Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 826 Let's sleep together tonight! (five more)

At this time, Ning Su had no time to pay attention to Xiao Yu's resentful eyes.

He fucked Luo Fengtang and Yang Ruoqing.

"Qing'er, it's better for you to persuade Tang Yazi, Nan Wangye solemnly invites you, it's not good if you don't go!"

After saying this, Ning Su left the private room and returned to the barracks.

On the table, Yang Ruoqing looked at Luo Fengtang.

He picked up another garlic scallop and was picking out the meat inside and putting it into her bowl continuously.

Looking at the vegetables piled up like hills in her bowl, she couldn't laugh or cry.

After agreeing to give him half of the celebration banquet, she became the protagonist, enjoying his service from beginning to end.

"Tang Yazi, you really don't want to go to Licheng to attend the celebration banquet?"

she asked seriously.

Luo Fengtang nodded: "Not interested."

Yang Ruoqing said: "I might offend Lord Nan..."

Luo Fengtang hooked the corner of his lower lip and shook his head.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Okay, if you don't go, you won't go, write a letter of thanks later, and be more sincere. If Prince Nan is as open-minded as the rumors say, he will definitely forgive you."

The matter was decided so happily, and everyone went on to enjoy a sumptuous meal.

After lunch, Luo Fengtang asked Bai Laowu and the others to go back to the barracks first, while he took Yang Ruoqing back to his residence to rest.

She washed her face there, while he stood beside her bed, looking at everything on the bed, as if he was memorizing something.

She found it funny to see him like this.

Putting back the veil and walking towards him.

"Why are you staring at my bed like this? Are there flowers on my bed?" she asked jokingly.

He came back to himself and grinned.

"Just look around, it's nothing." He said.

She didn't ask any more questions, and sat down by the dressing table, took out some of the petal water she had collected some time ago, poured it into the palm of her hand, and then patted her face lightly.

The faint scent of flowers diffuses in the room.

He leaned over, "This is the second day of July, and five days later it will be Valentine's Day."

"I heard that on Valentine's Day in this place, young men and women will go to the river outside the town to put lotus lanterns."

"Qing'er, I'll come to pick you up at night, and the two of us will go too, shall we?"

The fingers that were patting 'petal water' on the face paused.

She looked at him sideways, seeing the anticipation and excitement in his eyes.

As if she understood something, she smiled.

"Would you like to attend Nan Wangye's celebration banquet, boy, because the date is the sixth day of the lunar new year, so you can't come back in time for the Qixi Festival?"

His mind was revealed, and he felt a little guilty.

Then he backed away, scratched his head, and smiled.

She smiled and shot him a look: "Hey, alright, alright, since Commander Wei has already spoken, then the little girl should be respectful rather than obedient. See you on Qixi night."

He was even happier with her promise.

Even when he left, the smile on his face didn't fade away.

This is the hottest time of year.

At night, Yang Ruoqing tossed and turned, sleeping very restlessly.

The cattail fan in my hand is not very useful either.

The quilt lying under him was also damp with sweat.

She originally wanted to go to the street to find mats, but she searched all over the town, but found no one selling mats.

It should be said that there are also mats.

It's just that the raw material of the mat is not the moso bamboo in the mountains, but the soft reed grass.

This has something to do with the climate and terrain in this area.

There is a lot of water, and there are a lot of reeds, and many daily necessities are inseparable from reeds.

It is not easy to find a bamboo.

To the north, you have to run dozens of miles to cut down at the foot of Mianniu Mountain.

To the south, there are low hills and rivers.

There are also moso bamboos, but the hills where they grow are within the boundaries of Nanmanzi.

As a result, the people in the Xiushui Town area slept on mats folded from reed leaves.

It was wet after two nights of sleep.

Let it dry naturally, easy to mold and small bugs.

Take it to the yard to dry, the reed leaves are soft, absorbing the full sunlight, and releasing it at night.

Lying on it is no different from lying in a straw stack, the more you sleep, the hotter you get.

It's hot again tonight.

Yang Ruoqing tossed and turned and couldn't sleep, she felt that what the fan blows out is the fire wind.

However, at this moment, she heard a noise coming from outside the house.

Could it be that Xiao Yu is here again?

Just as he was about to ask, Luo Fengtang lowered his voice.

"Qing'er, are you asleep? It's me!"

Why did he sneak out of the barracks at this time?

Yang Ruoqing was surprised, and then came down to open the door.

Luo Fengtang entered the room with a roll under his arm.

He walked straight over there to her bed.

Yang Ruoqing followed behind, and saw clearly that what he was holding under his armpit turned out to be a roll of mat, woven of moso bamboo!

"Qing'er, don't be in a daze, hurry up and tidy up the bedding and pillows on the bed, and I'll spread the mat for you." He said.

When she came back to her senses, she was suddenly ecstatic.

While busy taking out the pillows and stacking them on the stool beside him, he helped him spread the mat on the bed.

The length and width are just right.

It's as if it was made according to the measurement of this bed.

Touch it with your fingers, it's smooth and cold.

The faint scent of bamboo wafts into the nostrils, making people feel refreshed, as if the temperature of the whole room has dropped several degrees.

"Tang Yazi, where did you get this mat?" She sat down on the bed and asked excitedly.

He smiled and said, "There are a lot of moso bamboo growing on the halfway up Mianniu Mountain in the north!"

A few days ago, she came back from Licheng and came to see her.

Seeing that her sheets were so wet, he knew she couldn't sleep well at night.

So these nights he slipped out of the barracks to cut bamboo.

His succinct words reached her ears, and she understood the hard work contained in them.

With a smile on her lips, she stretched out her hand to hold him: "Don't go, let's sleep together on such a cool bamboo mat tonight!"

"what?"

He was startled, thinking he had heard it wrong.

The next moment, she pulled him into the tent by her.

She was wearing sleeping clothes, made of the kind of silk that is very smooth and thin in this area.

He also doesn't wear much.

The two lay down together. At first, the bamboo mat under them really gave them a cool feeling.

However, after a while, both of them became hotter.

He is hot.

A wave of eagerness to move came from deep in his body, as if the blood in his whole body was about to boil, he lay there and did not dare to move.

She is downright hot.

Why?

Because there is such a big stove lying beside him.

She could clearly feel his body temperature rising all the time.

In the end, her body next to him was covered with hot sweat.

"Is it hot?"

In the dimly lit tent, his inquiry sounded suddenly.

She froze for a moment, it turned out that she wasn't the only one who didn't fall asleep!

"Well, sort of!" she said.

He moved a little away from the bed, and a gust of cool wind came over.

She looked sideways, but saw that he had picked up the cattail fan with his right hand, and was fanning her with the wind!

(End of this chapter)