【 .Biquge.Biz】 Zhuo Nan walked directly to Jingrong's lap and sat down, and then took the initiative to stuff a wet green silk into his big hand.

Jing Rong immediately helped her dry her hair.

Zhuo Nan stood up and shook his hair, dry and comfortable, and threw a wink at Jing Rong with gratitude.

Jingrong hooked his lips slightly, and he was in a happy mood.

Mama Qian walked in at this time and asked, "Uncle, madam, do you want to set up dinner?"

Zhuo Nan nodded at her but said, "Let Qing Yan and Qingliu go to the kitchen to pick up the food box, and you and Honeysuckle won't go." "It's raining so heavily, Qing Yan and Qingliu will do martial arts, and their hands and feet are fast, and Mama Qian is old after all, in case the rain slips and falls, the chicken flies and the eggs are beaten.

The person fell and was injured, and her dinner was gone.

Aoki and Aoyagi immediately took the order to leave.

"Yes. Mama Qian stepped forward to clean up the table, but she didn't dare to move the chessboard privately, and looked at Jingrong with inquiring eyes. "Uncle, are you still down?"

The scene seems to be unheard.

Mama Qian looked at Zhuo Nan for help. My uncle is really cold, and he doesn't care about anyone except his wife.

Zhuo Nan waved his hand at Mama Qian and said, "Withdraw." He looked at Jing Rong and said, "I'll go and comb my hair in a bun, otherwise it won't be good for dinner." "It's not good if the hair falls into the soup bowl. Then he walked into the inner room.

Honeysuckle immediately followed in and helped her comb her hair.

After the couple quickly had dinner, Zhuo Nan lay on the bed covered with a thin quilt and listened to the sound of rain outside, but his eyes kept staring at the scene of sitting in front of the candle and reading a book. Thinking that this was his birthday, she didn't even ...... anything out of her hand.

"Something to talk about. Jing Rong stared at the book but spoke to Zhuo Nan.

Zhuo Nan raised his eyebrows and asked, "Aren't you reading a book?"

"The deity can be used for three purposes. Jing Rong turned to the next chapter.

“…… If you are not afraid of being disturbed, then I am not welcome, the fifth prince only took away the secretary of the Ministry of Rites from the yamen. "Obviously I wanted to talk about giving him a gift, why did I say something else!

"Hmm. Jing Rong responded with affirmation and raised his head to look at Zhuo Nan. "You guessed when you saw the servant girl kneeling outside the gate. ”

"Yes. Zhuo Nan nodded in acknowledgement. "The secretary of the Ministry of Rites was beaten in the yamen and was not human, and the fifth prince was angry and personally came to the door to ask, how did you teach him to be angry for me?"

Jing Rong glanced at her, his eyes fell on the book, and said lightly: "I didn't teach him a lesson." ”

Zhuo Nan chuckled lightly, and said with a smug face: "When I was bathing before, I asked Aoyagi carefully, but she personally said that you smashed a table in front of the five princes, which scared him enough.

When leaving, the oil-paper umbrella handed to him by the green housekeeper to cover the rain was waved off by him, and he passed through the courtyard in the rain, drenched in soup, got into a carriage and left.

And the sky had not changed before he came, and he must have not brought clean clothes.

Because it was summer, there must have been no bedding on the carriage.

When he returns to the Five Princes' Mansion, the time is not short, maybe he is sneezing all day long and is already sick!"

Jing Rong suddenly put down the book in his hand and walked over, and after going to bed, he pressed her under the river crab.

"It's so leisurely, it's better to do what the deity likes the most. He lowered his head and kissed her on the lips .......

Zhuo Nan stretched out his hands to hook his neck, and kissed her neck from his lips to her neck, and whispered, "Fox, let's give birth to a little fox." "She can't even see the gifts she has prepared, so let's make up for them next time.

Jingrong looked up at her. "Didn't you say you didn't want children for a while? "It seems that I really suspect Huang Xing's matter.

Zhuo Nan nodded. "I went to Zhuo's Mansion today, and I met the little girl we bumped into that day. I hope to give birth to a little fox like you. ”

"You just changed the prescription, and you can't stop at this time. After two months, stop the medicine and let Yan Huichun check the pulse, and make sure that the body is fine, and we will give birth to a little fox. ”

“…… Good. Zhuo Nan raised his head to meet him and took the initiative to seal his lips. Even if Jing Rong didn't explain Huang Xing's matter to her, she absolutely believed him.

After finishing the work, Zhuo Nan returned to a deep sleep, but Jingrong got up and put on a robe and walked outside.

Qing Yan and the others immediately stepped forward to salute.

Jing Rong glanced at them with a cold expression, and suddenly stared at Mama Qian and asked, "What gifts did Madame prepare?"

Mama Qian glanced at honeysuckle, Qingyan, and Qingliu. All three of them retreated.

Mama Qian walked to a huge floor vase, took out a pair of insoles and a handkerchief, and put them on the table. Seeing that Jingrong picked it up and checked it, he said: "Uncle, Mrs. wanted to give you a handkerchief, but Nuhong was ashamed to see people and gave up half of the embroidery." The old slave suggested that she embroider the insoles, which were hidden in the soles of the shoes and no one could see them. "She is the only one who knows about this, and they don't know about it.

How did my uncle calculate that she asked her ...... alone?

Jing Rong took a closer look at the insole and found that it was only half embroidered, and the embroidery skill was obviously better than the kung fu on the handkerchief, and it was obvious that there was still some improvement. Putting the things back on the table, he glanced at Mama Qian and ordered, "Don't tell Madame about this, let her continue embroidering." ”

"Yes. Mama Qian saluted, stepped forward to put away her things, and looked at Jing Rong and entered the inner room again.

Jing Rong took off his robe and put it on the screen, lay down after going to bed, reached out to take Zhuo Nan into his arms, lowered his head and gently imprinted a kiss on the top of her hair. She hates the female celebrity the most, but she is willing to pick up the needle and thread for him, and if she has a wife like this, what more can her husband ask for.

The gate of the mansion of the five princes.

"Ahh

A steward immediately propped up the head of the fifth prince with an oil-paper umbrella to protect him from the rain, but he himself was exposed to the rain.

The coachman squatted on the ground as a stool despite the pouring rain.

The fifth prince stepped on his back and got out of the carriage.

Looking up at the horseback guards who followed him to Jingfu to return, they were all soaked by the heavy rain and lost their usual momentum.

He waved his hand at them and motioned for them to go back and settle down.

In the heavy rain, there was no time to make a score for them to salute and raise their feet to go home.

The guards behind him did not dare not salute, and after bowing their heads in the direction of the Five Princes, they led their respective horses into the Five Princes' Mansion through the side door.

Tell the groom, who specializes in raising horses, to take care of the horses and go back to the house to change their clothes.

Portal.

The five princes walked briskly, and the steward trotted behind him with an umbrella a little difficult, and several times failed to cover the sky above the five princes' heads in time, leaving him in the rain.

"Ahh