"Ah, it turns out that the princess came to make a wish that day not for herself, but for the prince. Nighthawk deliberately said loudly, and specially plucked a yellow cloth strip from the tree and gave it to Xiao Junjue, "Look, Lord Wang." ”

From Qiushui, I learned that during the prince's illness, the princess came to Baifushu to ask for blessings for the prince, just in time for the prince to go out of the city to burn paper money for his mother, and he attracted the prince here with an idea.

Xiao Junjue looked at it, and sure enough, his name was written, the handwriting was not good, but it was quite decent. He had seen Rong Zhao's handwriting, so he knew that it was indeed written by her.

He didn't say anything, but gave it back to Nighthawk, and went to the carriage.

Nighthawk didn't understand, frowned, wasn't the prince moved?

The night owl stared at the strip of cloth in Nighthawk's hand for a long time, it turned out that he was wrong to blame the princess, and thought that she was indifferent to the prince during his illness, and only knew how to have fun.

When he returned to the city, Xiao Junjue, who was passing by a street selling jewelry, suddenly stopped, and walked several shops before returning to the county office.

When he came back, Rong Zhao was still embroidering in the gazebo, and she kept pursing her lips and smiling, as if there was some happy event. To be exact, Xiao Junjue has been laughing since she left.

"Here you go. Xiao Junjue took out a golden hairpin from his arms and handed it to Rong Zhao.

Rong Zhao didn't know why, looking at him, Xiao Junjue said: "Didn't your hairpin break that day? This one looks similar to that one." ”

On the day he was assassinated by Mrs. Fang Deyu, the hairpin on Rong Zhao's head fell to the ground during the fight and was trampled to powder. If it's the usual hairpin, it's okay, but that one was given to her by Marquis Rong on her birthday last year, so she cherishes it extraordinarily.

Even if it was bad, she picked it up, wrapped in silk and like a baby, and when she came back, she pouted all the way, and her face was full of sadness.

Rong Zhao's heart was like a hot spring surging up, and he took the hairpin, which was actually not similar to that one, but this kind of thing was the same in the eyes of men.

"Thank you. Her voice was soft and glutinous, her spring eyes glanced at Xiao Junjue, and the moment she put the hairpin in her hair suddenly handed it to him, "I can't see it myself, you pin it for me." ”

Xiao Junjue hesitated, but still put it on her as she said, Rong Zhao asked him, "Is it good-looking?"

Xiao Junjue stared at her and nodded, "It's good-looking." ”

Rong Zhao lowered his head and smiled, but turned to say: "Even if you can speak, if you want to say that it is not good-looking, I will step on it now." ”

In spring, everything is in full bloom.

In the pavilion, one lowered his head and smiled shallowly, and the other stared quietly.

Rong Zhao finally embroidered the first purse in her life, and as a return gift from Xiao Junjue to her hairpin, she gave this purse to him.

The first time Nighthawk saw the prince wearing a woman's gadget, he looked left and right, "Lord, why is the duck on this purse still colorful?"

Rong Zhao almost sprayed him in the face with a mouthful of soup, duck?

glared at the nighthawk, and said with a poisonous tongue: "Your eyes are so bad at a young age, your duck looks so beautiful." ”

Qiushui squeezed Nighthawk's eyes, snorted at Rong Zhao, and then made a "mandarin duck" mouth shape at him.

Nighthawk suddenly understood that daring was a mandarin duck embroidered by the princess. The intention is very good, but Princess, your embroidery is too bad. To be honest, he felt far-fetched to say that it was a duck.

Nighthawk said this in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it. He smiled at Rong Zhao, "My subordinates were dazzled just now, but I didn't see it clearly, but now I look carefully, it's a mandarin duck." It's really embroidered vividly, and the meaning is good. ”

The eyes of the nighthawk chicken thief drifted to Xiao Junjue, Lord Wang, your wrist is quite high, it has only been a few days, and the princess has been captured by you. Don't you understand what the princess means? I want to make a pair of mandarin ducks with you.

In fact, Rong Zhao really didn't think about that place, but she asked Qiushui what she embroidered in general, and Qiushui proposed to her to embroider mandarin ducks, so she embroidered.

Nighthawk looked at Rong Zhao again, only to find that she had sent another pearl hairpin, and it was already an accident for the prince to go to the jewelry store that day, and it turned out to be for the princess.

These two people, one gave each other hairpins, and the other gave each other mandarin duck purses, it seems that small movements are constant.

He raised an eyebrow at Qiushui, the two of them were already halfway through their plan.

In fact, Xiao Junjue didn't want to wear it, the things of the woman's house were worn on him as a big man, he felt awkward, but Rong Zhao's threatening eyes made him can't help but wear it, and she also threatened him, if he didn't wear it, she would embroider a hundred, and let everyone in the Chu Wangfu wear one.

If everyone in the Chu Wangfu wore it, then what would have become of the Chu Wangfu, so he had to sacrifice himself.

Within a few days, the new magistrate arrived, a young and promising talent, and he was the new champion last year.

As the champion, he is a protégé of the Son of Heaven, and he was originally arranged to be a foreigner in the Yushitai, although he is not a high-ranking official, but he is also a five-grade Beijing official. Just because he had an upright personality and offended the powerful people in the DPRK, he was demoted to a seven-grade sesame official.

But instead of resentment or self-defeat, he was happy. Although the official position of the magistrate is small, he is the parent official of one party, and he can do practical things for the people here, which is much better than watching a group of villains who are in power in Beijing.

He didn't know how to tend to the flames, so on the second day of his arrival, he invited the king of Chu and his wife to go to the field to help plough and plough the land on the grounds of observing the people's feelings.

Xiao Junjue was even more hateful, knowing that if she said that she would go to Xiatian, Rong Zhao would definitely not go, so she deceived her with the idea of an outing. When Rong Zhao got there, he shouted that he had been deceived.

Xiao Junjue had already anticipated things like a god, and knew that she would refuse to go to the field on the grounds of soiling her expensive clothes, so she prepared the coarse clothes worn by peasant women in advance.

At first, Rong Zhao also refused to change it, but Xiao Junjue threatened her that if she didn't change, she would wear her own clothes to the field.

The surrounding people watched, Rong Zhao also enjoyed the love of the people on this side, and she didn't want to damage her wise image on the spot, so she had to comply.

But even if she changed her clothes, she didn't go into the dirty paddy field, and stood by her, only watching Xiao Junjue from a distance with a plow in one hand and a whip in the other to drive the buffalo.

As soon as Xiao Junjue rushed back and forth, someone replaced him to take over. He looked at Rong Zhao and saw that she was still standing with her arms crossed, so he walked over.

"You're away from me, you're dirty. Rong Zhao disliked him to death, the paddy field was dirty, and there was a cow, and I don't know how much cow dung there was under his feet.

Xiao Junjue took her dislike as a matter of course, didn't care, and stood aside for a while. Although he is a martial artist, this farm work is really unbearable.

A group of people gathered around him, shouting for warmth, delivering water and wiping sweat.

Seeing that a young woman stepped forward, Rong Zhao's small eyes and blades killed him, and he didn't think of disgust, so he rushed forward directly.

This stinky man, does he have no hands? He can't drink water or wipe his sweat?

And those women, what's so good about Xiao Junjue? One by one, they are either flattering or courteous, are they not here as the princess?

Blocking those hands who were suspected of coveting her husband, Rong Zhao proudly stood by Xiao Junjue's side, gritted his teeth and warned Xiao Junjue, "You are here to plow the fields, not to go on a blind date, from the point!"

Xiao Junjue glanced at her, but said, "It's almost time to rest." ”

Rong Zhao crossed him, "Then you go and do it." ”

Xiao Junjue bent the corners of his mouth silently, but saw him suddenly squat down and directly carry Rong Zhao on his back.

"Ah, Xiao Junjue, what are you doing, let me down. Rong Zhao had a sense of foreboding in his heart.

She fell down by herself, and Xiao Junjue slapped her ass with a palm, "Be honest, otherwise I will throw you into the paddy field to take a bath." ”

was spanked in public, Rong Zhao's face turned red, and he was afraid that he would really throw himself into the field, so he hugged his neck tightly, "You dare!"

Xiao Junjue replaced it with practical actions, although she didn't throw her, she carried her to the paddy field.

"I don't want to go in, you let me down. Rong Zhaojiao sneered.

Xiao Junjue turned a deaf ear and just went to the middle.

"Xiao Junjue, you bastard. Rong Zhao scolded into his ear.

I only heard Xiao Junjue say: "Aren't you dirty? I'll cure your problem." As soon as the words fell, he put Rong Zhao in the field.

"Ah!" Rong Zhao was stunned for three seconds, then suddenly screamed, and then jumped at Xiao Junjue, "Pick me up, pick me up." ”

The surrounding people were laughed by the King of Chu and Princess Chu, and the little couple flirted and scolded in the field.

"The paddy field you are stepping on now is not only mud and sand, but also feces, which is the dirtiest place. If you step on the dirtiest place, you won't be afraid of anything in the future. "Xiao Junjue's methods are very thunderbolts, directly forcing people to a dead end.

Rong Zhao wanted to cry without tears, glared at him angrily, and gritted his teeth, "Okay, Xiao Junjue, there is you!"

It seems that as Xiao Junjue said, if you step on the dirtiest place, you won't be afraid of anything, maybe this is also called breaking the jar. Rong Zhao stopped screaming and didn't jump at him.

"Next, help the plough and drive the oxen to plough the field!" Xiao Junjue didn't plan to let her go like that.

Rong Zhao was taken back and forth by Xiao Junjue to plow the field three times, which was like catching ducks on the shelves.

Seeing the prince and princess doing farm work, the onlookers all helped, and even a few lonely people in Qiushui also pulled up their trousers and went to the field, everyone talked and laughed, and regarded farming as fun, and it didn't take long to plough all this large field.

When he came out of the ground, Rong Zhao's feet were ground with two blisters. I don't feel anything if I don't look at this blister, but when I look at it, Rong Zhao's squeamish personality comes up again, and he doesn't leave anything, so he almost lies on the ground and spills.

There was no way, Xiao Junjue had to carry her to the carriage. The carriage and the fields were not close together, and it took two quarters of an hour to walk there.

Rong Zhao was lying on Xiao Junjue's back, his face was almost close together, and he could clearly hear each other's gasps between them, so close. She tilted her head to look at him, and slowly, a sweet smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

It was the first time she had done such heavy work, and she was like her bones were falling apart, and she was crying out for exhaustion everywhere in her body. But for some reason, there was an indescribable joy in my heart, sweet, as if I had drunk honey.