The fresh and natural aroma penetrated into the nasal cavity, Yu Wencan was stunned, and before he had time to think about it, he felt that his side face had touched a soft and warm thing, his neck was also tightly hugged, and a pair of snow-white soft little hands swayed proudly in front of his chest. 8

Rong Huazheng didn't realize that he was eating other people's tofu at all, hugged other people's necks tightly, and said angrily with his cheeks: "Don't blame me, it's you who died before you saved it." ”

Yu Wencan was stunned for a moment, feeling that his brain couldn't think for a moment, if it weren't for the sweet breath that Rong Hua Zheng was spraying on his face when he spoke, he couldn't believe that this would be a woman's action, she actually hugged a man in front of the public!

Xiahou Guo, who was hiding to the side, was stimulated to open his mouth wide when he saw this scene, his eyes were bulging open, and his appearance looked very interesting.

Aunt Ye has lived to this age and has seen a lot, but she can't help but open her mouth wide when she sees this scene.

Yu Wencan looked at the expressions of the two, remembering the expression of Rong Huazheng hiding behind Xia Hou before, as well as the trust in his eyes, thinking that if the person here at this moment was not him, would she make such an action to someone else. Thinking like this, a pair of eyes narrowed dangerously, pursed her lips and reached out to shake her hand away from her neck!

Rong Hua Zheng was dumbfounded, "Hey, you ......"

"Aunt Ye, from now on she will be handed over to you, please feel free to beat or scold." After that, Yu Wencan didn't look at Rong Huazheng, turned his wheelchair and left.

Because of Yu Wencan's words, and in the following days, Rong Hua Zheng saw what it means to be really miserable.

"Sit down, do you want me to talk to you with my head up?" Aunt Ye coldly put the silver whip in her hand back to her waist after Yu Wencan left, and then sat down at the table elegantly, glanced at Rong Hua Zheng, who was stunned and stared at the direction where Yu Wencan left, and said coldly.

Rong Huazheng gritted his teeth and came back to his senses, thinking about Yu Wencan's expression and not resisting Aunt Ye, he sat down opposite Aunt Ye in a daze.

"Let's start learning now." Aunt Ye glanced at her meaningfully when she spoke, and then vigorously opened a bag on the table, took out a blue bag from it, untied the hidden button of the bag, grabbed the coil rope and threw it, and the bag suddenly unfolded into a strip of cloth, which was densely lined with needles of different sizes.

Rong Huazheng's mind was attracted by these things, and when he squinted, he saw a particularly long stretch of his hand and wanted to pick it up and take a look.

“biedong！” Aunt Ye glared at her and slapped her restless hand away.

Rong Hua Zheng wrinkled her little nose and snorted lightly, thinking that she wanted to touch it, if she could, she would never want to touch the embroidery needle!

Aunt Ye sorted out the needle on the strip of cloth and then pulled it in front of Rong Hua Zheng, "Which one do you recognize, or which one is the most commonly used by you?" ”

Rong Huazheng shook his head, met Aunt Ye's with big eyes, and said very honestly: "I'm sorry, I haven't seen any of them." ”

Aunt Ye was not too surprised, in fact, she had already regarded her as an uncarnable rotten wood in her heart. nodded, but still couldn't help but say, "Your father didn't invite a female red master for you?" ”

"Master, you are really too smart, you can guess it." Rong Hua Zheng sighed, and cheekily pushed all the sins on Master Rong.

"Full of nonsense!" Aunt Ye scolded coldly, "In my opinion, you don't want to learn at all!" ”

Rong Hua Zheng touched the tip of her nose, a little aggrieved, she didn't have the memory of this body, even if the owner of this body learned it, it wasn't hers. In fact, she was telling the truth, she only liked martial arts and research in her previous life

Poison, female red or something, she didn't even think about touching it! And just ask, how many women in the new era have come into contact with these things.

"Do you know what types of embroidery there are?" Aunt Ye must figure out the background of the respectful princess in front of her.

Rong Hua Zheng shook his head in confusion.

Aunt Ye took a deep breath and squeezed out two sentences from between her teeth, "Then what kind of embroidery techniques do you know?" What is your favorite embroidered robe? ”

Rong Huazheng innocently stretched out his palm and scratched his head, still shaking his head very sincerely.

"Have you ever heard of the most famous embroidery today? Who is this embroidery? ”

Shaking his head again, Rong Huazheng blinked his eyes a few times, and his eyes began to become sour. Woo, can you stop asking questions all the time, she's going to be sleepy again, oh my God, Grandpa Zhou, don't do this to her, she doesn't want to eat sticks.

'Bang', Aunt Ye, who couldn't bear it, suddenly put the cup in her hand on the table, "Okay, respectfully princess, please tell me, what do you know about embroidery?" ”

Rong Huazheng reached out to wipe a handful of sour eyes, and wanted to shake his head, but he thought of something to give Aunt Ye a bright smile, "I can write the word embroidery." ”

"Poof!" Ling'er, who was standing and watching, couldn't help but chuckle.

Aunt Ye glanced at her beautiful eyes, and Ling'er was immediately silenced. 17245411

"Well, it's actually a good thing to be literate." Aunt Ye was not cruel to Rong Hua Zheng, and slowly summoned someone to order: "Bring a piece of cloth suitable for practice." After someone came to comprehend it, Aunt Ye said to Ling'er: "

Now you go to the embroidery room to find my embroidery maid, and ask her to find a copy of "Ten Thousand Embroidered Female Red" in my study. ”

Rong Huazheng suddenly felt his scalp tingle, and asked, "Master, what's the matter with "Ten Thousand Embroidered Female Red"?" ”

"That's a good question." When Aunt Ye was talking, someone happened to bring the fabric that Aunt Ye wanted, she reached out to take it, put it flat on the table, and then stretched out her hand to pull out a slender embroidery needle on the small strip of cloth and said: "Since you are literate, you can read that book tonight, and after reading it, you will know what "Ten Thousand Embroidered Female Red" is." 8 And don't be lazy, I'll ask questions when I come over tomorrow. ”

"Finish it tonight?!" Rong Huazheng was suddenly shocked, and listening to her tone, it didn't seem to be as simple as reading it once, when it came to the two words of questioning, fools knew that it meant to memorize a book.

Aunt Ye reached out and took out the wooden ruler from before and slapped it the table, "What, do you have any objections?" ”

Rong Hua Zheng pursed her mouth, "No objection...... "At least let her know how long the book "Ten Thousand Embroidered Female Red" is, if it is more than 1,000 pages, she can't even finish flipping the bucket overnight, how can she memorize it?

"No objection is best." Aunt Ye glanced at her coldly, took the needle and thread on the side and began to thread the needle and thread, zuihou waited for the needle and thread to be done, she threw the strip of cloth and the haode needle to Rong Hua Zheng, and said, "Embroider what you know to show me." "The world is full of wonders, although some people don't know much about female red, but the embroidery skills are very good, of course, she hopes that Princess Gong is also such a wonder.

"I understand?" Rong Hua Zheng had a flash of inspiration, and then took the things handed over by Aunt Ye briskly, and lowered her head and moved the needle seriously when Aunt Ye nodded.

A strange look flashed in Aunt Ye's eyes, could it be that Princess Gong Jing is really the kind of person she thinks? However, as soon as her idea fell, Rong Huazheng smiled at Mimi's hand and handed it to Aunt Ye and said, "Okay! ”

Aunt Ye was sipping tea, and when she heard this, she raised her eyes to look at the things in Rong Huazheng's hand, and this look immediately squirted out all the tea in her mouth!

"You!" Aunt Ye looked at the pattern outlined on the haode cloth with a few sparse and crooked lines, and her silver teeth clenched and said, "This is your most haode embroidery?" ”

Rong Huazheng blinked three times with big eyes and nodded very seriously, "Yes." She doesn't know if this is the most haode, this is the first work of her life. Well, she admits that this is not embroidery at all, it is just a jishu that sews and mends, embroidering a needle from afar, so that the needle and thread are sparse like stick figures, outlining the shape of a turtle. However, she looks quite haode, at least artistic.

Aunt Ye was almost out of breath, her cold face became even colder, and she opened her lips and said coldly: "Now, immediately dismantle these lines!" ”

“weishenme？” She was so satisfied with how well she drew this turtle.

The ruler in Aunt Ye's hand slapped on the table and shouted, "Immediately, immediately!" "For more than 40 years, she has known countless people, and it is the first time she has met such a woman, and what she embroiders is a thing, it is like a three-year-old child

Zi was playing with mud and sand, casually putting the lines together, hundreds of times worse than her first embroidery when she was five years old!

"Master, what are you doing so fiercely, just dismantle it!" Rong Hua Zheng aimed at the silver whip on her waist, and then looked at the wooden ruler on the table, and pulled the things in Aunt Ye's hand very quickly, picked up the scissors and cut them on the long line, and then easily ripped off the only small piece of thread on the fabric.

Aunt Ye took back the things in Rong Huazheng's hand with a dark face, her lips opened lightly, and she said coldly: "Our Yingguo embroidery is exquisite, so the needle and thread must be fine, use one or two threads of velvet, and use the needle as thin as hair." As she spoke, she pulled the needle back from the thread, then pinched out a very thin needle on the small strip of cloth spread out, and threaded the needle and thread into it with a quick movement.

Rong Hua Zheng was a little amazed, she hadn't seen the needle hole of the needle, she had already threaded the needle!

"Put away your ugly expression, this is just the basic and basic threading needle of the female red." Catching a glimpse of her amazed eyes, the corners of Aunt Ye's mouth twitched, and then she said with a straight face. 1amjN。

The corners of Rong Huazheng's mouth twitched more than hers, whose expression is ugly, she is a young girl of fifteen years old, young, her whole body is full of aura, how can she be ugly! However, Rong Huazheng only dared to slander in his heart, but he didn't dare to speak out for the time being.

Aunt Ye didn't waste time with Rong Hua Zheng here, and after wearing the needle and thread, she skillfully picked up the fabric and quickly performed a few stitches on it, and then paused, "Look at it seriously, I will only show it to outsiders once." ”

"Okay......" Rong Huazheng reached out and patted his mouth when he heard this, and nodded his head in support.

Hearing Rong Huazheng's reply, Aunt Ye didn't care whether she was watching or not, she lowered her head and started to move seriously. Her movements are extremely fast, but methodical, threading, threading, and returning the needle are done smoothly, which not only makes people feel elegant and free, but also has a charm there, Rong Hua Zheng doesn't believe that she can embroider something so fast.

However, there are some things that Rong Hua Zheng didn't believe, but it was just half an hour, and when Aunt Ye's elbow was removed, Rong Hua Zheng suddenly found that a lifelike peony had been embroidered on the original solid color of the cloth. Moreover, Rong Hua Zheng didn't know if she didn't look at it, but after a closer look, she found that the peony she embroidered was neat, the color was clear, the lines were smooth, lively and powerful, and the whole was wonderful, making it hard to believe that it was a person who could make it!

Rong Huazheng was still exclaiming here, but Aunt Ye suddenly put down the needle and fabric in her hand, and said coldly: "Did you see it clearly just now?" ”

"Nope." Rong Hua Zheng's breath was weak, and he responded to Haode.

"I've only demonstrated once I've spoken, and if you don't understand it, I don't have anything to say, so you can practice it yourself now." Anyway, throw it at her.

"What am I practicing, this peony?" Damn, this is more detailed than a real peony, how could she make such a thing?

Aunt Ye was too lazy to talk nonsense with her, "Start now!" ”

Rong Hua Zheng weakly picked up what Aunt Ye had put down just now, pinched the long needle as thin as a hair and poked it into the fabric. ‘

She was thinking, Yu Wencan's girl actually asked her to embroider a dress for him within a month, this is impossible! Let's not say that the time is not too late, let's just say that with her embroidery skills, she can embroider a small flower and a small leaf in a day, and she covered her mouth and snickered, how many small flowers and leaves are needed for a dress, how can you do it in a month!

While Rong Hua Zheng complained, while looking at the template given by Aunt Ye, her hands and feet were extremely uncoordinated, and then a flash, the hand holding the fabric suddenly hurt, and she snorted softly and threw the needle and thread in her hand to the ground in an instant.

MD, this is really not human work, she just touched those things for half an hour, not only did the tips of the needles poke into the bones, but the fingers of her right hand were actually full of needle marks.

"Pick it up now!" Aunt Ye ordered in a cold voice.

Rong Huazheng heard that his body and bones suddenly softened, and he almost wanted to cry without tears. But she didn't dare to make a mistake, so she obediently picked up the things, and then sat down on the table weakly, this time without Aunt Ye's urging, the sore fingers, she obediently moved her hands.

However, she herself was uncomfortable and couldn't see others drinking tea leisurely, she glanced at Aunt Ye and said curiously: "Master, you get married...... Are you married? ”

"Ahem!" Hearing this, Ling'er hurriedly coughed lightly, signaling that she could not continue this question. Rong Hua Zheng raised her eyebrows, what does Ling'er mean by this action, which means that she knows something? Well, since that's the case, she didn't ask, and said: "Master, you are so beautiful and your embroidery skills are good, how much can you earn in a day in your embroidery room?" ”

"Ahem! Cough! Cough! Ling'er coughed three times in a row this time.

Rong Huazheng glanced at her and said coolly: "Ling'er, if your throat is uncomfortable, go to the doctor to take a look, don't cough here and there, it will affect the air quality of the palace." ”

"Madam......" Ling'er pulled her handkerchief aggrievedly.

Rong Huazheng ignored her and continued to say to Aunt Ye: "Master, I also know that you don't want to teach me, in fact, I'm not interested in these things, why don't we have a discussion?" ”

Aunt Ye glanced at her eyes, looked down at the crooked and crooked things on her hands, stood up and said coldly: "Embroider fifty copies of this thing today, if it is missing one time, if the things that come out are worse than one time, continue to embroider one hundred copies tomorrow!" ”

"What?!" Rong Huazheng was dumbfounded, and then a good-looking little face suddenly wrinkled into a bitter gourd shape, and bargained: "Master, didn't you just ask me to memorize what "Ten Thousand Embroidered Female Red" just now, why do you still have to embroider fifty pieces of this ghost now?" Even twelve hours in one night can't do that! ”

Aunt Ye clasped her hands around her chest, "I don't plan to take back what I said, anyway, what I ordered today tomorrow will be the same tomorrow morning!" After that, no matter how Rong Huazheng reacted, he walked away coldly with elegant steps.

"Hey, master......" Rong Hua Zheng shouted again without giving up, praying that Aunt Ye could change her mind and take pity on her.

"Madam......" Ling'er looked at the disappearing figure at the door and shouted timidly.

"I'm so miserable?!" Rong Hua Zheng looked up to the sky and wailed, at this moment she really wanted to throw away the things in her hand, but she knew that she couldn't do that, she still owed Yu Wencan a purple coat of 120,000 taels of silver and a thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum, if she didn't drive out a robe within a month, even if she bought it, she wouldn't have so much money to pay it back!

Therefore, although Rong Hua Zheng felt sad, she sped up the speed of her hand, during which her fingers were punctured by needles countless times, and after two hours, she only got less than thirty flowers when the palace had begun to hold the lamp. When the thirtieth flower came out, Rong Hua Zheng's hand was so numb that he couldn't move, shook his hand hard, and checked the number he wrote down one by one after the sour numbness passed, zuihou took out the first flower and compared it with zuihou, but found that there was no progress, at most, the stitches were neat, the color was coordinated a little, and it was a thousand miles worse than the one embroidered by Aunt Ye.

Rong Huazheng looked at his work sadly, and was suddenly extremely depressed.

At this time, a maid hurriedly came and said to Rong Huazheng: "Madam, the kitchen has already prepared a meal, and the prince told you to go to the main hall to eat now." ”

When Rong Hua Zheng heard this, he suddenly found that his stomach was screaming with hunger, and then he didn't care about the things in his hand, he jumped up and hurriedly ran back to the main hall.

"Sister Zheng......"

"Sister Zheng......"

She had just stepped into the main hall when she heard two little boys, one older and one young, calling out to her.

Rong Hua Zheng nodded at Xiao Xiyan, his eyes lit up when he saw Rong Hua Pavilion who stood up to greet him, and he hurriedly came to him, took his hand and probed, and then said with a smile: "The fever has finally subsided, and the wind and cold have gone." ”

"Hmm." Rong Huating tugged at the corners of his lips, but his eyes looked to the side timidly. This was the first time he had seen the legendary ghost king, but if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he really didn't know that he was like this, handsome as a god.

Rong Hua Zheng followed his eyes, but saw that it was Yu Wencan, snorted, and then turned around.

"Sister Zheng......" The little ghost who was sitting on the side saw Rong Hua Zheng coming in and didn't talk to him for so long, muttering his little mouth, his big eyes and blinking with watery eyes and shouting.

"The little ghost didn't get up until now?" Rong Hua Zheng carried him back to his room with his own hands before going to sleep, and only went back to his room to sleep after making sure that he was asleep.

"Sister Zheng, my hand hurts." The little ghost didn't give Rong Hua Zheng a chance to make fun of himself at all, and he didn't answer but pointed to his arm pitifully.

Rong Huazheng raised his eyebrows, smiling rather than smiling, "So what?" ”

The little ghost head now wants to put his hands on his fingers, but he can't move his left hand and can only lower his head, and said in a milky voice: "Sister Zheng feeds me, okay?" ”

This little kid is out of breath, and now he can eat with his right hand, and now he wants to feed him by himself, is it that he is going back more and more?

Rong Hua Zheng didn't answer, pulled the nervous Rong Hua Pavilion to sit down beside him, pinched the face of the little ghost behind him, and said mercilessly: "It's not good, eat it yourself!" ”

The little ghost glanced at Ronghua Pavilion, who ran out of nowhere, and said angrily: "But my hands hurt!" ”

"You're hurting your left hand." Rong Hua Zheng pinched his little nose sideways, his index finger dangled in front of him, and said resolutely: "If you want to inherit your father's mantle, you have to learn to do what you do by yourself since you were a child." ”

The little ghost head felt aggrieved, and his eyes glared at Rong Hua Pavilion from time to time, and when he saw Rong Hua Ting timidly, he only looked at the ground and turned his head to ask his favorite brother for help.

Yu Wencan looked at the three people sitting in front of him with a faint face, and turned his head sideways to Xiahou and said, "Since everyone is here, let's serve the food." ”

Rong Hua Zheng turned around and cleaned his hands on the water tray on the side, and asked, "What are you going to eat tonight?" ”

"Qinghe chicken." Yu Wencan replied lightly.

Rong Huazheng remembered the events of the afternoon, even if he heard his answer, he didn't glance at him, and asked Xiahou twice, "Steward Xia, is there any porridge?" ”

"Yes, the prince knows that Madame may not have much appetite at night, so he specially asked someone to cook snow swallow porridge." Xiahou replied expressionlessly, but he was actually smiling bitterly in his heart, he really hoped that his wife would not ignore the prince in front of the prince and give him up, he would die an ugly death.

"Humph!" Hearing that Xiahou's words were all with Yu Wencan, Rong Huazheng glanced at his face coldly.

"Sister Zheng?" Rong Huating was a little stunned, how dare Sister Zheng be temperamental to the ghost king, she is not afraid...... Rong Hua Ting remembered that it was rumored that several wives of the Ghost King were thrown into a mass grave and buried alive because they angered him, but for fear that Rong Hua Zheng would say something rebellious, he hurriedly reached out to cover her lips and whispered: "Sister Zheng, don't talk nonsense." ”

Yu Wencan glanced at Rong Hua Ting's palm lightly, and Rong Hua Ting felt his gaze tremble, and his forehead was actually stained with a few scoops of sweat in the winter.

Rong Hua Zheng was stimulated by the hand on her mouth and her head was full of black lines, but she knew what Rong Hua Ting was worried about, so she didn't say anything, took his hand and comforted: "Don't worry, it's okay." ”

"Oh." Rong Huating put his hand back on the side of his thigh, nodded and didn't squeak.

New cavity feeling multi-handed. When he woke up just now, he found himself lying in a very beautiful room, the quilt was warm, the stove was warm, and the whole room was warm, not the cold snow in his consciousness. He couldn't believe it, and for a moment he thought that he was dead and had gone to heaven, because he clearly remembered that he was cold and hungry, his head was heavy, and his body was cold and unconscious, and he expected that he was going down there to accompany his mother this time. But later several servants who came in told him that this was the Ghost King's Mansion, and that the Ghost King and his sister had brought him here. For a moment, he took you into a trance again, a little incredulous, until he saw Rong Hua Zheng appear, and he had a real feeling.

After that, there was no sound in the huge main hall, and the little ghost head grabbed Rong Hua Zheng's clothes and asked her to get closer to herself and stay away from Rong Hua Pavilion, Rong Hua Zheng suddenly couldn't cry or laugh, such a big little ghost head actually knew how to fight for the wind and be jealous!

At this time, Xiahou Guo led a group of people to bring the meal with the lid into the main hall, and just happened to see his master's eyes sweeping over Xiyan Shizi's face, and his gaze was deep and inexplicable.

Rong Hua Zheng was hungry for a long time, and when she saw something brought up, she asked someone to help her take the porridge and then picked up the bowl and wanted to pick up the vegetables, but she forgot the dense needle marks on her right hand, and the bowl had just been served, because the porridge was freshly baked, although it was across the bowl, she could still feel the spicy pain in her hand. She gasped, couldn't help but throw the bowl on the table, and then fanned desperately with her left hand, trying to drive away the pain.

"Sister Zheng?!"

"Ma'am?!"

Everyone was taken aback, and their eyes focused on her palm.

Yu Wencan pursed her lips and did not squeak, but her cold eyes looked at Ling'er who was behind Rong Hua Zheng quietly, Ling'er received Yu Wencan's bald head and said respectfully: "Madame was pricked by a needle several times when she was embroidering just now." In fact, she said several times politely, and Rong Hua Zheng almost poked herself with a needle dozens of times.

Rong Huazheng looked at his palms that had been tortured in just one afternoon, and then looked at the porridge that was poured on the table with a tempting kiss, and secretly wondered what kind of porridge this was, the smell was so delicious and attractive.

Yu Wencan waved her hand to bring her a bowl of porridge again, and said lightly when she elegantly pinched the spoon and drank the porridge: "Since you don't have the strength in your hands, don't eat with a bowl, the bowl in the palace is several taels of gold." ”

Rong Hua Zheng was angry, and just after taking a sip of porridge, he was suddenly blocked by his words, and he couldn't get up or down, and he was extremely painful.

Yu Wencan glanced at her lightly, then slowly took out a bottle from his chest, raised his chin at her, and said, "If you don't want your hands to be wasted, just rub this medicine." With that, he threw the bottle in his hand to Rong Hua Zheng.

Rong Huazheng originally wanted to refuse with backbone, but the aroma from the bottle when it was thrown at her made her eyes light up, and she couldn't wait to reach out and take it