Xiang Ziyu glanced at the two pieces of venison that Hua Rong fingered at, and frowned undeniably, "Otherwise, which two pieces will you consider?" ”

The voice was soft, like a spring breeze, but Hua Rong heard the meaning of danger, a shudder, and laughed dryly, "I'll think about it again." ”

"Or...", he carefully looked at the venison boy on the plate, except for the two pieces, which were almost the same, and flattened his mouth, "It's all about the same, just two pieces." ”

Xiang Ziyu showed a little smile on his face, and immediately picked the two largest pieces, "Come, open your mouth." ”

Hua Rong's eyes were closed, her mouth was open, and she chewed two mouthfuls like swallowing dates and swallowed it.

Before Hua Rong came back to taste, the next piece of venison came to him, Hua Rong glared at Xiang Ziyu, his heart was horizontal, and he bit off the venison fiercely, and by the way, he bit out two shallow tooth marks on the wooden chopsticks.

Xiang Ziyu sighed, "Rong'er's mouth is good." ”

Hua Rong snorted lightly, making a final fight with venison.

"Eat some sour plums." Seeing Hua Rong eat the venison, Xiang Ziyu brought over a plate of sour plums at hand.

Hua Rong was overjoyed, and hurriedly grabbed one and put it in her mouth, and ate it with a fine taste.

"Is it delicious?" Xiang Ziyu looked at Hua Rong eating, and couldn't help but feel a little moved, "Is it sour?" ”

"Not sour, not sour." Hua Rong ate several more at the edge of the side, "Just right." The sweet and sour kind. ”

Xiang Ziyu said "oh", and also picked up a taste, tsk, immediately frowned and nose wrinkled together, the sour plum did not have the slightest sweetness, it was full of green acid, and when he took a bite, the sourness spread to all the taste buds, and the teeth were so sour that he couldn't bite anything, and he didn't have any consciousness.

Hua Rong looked at Xiang Ziyu's miserable expression, and smiled back and forth, so unhappy.

"How?!" Hua Rong smiled, "Is it delicious?!" Tsk, sour plums, don't spit on! I gritted my teeth and ate all the venison just now. ”

Xiang Ziyu's mind was pierced by Huarong, and it was not easy to vomit again, so he ate it hard, and as soon as he opened his mouth, it was a strong sour and astringent taste, and he hurriedly drank two cups of tea to ease up.

"You lied to me." Xiang Ziyu looked at Hua Rong.

Hua Rong shrugged her shoulders and ate a few more, "I tasted just right, and it wasn't sour enough!" If you are pregnant, you will definitely not feel sour. ”

Xiang Ziyu sighed secretly, his mind was dizzy, and compared with a pregnant person, "It's all sour and spicy, it seems that I want to have a prince." ”

"Not good." Hua Rong thought for a moment and shook her head, "For a while, I also liked spicy food. The kind that's particularly spicy. ”

As soon as the flowers are spicy, Xiang Ziyu will be on fire, it seems that the feeling of smoke in the throat is vivid, tsk, accompany her to eat spicy and sour, if it is not for the stomach to get up, I am afraid that I will think that I am pregnant!

"That's the dragon and phoenix fetus." Deshun poured tea and quipped.

"Dragon and phoenix fetus?" Hua Rong's eyes came to her senses and touched her abdomen, "Wouldn't it be nice to have a son and a daughter." ”

"Then I'm a child now." Xiang Ziyu smiled, but he was worried in his heart, one of them was about to kill Hua Rong, if it was two, I don't know if it would be able to save it at that time.

Thinking about it, I was upset, two or six years of Hua, there were a few silver strands in his hair, and Deshun had to pull it out for him every morning. A few a day, and the count is almost a handful.

Autumn Wai just ended, Xiang Ziyu with Hua Rong did not return to Chang'an with the large army, but went straight to the ladder, this ladder is in the South Mountain, stretching upward, from the halfway up the mountain to build the ladder to the top of the mountain boulder, a total of 9,999 steps, build a temple before the top of the mountain, from the bottom of the mountain, it is a little cloud and mist, look down from the temple, you can look at the scenery of the South Mountain.

Nanshan is four or five days away from Chang'an, because of the long distance, he did not bring many soldiers, accompanied by a few imperial doctors, palace maids and eunuchs, and the rest are secret guards with strong martial arts.

Hua Rong excitedly lay on the curtain of the car to look at the surrounding scenery, and from time to time said some beautiful scenery with Xiang Zi, "Huainan!" Huainan! Look at the maple leaves there! It's red like fire, it's clumpy, it's burning hotly! ”

"And that, what kind of flower is that on the side of the road? It's so good-looking, I've never seen it! ”

"In the past, I always heard that the scenery of Nanshan was beautiful and beautiful, so I thought I would come and have a look."

At this point, Hua Rong's voice suddenly lowered a lot, and a blooming peach blossom tree poured out of his mind, as well as the promise he had once made. Counting the days, I haven't seen it for almost a year, and I suddenly remembered that my heart still hurts a little.

"Before! You still asked me to paint the painting of Nanshan! Hua Rong quickly concealed her depressed mood and continued to get excited, "If you get up like this, we still get acquainted because of this Nanshan!" ”

"Hmm." Xiang Ziyu smiled, reached out and touched Hua Rong's hair, her depression was fleeting, but it didn't escape his eyes.

His eyes are like growing on Hua Rong's body, there is a wind and grass, he can find that before, when he had not yet ascended the throne, when Hua Yu had not yet become a general, he would often, and when he was free, he would take Hua Rong to Nanshan to play, and the girl kept clamoring to go.

It's a pity that the peach blossoms didn't bloom, and Nanshan didn't go to completion, but was buried in the snowy mountains.

He didn't dare to go with Hua Rong, so he regarded it as a substitute for Hua Yu to accompany Hua Rong, according to Hua Rong's words, they were indeed married because of this Nanshan, when the peach blossoms were in full bloom.

"It seems that this Nanshan is destined for us." Xiang Ziyu took out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat for Hua Rong, "Rest meeting, when you get to Nanshan, the scenery will be better." ”

Hua Rong said "mm-hmm" twice, "By the way, did you send out the painting?" What's wrong with Taifu? ”

"It's sent out, Taifu, the painting is exquisite, the furnace is perfect, he likes it very much." Xiang Ziyu.

The painting was indeed sent out, but then he cheekily asked for it back, after all, it was a thing they knew and was now in the bookcase of the imperial study.

"Really?!" The flowers were full of surprise, "I'll paint more in the future..."

As soon as the words came out, Hua Rong was dumbfounded, in the future, where did he come from, and now he is playing around like this, isn't he making a final farewell?

Xiang Ziyu pinched his heart, stretched out his hand and took Huarong into his arms, "There will be, there will be countless futures, and there will be future generations." ”

Hua Rong knew that Xiang Ziyu was comforting herself, but she still nodded, and smiled and imagined the future that she didn't have, "In the future, paint more, maybe you can be a painter or something!" If I hadn't entered the palace, I would have been painting and buying paintings on the streets of Chang'an, and I would have been happy! ”

"Huh?!" Xiang Ziyu looked displeased, "Then you mean, you regret entering the palace?" ”

Hua Rong smiled, stretched out her hand and scratched Xiang Ziyu's nose, "Not really, in fact, entering the palace as a concubine and selling paintings on the street are not much different from me, each has its own fun, but it is different with you." With you, you will be happy in the palace, and it is good to sell paintings on the street. ”