Rong Zhao told Xiao Junjue about Aunt Zou, she was self-aware, although this matter was asked of her, but in the final analysis, it was Xiao Junjue who had to do it.

Whoever makes the family is the prince, she is just a princess.

Xiao Junjue was worried about how to clean up these corrupt officials and corrupt officials, and happened to send such a thing, of course, she agreed. However, it will take a few days to go to Qingcheng after dealing with the business in Meishan.

"I don't believe it, how can I be so stupid, I would believe that hanging yellow cloth strips on the tree can make my wish come true, you lie to me!" Xiao Junjue told her that in order to pray for him, she went to the Baifu Tree to pray for blessings, Rong Zhao pouted when she heard it, so she didn't believe that she would do such a childish thing.

"Don't believe me, do you? Then you wait for me, I'll go out and I'll be back soon. Xiao Junjue has always been calm, but this time he seemed impatient and asked the night owl to prepare a car for him to go out of the city.

It was cloudy outside, and it looked like it was going to rain, but he suddenly wanted to go out of the city, Rong Zhao didn't know what kind of medicine he was selling in his gourd, so he grabbed him, "What are you going to do?"

Xiao Junjue put on her clothes and tied the strap on her collar, "I'll go get the evidence." He took advantage of Rong Zhao's inattention and sneaked a bite at the corner of her mouth, Rong Zhao hit him, and he dodged him again, "Wait for me." ”

Rong Zhao didn't understand what he meant, he just stomped his feet angrily, "Xiao Junjue, fortunately, you run fast, take a step slower, see that I don't kill you." ”

She touched her stomach and snorted, "Your bastard daddy, you will bully people." ”

Rong Zhao didn't take it seriously, who knows what he was going to do, she picked up the needle and thread and began to embroider the purse.

She almost never touched the needle, not because she was lazy, but because she had never had a talent for it.

There was a joke yesterday, she saw the sachet worn by Xiao Junjue and said casually, saying that the duck embroidered on it was the ugliest duck she had ever seen.

It was just a casual remark, but who knew that a few people laughed one after another. She didn't know what they were laughing at, or Nighthawk told her that this was the purse she had embroidered for Xiao Junjue before, and it was embroidered with mandarin ducks.

Rong Zhao will never admit that she embroidered the mandarin duck into a duck, so today she is working hard and determined to embroider a mandarin duck. She was clumsy, and it took her half a day to twist the thread into the eye of the needle, and embroider according to the pattern of the drawing, and her hand was almost not her own, but after a while, she lost patience and threw it aside.

waited for the embroidery to be thrown, only then did he find that it was raining heavily outside, but Xiao Junjue had not come back from this trip, Rong Zhao sat on the edge of the bed, and couldn't help fidgeting.

The huge rain slammed against the eaves of the window, and it disturbed her heart.

Pacing around the room, rubbing her hands back and forth, listening to the sound of rain getting louder and louder, she waited more and more anxiously.

Take the evidence, what evidence?

Rong Zhao pondered, could it be- did he go to get the yellow cloth?

This idiot, he's really going.

"Qiushui, come in. Rong Zhao really couldn't wait any longer, so he called Qiushui.

Qiushui was eating the newly made kidney bean cake made by Aunt Zou today, and she was called coldly, and ran into the room before she wiped her mouth.

Chew hard a few times and swallow it raw, "What's the matter, Miss?"

"Do you know where the Hundred Blessing Tree is?" Rong Zhao asked busily.

Qiushui said: "I know, Miss took me there." ”

Rong Zhao was overjoyed and grabbed her hand, "That's great, you take me there." ”

"Huh?" Qiushui's wide eyes were about to fall out, "It's raining heavily." She thought that Rong Zhao wanted to pray for blessings on a whim, so she persuaded, "Miss wants to pray for blessings, and it's not too late for the rain to pass." ”

"What nonsense, hurry up, let Nighthawk prepare the carriage for me. Rong Zhao acted resolutely, and prepared the clothes for going out as she spoke, she was in a hurry, and she didn't need to be served by others, so she changed her clothes.

Qiushui hesitated for a while, and as soon as Rong Zhao turned his head, he saw that she was still there, and shouted: "Hurry up, what are you doing there?"

"Miss, you have to go out and wait for the prince to come back, if you have a case, the slave and maid can't afford to eat it. Qiushui laughed bitterly, wrinkled together with sorrow.

"If he can come back, what am I going to do when I go out?" When Qiushui was so verbose, Rong Zhao pinched his waist and pushed his stomach forward, quite a bit like a Hedong lion's roar, and roared, "Don't go quickly!"

In an instant, the autumn water disappeared in Rong Zhao's sight like a puff of smoke. Rong Zhao took a long breath, and he couldn't let her maintain her ladylike demeanor.

The night owl didn't know what the prince was going to do, so he let him drive the carriage to the Baifu Tree. Originally, he thought that the prince wanted to pray for the princess or the little masters, but he didn't expect him to find a ladder, and then he followed the ladder up the tree, and never came down again, even if it rained, and he could only hold the ladder for him under the tree.

"Go back, the rain is getting heavier and heavier. He looked up at the prince, and when he looked up, the rain hit his face and he couldn't open it, and the prince waved the branches, and as soon as he raised his head and spoke, the rain fell into his mouth.

It didn't rain when I came out, and I left in a hurry, and I didn't remember to bring an umbrella, and now I only have to be watered.

"Wait for me to find it. Xiao Junjue replied to him in his busy schedule, he stood on the ladder, picking up the branches, there were many strips of cloth on the branches, dense, and he looked at them one by one.

"What are you looking for, my subordinates will help you find it. The night owl shaved his face and took a handful of water.

"No need for you, if you're afraid of the rain, go back to the carriage and wait, I'll have to find it myself." Xiao Junjue is also persistent enough, his body is more wet than the night stalk, just now he disliked the clothes that hindered him from finding things, and he took them off, and now he only wears a layer of jackets in his clothes, and his body is already wet and transparent.

How could the night owl go back to shelter from the rain by himself, he could only accompany him. But there was a little funny in his heart, after following the prince for so long, it was the first time he saw the prince go up the tree, which was a little funny.

It seems that since the princess became pregnant, many of the prince's behaviors have become childish, is it true that a man will not change his temperament when he becomes a father?

He thought to himself, and when he turned his head, he saw Nighthawk coming in a carriage not far away, and stopped on the side of the road.

In the distance, he saw that the person leaning out of the car window seemed to be the princess, and raised his head and shouted, "Lord, the princess is here." ”

Xiao Junjue turned her head to look and wiped her face, "Why is she here?" He shouted to the night owl, "Night owl, go, let the princess go back." ”

The night owl held on to the ladder, not daring to let go, Xiao Junjue said: "It's okay, I'll stand firm." If she doesn't go back, let her stay in the car and not get out. ”

The night owl trotted to Rong Zhao's side, Rong Zhao asked the lonely bird to give him an umbrella, and stared at Xiao Junjue with a pair of eyes, "What is he doing climbing the tree?"

The dignified prince climbed a tree, and he was embarrassed to say it, how could he be like a child, he was a person who wanted to be a father.

The night owl wiped the water from his face, "The subordinates don't know, it seems to be looking for something." ”

I'm really looking for yellow cloth, if there is such a thing, it's been two years, and it's still strange. Even if it is still tied to a tree, the wind and the sun are blowing, and the words on the cloth are long gone.

"Xiao Junjue, you come back for me!" Rong Zhao shouted at Xiao Junjue by pulling his neck.

The tree was on a small hill, and the carriage could not go up, so it stopped at the side of the road, and there was a little distance, and she tried her best, but she was stopped by the rain and the wind.

The other end couldn't hear at all.

Rong Zhao thought that Xiao Junjue regarded her words as wind in his ears, as if he couldn't hear them, so he was in a hurry.

He got out of the carriage with his skirt in his hand, snatched the umbrella from Nighthawk's hand, and walked up the hill ignoring the obstructions of others.

She was in a hurry, and the rain did not reduce its momentum, and the rain was also strange, as if she didn't dare to stop her, it was smaller than what had just fallen.

"Xiao Junjue, you come down for me!" Rong Zhao really wanted to kick the ladder to him.

"Why did you get up, get back to the carriage quickly!" Xiao Junjue saw Rong Zhao jump down directly from the ladder, and when he came down, his long sleeves hooked a branch, and he was about to take it away, but he found that there was a yellow cloth strip under the bottom branch, with déjà vu handwriting on it.

He was overjoyed, and quickly and carefully plucked the strip of cloth from the branches, and some of the faded yellow cloth was reflected in his starry eyes, "Found it, I found it." ”

He said with joy.

"What?" Rong Zhao stretched his neck to look and saw the blurred handwriting written on the yellow cloth: "May Xiao Junjue recover soon."

Although it was not clear, Rong Zhao recognized that it was her character. It's not good-looking, but it has characteristics, just like her character, with a smell of flying and domineering.

It should be because it is hung under the lowest branch and attached to the trunk, tied firmly, and hidden, and cannot be exposed to the sun and wind, so it is retained.

Rong Zhao looked at Xiao Junjue stupidly, her heart was boiling like a turbulent wave, and the waves were like a hot spring, and the warmth was injected into her heart.

"You fool, you're here in the rain for this?" the fool, just because she didn't believe her, he came here to find something from two years ago, and poured himself into a soup chicken.

Xiao Junjue raised the yellow cloth strip, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, "I want to prove to you that we really have a very good memory, you really liked me and loved me before." ”

Rong Zhao's eyes were misty, and at that moment, her mind seemed to bloom in a thousand-year-old rock.

She tilted her head, pinched the strip of cloth, held Xiao Junjue's hand, and stared at him fixedly, word by word, "Xiao Junjue, I don't remember before, if I don't remember, I don't remember." But I want to tell you that I don't care what happened before, I just know that now, at the moment, I like you, I fall in love with you. ”

The roar of rain whipped on the bare branches, beating strips of yellow cloth full of blessings. Xiao Junjue's eyes were filled with countless colorful streamers, looking at her with the joy and joy she had always dreamed of.

He couldn't believe it, he didn't seem to believe his ears, and wanted to be sure again, "You say it again, Zhaozhao, you say it again." ”

Rong Zhao bit the corner of his mouth slightly, "You shut up for me, don't talk nonsense, I want to kiss you." She threw the umbrella away, slammed it into Xiao Junjue's arms, put her arms around his neck, stood on tiptoe, and put her lips on his.

This time, she took the initiative.