Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 3581

Holding the book in her hands, she sat back, her eyes still fixed on the pages, but the corners of her lips slowly raised a happy arc.

Seeing her like this, Yang Ruoqing breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that my previous worries were unnecessary, and the nine princesses did not suffer from depression.

It's just being lonely and depressed for a long time, and I can't find a suitable person to talk to, and then I can't find a way to soothe my appetite.

Look, after reading this novel, the whole person's condition is better!

After all, he is only eighteen or nineteen years old. In modern times, he is just a freshman in his youth, so he shouldn't be decadent because of some things.

When leaving from the Ninth Princess Mansion, the Ninth Princess made an agreement with Yang Ruoqing to let Yang Ruoqing come back to the Princess Mansion in three to five days to retrieve the book.

Because this is an isolated copy, Princess Nine is very grateful to Yang Ruoqing for giving her the first one to read.

But Princess Jiu said again that when she finished reading it, 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, speaking and acting is really different from before, and she is much more mature and sensible in dealing with people."

Lying on the bed at night, Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but sigh with emotion when talking about the day's events with Luo Fengtang.

"In the first half of my life, I was pampered and spoiled, but after going through hardships, 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 to her words.

"People have to learn to be mature, sometimes they become mature and sensible in an instant," he said.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Princess Jiu asked me how long I could stay in the capital this trip, and I said it would take a month or so after Chen'er's exam results came out."

"The Ninth Princess invited me to sit in her mansion when I have time, and talk with her to relieve fatigue, and I agreed." She said.

Luo Fengtang nodded, "That's fine, Princess Ninth is also a poor person, go and talk to her, I hope she can come out of the shadow of Consort You as soon as possible."

"Your Majesty's dragon body is getting worse day by day, and the only thing I can't let go of is probably the Ninth Princess."

"The prince told me today that His Majesty wanted to find a new marriage for the ninth princess, but the ninth princess was stuck in a dead end and couldn't get out. No matter what the people say, a good woman does not serve her second husband. She is a dignified one. The first princess must be a role model for this behavior, His Majesty will have nothing to do with her!"

Hearing this, Yang Ruoqing smiled wryly.

"Marriage is something like this, you can't force it. If you press the bull's head, 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 time of the Spring Festival talking about outsiders, let's do something of our own, how about?"

Luo Fengtang suddenly stretched his arms around her shoulders, looked at her face with burning eyes, and asked.

Yang Ruoqing didn't understand his thoughts, but she liked to pretend to be ignorant and ask him, "What's the matter with us?"

Luo Fengtang smiled wickedly, and crushed her on him with lightning speed...

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One night of spring breeze, don't let the beautiful scenery of good days be wasted.

In the morning, Yang Ruoqing was sitting in front of the bronze mirror and doing her makeup, while Luo Fengtang came back from practice with his sword.

Yang Ruoqing turned her head and gave him a charming smile, her eyes deliberately passed below him: "My man is really made of steel, this strength is inexhaustible!"

Luo Fengtang naturally understood her teasing, picked up a handkerchief and wiped the hot sweat from his forehead, and said to her: "For my daughter-in-law, no matter how tired you are, you will be happy."

Yang Ruoqing glared at him, "Deng Tuzi!"

He pursed his lips into a smile, turned around and continued to comb his hair.

Luo Fengtang came behind her, bent down slightly, his slender arms supported the edge of the dressing table from both sides of her body, which was equivalent to encircling her 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 pretty face in the mirror with a smile, and said: "People say that when a couple has been together for a long time, they will have a husband and wife."

"I'm looking carefully, do I look similar to Qing'er?"

Hearing this, she smiled.

"You are not as handsome as me!" she said.

Luo Fengtang also smiled.

"Yes, everything my wife said is right, my wife is just a flower, stuck on my lump of cow dung, hahaha..." he joked.

"Oh, you are really, I haven't had breakfast yet, and you say such disgusting things..." She couldn't laugh or cry, stretched out her hand and gently twisted his thick and strong arm.

"However, I just like your pile of cow dung, which has enough nutrients and nourishes my flower so beautifully."

Yang Ruoqing hugged his arm again and said coquettishly.

Cow dung is not disgusting at all to her.

The children who grew up in peasant households saw pig dung, cow dung and chicken dung the most.

And now if you go around Changping Village, the people who have cattle are from well-to-do families in the village, and most people can't afford cattle.

Otherwise, several families will share one cow, and the cow will be exhausted to death during the busy farming season.

There was a pile of cow dung on the road, and several old ladies who specialize in picking up dung went to grab it, and there was a spat over it.

Hearing Yang Ruoqing's words, Luo Fengtang was very helpful.

He said to Yang Ruoqing: "Don't hug me, I just finished practicing swordsmanship, I'm covered in stinky sweat, go take a shower before coming back."

"Yeah, that's great!" Yang Ruoqing let go of her hand obediently.

Before he left, he didn't forget to lean down and kiss her lightly on the forehead.

Kissing the forehead, usually an elder's kiss to a younger generation, represents blessing and solemnity.

But when used here, she felt that she was the same as Luo Baobao, a little princess held in his palm.

Well, she played tenderly.

"By the way, Tang Yazi," Yang Ruoqing thought of something, and suddenly stood up and called him to stop.

"Are you free these two days? If you are free, I want you to accompany me to go around the manor. I want to collect some flowers and fruits first, and I'm going to try to make wine." She said again.

The renovation of the shop will take about ten days and a half a month. Here, she can prepare the materials needed for brewing at the same time and start fermentation first.

Hearing Yang Ruoqing's question, Luo Fengtang thought for a while 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, how will tomorrow be?"

Luo Fengtang said: "I should be fine tomorrow, then I will accompany you tomorrow."

Yang Ruoqing nodded happily, "Okay, then go take a shower quickly."

The plan couldn't keep up with the change, that night, when Luo Fengtang was half asleep, the prince and the second prince sent people to knock on the door almost at the same time.

"What's the matter? What happened in the middle of the night?" Yang Ruoqing asked sleepily to Luo Fengtang who came in from the door.

Luo Fengtang was already looking for a coat to wear, and he said to Yang Ruoqing: "The emperor suddenly fell ill, and the situation is critical, I have to enter the palace quickly."

"Qing'er, where is my token?" He asked.

There is a curfew in the capital. If you want to walk on the street after a certain hour at night, you must have a special token to pass.

When Luo Fengtang's tokens came back, they were handed over to Yang Ruoqing for safekeeping.

(End of this chapter)