If he wasn't a prince, or if he wasn't a maid, it would be great, even if he was a civilian woman, Qingwen wanted to give it a go.

Qingwen gently stroked Shuilu's back, I don't know how long it took, Qingwen felt that Shuijun hadn't moved for a long time, didn't she fall asleep?

This is not good, his back is facing the open window, although it has not snowed in the past few days, but the cold wind of the number nine is not blowing in vain, and he will definitely suffer when he is old in the future.

Especially a soldier like them, it is inevitable that he will be injured, and he will definitely freeze if he is not wearing a big hat today.

Qingwen gently lifted her head away from the water-soluble head. "Are you going to leave me too?" Shui Rong whispered, there was a sense of caution in it, and it made people feel distressed to listen to.

Qingwen hurriedly said: "No, I just want to see if you are asleep, I am afraid that you will be cold, which is not good for your health." “

After listening to this, Shui Rong held Qingwen up, and then in Qingwen's surprise, he hugged her to close the window, and then the two sat on the bed.

To be precise, it was Shui Rong who sat on the bed, and Qingwen sat on Shui Rong's legs. "Lord Wang, this is not appropriate." Qingwen said.

"Did you just care about me?" The two of them said to the horse's mouth.

"Lord, sitting on the woman's bed in the middle of the night, if the old prince and princess find out, they will definitely not allow you to do this." Qingwen said.

"Do you have me in your heart? Otherwise, how could you care so much about me, Wen'er. Shui Rong put his head into Qingwen's neck socket and looked at Qingwen with hopeful eyes.

Qingwen didn't dare to look into his eyes, she was afraid that if she continued to look at it, she would fall into it and hope for those impossible things.

"Lord, I ......" "Don't say it," Shui Rong gently touched Qingwen's lips with a finger and said, "Don't say it again, I know what you want to say, but"

Shui Rong took a deep breath and said, "Can you not refuse me tonight, okay, even if it's just for a while." “

Although Shui Rong was holding Qingwen, Qingwen seemed to see herself curled up in a ball after being injured in him.

Qingwen said softly, "Okay." Then he stood up, turned around, and gently hugged Shuilu.

Qingwen doesn't remember when she fell asleep, she only remembered that she put her clothes on the bed before Shui dissolved away, and kissed the corner of her mouth.

Looking at the snow white outside, Qingwen knew that it was snowing, and she fell asleep in Shui Rong's arms last night, without a charcoal basin, but Qingwen felt that her heart was warm, and he was sincere to herself.

Although the two of them will not have a good result, as long as they can hug each other for a short time like last night, Qingwen feels that she is very satisfied, and even if she leaves in the future, she will have no regrets.

In the Beijing Palace, Shui Rong, who had just woken up, summoned all his advisers and henchmen to discuss matters in the study.

"This king is going to take a wife, what do you think?" Shui Rong looked at the confidant of a strategist.

"Lord, no, if you marry the eldest princess of Roujia according to the emperor's wishes, I am afraid it will not be conducive to the long-term development of our army, and the emperor will definitely use this to coerce you to stay in the capital from now on, and our Northern Wang Army is in danger." Zhang Hu said.

He is an old minister left to him by Shuilu's father, and he has been dedicating himself to counseling Shuijun all these years.

The other strategists below also looked at Shui Rong, thinking that they also had the same meaning as Yu Yong, and they all held their breath and condensed, afraid that Shui Rong would oppose it.

"Uncle Zhang, don't worry, I know the importance of it, I don't want to marry her, but someone else." Suzuku said.

The ministers below were also relieved, I heard that although the eldest princess of Na Roujia was arrogant and domineering, she was born very beautiful, and the ministers were afraid that Shui Rong would be too young and confused by beauty.

But they don't know that Shui Rong is actually confused by a more beautiful beauty.

"If the prince wants to marry a wife, there are several candidates below, these women are specially paid attention to by the prince, although the family is not a noble lord's family, but the father and brother are all really capable, just wait for a few years, you can become a big help to the prince." The following strategist Li Xian said that he was selected by Shui Rong from the recent Enke, and his main job was to help Shui Rong collect the affairs of the family officials in case of emergency.

"Brother Li Xian doesn't have to bother, this king has already decided what woman to marry." Shui Rong remembered the gentleness when Qingwen gently held her back last night, and couldn't help but have a smile on her lips, and looked at the momentum of the whole person has converged a lot.

The following strategists looked at Shui Rong's appearance, and they were all surprised, since they followed Shui Rong, except for when Shui Rong avenged his father and brother and broke the enemy army, when did he laugh, (Ye Zi is outside or in the inner house, they are all men, I haven't seen it) But today I just mentioned the person I wanted to marry, and I actually laughed.

The ministers beat the drum in their hearts, could it be that the woman was a first-class concubine, and the prince was confused.

Everyone didn't dare to ask, and in the end, it was Zhang Hu, who looked at everyone's expectations, and asked Shui Rongdao: "I don't know which official's daughter the prince values and when he plans to hire him." “

"She's not the daughter of any family......" Shui Rong said indifferently.

But before Shui Rong finished speaking, the people below hurriedly said: "Lord, no." “

"Please think twice."

"Lord, marrying a wife is a big matter, if the prince really likes that woman, he can take it home and give some favor."

"Prince, marry a wife and marry a virtuous man, the prince must not be confused by beauty."

"Alright, quiet." Shui Rong slapped his palm on the table, shaking the people below.

"This king has made up his mind to marry her, and this king has come to tell you and others, not so that you can see whether you want to marry her." Shui Rong looked around and saw that everyone around him had either shock or opposition on their faces.

Shui Rong was thinking about how to convince these people, after all, many of these people were cronies left by their father and brother, and they couldn't chill their hearts, so they saw a middle-aged Confucian in the corner, smiling silently.

It was introduced by Uncle Zhanghu, a counselor he had just recruited from the mountains, saying that he was a rare sober person, but from the time he came to the present, he rarely spoke during deliberations, and most of them were silent and listened to other people's speeches.

"What do you think?" Shui Rong asked Han Ji, and it was Han Ji's word.

"The minister thinks that as long as the woman is not from a dusty background and has a lower background, it is more beneficial to the prince's current situation than marrying a noble girl from a high family." Han Ji said.

"Sir's words are in the same place with me." Shui Rong stroked his palm and smiled.

The rest asked: "What does the prince and Jie mean, we are stupid, I hope to understand it." ”

Shui Rong gestured to Han Ji, Han Ji said: "The king of Beijing has military power, plus the prince has captured the Huns twice at such an age, in terms of merits, it can be said that since the founding of the country, no one is outstanding, this is the time of fame, although His Majesty the emperor has always been very fond of the palace and the prince, but can not stand the villain's slander.

It is that we will solve their mouths, and there will be another mouth to the emperor, instead of marrying a noble girl to tremble in the court, it is better to make some mistakes and give the imperial historians a handle, but can take the emperor's eyes away from the prince's military power and fame. ”

When everyone heard this, they all praised it for being good, and only Zhibai and Zhimo on the side knew how well their prince's abacus was played.

"Then I don't know which family the woman the prince values and what identity?" After all, Zhang Hu grew up watching Shui Rong, and he never married in his life, and treated Shui Rong brothers as nephews, so he was quite concerned about the identity of Shui Rong's wife.

"It's a maid, who is it, wait for us to arrange it clearly, and then talk to Uncle Zhang in detail." Suzuku said.

"It's just a maid, this status is too low, the prince should be cautious!" When Zhang Hu heard this, he persuaded.

"So today, this king wants to ask you to help think of a way, it is best to make her identity become the righteous daughter of a certain family or the lost daughter of that family." Shui Rong smiled.

It's February 2 in a flash, and the capital has always had the custom of tabooing needlework on February 2, so Qingwen is not doing embroidery today.

Since Qingwen began to learn to paint, her color and composition have been greatly improved, a few days ago, Qingwen received a large embroidery outside, is a pair of flowers and rich screens, after Qingwen delivered, earned eighty taels, since then, Qingwen plans to from now on, unless someone specially customized, they will only take on big work, so that they make more money, and spend less money on composition and color matching.

Qingwen thought that Shui Rong had been teaching herself to paint these days, and originally Qingwen planned to give Shui Rong tuition, but when she saw a piece of jade pendant on his body, Qingwen estimated the value, at least two thousand taels, and Qingwen said that she would not be able to give Shui Rong money, after all, his net worth was all given to him, and he would not be able to look at it.

In addition, during the Chinese New Year, Shui Rong also gave Qingwen a rose woven with golden silk, if it weren't for Qingwen taking it to the lamp to take a closer look, Qingwen couldn't believe that there were such treasures in the world, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that it was ingenious.

That rose and the previous gold leaf can be assembled together and become a rose, that is, that rose, and when it is taken out to the hands of someone who knows how to do it, it is the net worth of more than a thousand taels of silver that he can't take.

Besides, since Shui Rong drank before, the relationship between the two has been a little delicate, if Qingwen mentions money, I am afraid that Shui Rong will give herself a stack of silver tickets.

Before I said that the paint I used was left by Baoyu, I just praised it, and on the second day, there were dozens of more kinds of pigments under my bed, Qingwen saw it, all of them were superb, and I also stuffed a stack of silver tickets under my pillow, and it was very difficult to coax in those days.

Therefore, Qingwen plans to embroider a silver silk fan sleeve for the water dissolving, and the pattern is to use the golden silk roses he sent to himself, with an eagle fighting in the sky, one rigid and one soft, one static and one moving, it was originally a completely different pattern, but it was extremely harmonious under Qingwen's hands, and it could be regarded as borrowing flowers to offer Buddha.

A few days ago, Qingwen secretly worked in the room for several days, and even her eyes were red, so that it could be completed before February 2.

The reason why I did it secretly was because it was about the busy days of the first month of the imperial court, and the northern border was stable, so Shui Rong had a lot of free time, as long as Qingwen returned to the room when she was free, the two would learn to paint and talk for a long time.

Occasionally, the two will talk about a game, so please Qingwen can only hide and hide.