Gan Qiongying withdrew her hand from Lihua's waist and just teased her.

She watched the corners of Lihua's mouth purse up, suppressing the little upturned arc, restrained and reserved, but according to Gan Qiongying's meticulous research and observation for so many days, she knew that Lihua was a manifestation of happiness.

The God of Wealth was happy, she took out the jade ring from her cuffs, and personally stepped forward to tie it for Lihua.

"This is given to me by His Majesty, and it is said to be of great value," said Gan Qiongying, "and such a precious thing is worthy of my incomparably precious husband." ”

After tying it up, Gan Qiongying took a step back slightly and said, "Look, it's a good match!" ”

Lihua glanced down, but was slightly stunned.

He raised his eyes to look at Gan Qiongying, and the secret joy from before was like a bubble punctured on the water, poof, and then dispersed.

Lihua is already in charge of the Princess's Mansion and knows everything in the Princess's Mansion, he has not seen this jade ring, but he has indeed seen the picture.

On the gift list sent out by Princess Duanrong.

This thing was a birthday gift she gave to Jinchuan Proton Zhongli Zhengzhen some time ago, how could she give it to him again?

Such a jade ring with excellent quality and no carving is by no means a piece that can be taken out casually.

She is with herself every day, when did she go to see Zhongli Zhengzhen?

Lihua's mood sank inch by inch, he looked down at Yuhuan, and said softly: "What Your Majesty has given you, it is not appropriate for the princess to transfer it to others. ”

Lihua said, if you want to solve it, he doesn't want it!

Gan Qiongying held down his hand and whispered: "Your Majesty's gift was given to you after you and I got married, and it was not appropriate for me to be a woman with such a big jade ring." ”

"It was me who was confused a while ago, and accidentally took it out of the house by mistake, I didn't go to a banquet some time ago, and I was going to come back at that time, and I changed the network again, and I never had a chance to give it to you."

Gan Qiongying begged for mercy on her face: "Husband, don't worry about me, I know what I did wrong, I can punish me if you are angry, this is yours, don't solve it." ”

It was probably the sentence "This is yours" that appeased Lihua.

They tacitly knew that no one had mentioned who this jade ring had been given to before.

Gan Qiongying said: "The eldest princess's birthday banquet, Your Majesty will definitely arrive." ”

"Since we got married, we haven't seen Your Majesty together, and this time I went to Xishan, just took this opportunity to meet my aunt and younger brother together."

"Husband, don't be angry with me, I won't dare to be confused in the future."

Gan Qiongying's confession really smoothed Lihua's frizzy heart.

When he married Princess Duanrong, it was very ugly, and he was beaten until he was seriously injured on the second day of the wedding, how could he go to the palace to face the saint?

The emperor obviously didn't want to see him, so he only gave him something inconsequential, and sent a chamberlain to beat him.

Those unhappy pasts, Lihua rarely thinks about.

Now that the old thing is brought up again, it should have been an inextricable estrangement, but because of Gan Qiongying's straightforwardness and apology, he shook his cuffs pleadingly, like ink droplets in the water, quickly dissipated.

Lihua sighed without a trace, and pulled the cuffs out of Gan Qiongying's hand.

His expression was still very tense, but he didn't untie the jade ring again.

Gan Qiongying achieved her goal and smiled.

She just wants Lihua to wear it with great fanfare, otherwise how to fish.

She stuck to Lihua, got into the carriage with him, and set off towards Haoyue Village in Xishan.

In the car, Gan Qiongying did not relax, she knew that communication was very important, and how could she let Lihua go to Haoyuezhuang with an unhappy mood, so how could she show affection?

So getting into the car, Gan Qiongying took off her heavy robe, sat next to Lihua, sent out the sweet horn and the full moon, and personally pinched the golden fan to fan Lihua who was leaning on the wall of the car and reading a book.

Princess Duanrong has always been poor and extravagant, this carriage is big enough to hold several horses, and the ice melons and fruits and refreshments are placed on the magnetic table, no matter how the plates are bumped, they will never leave the small table.

It is surrounded by soft seats, and a large basin of ice is luxuriously placed in the middle.

Gan Qiongying dragged the ice basin closer, even if she wanted to lie down to relieve the heat, she didn't act, just like a diligent little girl, fanning the cold wind with a golden fan towards Lihua.

As for what princess majesty, royal face, do you want it to be edible? Can it be used as silver?

Gan Qiongying's posture can be lower, not to mention that she is playing a fan, and washing her feet is also made.

She thought very clearly, she didn't think of Lihua as a man at all, or rather as a person.

A husband who gave 200,000 silver a month has revitalized several shops for her, and the income in the future will never exceed 200,000 taels.

Is such a man a man? No, it's God.

Is serving God a service?

The most important key to her and the emperor's survival is here in Lihua.

She's not like a puppy's leg.

Lihua couldn't stand her being so attentive, and these days he watched her show favor to himself more and more without even showing face, and he didn't know how to deal with it.

He has learned the power of Princess Duanrong, she is famous for her murder and evil behavior, but Lihua really didn't expect that when she was really good to a person, she would be like this.

Lihua couldn't help but think, was she chasing Zhongli like this in the past?

"Alright." Lihua didn't want to think about it anymore.

He knew that there was a kind of person in this world who was like this, who loved and wanted to live, and evil wanted to die.

He looked at Gan Qiongying with a complicated expression and said, "Why is the princess like this." ”

"As for," said Gan Qiongying, "the husband is unhappy, of course." ”

She rubbed the back of her hand against her sideburns to catch a little sweat.

Lihua sighed, pulled her to sit up straight, took out the handkerchief from her arms, and gave her a little bit of sweat from her sideburns.

Gan Qiongying looked at him and smiled flatteringly, and Lihua looked into her eyes, a pair of bright starry eyes were a little obscure.

"Princess...... Is it the same for everyone else? Ignore it like this, lower your profile, as long as the other party is happy? ”

Lihua regretted it after asking, this is not just a gaffe, this is almost like questioning.

Gan Qiongying immediately shook her head, looked at him and said, "Why do you think like this, you naturally won't do it to others." ”

"I used to be confused, but I was also a princess. How can you lower your posture to this point, isn't that detrimental to the royal prestige......"

Gan Qiongying didn't talk nonsense, in her dignified memory, she pretended to pursue Zhongli's truthfulness, and her means were frequent, and she was despised, but she never lowered her profile.

Lihua's heart skipped a beat when he heard this.

The darkness in his eyes deepened.

Gan Qiongying continued: "How can others compare to you? ”

No one can afford 200,000 taels a month.

When Lihua heard what she said, her breathing tightened.

The two people sat opposite each other, and the carriage swayed slightly, allowing them to be close and far away.

Lihua looked at her sweaty and smiled, the delicate makeup was not spent because of the sweating of Fang Cai, but like a plum soaked in honey, revealing a faint sweet fragrance.

It's easy to see.

What the hell was she doing to herself?

Lihua has been thinking.

If he really wanted to see it, then did his fake face make her so satisfied?

She also chased Zhongli Zhengzhen, if she knew what he really looked like...... Will she like it?

Thinking of this, Lihua was shocked to realize what he was thinking, and he was quickly curbed like a needle prick.

He will die if he shows his true face, and he can't show his true face in his life, which is the highest tolerance given to him by his so-called father.

For a while, Lihua's heart rose with a rebellious psychology that he had never felt before.

Why can't he live as he really is?

What about the lust?

The color is also him, and the meaning is also to him, so why not?

He looked at Gan Qiongying, his eyes fell on her small and translucent nose, and he leaned forward with the bumps of the carriage like a demon.