Xiao Junjue and Rong Zhao are a head taller, Rong Zhao is still tall, and it only reaches his chin, but Xiao Junjue will kiss his face in order to facilitate the posture of holding her, parting his long legs and lowering his head.

Both of them were stunned, their eyes facing each other, and they were stunned on the spot for a while.

Rong Zhao's face was red and hot, like a red apple, and Xiao Junjue was similar, and his nose was red.

Holding Rong Zhao's hand as if she was electrocuted, Xiao Junjue suddenly let go of her hand, swallowed her throat, and said, "Didn't you say you were tired just now, then rest for a while." ”

Rong Zhao was restless, lowered his head, and glanced at Xiao Junjue again, his voice was small, delicate and soft, "That's good." ”

Rong Zhao held the sword in both hands, twisted and pinched, looked back at him again, turned around and touched his lips, shrugged his shoulders and laughed secretly.

This unintentional kiss was not only stunned by Rong Zhao and Xiao Junjue, but even Rong Yao and a few people next to him were stunned. Rong Yao looked at it dumbfounded, his eyes didn't blink, and his little eyes were full of excitement.

Xiao Junjue turned his head to look at him, his phoenix eyes sank, and he said in a low voice: "Continue to practice." ”

Why? Rong Yao wanted to look up to the sky and shouted, why Rong Zhao could rest, he had to continue practicing, his brother-in-law was really eccentric, and he was kissed by the old sister and let her rest, eccentric.

Sure enough, men are all.

Xiao Junjue touched her cheeks, glanced at Rong Zhao, walked over slowly, sat on another chair, pretended to be nothing, and changed the topic to alleviate the current embarrassment, "I heard what Yin Shizi said yesterday that you took in the prince of Rongguo?"

Rong Zhao's face was still hot, she drank water to relieve the throbbing, put down the teacup again, and said casually: "He has already left Changge City." ”

"That's the best, he has a special status, and it's a trouble to stay in Changge City. Xiao Junjue bowed, embarrassed to look at Rong Zhao, picked up the teacup and took a sip, "If something happens, you will also be implicated." ”

Watching him drink a cup of tea to the bottom, Rong Zhao's originally flushed face "poofed" like a fire, "You used my teacup." ”

"Huh?" Xiao Junjue almost didn't squirt out the tea, put down the teacup in a panic, and stumbled: "I'...... I didn't know it was yours. He stood up suddenly, "I remember that I still have business to do, so I'll go back to the study first, you can rest for a while and then practice, just follow what I just taught, and then come back to the acceptance when I'm done." ”

In Rong Zhao's words, Xiao Junjue ran with his tail between his legs.

Rong Zhao held the teacup in his hand and smiled playfully, looking at the king of Chu, who had always been calm as a rock, with this panicked appearance, which was quite cute.

I can't help but think that he was so flustered that time.

It was a sweet smile, but it suddenly stopped when I thought about it.

That night, she was Rong Wan's stand-in.

In the end, the person in Xiao Junjue's heart is Rongwan.

Rong Zhao has always had strong self-esteem and arrogance, how could she allow the person Xiao Junjue likes to be someone else?

Fingers tightened the teacup little by little, Rong Xin was right, as long as she occupied Xiao Junjue's heart, that Rong Wan, stay where it is cool.

Rong Zhao stood up again, dancing with a sword and practicing with a clear eye, much more serious than when Xiao Junjue taught her just now. And she already has a foundation, and she is also handy in practice, but she has a bit of a posture of practicing martial arts.

Since Xiao Junjue likes her to practice swords, then she will practice.

Rong Zhao is used to long whips, and he was a little unaccustomed to using swords at first, but maybe it was due to genetic factors from generation to generation, and he had some talent in martial arts, and he made rapid progress in a few days, although he couldn't catch up with her whip, but it was not bad, and even Xiao Junjue couldn't help but nod his head on the side.

Maybe it was the Mo Evil Sword that found its true owner, so it was able to make Rong Zhao understand it in such a short period of time.

But because of this, the Chu Wangfu has to bring in some fresh roses every day, these roses are torn into pieces, soaked in water soaked in pearl powder, white sandalwood sesame oil, and honey, and used to soak her hands every day after practicing the sword to prevent her slender jade hands from grinding out calluses.

Rong Zhao recently not only followed Xiao Junjue to practice swords every day, but also learned to make soup, Rong Xin told her that if she wants to control a man's heart, she must first control his stomach.

She hadn't cooked a meal in her two lives combined, which was quite a challenge for her.

The first time she learned to make soup, she almost set the kitchen on fire, the second time she almost didn't burn herself, and the third time it was even worse, it was already stewed on the stove, but it was all blown up, just because she forgot to add water.

However, she did not give up easily, and still had the spirit of perseverance, and finally achieved phased success after repeated defeats.

After the results achieved after a lot of hard work, Rong Zhao was directly brought to Xiao Junjue. Nighthawk night owls looked at their throats, not because they were hungry, but because they were all sweating for the prince.

To be honest, even a calm character like Xiao Junjue couldn't help but cast suspicious eyes at her when faced with such a cup of soup.

However, Rong Zhao's eyes were too hot, and even Xiao Junjue felt that if he didn't drink, Rong Zhao could hold his head and pour it into him.

Sure enough, as soon as Xiao Junjue entered his mouth, he vomited out, he had tried his best to endure it, but he really couldn't help it.

Nighthawk Night Owl secretly rejoiced, but fortunately the princess didn't ask them to try it.

"Is it so unpalatable?" Seeing this, Rong Zhao's nose smoked angrily, and said: "Xiao Junjue, I don't know why you are so good, this is the first time this princess has cooked for someone, what do you mean by spitting it all out for me." ”

Xiao Junjue hurriedly drank water and rinsed his mouth to relieve it, pointed to the soup in the stew pot, and said, "You try." ”

"Try it, I don't believe it's that unpalatable. Rong Zhao sat down at the dining table, scooped a bowl of soup, glanced at Xiao Junjue, and affirmed: "I won't spit it out like you, look at it." ”

Taking a sip full of confidence, Rong Zhao's eyes instantly widened, and he spit it out all of them, and said while wiping his mouth: "What is this, it's salty to death." Lonely, quick, water, water, water, my tongue is salty. ”

"Don't you know how you did it yourself?" Xiao Junjue rinsed her mouth several times, and still felt that her tongue was wooden.

She really shouldn't be trusted.

Rong Zhao looks no different from a hot puppy with a sticking out his tongue, and he can't stop drinking water. She was so confident that she swallowed a little, and her throat was about to smoke at the moment.

She recalled, slamming the table, almost crying, "I must have mistaken sugar for salt." ”

Qiushui rolled down his throat, "Miss, what do you mean?"

Rong Zhao snorted and twitched, and explained the process of her cooking, "At the beginning, I used salt as white pepper, and I thought that if it was salty, I would add more water, but who knew that I used the sugar by mistake again, and I was so busy that I forgot to add more water." ”

Nighthawk couldn't help it, "Princess, are you preparing to murder your husband?"

Rong Zhao snorted him and said to Xiao Junjue: "Although it is salty, it still tastes good, right, I will pay attention to it next time." ”

Xiao Junjue was stunned, "Do you still want to do it?"

"Of course!" Rong Zhao took it for granted and nodded vigorously. Suddenly, his eyes must have looked at him threateningly, and he said definitely: "I made it for you to eat, you should be grateful to Dade, which is so many things." ”

Everyone slapped their heads, when will this day be a head.

But it seems that the most unlucky is the prince.

Several people looked at Xiao Junjue together, only to see the corners of his mouth twitch on his always unchanged face.

Rong Zhao's attention was not on them, squinting at the stew pot, silently bowing a few times, next time, she would definitely do better, and she would never use white pepper and sugar as salt again.

When she served it to Xiao Junjue for the second time, she really didn't make the mistake of last time, but she just used vinegar as cooking wine.

When she waited for the third time, she did not put anything wrong again as she promised, but when Xiao Junjue scooped the first bite, she scooped out an earring.

And Rong Zhao's ear is just one missing.

The successive failures did not break Rong Zhao's perseverance, and when she was determined to do so for the fourth time, Xiao Junjue held her down.

"Learn something else, you're really not talented in this. Xiao Junjue really didn't understand why she was so obsessed with cooking, but it seemed that it was better for her to dance and play with the sword.

Rong Zhao pursed her lips, did she really have no talent? At least she did it this time.

"If you have nothing to do and want to find something to pass the time, choose the same as piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Xiao Junjue said.

She doesn't like it the most, it's more boring than cooking.

Seeing her reluctance, Xiao Junjue was straightforward and made a decision for her, "Let's learn the piano, most of the people who play the piano have an elegant temperament." ”

Qin, hum, Rong Wan's best thing is the piano, do you want me to learn her?

Rong Zhao was absolutely unwilling, snorted lightly, and pouted his face, "Who said that the person who plays the piano is elegant? Only the geisha in the Qinglou Hook Fence can learn, and I don't learn the things that entertain people." ”

"That's chess. Xiao Junjue said.

Rong Zhao glanced at him and raised his eyebrows, "Do you think I'm a person who can stand it?"

"Books. ”

"If I like it, I don't need you to ghostwrite the women's training for a hundred times. ”

"Draw. ”

Rong Zhao's eyes rolled on his face, and a flash of inspiration, "You teach me?"

Since you can't control his stomach, isn't it a good way to get along day and night?

Xiao Junjue lowered her eyes, thought for a while, and said, "Okay." ”

Rong Zhao smiled secretly in his heart, but there was a disapproving look on his face, and he put up his shelf, "You promised me yet, let me think about it." ”

Rong Zhao considered that the time was very short, and the next day Xiao Junjue ran to the study after her.

But Xiao Junjue still has unfinished business, so let her wait in the back hall.

The furnishings of the room are very in line with Xiao Junjue's character, and it is best to describe it with the word cold.

Simple and neat, but also old-fashioned and boring, all the furnishings are dull colors, not even a little fresh color blending.

Rong Zhao walked around, sat on the bed, patted the bed board, the more she looked at the bed, the more unpleasant it became, and said: "It's all you, I cut Xiao Junjue's bed in the morning, you arrived in the afternoon, you can't get along with me, do you want to break up our two husbands and wives? And that Xiao Junjue, with me as a beautiful lady like the moon and flowers, don't go, go to you every day, you are so good." Don't be complacent, one day I will also press on you, so that you will not be able to turn over for the rest of your life. ”