Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 3590 The couple entered the palace

Luo Fengtang habitually raised his hand to scratch his head, but found that he was wearing an official hat, so he had to hang his hand down embarrassingly.

He glanced at Yang Ruoqing again, his eyes were filled with liking, and he stammered: "It looks good, my Qing'er looks good in anything, hehe..."

Yang Ruoqing glared at him, "You idiot!"

The carriage stopped at the gate of the courtyard, Mrs. Sun, Da'an and the others all got up, and the main room of the house was brightly lit.

Seeing my mother and younger brothers and sisters waiting in the yard neatly dressed, each of them being cautious, speaking and doing things in a smooth and auspicious manner, Yang Ruoqing was deeply moved.

I can't help thinking that when I was in Changping Village, if I had to go to the county to do something, my parents would get up early, and then carefully escort them out, saying auspicious words to see them off...

"Mother and brothers and sisters, don't worry, Tang Yazi and I will come back after lunch in the palace, and we will celebrate the festival together at night!" Before going out, Yang Ruoqing took Sun's hand and patted her gently. road.

Mrs. Sun nodded and told Yang Ruoqing: "The imperial palace is not like other places, there are noble people everywhere, so be careful in what you say and do."

Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips, "I'm not a child, mother, don't worry."

Luo Fengtang used to go to the palace on horseback, but because Yang Ruoqing was with him today, he simply accompanied her into the carriage.

"It takes half an hour to get off the carriage from here to the palace, Qing'er, you can sleep for a while, and I will call you when we arrive," he said.

Half an hour, that is an hour.

Yang Ruoqing shook her head, "I don't want to sleep, you talk to me, I'll be there soon."

Luo Fengtang nodded, stretched out his arms to hug her gently, "What do you want to hear?"

Yang Ruoqing leaned in his arms, thought for a while, and said: "Well, I was thinking, with His Majesty's current appearance, then the Prince Qi Xingyun should be receiving your male guest today, right?"

Luo Fengtang said: "Well, it should be, and for your female relatives, Empress Xiao Han will be in charge of entertaining you."

Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips, "I heard there is still a program to watch today."

"Those beautiful women who entered the palace to be selected before, today they are from fifty to twenty. I heard that they will dance the flying swallow dance compiled by the former empress, and twenty outstanding women will be selected from them."

Luo Fengtang said: "Well, almost."

Yang Ruoqing looked up at him: "By the way, I have never seen such a formation before, and today, I am also fortunate to witness this spectacle of fat swallows and thin flowers blooming with my own eyes, hahaha... "

Looking at her dancing with excitement in his arms, Luo Fengtang's head was covered with black lines.

"But they are all Israeli servants. This kind of draft will be held every three years after the crown prince ascends the throne."

"This time, the selection is only within the capital. In the future, the whole of Daqi, and even the surrounding neighboring countries may send princesses to be married, and affiliated small countries will pay tribute to beauties!" He said.

Yang Ruoqing's eyes sparkled, she tutted her tongue and said, "Wow, this Qi Xingyun is really blessed. It's good to be an emperor. No wonder so many people want to be an emperor. All the beauties in the world belong to him!"

Luo Fengtang hooked his lips, and a trace of disapproval flashed in his eyes.

"You can only drink one scoop of three thousand weak waters, and you can't marry the woman you like. No matter how many Yingying and Yanyan are, they are just decorations, just like the vases in the house and the bonsai in the yard." He said. .

Then, his eyes fell on Yang Ruoqing's face.

As a man, he could clearly see Qi Xingyun's thoughts on Qing'er.

Now that time has passed, Qi Xingyun's mind should have faded long ago, right?

Well, I hope that his Sangong and Six Courtyards are all full, and he is surrounded by a bunch of beauties every day, so that he won't have the time and thought to play my Qinger's idea.

Thinking of this, Luo Fengtang tightened his arms and hugged Yang Ruoqing tightly in his arms.

There is only one Qing'er in the world, and that is Luo Fengtang's wife, no one can take her away!

……

His embrace was warm and firm, and it was very comfortable to lean against him.

The wheels of the carriage rolled over the ground and made a rhythmic sound, like hypnosis, with slight bumps, as if in a cradle, Yang Ruoqing fell asleep unknowingly after speaking for a while.

Seeing that she was asleep, Luo Fengtang wrapped her in his arms with his cloak, and ordered the coachman to slow down, so that the carriage would be stable and his Qing'er could take a nap for a while.

……

"Qing'er, wake up, we're here."

Yang Ruoqing opened her eyes when Luo Fengtang's familiar low voice came to her ears.

At this time, the sky outside was already bright, and the morning sun came in from the car window, shining on his handsome face.

He was looking down, looking at her tenderly.

"I'm afraid it will take half a day to deal with it, and it will be a bit exhausting. You have worked hard, Qinger. I will reward you well when you go home tonight." He said in a deep voice.

Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips, "Fool, I'm your wife, and it's my job to do these things."

"However," she paused, and gave him a wink, "I'm curious. When I go back tonight, are you going to reward me with Zaang?"

"Wash your feet? Squeeze your arms? Or beat your shoulders?" she asked.

Luo Fengtang smiled a little badly, and his eyes stayed on her pink earlobe for a while, "Naturally, I will reward you in a way you know."

"hiss……"

Yang Ruoqing gasped, feeling goosebumps all over her body.

"You, no one is serious, I won't tell you, get out of the car!" She said, and quickly got out of his arms.

"Qing'er wait..."

Luo Fengtang suddenly called her to stop.

Yang Ruoqing paused, then turned to look at him in confusion.

But he stretched out his finger towards the corner of her mouth, and his index finger gently scraped the corner of her mouth.

"Okay, there's no more saliva now." He said with a smile in his eyes.

Yang Ruoqing was stunned for a moment, then blushed like a monkey's ass.

Afraid that it would be inconvenient to go to the toilet in the morning, she only drank a few mouthfuls of porridge for breakfast before going out. She had a nap before and had a dream. In the dream, she was eating,

This saliva probably dripped out at that time, oh, what a disgrace!

"It's not shameful at all, I just like to see my Qing'er drooling like a pig." Luo Fengtang whispered as if he could read minds.

Yang Ruoqing glared at him: "Uncle Zhongyong, don't tear it apart in the world, get out of the car!"

Luo Fengtang got out of the carriage first, raised the curtain in the carriage, and helped Yang Ruoqing get out of the carriage.

Yang Ruoqing is a woman who can jump off the back of a galloping horse, but she has to pretend to be gentle at this moment.

Firstly, this is the imperial palace, and as a court lady, no matter what she says, does, or walks, she has to follow the rules.

Secondly, this costume of a lifelong woman really makes people feel top-heavy and unstable!

With Luo Fengtang's support, Yang Ruoqing got out of the carriage and found their carriage parked in front of the Xuanwu Gate of the Imperial Palace.

She also came to visit St. before, and the carriage can only go here, and then she will walk in.

(End of this chapter)