Zhao Shu was a little distracted.

He thought that if the rabbits were all so cute, it would be better not to eat them.

It's also good to keep it in a small garden and watch it jump on the grass and nibble on the leaves.

Yun Dai didn't know that she had inadvertently saved the lives of many rabbits. She was sleeping soundly, and was awakened by the screams of children outside, and when she looked up, she saw a handsome face in front of her.

The other party's hand is still holding his chin.

She was stunned.

Zhao Shu withdrew his hand and said casually: "I saw a bug on your face just now." ”

Yun Dai touched her face and said, "There are indeed a lot of mosquitoes in this forest. Especially after dark. The prince is not used to it, right? I used herbs to repel mosquitoes and made a few purses. I will give one to the prince later, and I can carry it with me, which can repel mosquitoes and insects. ”

Zhao Shu stood up and said, "It's not too early, it's time for this king to return to Beijing." ”

Yun Dai said: "It's dark, it's not safe to rush to the night on the Linzishan Road, the prince still stays for one night and leaves tomorrow morning." ”

At this time, Wei Jintai also came back, and when he saw that King Qin was there, he hurriedly came over to salute, but he didn't let him go, and said: "The prince should have seen it when he came, this mountain road is difficult to walk during the day." Not so much at night. If anything goes wrong, the humble duty cannot be explained. ”

Zhao Shu thought about it, and that's it.

Although there are many things in the DPRK and China, it is not about this night.

Wei Jintai was busy looking for his sister, and the sister and brother cleaned up a clean house together and gave it to King Qin to live in.

The night in the mountains is cool and pleasant, the air is fresh, and it is still very comfortable to sleep.

Zhao Shu had a good night's sleep.

When he woke up, he got out of bed and opened the door, and saw a small royal blue purse hanging from the door.

The purse is made of simple and simple, not gorgeous at all, and the workmanship is average, only an orchid is embroidered, and the leaves are still a little crooked, which looks like a child's practice.

When the Dragon Boat Festival is over, most people will make this kind of thing and hang it on their bodies.

However, as far as the workmanship of the purse in front of him is concerned, it will not appear in front of Zhao Shu in the past.

Zhao Shu picked up the purse, and a faint scent of herbs came from the end of his nose.

"Uncle Xiaohuang, you are up." Princess Yufu happened to pass by, saw him standing at the door, and hurriedly saluted.

Zhao Shu casually hung the purse on his belt, nodded and asked, "Where are you going?" ”

Yufu wore the most ordinary cotton skirt, with short sleeves and hems, and looked like a girl doing farm work. With a turban tied around his head and a basket in his hand, he was clearly going out.

Yufu smiled shyly: "I'll go picking fruits with Ying'er." ”

"Many fruits in the mountains are very sour, do you like to eat them?" Zhao Shu asked.

"It's not for food." Yufu said with a smile, "Concubine Yun said that the more sour the fruit, the best thing to use to make fruit wine." We're going to pick more and save up for sake brewing. ”

"Oh, what about them?" Zhao Shu looked around the courtyard, it was empty.

Yufu replied: "Concubine Yun went out for a walk, Yan'er, the guards and Sister Hongdou went to the town to buy food." Baoxing ...... I didn't see it, I probably went to the woods to chop wood. ”

She told Uncle Xiao Huang where everyone was going very seriously.

At this time, Sister Ying probed at the door and shouted, "Yufu, are you okay?" ”

"Hey, here we are." Yufu asked Uncle Xiao Huang in a low voice, "Does Uncle Xiao Huang want to go with us to pick fruits?" It's still early, and when Concubine Yun comes back, I will have breakfast. "A hundred plating, the latest chapter of "The Queen is My Black Moonlight Claw Book House" is free to read for the first time.

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