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

Chapter 317

Doing what you can means is easy to do.

But this time she didn't say that she could do it, she just said 'it can be done', no matter it is simple or difficult, even if it costs a lot, as long as she can do it.

The most beautiful thing in this world is that when you are willing to die for someone, that person is also willing to do whatever it takes for you.

After knowing each other for so long, Ji Ruxuan almost never asked her for anything.

Jiang Fuguang worried that he didn't take what he said before seriously: "If you have something you want, you must tell me."

Ji Ruxuan hummed.

The road down the mountain was very steep, but Ji Ruxuan walked steadily. Jiang Fuguang lay on his back, except for a little shaking, there was no jolt at all.

On the mountain road, there are many people who climbed the mountain and returned home tired. Some people recognized the eldest princess, but no one would lose their eyes and approached the eldest princess.

It was already dark when we returned to the princess' mansion.

Jiang Fuguang was really exhausted, took a medicinal bath, ate a bowl of goat's milk and yam soup, and fell asleep with his fingers hooked.

She curled her lips, curled up, and lay on her side facing him, with a faint smile on her red lips.

Damn sweet.

want to kiss.

Ji Ruxuan smiled, lowered her head and kissed her forehead: "Sweet dream, my little sun."

The thin white little finger hooked his little finger, he laughed lowly, and gently pulled his finger away, causing her to mutter in dissatisfaction.

Ji Ruxuan pulled up the mask on his face, and walked out of the inner hall slowly. The black raccoon slave who came running out of nowhere, meowed, and was about to run into the inner hall, but Ji Ruxuan quickly caught it in his hand. Pick up your hands.

The little raccoon slave screamed and kicked his legs indiscriminately.

"Shh." Ji Ruxuan put a hand to his lips, signaling it to be silent.

meow~
The little raccoon slave's cry was a little softer, meowing, his voice was milky and thin, and his green eyes looked at him eagerly, with a pitiful look on his face.

I don't know how this little slave pleased Ji Ruxuan, he let out a muffled laugh, his shoulders couldn't help shaking, and finally realized his conscience, he hugged the little slave in his hand and rubbed it twice. , the little slave was raised to be shiny and smooth, and her hair was black and not slippery, soft and smooth, and it felt good to the touch.

The little raccoon slave has nothing to love in his life, paralyzed in his arms without moving.

Ji Ruxuan carried the little slave to the corridor, pinched the back of its neck, and warned: "Don't go in and disturb her, or I'll crush your neck."

He was merciful, and as soon as he let go, the little slave fell to the ground as if his hair exploded, and disappeared with a meow.

"You're smart." With a smile on her lips, Ji Ruxuan leaped onto the roof, her figure disappearing into the dark night.

Two quarters later.

Ji Ruxuan went out of the city, followed the fluttering peregrine falcon, and followed the direction where the paper kite fell, to a village, and stopped outside the fence of a small farmyard.

There are two lamps hanging under the eaves, shaking slightly in the wind. The common people are usually reluctant to hold up the lamps, but during festivals, they will hold the lamps under the eaves until dawn.

There is a big elm tree in the yard, and the black bird paper kite is hanging on the branch.

Ji Ruxuan jumped into the courtyard, kicked off the tree trunk, turned onto the tree, within a short while, he got the paper kite which was already broken, and flew down the tree.

There was a sound of laughter in the distance. A child held a five-color windmill and ran into the house cheering. He met Ji Ruxuan who had just fallen from the tree, and couldn't help but freeze in place.

Careless, Ji Ruxuan rubbed his forehead: Nowadays, children don’t come home until so late after playing?Parents don't care about it?
When a child is frightened, he opens his mouth to call.

Ji Ruxuan knelt down, put his finger to his lips and hissed, then raised the paper kite in his hand.

The child immediately understood that this very beautiful paper kite had been hung on the old elm tree of his house in the morning, but it could not be taken down because it was too high.

Seeing the windmill turning slightly in the wind in the child's hands, what Jiang Fuguang said came to Ji Ruxuan's mind.

——Brother will also make me a windmill. When the weather is sunny, I will hold the windmill and run around in the palace courtyard. The windmill whizzes and turns, which is very interesting.

He snatched the windmill from the child's hand and blew it twice, and the windmill really turned.

The child stared blankly at the windmill in his hand, curled his lips and was about to cry.

"Don't cry," Ji Ruxuan lowered his voice and glared at him ferociously, "If you cry any more, I'll eat you, ouch."

He raised his paw to prove that he really can eat people.

The child was too frightened to cry, and tears rolled in his eyes.

Tsk, how pitiful.

Ji Ruxuan held up the windmill and rubbed it twice in the palm of his hand. The windmill was spinning very fast. After playing for a while, he felt bored, and then put the windmill back into the child's hand: "Give it back to you."

The child took a sniff of snot and dared not pick it up.

What a crime, why did you scare people and children like this.

Ji Ruxuan rarely felt ashamed to bully the child, took a silver ingot from his bosom and put it in the child's hand, jumped over the fence, waved at the child with his back, and walked into the endless night.

……

After the Double Ninth Festival, the case of Marquis Cheng'an faded away. Empress Ning, who was eating fast and chanting in the Buddhist hall, was unwilling to be lonely, and proposed to raise money to build a Buddhist pagoda to pray for her majesty and all people in the world.

Such great deeds of cultivating good fortune and accumulating blessings immediately won unanimous praise from the government and the opposition.

Empress Lin summoned her daughter-in-law Ye Mingwan into the palace to discuss with her the details of the fundraising for building the pagoda.

Due to the downfall of the Ye family, Empress Lin was not as satisfied with Ye Mingwan as before, but she was still quite sure of her talent and virtue, and was willing to give her some respect for the time being.

Ye Mingwan managed to win over Jiang Jingzhang by relying on some coquettish tricks, and managed to establish a foothold in the mansion, but her stomach didn't move, which made her very anxious. During this time, she often inquired about some folk remedies to help her conceive. It's expensive.

Hearing that the Empress Empress is going to entrust her with the matter of collecting donations for the pagoda, Ye Mingwan knows that this is a great opportunity for her to show her prestige and virtue.

After finishing this matter, showing her talent and proving her worth, the Empress and King An will be satisfied with her, and no one will underestimate her again.

She is still the noble and decent Princess An.

Ye Mingwan said: "I will hold a Dharma meeting later on, and invite the family members of the ministers to the palace to have a feast and enjoy the flowers, and invite the eminent monks of Huici Temple to give lectures and raise virtues in the mansion. For such a big matter as building a pagoda, it must be done in a beautiful way. Only in this way can we demonstrate the kindness of the Queen Mother and the benevolence of His Highness."

Empress Lin laughed as soon as she heard it: "I am sure I saw you right."

Turning the fundraising into a charity fundraising, donating money is doing good deeds and accumulating virtue. Under the watchful eyes of the public, the family members of the ministers who went to the banquet should donate generously.

The more money raised, the more people who support the descendant faction, and at the same time, it expresses the goodness of the queen, and His Royal Highness King An's blessings are profound.

Ye Mingwan bowed and bowed down, suppressing the excitement in her heart: "Thank you, Empress Mother, for giving me this opportunity. I will definitely do my best to settle this matter."

　I wrote [-] words today, but my physical condition is not very good. I am always worried that the plot is not finished. After repairing and repairing, I decided to release it tomorrow. Tomorrow will definitely and definitely resume double updates. It is the last day of the end of the month. Friends, Remember to vote for me on the monthly pass~
　　
　
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