Hearing Zhao Fuling's embarrassed tone, Li Jingmo chuckled.

His tone was extraordinarily gentle, and his voice was elegant and beautiful, and at first glance, it seemed to be a little doting and gentle.

It's like a fight between lovers.

Sun Yiyue heard the deer in her heart, and she didn't dare to glance at Li Jingmo.

Zhao Fuling was embarrassed by his laughter.

Seeing that Li Jingmo came over in person, Zhao Lingling didn't want to worry about anything anymore.

Anyway, she also smashed the other party, so she should simply settle the grievances with Ying Qi. After all, she still has to rely on the other party to get out of the palace, and go down the stairs if there are steps.

So, she turned around and told Peony: "Prepare two more people for lunch." ”

Peony was stunned.

Ying Qi saw that he couldn't have breakfast, but lunch was over, so he happily went to clean up the kitchen next door.

Li Jingmo stayed and asked softly in the direction of Zhao Fuling: "Miss Zhao, is there anything Du can do?" ”

Zhao Fuling thought about it, but she didn't expect Li Jingmo to do anything, so she simply said: "No, Du Gongzi sat down and basked in the sun." ”

Anyway, it was a sick number, and she didn't dare to call the other party.

Who is responsible in case of vomiting blood again?

Peony was very eye-catching, and quickly brought a small bench to Li Jingmo.

Li Jingmo sat obediently under the eaves, leaning against the pillars under the porch, quietly listening to the sound of sawing wood and chopping things in his ears.

At this moment, complex emotions surged up in my heart that I had never felt before.

It seems that since he was a child, he has never spent time so leisurely.

At the age of three, he studied and practiced calligraphy, at the age of four, he practiced martial arts with his master, and at the age of thirteen, he went to the battlefield with the generals/armies until now......

Closing your eyes and basking in the sun seems to be a special luxury in your memories.

Now, when I ended up like this, I had such an opportunity.

The world is unpredictable.

The corners of Li Jingmo's lips twitched slightly, and a trace of self-deprecation flashed quickly, but it quickly recovered as before.

Zhao Lingling sawed the bamboo used to make the bed, measured the size, and began to punch holes on it.

Sun Yiyue had never seen anyone make a bamboo bed, so she came over curiously and squatted down and asked, "Is this difficult to get?" ”

"It's not hard." Zhao Fuling kept moving in her hands, and replied to her in a hurry, "It's just that I don't have the tools at hand, so it's troublesome." ”

After that, she told Sun Yiyue, "Bring the idle small stove and bake it." ”

Sun Yiyue obediently moved a small stove over, and Zhao Poria put the incision on the rack to bake, and after feeling that the flexibility was almost the same, it was bent up.

Sun Yiyue stared at the side without blinking, although she didn't understand, but when she saw someone who needed help, she immediately started to help.

By noon, the bamboo bed was only halfway done, but the sun was blazing.

The peony rice is all cooked, and Zhao Fuling is asked what dishes to eat at noon?

Zhao Fuling wiped her sweat and looked back at Li Jingmo who was sitting at the bottom of the corridor.

The old lantern swayed lightly overhead, and he tilted his head slightly, and sat quietly in front of the red-painted pillar. A few strands of ink hair are scattered in front of the shoulders, and the moon-white clothes rise with the wind, and the red and white are set against the background, and the beauty is like a painting.

Sun Yiyue's breathing became lighter.

She lowered her voice, tugged at Zhao Fuling's sleeve, and asked in a low voice, "Have you ever seen Du Gongzi take off Su Aya?" ”

Zhao Fuling patted the dust off her clothes, glanced at Li Jingmo again, and lowered her voice: "I've seen it." ”

Sun Yiyue's eyes widened suddenly, and she hurriedly asked, "Is it good-looking?" He's not squinting, is he? ”

Zhao Fuling was silent and encouraged her: "...... Why don't you just check it out? ”

As soon as the words fell, Li Jingmo raised his head.

Obviously he couldn't see it, he was precisely facing Zhao Fuling's direction, as if he was staring at her, and opened his mouth gently: "What does Miss Zhao want to see?" ”