Cold and unruly eyes, slender and beautiful phoenix eyes, high and straight like a carved nose, thin lips pursed into a line. The young man's sharp eyes and cold expression revealed an uninhibited sharpness and edge.

But for some reason, Yu Xiaocao clearly felt that all his coldness and rejection were just a solid shell to protect the softest heart. Arm himself with indifference all the time, he must be tired, right? For no reason, she actually felt a faint distress......

The faint aroma of tea wafted leisurely in the air of the living room. Zhu Junyang sat at the head of the guest seat with a golden knife, slowly picked up a cup of tea, sipped the green buds floating on the tea soup with the lid of the cup, and took a small sip with his ruddy lips - West Lake Longjing, not a multi-expensive variety, but exuded a clear fragrance, and the mellow tea fragrance was something he had never drunk. Zhu Junyang lowered his eyes and looked at the tea leaves in the cup, his thick and straight eyelashes were like a pair of butterfly wings, fanning and fanning. He lowered his head and took another sip of fragrant tea.

Yu Hai sat a little stiffly at the head of King Yangjun. Characters such as the prince and the princess, he has only seen it in listening to dramas and listening to books, and it is really a new experience to share a space with the living prince of the county. Glancing at his little daughter, Yu Hai felt that he couldn't help as a father, and he couldn't embarrass his daughter, right? Thinking so, he tried to straighten his back, and his expression was slightly solemn.

Since the little county king came in, he didn't say a word, and only cared about drinking tea. Yu Xiaocao felt a few black lines hanging down from her head-you're a girl, you won't go to the house to drink tea, right?

Seeing that the little county king didn't mean to speak, Yu Xiaocao was a little uncontrollable. She personally added some tea for the little county king, and said with a light smile: "I don't know why the little county king came this time?" Such an awkward dialogue made her almost bite her tongue, and Yu Xiaocao rolled her eyes in her heart - it's really tiring to talk to these princes and nobles!

Zhu Junyang clearly felt Yu Hai's slightly apprehensive mood. This man who looks extremely honest and simple, he knows that he is the father of the little girl. I glanced at the fresh watermelons on the table in the living room, and the leaves seemed to be still carrying dewdrops, which I must have picked early this morning and brought them to my daughter. What a father who loves his daughter!

The Yu family sold watermelons very well last year, and he knew that. He didn't expect that the watermelon would be ripe at such an early age? If he's not mistaken, even in the warm south, watermelons can't have ripened so early, right?

"This watermelon ......" Zhu Junyang pondered for a moment, he was as sorry as gold, he only said three words, and was silent again.

Nima, not only came to drink tea, but also begged for watermelon? She won't meet a fake county prince, right? Yu Xiaocao couldn't help but roll her eyes.

Out of the corner of her eye, I caught a glimpse of the little girl's expression. Zhu Junyang suddenly felt that something was wrong, why couldn't he sense the girl's emotions and mood?

Zhu Junyang's ability to spy on people's hearts is not mind reading, but can clearly perceive the other party's emotions such as joy, sadness, viciousness, and hatred. For example, Yu Hai was uneasy at this time. The stronger the emotion, the greater the impact on him, and sometimes all kinds of negative emotions are overwhelming, making him almost unable to parry, and he wants to find a channel to explode. For a while, he used violence to vent, but it only added to his notoriety.

For more than a decade, there were few emotions that he could not perceive. But today, he couldn't feel the slightest fluctuation in the little girl in front of him. This surprised and unsettled him at the same time.

While he was in doubt, Yu Xiaocao had already ordered someone to bring a knife, and opened a watermelon with his hands and feet, and put it on the tea tray and brought it to the little county king. Her big eyes were bent into a pair of crescents, and the dimples at the corners of her mouth that she loved to smile appeared from time to time, and she said crisply: "Little Junwang, this watermelon is the earliest ripe one in the melon field of the people's girl's family, let's try it!" ”

Zhu Junyang looked at the bright smile like a spring flower, but he wondered in his heart, behind this smile, is it sincere, is there a conspiracy that he doesn't know? He was shocked to find that without the perception he hated, he had no sense of security in his heart......

He glanced at the bright red watermelon, and then raised his eyes to look at the little man with the tea tray, as if he wanted to look into the depths of her heart through the appearance.

Hey? Didn't the little king want to eat watermelon? I cut it for him, why didn't you eat it again? What are you watching her do? Did she have something dirty on her face? Yu Xiaocao couldn't help but free up a hand and touched her white little face. The watermelon juice on the hand, accidentally left red marks on it.

The big eyes in front of him, clear as water, flickered and blinked. It is often said that a person's eyes can best project her heart. These eyes, which did not dodge under his cold gaze, were as clear as ever, making his defensive heart gradually let go. How much can a country girl who is less than ten years old have a lot of thoughts. From time to time, he has some grass and trees?

Under the gaze of those slightly puzzled eyes, he raised his hand and took a piece of watermelon and slowly put it in his mouth. The sweetness with a slight coolness slowly melts in the mouth. The taste of this watermelon...... It was sweeter and more delicious than all the watermelons he had ever eaten, as if all the negative emotions would be taken away by this indescribable sweetness, and there were only two words left in his heart - enjoy!

"How's it taste?" The little face begging for praise and praise was so vividly presented in front of him. As if he didn't praise him, he would be a sinner for the ages.

Zhu Junyang finished eating the piece of watermelon in his hand, took another slice, and praised it rarely: "It's not bad!" ”

"yes, yes!" Yu Xiaocao's big eyes narrowed into a slit, like a cat-footed cat caressed by the owner, "I'll just say it!" The taste of the watermelon we grow at home is not comparable to that of ordinary watermelon. Just this head alone can be proud of all the watermelons in the Ming Dynasty......"

When Yu Hai heard this, he knew that his daughter's little problem of loving Dou Se had been committed again. This is in front of the prince of the county, don't anger the nobles. He hurriedly spoke: "Girl, can we be modest?" ”

A strong love for her daughter came towards Zhu Junyang. He glanced at the slightly wooden country man. His heart is obviously full of cowardice, but he is willing to take the responsibility of offending himself and help his daughter out of the siege. Compared with those officials who sell their daughters for glory, what pure paternal love this is!

The shackles in Zhu Junyang's heart seemed to have loosened a little at this time. The countrymen are as good as the countrymen, the kind of simplicity, simplicity, and kindness are the so-called nobles who have been in the officialdom for a long time, and they have long been forgotten. It was these that made his body and mind gradually relax at this time.

"Ling Ai is right! Your watermelon is really good! I'll go back to Beijing in a few days and give me a car away! Zhu Junyang said as a matter of course.

Loaded into a car? Give money or not? Zhu Junyang doesn't need to perceive it, and he is easy to be a little girl. In the naked expression, I understood her mood at this time. Who is you? Can't afford a cart of watermelons? The small objects brought back from the West, if you take them out, are worth more than a cart of watermelons! What did you think of you? The kind of street bully who takes things and doesn't give money? Zhu Junyang is happy!

"Lord Jun, dare to ask, will you return to Beijing in a few days?" Give your own watermelon as a gift? It is naturally a glorious thing to be valued by the prince of the county. Thinking that those nobles in the capital have all eaten their own watermelons, and they all know that the Tang Gu Yu family grows delicious watermelons, Yu Hai is excited when he thinks about it. However, the watermelons have not been able to come down in a large area in the past two days, if the prince of the county wants Ming'er, where will he conjure up a cart of watermelons?

Zhu Junyang didn't want to explore too much about his excited and apprehensive ambivalence, and said, "Set off in five days!" I don't know what's the difficulty? ”

"No, no!" Yu Hai finally put his mind at ease, "In five days, the watermelons in the field should be ripe a lot." Pick up a car, it should be no problem! ”

What about the money, what about the money? Shouldn't you give some money? Yu Xiaocao blinked her big bright eyes and looked at the little county king expectantly.

The corners of Zhu Junyang's mouth twitched a few times, this little girl got into the eyes of money, right? I almost didn't stretch out my hand, and I was asking for money! He took off the money bag hanging from his waist and threw it directly onto the tea tray in Xiaocao's hand.

Yu Xiaocao stared at the delicate embroidery money bag, deflated, it didn't seem to look like it contained much silver. As the king of the county, this girl shouldn't be so poor, right? Inside - is it filled with gold bills? Isn't it all written like this in novels? Those high-ranking officials and nobles with status and status all use gold bills. One gold is worth ten silver, the fixed money should be enough, right?

What kind of eyes does that little girl have? Think he gave less? How much can a cart of watermelons cost, a thousand taels of silver hold up the sky, and his purse is a good mutton fat warm jade jade pendant, and he can't buy it without five thousand taels of silver! It's really eye-catching, gold-in-jade!

Ah! This little county king is too poor!! It doesn't matter, when I go to see Princess Jing in a few days, I can mention it in passing and ask her to increase her pocket money for her youngest son. Oops, she's so kind! Hidden merit and fame......

Thinking that Xiaojunwang had a rich mother, Yu Xiaocao no longer struggled with the problem of fixed money or not. She saw that the little king had eaten a few pieces of watermelon, and after she stopped, she asked the girl who was waiting in the outer courtyard to send it to the eldest brother of the guard outside to taste it. Anyway, the watermelon has already opened, and if you put it, you can put it away. The guards are also very hard, okay!

The little girl is very good at being a person! You must know that the guards of King Jing's Mansion are also courteous and stammered when they go out, and they are much more expensive than those high-grade small Beijing officials!

"Those corn seeds...... Have you planted it? Zhu Junyang finally remembered his intention and spoke.

Corn seeds? It's not like you're sorry for sending your own seeds, and you're going to go back, right? Yu Xiaocao looked at the little county king with a look of surprise.

Zhu Junyang said angrily: "What kind of expression do you have?" Master, how can I want to come back with the things I sent? Those ministers of the household department in Beijing did not know how to grow corn. I'm here to ask if you've planted it and how to sow it!! ”