care of him as a younger brother. .

Cui Ya laughed "poof": "If you have a conscience, let's talk about it, why did you come to me."

Jiang Li took out a small comb from his arms and handed it to her: "Today's first day of the new year, give my sister a small gift."

The small comb is polished very carefully, and the pattern of magnolia is engraved on it, and the word "Cui Bu" is engraved under the pattern. The pattern comes with the comb, but the word "Cui Ya" was engraved by Jiang Li last night. After all, it was given as a gift, so it takes a little thought.

Cui Ya is only eighteen years old this year, and she is still a little girl who just graduated from high school when she switched to modern times. She liked this little thing very much when she saw it. She took it with her hands and rubbed the pattern on it with her fingers lovingly. Jiang Li said, "It's so beautiful, do you really want to give it to me?"

"Well, a New Year's gift." Jiang Li said, "My mother-in-law said that the best-looking comb must be matched with the best-looking girl, and of course it will be given to my sister."

"At last it didn't hurt you for nothing." Cui Ya said, combing her bangs with a comb, she was very happy, but she soon became worried again, "Oh, I didn't prepare a gift for you."

Jiang Li waved his hand and said very generously: "I don't need the gift, please help me set the fire."

"no problem!"

The two chatted for a while, and Cuiya took the comb and left happily. When Jiang Li turned his head, he saw Xiao Qiheng at the entrance of the main hall. He was sitting in a wheelchair with his long hair draped and a coat on his shoulders.

Although the weather was a lot clearer today, the temperature was still very low. Jiang Li looked at him and didn’t know how long he had been sitting at the door. He quickly stepped forward and pushed him forward. Don’t be a slave, don’t catch a cold in such a cold day."

"Seeing you are having a good chat, I won't bother you alone." Xiao Qiheng said lightly.

He came out when Jiang Li gave Cuiya a comb just now, but he didn't interrupt the two aloud. After listening to the conversation between the two, he admired Jiang Li's ability to talk nonsense. .

In terms of appearance, Cuiya is nothing more than delicate, but Jiang Li can even say "the best-looking comb must go with the best-looking girl", which is really eye-opening for him. .

If this **** is a real man, you can't guarantee how many girls will be hooked up.

"Chinese New Year, it was meant to be happy." Jiang Li pushed him into the house and took a comb to help him comb his hair. After these days of tempering, he was able to smooth his bun.

Xiao Qiheng watched him pick up the comb, thought of the comb he had just given to Cui Ya, and snorted softly: "You will win people's hearts, but the maid will go out of the palace when she is old. Put away your side-by-side thoughts. ."

"Huh?" Jiang Li combed his hair, and realized what he meant. It was a little funny. "Sister Cuiya helped a lot of minions before. It's just a little bit of care to give her a comb. There is no other meaning. Now, I have prepared it for Brother Zhao, there is no way of thinking."

Give it to Mother Zhou? Even Zhao Qing has it?

Xiao Qiheng frowned, daring to be sent by everyone, right?

Thinking of teaching him reading and literacy, but even the status of some of the subordinates was inferior, Xiao Qiheng couldn't get up, feeling that the bunch of seemingly heart-wrenching words Jiang Li said last night was nothing but fart.

At this thought, his face inevitably turned dark again, and his face was somber and silent all the time.

It’s not a day or two that he likes to change his face. Jiang Li doesn’t care, he twists his hair, fixed it with one hand, reaches into his arms and takes out a wooden hairpin from it, and inserts it into the bun. :"All right."

Xiao Qiheng was silent, Jiang Li went to fetch water and wash him up, then waited for him to change his clothes and put the small heater in his hands.

After breakfast, Jiang Li saw that the weather was really good, and went to the yard to dry some of Xiao Qiheng's coat. Zhao Qing came over not long after he left.

Last night was New Year's Eve, Xiao Qiheng and Xu Zhaoqing went back to accompany the two elders at home to keep the old age. Zhao Qing ate breakfast early this morning and rushed back to work as a errand.

Zhao Qing saw the hairpin in Xiao Qiheng's hair at a glance.

Usually Xiao Qiheng uses jade hairpins or jade crowns. When Zhao Qing suddenly saw him change a wooden hairpin, he couldn't help but curious: "His Royal Highness, you are quite simple today."

Xiao Qiheng: "What do you mean?"

"It's the first time I saw you use a wooden hairpin." Zhao Qing pointed to his hair, "but it's pretty pretty."

Xiao Qiheng didn't know what he was talking about. He stretched out his hand to pull the hairpin from the bun, and found that it was indeed a wooden hairpin with an unknown bird carved on it. Although the texture was simple, it could be polished smoothly. It can be seen from the feel of the producer that the producer is very attentive.

When Jiang Lipan made his hair, he patronized his unbalanced heart and didn't pay attention to other things, so he didn't realize that the other party used such a hairpin for himself.

It doesn't seem to be too unconscionable.

Xiao Qiheng hooked the corner of his lower lip and inserted the hairpin back into his hair.

When Jiang Li came back from the outside and added tea to Xiao Qiheng, he found that his hairpin was crooked. Knowing that he had found it, he reached out and took the hairpin down to help him insert it again: "His Royal Highness, does the hairpin look good? The minion made it by himself."

This hairpin is different from the one given to other people. It was indeed made by him himself. It was only after a few cuts that he got such a barely satisfactory one.

Not bad, barely caught the eye.

Xiao Qiheng thought to himself, but said, "The craftsmanship is too bad."

Jiang Li knows his preferences well. If he really dislikes him, he will definitely not take it off and put it back on again: "The minion will temper a little bit, and I will be satisfied next time."

Xiao Qiheng was noncommittal, flipping through the book for a while, and suddenly said indifferently: "There are no outsiders here, so you don't need to call yourself a slave."

Jiang Li was stunned for a moment, and smiled: "Okay, thank you, Your Highness."

Xiao Qiheng's eyes met his crooked smile, as if infected by his unsuspecting smile, he snorted, and his gaze slowly moved to the sky outside the window.

Why thank me, it's just your own efforts in exchange for it, but you don't let me down.