The eldest princess pampered the beautiful, strong and miserable proton queen

Chapter 314

Qi Yanhuai yelled and went over, "Come down, I'll carry you up the mountain."

"I don't," Jiang Fuguang blinked, "Brother, why don't you go and accompany your grandfather..."

"He is always strong and strong, he doesn't need my company." He beat him up with a spear yesterday, Qi Yanhuai was speechless as to why he needed his company.

"Then I won't go down either." Jiang Fuguang smiled with his lips bent, "I won't save my brother from laughing at me again in the future, and I want to save face."

The smile in Ji Ruxuan's eyes deepened.

Qi Yanhuai was so angry that he gritted his teeth, but there was nothing he could do about her, so he walked back to Qi Rulie's side with a cold face.

Qi Rulie looked gloating: "Women are not allowed to stay in college."

Qi Yanhuai's fist hardened, and he must fight with the Shadow Secret Guard again later.

The four of them climbed to the top of the mountain, the mountain breeze was blowing, and the autumn air was crisp. Jiang Fuguang sat on the felt mat and rested for a while, then enthusiastically dragged Ji Ruxuan to release the paper kites.

Ji Ruxuan didn't let Zhiyuan go, and she wasn't interested in it either.

I remember when I was a child, on a sunny spring day, he was leaning against the cold palace wall, basking in the sun under an old pagoda tree with a crooked neck.

I heard that this old locust tree is as old as this palace, because it has a crooked neck, so there are often women who can't stand the misery of the cold palace, and hang themselves on it in despair.

He sits on the stepping stones on which women hang themselves, and on top of his head is a tree fork with a crooked neck.

Xiao Ruxuan had a dog's tail grass in his mouth, and suddenly a paper kite flew in from outside the palace wall, hung on the crooked neck of the old locust tree, swaying left and right in the breeze.

Out of curiosity, he stepped on the stepping stones under his buttocks, stood on tiptoes, and took down the paper kite. Jin Bao thought he was going to hang himself, so he hugged his legs, crying and howling to make him think about it...

It's just a big oolong.

But the paper kite was too broken and couldn't be put away at all. Jin Bao was very disappointed.

Yingluo sent a paper kite, a beautiful black bird paper kite, the head of the kite is made of bamboo as a flute, and the wind blows into the bamboo, and when the wind blows against it, the sound is like a kite, clear and pleasant.

Jiang Fuguang stuffed the paper kite that had already wobbled into Ji Ruxuan's hand, "Twist the fishing line, and the paper kite will fly high against the wind."

Ji Ruxuan froze for a moment, and flicked the fishing line clumsily. It was fine at first, but after a while, the kite fell down from mid-air shaking its head.

"Oh," Jiang Fuguang stomped his feet anxiously, and ran to pick up the kite, "Don't keep pulling it, when it insists on riding the wind and cannot be pulled, you should turn the axle wheel slightly, so that the kite can It will fly higher and higher."

But he felt a little uncomfortable. Paper kites were part of almost all children's childhood, but he couldn't let go of paper kites.

The way he holds the axle is like holding a knife.

"You come." Ji Ruxuan handed her the wheel.

"Try again, it will definitely work this time." Jiang Fuguang didn't answer, raised the paper kite in his hand, and shouted, "Run."

Ji Ruxuan ran away, and the kite wobbled up.

"Flying up," Jiang Fuguang smiled cheerfully, ran to his side with a blushing face, and helped him pull the fishing line, "like this, when the kite is shaking, pull the fishing line, if the kite refuses to come back, Stubbornly wanting to ride the wind, just like that," Bai Yu's small hand covered Ji Ruxuan's hand holding the wheel, "slowly turn the wheel."

Ji Ruxuan turned her head to see her delicate face like fire, glowing and shining, the tip of her nose was lightly covered with a thin layer of fragrant sweat, and the fragrance of mulanze on her body became more and more intense, refreshing her heart.

"Look, the kite is flying high." Jiang Fuguang turned his head and met his eyes.

The two eyes are intertwined, and they can pull out silk.

Ji Ruxuan's eyes flashed: "I'll try again!"

The kite flew higher and higher, so high that only a black shadow could be seen.

"It's so high," Jiang Fuguang looked into the distance, and couldn't help cheering, "I heard that flying paper kites on the Double Ninth Festival is a "blessing". Otherwise, luck will go away with it.”

As soon as she finished speaking, the kite flew too high, the thread broke, and it fell from a high altitude in the distance.

Ji Ruxuan threw down the wheel and went to pick up the kite.

"Forget it," Jiang Fuguang hastily pulled him back, "It's too far away, and I don't know where we're going to land. The purpose of flying paper kites on the Double Ninth Festival is to "cast bad luck". Gao Fei stays away, and I heard that the string will be specially cut to make the kite disappear out of the sky, no matter what, it is auspicious."

Ji Ruxuan didn't speak, but stared fixedly at the falling black spots in the distance.

For lunch, Ji Ruxuan made rich chicken and grilled fish using local materials, and even made a roast rabbit meat with dogwood.

He even stewed a pot of angelica, red dates and wild pigeon soup. Jiang Fuguang was speechless.

The medicine can't be stopped, right~
The Princess Palace also brought some fresh ingredients, including a few pieces of venison and mutton.

Qi Rulie preferred this, immediately set up the grill, and happily grilled the meat without mixing with the world of young people.

The whole mountain was filled with the strong aroma of food.

Everything was ready, and when it was starting, Jiang Ningjia climbed to the top of the mountain panting: "Is there any food left?"

She walked over with weak steps, panting, and sat down on the felt mat.

Jiang Fuguang handed over a glass of warm water, and as soon as she took it, she poured it into her mouth with a gulp. After drinking three glasses of water, she finally felt alive.

Jiang Fuguang couldn't help asking: "How did it happen?"

"Isn't it just for one bite?" Jiang Ningjia took a breath, "I just got down the mountain, and I smelled a faint fragrance. I was so exhausted that I climbed from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain in one breath."

I can smell it from such a distance, I'm afraid my nose is fine, Jiang Fuguang was speechless: "You are really..."

"I can't blame you guys, you're so particular about going out on a field trip." At most, other people would prepare more exquisite pastries and jerky, and eat a few bites whenever they are hungry.

Jiang Ningjia looked at the felt mat, oh well, nine dishes and one soup, fried, roasted, braised, stewed and grilled, plus various snacks, melons and fruits, full of color, fragrance, and cornel wine.

Especially on the plate, there were two Fugui chickens wrapped in leaves, and they could smell a strong chicken fragrance through the leaves, which made her stare directly at them.

Seeing Qi Yanhuai beside him couldn't bear to look directly at him.

At this time, Ji Ruxuan came over with a big urn.

Jiang Ningjia immediately moved his eyes away from the rich chicken with difficulty, and stared straight at the big urn.

Ji Ruxuan put the big urn on the felt mat, lifted the lid, and an extremely rich aroma of wine, accompanied by an extremely fresh aroma, came to his nostrils.

"It's Huadiao Drunken Crab." Jiang Ningjia couldn't move her eyes, and swallowed desperately.

Jiang Fuguang also opened his eyes wide: "Why did you prepare this?"

(End of this chapter)