Chapter 12: The First Sip of Vinegar

"The descendants of the palace are not allowed to enter the palace without being communicated, and if you don't have hibiscus and peony, you can go and play with your sisters-in-law if you are bored."

"I'd better go by myself"

"Then I'll go say hello to my brothers"

"Wait a minute, you give me back the handkerchief"

Chu Yiyun was embarrassed, he didn't expect Song Lingxi to go back so soon: "Uh...... I originally said that I would return it to you after washing it."

Song Lingxi picked up the handkerchief and turned around: "Anyway, it's all hibiscus washing, not all of them are the same."

Chu Yiyun smiled helplessly, as if what the princess said made sense.

Although Changle Palace is lively today, none of the people in the courtyard can talk to Song Lingxi, and she has to walk around to take a look.

Song Lingxi inadvertently stopped when he passed by a piece of red geraniums, which were not only as unrestrained as fire, but also as beautiful as the sun, and more enthusiastic as blood.

Just as she was fascinated, a magnetic voice came from behind her: "It turns out that Princess Qi is also a person who understands flowers."

Song Lingxi turned around and saw that the person who came was a handsome son, tall and not rough, slightly darker than Chu Yiyun's skin, and looked like he should be a martial artist: "You know me?" ”

"On the 60th birthday of the Marquis of Xia Luo Zhichengding, I had the honor to see the princess in the palace"

"You are the brother of Princess Xiang"

"The princess really has a good memory, just now I saw that the princess was so fascinated, she should have studied this tribute flower"

"Where, since General Luo knows that this is a tribute flower, I think the general is also a person who cherishes flowers."

"The princess laughed, how could she understand these things if she was a rough martial artist in the next Jiejie?"

"The husband stands up to the sky, he is responsible for defending the family and the country, the general is the real hero, where some people will fiddle with flowers, grass, fish and birds"

Of course, Luo Zhicheng didn't know what Song Lingxi meant by his words, he only knew that he was praising him in the front, and he didn't know what he meant in the back: "It's an honor to be praised by the princess."

When the arrest of Zhou Li began, Chu Yiyun saw that Song Lingxi had not come back and ran to find it by himself.

When Chu Yiyun found it, he saw a man and a woman next to the fiery geraniums chatting very closely, although Song Lingxi and him were just a nominal husband and wife, but when he saw Song Lingxi standing with other men, Chu Yiyun was still jealous, Chu Yiyun stepped forward and pretended to hold Song Lingxi in his arms: "General Luo is also here, let's go, Lingxi Xuan'er's Zhou ceremony has begun."

Although Song Lingxi was still a little disgusted, she did not break free from his shackles, since she wanted to play a loving couple, then this set of scenes had to be done.

But what she didn't expect was that after they left Luo Zhicheng's sight, Chu Yiyun's hand was still on her shoulder, and she didn't mean to let go: "I'll tell you, don't talk to Luo Zhicheng alone in the future, not only Luo Zhicheng, but also other men, you are the princess of this king, it's not good to talk and laugh with other men, and be seen."

Song Lingxi's face sank and Chu Yiyun broke away: "Who said that you were laughing, you don't want to think about the dirty things you did."

Not to be outdone, Chu Yiyun put his hand around Song Lingxi's waist again: "What did I do to me?" You make it clear to me."

When Song Lingxi was about to break the big hand on her waist, she had no choice but to retract her hand when she saw the two palace maids in front of her coming towards her: "You know it in your own heart."

Chu Yiyun began to reflect on what dirty things he had done, could it be that his "good" reputation had spread to Luoyang? Isn't this enough, there are more playboys in the imperial capital than sparrows, what is he?

I thought that their relationship would change after catching Zhou Li this time, but I didn't expect that Song Lingxi would still turn a blind eye to him after going back, and he never ate in the restaurant, so Chu Yiyun didn't go to the restaurant himself, and ate casually in the bedroom or study.

The days go by like this, this time the two seem to be planning to die and never get along, every day you live yours, he lives his.

May in Dachang has entered the summer, and this summer seems to be particularly hot, so hot that Chu Yiyun is restless all day long, in fact, this is not the reason for the weather but because Chu Yiyun's heart is blocked by Song Lingxi, he really can't guess what kind of girl Song Lingxi is, obviously their relationship has improved in the Zhou ceremony of King Xiaoxiang, but as soon as she returns to the palace, she is like a different person.

I couldn't sleep when I was lying on the bed and tossing and turning until late at night, so I simply got up and didn't sleep: "Yang Yong"

"Yes, Lord Wang"

Yang Yong pushed open the door and walked in: "What's the matter, Lord Wang?"

"I'm so hot, go find a fan to fan me"

Yang Yong touched his forehead and said a little inexplicably: "Fan? But I don't think it's hot today."

Chu Yiyun only glared, Yang Yong ran out with a smoke, and after a while, Yang Yong came back with a fan: "I'm back, Lord Wang."

Chu Yiyun sat on the Taishi's chair and glanced at Yang Yong: "I can see it, fan."

Yang Yong closed his mouth and didn't dare to exhale, Chu Yiyun still looked dissatisfied: "Fan a little hard, I haven't eaten."

Yang Yong is really inexplicably wronged today, obviously the prince himself has something in his heart and has to use him to get angry, and he still muttered while fanning in his mouth: "I was hungry after eating in the middle of the night, and I was obviously unhappy and blamed the weather."

"If you mutter, I'll sew your mouth on you"

Yang Yong stopped talking, and Chu Yiyun simmered for a while and still couldn't hold back: "You said that this Song Lingxi chatted with Luo Zhicheng when he was in the palace, and he didn't say a good word to me as soon as he returned to the palace, as if someone owed her money, what did you say she was thinking in her head?"

Yang Yong continued to shut up and shake the fan as if he hadn't heard it, and Chu Yiyun kicked Yang Yong's calf: "What about you, dumb"

"I'm afraid you'll sew my mouth"

"Say"

"Lord, what the princess thinks in her heart, how will I know, you are husband and wife, you can ask her if you have anything to say, you have to guess here."

"I didn't ask, because I would lose face."

The scorching summer wind is light and rainless, only the sun scorching the earth, for a time can not find the tranquility of the soul, everywhere is full of restlessness and impetuousness, after three days of continuous sweltering, the fourth day of the evening rainstorm finally poured, for a time dense rain curtain flew down from the air, and then on the eaves, on the ground bloomed a beautiful splash.

The next day after the heavy rain raged overnight, the blue sky showed vitality to human beings, Song Lingxi pushed open the window, the fresh air after the rain instantly eliminated the summer heat and troubles, the roads in the courtyard were flooded, the peony in the courtyard was deaf and put on its head by the furious rain, and took off the gorgeous petals with infinite sadness, while the grass was still raising a tough stalk, firmly nestled in the earth, indulging in the heavy rain, and the banana tree in the window was also ravaged and drooped down, From time to time, the remaining raindrops slide down the plantain leaves and disappear into the lawn on the ground.