It was also Du Jianbo who told Princess Beidi that he could use the way of marriage. Princess Beidi was two years older than Lin Junsheng, and for the sake of love, she rejected everyone's proposals, and waited for Lin Junsheng to ask her for marriage. However, although Lin Junsheng didn't like Princess Beidi, he didn't refuse, and Princess Beidi thought that Lin Junsheng also agreed to marry.

"Although Concubine Wen is dead, the relationship between the Wen family and me has become closer. Even the emperor, in order to make up for Concubine Wen, specially rewarded Princess Jing'an, and Princess Jing'an's marriage match can be decided by herself. There is no such reward. Lin Junsheng said.

Indeed, the princess already lacks nothing, but this marriage may not be happy. Many princesses have to move towards the result of marriage. If the emperor says that a princess can decide her own marriage, it is equivalent to saying that the princess can marry whichever one she likes. This is undoubtedly the best reward for the princess.

Du Jianbo sighed, "It's also a poor princess." ”

Lin Junsheng said: "My mother has come to comfort Princess Jing'an every day these days, and now, Princess Jing'an and my mother have an increasing relationship, almost regard her as a second mother, and I am even more inseparable, deeply dependent on me, as for Zhou Zhengzheng, she has regretted her friendship with Zhou Zhengzheng in the past, and she said that she will never see Zhou Zhengzheng again." ”

Du Jianbo thought of the demure and elegant girl Zhou Zhengzheng who was in the limelight on the Qiqiao Festival just now, and couldn't help but sigh softly, "It's a pity, if Zhou Zhengzheng didn't help Lin Zhongchao, how good it would be." ”

"Don't you like it?" Lin Junsheng said with a smile.

Du Jianbo awkwardly raised his wine glass to hide the throbbing in his eyes, "How can there be, the great cause has not been accomplished, why do you want to be at home?" Now, I'm not going to think about that. ”

"My Fair Lady, what a gentleman! That's normal. Zhou Zheng is indeed very good, but, in my heart, she is not the best. Lin Junsheng said, picked up the wine glass, "Come on, let's do it!" ”

"!" Du Jianbo said.

Qingyun, who stayed in the restaurant for a while, ate a plate of dim sum and went back.

Wu Guogong Mansion.

Outside the window, blue morning glories crawl on moss-covered rocks. It looks extraordinarily beautiful. Outside the perithos wall, a row of plane trees stood neatly on the left and right, standing straighter than the guards. Under the trees, the fallen leaves on the ground were layered on top of each other, as if covering the earth with a layer of golden linen.

Before you know it, the bamboo chairs in the house have been replaced with rounded wooden chairs and wooden stools, and the wooden bucket used to hold ice cubes has been replaced with a large vase. Unconsciously, there are more furnishings in the house, and the most striking thing is that on the square table facing the door, a bouquet of flowers is changed almost every day, or begonias, roses, hibiscus, and so on.

In the afternoon, the sun is warm.

Yu'er wore a brocade half-jacket and lay on the bed to take a nap.

The room is filled with the smell of flowers, and the breeze leaks in through the window, bringing a hint of coolness.

Zhou Zhengzheng cautiously pushed open the door, and saw that Yu'er didn't turn around, so he slowly walked in on tiptoe.

Recently, Yu'er's health has not been very good, and she can take a nap at noon, which is still very nourishing.

Zhou Zhengzheng approached the edge of the bed and gently pulled up the sliding futon to cover Yu'er's shoulders.

It's just that what Zhou Zhengzheng didn't know was that Yu'er had actually woken up at this time, but she didn't get out of bed.

Another gust of wind blew, and the window made a snorting sound, and Zhou Zhengzheng hurriedly closed the window. For fear of waking Yu'er up.

After everything was taken care of, Zhou Zheng gently sat on the edge of Yu'er's bed again.

Because Yu'er is facing inward, Zhou Zhengzheng can't see Yu'er, but the sound of even rhythm of breathing, to Zhou Zhengzheng's ears, is also a natural sound.

Originally, Zhou Zhengzheng just wanted to wait quietly for Yu'er to wake up by herself, although she had prepared all kinds of delicious snacks for Yu'er, Zhou Zhengzheng still hoped that Yu'er could sleep more.

Time passed little by little, but Yu'er seemed to be reluctant to get out of bed.

Zhou Zhengzheng's heart began to panic a little. Could it be that Yu'er is sick.

Zhou Zhengzheng saw that Yu'er hadn't turned over, so he reached out and touched Yu'er's forehead.

"What the hell, I want to sleep a little longer." Yu'er spoke in a rushing voice, and shook off Zhou Zhengzheng's hand with a heavy hand.

Zhou Zhengzheng hurriedly retracted his hand. But there was a smile on his face.

Yu'er's strength in speaking is not small, and her body must have nothing to do with it.

At this time, it was Yu'er's turn to be a little uncomfortable, and it was not much fun to continue pretending to sleep.

Simply, Yu'er rolled over and sat up.

"I'm hungry."

"Okay, my mother is ready for a long time!" Zhou Zhengzheng excitedly brought the bamboo basket full of pastries to Yu'er.

"Come on, you can choose for yourself, if it's not enough, you will do it."

The basket in front of Yu'er is all Yu'er's favorite food. There are soybean crisps, red bean cakes, almond tea, and turtle jelly.

Yu'er had never been able to eat all the things she liked at one time, so she couldn't help but tremble in her heart and secretly glanced at Zhou Zhengzheng.

"Eat, it's rare that you have an appetite today, so finish it."

Zhou Zhengzheng nodded at Yu'er, and couldn't help but touch Yu'er's head.

At this time, Yu'er didn't dodge.

In fact, Yu'er also understands that it takes too much time to make so many delicious foods at one time, and the soybean crisp alone has to go through dozens of steps such as steaming, boiling, and grinding, so how can it not be cumbersome.

"Mother, there are so many, I can't eat it alone, let's eat together." Yu'er looked at Zhou Zheng and said seriously.

"Well, why don't you eat together." Zhou Zhengzheng happily took a piece of glutinous rice dumplings and handed it to Yu'er, which is Yu'er's favorite food.

"There's a sweet stuffing in there, you'll love it."

Yu'er didn't shirk either, and opened her mouth to bite in.

Suddenly, a burst of sesame fragrance fills it, with a rich aroma and endless aftertaste.

"Yes, it's delicious. It's delicious. Yu'er quickly grabbed another one and stuffed it into her mouth. Bite it hard.

"Eat slowly, eat slowly, be careful of choking." Zhou Zhengzheng reminded nervously.

"Mother, why don't you eat." After devouring several pastries, Yu'er found out that Zhou Zhengzheng had been watching herself eat.

"My mother is not hungry, Yu'er likes to eat so much, these are all left to Yu'er."

Zhou Zhengzheng looked at Yu'er gently, and reached out to wipe the little black sesame seeds from the corner of Yu'er's mouth.

"If my mother doesn't eat it, then I won't eat it either." Yu'er suddenly pulled her face, and the pastries she had already held in her hand were also thrown back into the basket.

This caught Zhou Zheng off guard, and there was no smile on his face.

"Yu'er, don't be angry, you see, my mother has eaten too." Zhou Zhengzheng grabbed a crab roe bun and took a bite hard.