After the passion, Rong Zhao was very tired and fell asleep, but Xiao Junjue kept his eyes open and did not feel sleepy.

His fingers unconsciously touched Rong Zhao's cheek, the skin was smooth and the skin was peeled eggs, and he could pinch out a puff of water with a slight pinch.

It should be Rong Zhao who felt itchy, raised his arm and opened his hand, rubbed his face, even his eyes were open, and he fell asleep on one side of his head.

He lowered his head and kissed her forehead, which she opened mercilessly.

Alas, when you need it, call someone else's father, Jue Jue, throw it aside if you don't need it, and then fall asleep by yourself.

He looked at Rong Zhao with a smile, and gradually, his eyes became gloomy.

People's desires are never satisfied, and Xiao Junjue is also a human being, and it is the same.

At the beginning, he chose Rong Zhao and gave up the country, because in his heart, Rong Zhao was more important than anything else.

He doesn't regret his choice, and even today, he doesn't. Even if he were asked to choose one more time, he would be the same choice.

But human nature is like this, and it is difficult to fill the desires. From just hoping that Eizhao would return to him, to wanting her heart to return to his. When I got it, I wanted more, and I wanted what I had given up.

He pinched Rong Zhao's delicate little nose, didn't wake up, and took it in his mouth, licked the tip of her nose, and woke her up.

Rong Zhao was disturbed to sleep, very unhappy, opened one eye slightly and glanced at him, then quickly closed it, and said angrily: "Xiao Junjue, what are you doing when you don't sleep at night, don't disturb me if you don't sleep!"

Xiao Junjue's lips were pressed to her ear, "Zhaozhao, do you really want to be the queen?"

Rong Zhao was confused and responded impatiently, "Think about it." ”

Who doesn't want to be a queen among the women of the world?

It's annoying. It was a crime to disturb her sleep, especially when she had a sweet dream that her son and daughter were born, and before she could see what she looked like, he woke her up.

Close your eyes and go to sleep, this time you have to see a little more clearly.

This time, Xiao Jun didn't bother her anymore, and patted Rong Zhao's body gently, she likes to be slapped by someone like this, saying that she sleeps well.

The last drop of the candle burned out, the room was dark, and there was a soft whisper, "Also, who else in this world is worthy of being the queen except my Zhaozhao? I want you to be the most noble woman in the world, the first woman in the world." ”

On the twenty-third day of the lunar month, the court of the Great Zhou Dynasty unified the pen and closed the pen, and it was put on the sixteenth day of the first month. This is the first time that Rong Zhao has not spent the New Year in Changge City, Xiao Junjue can see that Rong Zhao has been in high spirits these days, Qiushui and Lonely Crane are busy for the New Year, and they are full of joy, only she seems listless and can't do anything.

Xiao Junjue knew that she missed her father and younger brother in Beijing.

A few days ago, she wrote a letter back home, but there is still no reply, she is anxious to wait, looking forward to a reply every day. I can't wait to count the days with my fingers every day, muttering in my heart that the letter has been delivered a long time ago, why don't you give her back, could it be that there was an accident on the way to deliver the letter, or they didn't carelessly lose the letter sent back?

Xiao Junjue couldn't be relieved, so she had to say, maybe it was on the way, and it would be there soon.

There is a folk saying that on the twenty-sixth day of the lunar month, the pig is killed and the meat is cut, and this day every year is the day when the pig is killed and the meat is cut.

Ordinary people, it is only the time of the year to eat a few meals of meat.

When Chinese New Year's Eve is thirty, bowls of fragrant stewed pork are served on the table, and the family eats together, thin chewing, fat slow swallowing, pig trotters, pig bones are served with wine, that taste, just think about it and drool.

Xiao Junjue finally pulled Rong Zhao out of the house, she used to go to the street, but this time she was only looking forward to the family letter, and she was not even in the mood to go to the street, this time it was Xiao Junjue who coaxed her out and dragged her out.

There are pigs slaughtered at the entrance of the market, and not everyone raises pigs, so those who don't have pigs go to the market to buy them, and they can buy a large piece for ten cents, which is enough to make dumpling-stuffed stew.

Pigs are slaughtered and sold, fresh, but a quarter of an hour's work can divide a pig.

Some people like to eat pig's head and keep it for the second day of February, some like to eat pig's trotters, buy it back to boil it or stew soup, and some people like to eat pig's tail to make snacks and make snacks that taste more fragrant.

At the end of the day, some people can sell a dozen pigs. Of course, there is also leftover pork, but I am not afraid of leaving it bad, and if I can't sell it, I will take it back to make bacon, and it will be served on the table during the New Year, which is also a delicacy.

"Didn't you say that there are acrobats on the street?" Rong Zhao looked around on the street, but he didn't see the person who swallowed a knife and breathed fire and could top a chair as Xiao Junjue said.

Xiao Junjue lied and didn't change her face, "It's all because of your friction and people are gone." ”

"What's wrong with me? You call me, I won't come out soon. "It's worthy of being a husband and wife, look at who is thick-skinned, and don't blush when they lie the same.

I dare to say that it was very fast, it was fast enough, it took an hour, it took half an hour just to choose the clothes to wear when she went out, and the other half an hour was spent on her grease and powder.

Rong Zhao was very sorry, Xiao Junjue told her that the acrobat could do all kinds of handstand performances on more than a dozen chairs, she hadn't seen it yet, and she wanted to feast her eyes.

"Dangdangdang—" The gong and drum beat again, Rong Zhao watched many people gather up, and he was also curious to see what the new thing was, and squeezed over.

Xiao Junjue has not yet appeared as a prince, and the people of Yizhou don't know them, crowded in the crowd, no one let anyone, people crowded, and almost knocked Rong Zhao down.

Xiao Junjue felt that it seemed to be a mistake to release Rong Zhao, she was like a duck who was happy, and it was difficult to control it once she was released.

He turned around and said a word to the night owl, and she slipped away from him.

Scooped Rong Zhao back, "Don't go blind." ”

Rong Zhao said: "I'm going to see the excitement." "It's a novelty, although there is also this kind of market in Changge City, but after all, this is Yizhou, and it will always be different. Besides, she doesn't call it walking blindly, she calls it inspecting the people's situation.

"Look at how big your belly is now? Hold a big belly to see the excitement, like words?" Xiao Junjue couldn't help but say from her, hugged her and left the crowd, "There is an art gallery on Qiantiao Street, there is everything, I want to see it." ”

He wanted to take Rong Zhao out to relax, but he didn't expect that there were so many people on the street, for fear that someone would not pay attention to her and bump into her, so how dare he continue to mix in the crowd.

Rong Zhao snorted, what's wrong with a big belly? Discriminating against pregnant women? Isn't she just as nimble, agile, and responsive?

It's just that after taking a few steps, Rong Zhao was attracted again.

A man in tooth-colored clothes squeezed out of the crowd and dragged another man next to him, "There's a girl on the corner who sold herself to bury her father, go and see." ”

"That's pitiful. The man was slightly sympathetic in the first sentence, and asked excitedly in the second, "How does the girl look?"

"It's quite iconic. ”

"Then I'm going to go and see it. ”

Then the two of them squeezed into the tightly encircled crowd.

Selling one's body to bury one's father? This is a new thing.

Rong Zhao's eyes lit up and he looked at Xiao Junjue, which meant that I was going to go.

Xiao Junjue also wanted to see it, but he didn't want to see the excitement, he glanced at Nighthawk, Nighthawk nodded, and opened a way for them to squeeze to the front.

Let's see that the girl is in her body, and the crying pear blossom is kneeling on the ground with rain, and in front of her knee is a big white paper full of words.

One-eyed is more fond of fun than Rong Zhao, squeezing at the front, pointing to the words and reading them out one by one: "The little girl Yinglian, who lost her mother since she was a child, lives with her father. This time I came to Yizhou to look for relatives, but I didn't find my relatives, but my father was suffering from a stubborn disease, and the little woman used up all the entanglements, but she still couldn't save her father's life. The little woman is now penniless, but the old father is still waiting for the burial, Yinglian sells herself here to bury her father, hoping that there are kind-hearted people who can generously donate money to let her father enter the soil for peace, Yinglian is willing to repay the kindness for a slave for a lifetime. ”

"This girl is so pitiful. ”

"yes, that's pathetic. ”

The people on the side said one after another, but they only said it, and they didn't see a single person who paid a penny.

Rong Zhao looked at Yinglian and secretly commented to himself, his appearance was delicate, and he was not a good look, but a pair of eyes were good, with mist, and his eyes were clear, and he was even more pitiful when he wore this white dress.

One-eyed pity Xiang Qiyu, "Such a good girl, why is her life so miserable, it's really pitiful." ”

Rong Zhao glanced at him and said, "You want to rob the eldest girl as a daughter-in-law again?"

One-Eyed waved his hand repeatedly, "No, no, how could I still have such thoughts?"

He glanced at Qiushui, smiled innocently, and was a little shy, "I'm still very single-minded." ”

Nighthawk snorted coldly and stepped forward, looking at Nighthawk through one-eyed.

You are glaring at me, and I am glaring at you, and the sparks between your eyes are blazing.

was facing each other, and suddenly heard a noise, "Get out of the way!"

Then a few angry people broke through the crowd and squeezed in, and a man with a thick face pulled Yinglian's thin arm and dragged him up from the ground, "Little lady looks very beautiful, go, go with the master." ”

As he spoke, he couldn't help but pull Yinglian away.

Yinglian's eyes were swaying, looking at him timidly, shaking her head vigorously, and she didn't know what she was talking about.

It turned out to be a mute.

"What are you talking about, don't you come with me?" said the big man's eyes.

Yinglian nodded, folded her hands and begged him.

Dahan smiled: "There is no time when the person you fall in love with is not good." ”

He kicked the sign standing aside that said buy a body to bury his father, "What kind of body to sell and bury what father, dead are dead, what do you care about him?"

He smiled lewdly while wiping a handful on Yinglian's face to take advantage, "It's better to follow the master, the master will keep your fragrant food and spicy drink." ”

Yinglian knelt directly on the ground, her face full of dew.

Her strength was so small that she couldn't get rid of him even if she tried to breastfeed.

The big man was angry, and gave Yinglian a slap with his backhand, "Stinky girl, don't be ashamed of your face, you are your blessing, and you are still crying here and calling your mother, let me go." ”