Zhu Junyang obviously didn't expect that this little girl would actually drive him away, who borrowed her guts? However, it seems that there is no need to sit down any longer, and the concubine is still waiting for him to invite someone back.

Zhu Junyang put down the teacup and said, "Actually, this time I came over, it was ordered by my mother!" There seems to be something wrong with the camellia you gave her, and she wants you to come over and see it! ”

The camellia plants she gave to Princess Jing? They are all nourished with spiritual stone water, and their vitality is more tenacious than weeds, how can there be a problem?

"Let's go!" Yu Xiaocao put the tea bowl on the table, stood up, and was about to walk out.

Zhu Junyang glanced at her casual clothes with a little surprise, coughed twice, and then said, "You...... Don't change your clothes? ”

Yu Xiaocao usually goes to Princess Jing's courtyard, either to help cook medicinal food, or to serve the flowers and plants that were "spoiled" by Princess Jing, so she dresses very casually. Princess Jing treated her like a nephew, so that she never felt that there was anything wrong with wearing civilian clothes to be a guest.

As soon as Zhu Junyang said this, she looked down at the clothes on her body, and didn't feel that there was anything to change, so she immediately said, "Didn't you go to help with the flowers and plants?" When the time comes, it will be mud and dirt, and it will be dirty if it is changed. That's good! ”

Zhu Junyang took a closer look at her homely clothes, a pink pomegranate skirt, a pale yellow jacket embroidered with colorful butterfly and flower patterns, a few strands of tea-pink streamers on her waist, a black and shiny hair combed into a playful double bun on the top of her head, embellished with pink pearl hair ornaments, and a slight smile on her pink little face, her eyes were as clear as a stream under the ice, not stained with a trace of earthly dust......

Although it is the most ordinary casual clothes, wearing it on this little girl who has not grown up adds a bit of cuteness. The little girl was born in a peasant family, but her demeanor is more elegant and graceful than those so-called famous ladies in Beijing. It was as if he was not wearing the most homely clothes, but carefully dressed up, and his expression was so indifferent and frank.

Zhu Junyang was born in the royal family, how could he avoid attending banquets? Those ladies in Beijing regard every party as a stage to show themselves, and they can't wait to pile up their most gorgeous clothes and the most expensive accessories. The smell of fat powder can almost stun people, and the carefully painted makeup, regardless of whether it is suitable for you or not, as long as it is popular, you will draw it on your face. Obviously, the beautiful and lovely appearance has to be as gorgeous as a ghost, and he is not afraid of scaring people away!

In contrast, it is still the little girl in front of her, plain face, refreshing, so real and pure, it is comfortable to watch!

"Little county king? To go or not to go? I have to rush back in the evening to make a confinement meal for my godmother! Yu Xiaocao saw that Zhu Junyang was there, so he didn't move, and hurriedly urged.

Another point, the little girl was not shocked and frightened by his condensed and indifferent appearance, and she was quite bold. No one had ever been a guest at his door, and no one had ever brought tea to drive people away, and no one dared to urge him impatiently. Well...... was treated like this by her, he didn't have a trace of annoyance, could it be that he was the "masochist" that the emperor said?

Seeing Yu Xiaocao glaring back at him impatiently, Zhu Junyang touched his nose and followed honestly. When he came out to pick up people, he brought the carriage of the palace over. The mother concubine went out this time in a relatively low-key manner, and the carriage prepared was only slightly more gorgeous than the decoration of ordinary people, and it was enough to be sassy in Yu Xiaocao's eyes!

Stepping on the small stool placed by the people of King Jing's mansion, Yu Xiaocao climbed into the carriage quickly, and as soon as he sat down, the carriage started slowly. It is worthy of the carriage of King Jing's Mansion, it walks smoothly enough, and the soft collapse in this car, with a thick brocade quilt, leaning on the soft pillow, Yu Xiaocao not only sighed - but also rich!

The courtyard where Princess Jing lived was not far from Fangfu, and the carriage stopped in front of the courtyard after a while. Yu Xiaocao didn't wait for the subordinates to prepare the stool, so he jumped down and startled the subordinates who were waiting on the side. Miss Yu is a distinguished guest of Princess Jing, if she bumps into it, they can't afford to eat it!

Xiaocao's action of jumping out of the carriage is like an agile little monkey, if it is replaced by those ladies in Beijing, Zhu Junyang must think that she is rude and has no tutor. can be changed to this teenage girl, but she feels very lively and cute!

Yu Xiaocao came to the back garden familiarly, and saw Princess Jing squatting on the ground, poking a small shovel at a camellia, as if she was loosening the soil for it. However, the shovel in her hand was too close to the camellia, and it must have hurt the rhizomes of many camellias. Xiaocao sighed deeply in her heart, these camellias have been able to survive until now before they have problems, and their vitality is tenacious enough.

Yu Xiaocao didn't say a word, walked over and squatted down beside Princess Jing, took the shovel in her hand, and said while demonstrating: "Princess Niangniang, when you loosen the soil, be careful not to touch the roots of flowers and plants." Generally, precious flowers and plants are more delicate, and once the roots are injured, they are likely to wither and die. ”

Princess Jing raised her face full of distress and worry, frowned, and asked weakly: "Xiaocao, can I still save these camellias?" ”

When the grass loosened the soil for the camellia, I saw that the roots of each camellia plant had obvious tea stains, and gently pulled away the soil, and sure enough, I found that the roots of the camellia were obviously damaged.

Facing Princess Jing, who really loves flowers, but doesn't know how to raise them, and repeatedly stubbornly serves flowers and plants with her own hands, she is really reluctant to say anything serious. After all, Princess Jing is also a flower obsession. She sighed and said euphemistically: "Princess Niangniang, you'd better not use tea to water the flowers in the future." If you have to pour it, don't use hot tea, okay? ”

Seeing through the little trick, Princess Jing, who was much younger than her actual age, blushed. She glanced at her youngest son, who was looking at her in surprise, and explained, "I forgot to water the flowers that day, so I carried the teapot on the table and poured it." I...... I really didn't notice that the tea was hot......"

Princess Jing looks like a noblewoman who is spoiled and has no bottom line, her husband loves her, and her three sons are also coaxing and spoiling her, she is almost forty years old, and she still shows the innocence of a little girl from time to time. Yu Xiaocao sighed again: Princess Jing must have accumulated great virtue in her previous life, and she will be so lucky and happy in this life.

Zhu Junyang saw that his mother was blushing and looked at a loss, and his body spontaneously relieved her: "Mother, we all know that you didn't mean it, just pay more attention in the future!" Miss Yu, do you think these camellias are still saved? ”

While talking, he exchanged glances to Yu Xiaocao, meaning that she lied to his mother that Camellia could still be saved. If it really can't be saved, wasn't the camellia found by Xiaocao in the mountains? He took the time to go to Xishan with her to try his luck tomorrow, there was no reason why she could find him?

looked at the little county king, who had always been paralyzed, raised his eyebrows and squeezed his eyes to himself, with that bewitching and handsome face, I didn't know that he thought he was flattering her. Alas! People are good-looking, even if they make an ugly grimace, they are also appreciated.

Yu Xiaocao said to Princess Jing: "Princess Niangniang, don't worry! Fortunately, you didn't water the flowers with hot tea, otherwise the god of flowers would not have been saved. These camellias have only partially scalded their roots, so it shouldn't be a big problem to take care of them. ”

When Princess Jing heard this, her heart finally relaxed. Although Yu Xiaocao's words were not very pleasant, after all, these injuries were intentional by her, and she was blaming herself and regretting herself in her heart, so she naturally didn't notice the disrespect in the little girl's words.

Zhu Junyang secretly raised his eyebrows, it seems that this little girl is naturally bold, even Princess Jing dares to be sarcastic secretly. Is this girl really a peasant girl from a small family with little knowledge? Who borrowed her guts?

Yu Xiaocao didn't notice the slightly curious inquisitive eyes behind her, and after loosening the soil for the camellias, she took the bucket from the maid waiting next to her, and took advantage of the fact that the people next to her were not paying attention, dripped two drops of spirit stone liquid into it, mixed it with a water scoop, and poured it moderately on the injured roots of the camellias.

I don't know if it was an illusion or a dazzle, Zhu Junyang actually instantly felt that the camellia seemed to be a lot more energetic, and the most serious curly leaf also stretched a little. Zhu Junyang touched his chin and looked inquisitive: This is not logical? Why is it that as soon as Yu Xiaocao handles it, these flowers and plants are obviously different? Could it be that the little girl is the goddess of flowers?

Poof-Zhu Junyang was amused by his unbelievable thoughts! Shouldn't the god of flowers be gorgeous and full of fragrance? How can it be a little girl who is thin and underweight?

Yu Xiaocao also watered the nearby flowers. After finishing it, she took the handkerchief handed over by Mei Xiang, gently wiped the water stains on her hands, and looked at Princess Jing to stop talking.

Zhu Junyang saw that his mother's mind was on those camellias, and he didn't pay attention to Xiaocao's movements, so he hurriedly said for his mother: "Miss Yu, please speak directly if you have something to say." ”

Princess Jing also raised her eyes to look at Yu Xiaocao and asked, "Are there any things that need to be paid attention to in the future with these camellias?" ”

"Princess Niangniang, with all due respect, the work of serving flowers and plants, you should leave it to the florist!" Yu Xiaocao decided to tell the truth for the sake of these poor flowers. Up and down the Jingwang Mansion, it is too much to Princess Jing, and she is still talking about this anti-ear advice.

Princess Jing's eyes shrouded in smoke like Lin Daiyu made people feel pity when they saw it. Fortunately, she is really weak, not the annoying white lotus, Yu Xiaocao secretly celebrated.

"Xiaocao, do you think I'm not suitable for raising flowers and plants?" Princess Jing frowned slightly, and her face was covered with sorrow, making people reluctant to tell the truth.

Yu Xiaocao took a deep breath and said, "Love is not just about giving, but about giving it the most suitable." Princess Niangniang, as long as you stand beautifully among the flowers every day and devote your admiring eyes to it, it is the most sincere appreciation for the flowers. ”

Princess Jing didn't expect that such a young girl from the countryside, the most ordinary, could say more beautiful and emotional words than any well-educated lady. Unconsciously, I was fascinated by the beauty she described.