"Satisfied, naturally satisfied, if this is not good, Zheng Du is afraid that he will not be able to find better materials." Zheng Nianru is holding the skirt, the clothes on her body are not as novel and ingenious as in the past, the ordinary clothes of the women of Nan Zhengguo, even the color is ordinary crimson, the girl's figure swings from side to side with the skirt, the waist is soft, the crimson reduces the fullness of the red, and adds more cordiality and softness.

The girl's hair and temples are like cloud ink, a diagonal pigeon's blood hairpin, a thumb-sized ruby shines in the candle flame, not luxurious, and the tassels at the bottom swing with the girl's movement.

"By the way, Brother Prince, I'm thinking about the supper in your house, what about Steward Hu?"

Zheng Songyuan's heart warmed, and the incense that belonged to her in the corridor was beautiful in the air, constantly infecting all his senses.

"County Lord, Your Highness." Steward Hu smiled and hurriedly stepped forward, "County Lord, supper will be fine soon." ”

Steward Hu hurriedly stepped forward to pull up the chair, and Zheng Songyuan had already opened the rose circle chair in the study. Zheng Nianru's eyes lit up.

"Brother Prince, where did you find it?" Zheng Nianru immediately went to try it, compared to the wooden chairs in the study, it was much more comfortable.

"If you like it, supper will come soon." Zheng Songyuan sat at his desk, not knowing whether to be happy or angry.

He investigated a lot of things, from how he realized that he was bold to leave the palace later, and even to King Duan's discovery, it was all arranged by him.

She is playful, likes new things, and doesn't like to be restrained, and has an arrogant temperament, and can't listen to persuasion, and she will be unhappy if he restricts her a little on weekdays. Nanmenyu is infinitely indulgent with these, so she will feel fresh, and she can leave the palace at any time, and she can make some inns and shops to attract people's attention, and she is the clown who does everything to laugh in front of her.

Zheng Songyuan also thought that at this age, Zheng Nianru has the curiosity to treat fresh and good faces. It's just that, after careful observation, Zheng Nianru looked at Nanmenyu as a matter of course, as if facing his Jin Qiyu, a slave who can call around. Zheng Songyuan is not worried, but what Nanmen Yu'an thinks, as a man, he can see at a glance.

Zheng Nianru just freshed this circle chair for a while, and found that although the rose chair was comfortable, it was placed in front of the desk, and there was a desk between her and Zheng Songyuan, she looked up, Zheng Songyuan was holding a book that covered most of her face, only revealing a crown of green jade like bamboo, the style was not good-looking, and it was difficult for this handsome face to hold up.

Zheng Nianru stood up, she was not there, her eyes were as ugly as ever, this green jade crown should have been matched with navy blue satin to show its rich nobility, and the gold edge was brightened, that was what Her Royal Highness the Prince of Southern Zhengguo should have.

Zheng Nianru stood on tiptoe to pull the crown on Zheng Songyuan's head, Zheng Songyuan turned his head slightly, the girl's outstretched hand was out of reach, and the wrist was crystal clear to maintain the action of stretching forward, Zheng Songyuan didn't speak, he saw that Zheng Nianru's face was unhappy, because he didn't reach the jade crown on his head, he estimated that he was unhappy.

Zheng Songyuan smiled helplessly, turned his head back to his original position, and saw that he was still struggling, so he leaned forward again.

Zheng Nianru slowly took off the jade crown, and Steward Hu personally came with a supper, his eyes were empty, and he didn't look at what he shouldn't see, and his eyes were full of the little ancestor of the county lord in front of him.

"County Lord, would you like to try our little kitchen's new skills?" Steward Hu put down the bowl, the milk in the glass bowl, the bright red watermelon, the crystal lychee, and the golden loquat were full of milky fragrance and exuded a sweet aroma.

Zheng Nianru held the green jade crown, Hetian green jade was very pure, the jade was a good jade, and it was placed in a wooden box on the side.

Steward Hu put down the bowl and withdrew with a smile, how good is this, the county lord is here, this prince's mansion is like a bright moon sprinkled with a layer of brilliance, and the water of Siyan Lake is rippling and sprinkled with gold.

"I've been reading it for so long, I can't even learn the basic color scheme, such a stupid person should have changed it a long time ago." Zheng Nianru put away the jade crown, took out one of the two, and put it back, but he didn't go out today, and it was uncomfortable to be detained, so he simply didn't wear it.

Zheng Songyuan looked at the hair crown that he took out and put it in, closed the book in his hand, Zheng Nianru didn't sit down, walked beside Zheng Songyuan, and looked at it with the jade pen.

"It's getting hotter and you're too lazy to move around?" Zheng Songyuan stretched out his hand to talk about the close end of the bowl for supper, he didn't like the fresh and sweet taste, but she has always been greedy for sweetness and cold, and when summer comes, she can't wait to stuff ice cubes in the house to be happy. In winter, I am very afraid of the cold, and I huddle by the stove, like a cat.

In general, it is the extreme desire of poverty and luxury, and the habit of greedy enjoyment.

"Hmm." Zheng Nianru looked at the patterns on the pen barrel, flowing smoothly, the carving master could not carve on this small pen without ten or eight years of skill.

Zheng Songyuan suddenly wanted to test again, although she had been exposed to these since she was a child, there were some things that she didn't need to teach. The face of the proton of the South Gate Country was born with sin and evil thoughts.

"King Duan came to me today and asked about the origin of a proton from the South Gate Kingdom." Zheng Songyuan's eyes fell on the girl who was still paying attention to the staggered lines on the pen in front of him, but he saw that the poured gaze had not changed at all, and the crystal nails were thinly carved with lines.

"Nanmenyu?" Zheng Nianru's casual tone made Zheng Songyuan feel a little stretched. "I think it's good, but my father won't allow me to play with him anymore."

Only that? What do you think is good? At that moment, the stretch also contracted with the contraction of his limbs, Zheng Songyuan pinched the silver spoon in his hand, and his fingertips turned a little white due to the force. The ice under the bowl slowly began to melt, obviously Zheng Nianru didn't have the heart to eat it now, but when the ice melted, he had to shout to make another bowl, and by then the summer heat had receded, and his stomach should hurt in the middle of the night.

"Nice? Do you know him well? Zheng Songyuan scooped a spoonful and waited patiently for Zheng Nianru to open his mouth.

Zheng Nianru didn't turn his head, he naturally opened his mouth, and when the cold flesh was in his mouth, the trace of sweetness spread in his mouth, Zheng Nianru turned his head and glanced at Zheng Songyuan thoughtfully.

"Well, yes, I saved his life, don't you know?" Temptation? Her heart is no longer as big as in her previous life, and she no longer takes it for granted that Zheng Songyuan feeds her. Even when Jung Jung-won didn't realize that what he had done had gone beyond the friendship between brother and sister, and still regarded her as a little sister who could protect him, something was slowly changing.

When Zheng Songyuan realized it, how would he dislike himself? Disgusted to the end, he decisively ended his life.

Zheng Nianru's heart slowly sank, the first two times she deliberately stayed away did not bring the expected consequences, so at this moment, she couldn't deliberately provoke Zheng Songyuan, a long stream of water and slowly alienated was the safest way.

Therefore, Zheng Nianru changed her thinking, she was afraid that if she said something like Xinyue Nanmenyu, it would be counterproductive.

"I saved his life, and he naturally wants to die for me." Zheng Nianru said it was as straightforward as if it was a matter of course for Jin Qiyu.

Zheng Songyuan smiled dumbly.