Chapter 3587 Crisis in the middle of the night
She held the book and sat back, her eyes still not leaving the page, but the corners of her lips slowly raised in a happy arc.
Seeing her look like this, Yang Ruoqing breathed a sigh of relief.
It seems that my previous worries were unnecessary. The Ninth Princess did not suffer from depression.
It’s just that I have been lonely and depressed for a long time, and I can’t find the right person to talk to, and then I can’t find a way to relieve my appetite.
Look, as soon as I read this novel, my overall condition got better!
After all, he was only eighteen or nineteen years old. In modern times, it was the youth of his freshman year. He should not have been decadent because of some things.
When leaving the Ninth Princess's Mansion, the Ninth Princess made an agreement with Yang Ruoqing, asking Yang Ruoqing to come back to the Princess' Mansion in three to five days to retrieve the book.
Because this is an only copy, Princess Ninth is very grateful to Yang Ruoqing for being the first to give this unique copy to her.
But the Ninth Princess said again that when she finished reading, she still had to return it to Yang Ruoqing, and asked Yang Ruoqing to send it to Mrs. Han for publication and push it to the capital, so that such a beautiful fairy tale could be shared with the world. .
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"This Ninth Princess, her words and deeds are really different from before. She is also much more mature and sensible in her dealings with others."
Lying on the bed at night, Yang Ruoqing talked to Luo Fengtang. When things happened during the day, I couldn't help but sigh.
"I was pampered in the first half of my life, but I went through hardships later on. No matter how arrogant and domineering I am, I have to bow my head in front of fate." She said again.
Luo Fengtang also nodded silently, agreeing with her words.
"People have to learn to be mature. Sometimes they become mature and sensible in an instant." He said.
Yang Ruoqing said: "The Ninth Princess asked me how long I can stay in the capital this time. I said it will take a few months until the results of Chen'er's exam come out."
"The Ninth Princess invited me to sit in her mansion when I was free and chat with her to relieve her fatigue. I agreed," she said.
Luo Fengtang nodded, "That's fine, the Ninth Princess is also a pitiful person. Go and talk to her. I hope she can get out of the shadow of the Prince Consort as soon as possible."
"Your Majesty's dragon body is getting worse every day. The only one who can't let go is the Ninth Princess."
"Today the prince told me that your majesty wanted to find a new marriage for the ninth princess, but the ninth princess found herself in a dead end and couldn't get out. It is said among the people that a good woman will not serve her second husband. She is a dignified country. The princess must be a role model, so your majesty can’t do anything to her!”
Hearing this, Yang Ruoqing also smiled bitterly.
“You can’t force a marriage. Even if you press the cow’s head hard, it won’t drink water. It’s better to let nature take its course.” She said.
"Okay Qing'er, let's not waste this good spring night talking about outsiders. How about we do something of our own?"
Luo Fengtang suddenly stretched out his arms and hugged her. She asked over her shoulder, looking at her face with burning eyes.
Yang Ruoqing didn't understand his thoughts, but she liked to pretend to be ignorant and asked him: "What do we do?"
Luo Fengtang smiled evilly and overwhelmed her with lightning speed. On my body...
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A night of spring breeze, good time and beautiful scenery should not be wasted.
In the morning, Yang Ruoqing was sitting in front of the bronze mirror dressing up, and Luo Fengtang came back from practicing sword practice with his sword.
Yang Ruoqing turned her head and smiled charmingly at him, her eyes deliberately passing under him: "My men are really made of steel. This strength is inexhaustible!"
Luo Fengtang naturally understood her teasing, Picked one up He wiped the hot sweat on his forehead with a handkerchief and said to her: "As a wife, no matter how tired I am, I am happy."
Yang Ruoqing gave him a look, "You are a disciple!"
He pursed his lips and smiled, then turned around and continued combing his hair.
Luo Fengtang came behind her, leaned down slightly, and supported the edge of the dressing table with his slender arms from both sides of her body, which was equivalent to encircling her whole body in his arms.
"What are you doing?" she asked, staring at his handsome face reflected in the bronze mirror.
Luo Fengtang also looked at her beautiful face in the mirror with a smile and said: "People say that after a couple has been together for a long time, they will develop a relationship between husband and wife." "I am taking a closer look, Qing'er and I Do they look similar?”
Hearing this, she smiled.
“You are not as handsome as me!” she said.
Luo Fengtang also smiled.
"Yes, everything my wife says is right. My wife is just a flower, stuck in my cow dung, hahaha..." he joked.
"Oh, you are really saying such disgusting things even though I haven't had breakfast yet..." She didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and stretched out her hand to gently twist his thick and strong arm.
"However, I just like your cow dung, which is full of nutrients and nourishes my flower beautifully."
Yang Ruoqing hugged him again. arm, said coquettishly.
Cow dung is not disgusting to her at all.
Children who grow up in rural households often see pig dung, cow dung, and chicken dung.
And if you go to Changping Village now, the families who have cows are those from a wealthy family in the village. Most people cannot afford to buy cows.
Otherwise, several families would share one cow. During the busy farming season, the cow would be exhausted to death.
A pile of cow dung on the road, several old ladies who specialize in picking up dung went to grab it, and a war of words broke out over it.
Hearing Yang Ruoqing's words, Luo Fengtang was very pleased.
He said to Yang Ruoqing: "Stop hugging me. I just finished sword practice and I'm covered in stinky sweat. Let's take a shower first."
"Yeah, that's great. !" Yang Ruoqing let go of her hand obediently.
Before he left, he leaned down and kissed her gently on the forehead.
A kiss on the forehead, usually a kiss given by an elder to a junior, represents blessing and solemnity.
But when used here, she felt that she was just like Luo Baobao, a little princess held in his palm.
Okay, she's pretending.
"By the way, Tang Yazi," Yang Ruoqing thought of something and suddenly stood up and called him.
"Are you free these two days? If so, I want you to accompany me to the manor. I want to collect some flowers and fruits first and start trying to make wine. "She said again.
The decoration of the shop will still take ten days and a half. Here, she can prepare the materials needed for brewing at the same time and ferment them first.
Hearing Yang Ruoqing's question, Luo Fengtang thought for a moment and asked her: "Then when do you plan to go to the manor?"
Yang Ruoqing said: "Today is not possible. Today I made an appointment with shopkeeper Wu to see the decoration materials. What about tomorrow? How?"
Luo Fengtang said: "I should be fine tomorrow. , I will go with you tomorrow."
Yang Ruoqing nodded happily, "Okay, then go take a shower."
The plan could not keep up with the change, and Luo Fengtang slept that night. Halfway through, the prince and the second prince sent people to knock on the door almost at the same time.
"What's wrong? What happened in the middle of the night?" Yang Ruoqing asked Luo Fengtang who came in from the door with sleepy eyes.
Luo Fengtang was already looking for a coat to wear, and said to Yang Ruoqing: "The emperor is suddenly ill and the situation is critical. I have to enter the palace quickly."
"Qinger, my token What?" he asked.
There is a curfew in Beijing. After a certain hour at night, you have to walk on the streets and you need a special token to pass.
After Luo Fengtang's tokens came back, they were all given to Yang Ruoqing for safekeeping.
(End of this chapter)