Chapter 18: Love, You, ...... Boom!
Father-in-law Cha stumbled under his feet.
This little nun will not be able to change her face!
Seeing the emperor leave angrily, Grandpa Cha didn't dare to say a word.
The little nun is so capable, she made the emperor so angry that she left twice, and she can still live well!
Qiao Ruxing was not only alive, but also alive and well, took out an apple from his arms, and continued to gnaw, watching them plant grass while gnawing.
Qiao Shuai saw that his mother cosplayed Lin Daiyu in order to plant grass, it seems that her mother even gave up her face in order to plant snow grass!
He must work hard to grow the grass!
So he rolled in the mud even more.
The spring breeze was slow, the sun was just right, and suddenly a beautiful white pigeon stopped on Qiao Ruxing's shoulder.
Qiao Ruxing's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, it was the carrier pigeon she cultivated, the little guy was good, and he was able to find the palace.
Qiao Ruxing stroked its feathers and pulled out a small letterhead from the letterbox.
It was Song Qi's letterhead, saying that the snow face grass had all withered for some reason.
Qiao Ruxing looked wild.
She came back to Beiyan just to cultivate Xueyan grass, and the climate and environment of Beiyan are the most suitable for cultivating Xueyan grass, why did it wither again?!
She turned around and wanted to run to Shuiyue Nunnery, but after walking a few steps, she thought that this was the palace, and she was afraid that she couldn't get out of the palace so easily.
Next time, I'll want to get a token to enter and exit the palace.
After looking at the newly planted grass here, she decided not to leave the palace, the palace is more suitable for cultivation, and she will cultivate this piece first.
So he wrote back to Song Qi and asked him to concentrate on planting potatoes on that land.
Jun Beiye was angry with Qiao Ruxing, and sat in the imperial garden.
The entourage behind him felt the emperor's low pressure, and they didn't dare to come out.
Suddenly, a beautiful white dove fluttered overhead in the sky.
Flowing Shadow was quick, and one of them spun around, grabbed the white pigeon in his hand, and took out the letterhead from the letterbox.
glanced at it, I didn't know why, so I read it out, "Baby Song Qi, please plant potatoes on the land, love, you, what...... Boom! ”
Because it was very strange, he read it very awkwardly, but he still understood the meaning of the above, and his heart was so shocked that he just wanted to chop off his hand.
This is obviously the letterhead of the harem concubine and the man outside, and he intercepted it with a cheap hand, which ......
He looked at the emperor with a sad face.
Sure enough, the emperor's face can no longer be described as difficult, and washing is a plate of ink.
stared at him for a moment, as if he was the cheating female and a woman......
Liuying was so frightened that his soul trembled, and he didn't know what to do with the letterhead, and looked at Grandpa Cha for help.
Zha Gonggong's eyes look at the nose, the nose looks at the heart, and the heart looks at the toes, don't ask me, I don't know if I ask!
Jun Beiye knew Song Qi, it was the little white face in Shuiyue Nunnery.
What kind of vision does this woman have, she actually fell in love with that little white face!
The gloomy fire that had finally dissipated was burning again, and he shook his hand and walked away again!
Father-in-law Cha was busy keeping up.
Liuying looked at the emperor who shook his hand and left, then looked at the white dove in his hand, hurriedly put the letterhead back in the letterbox, and let the white dove fly away.
After all, the emperor turns a blind eye, how can he, a guard, take care of the affairs of the harem.
Qiao Ruxing didn't know that his white pigeon had pit himself for a while, and was written down by the emperor's small notebook, and after staring at them and planting grass, he returned to the hall, picked up the small mirror and talked to his little face.
Mama Hua was sent to Changle Palace to teach palace rules and etiquette, and Chunguo was the first-class maid of Changle Palace, and the two of them took on the responsibility of keeping the little bishop good.
At this moment, I saw that the little master was carrying the mirror and lingering for a long time without putting it down, and I couldn't help but be anxious.