Hand over the rivers and mountains to please you: wrong to be the emperor's wife

Chapter 23 It seems that I can only make a swing
The weather has turned to spring, and the spring, summer, autumn and winter here are particularly distinct. There is only a slight wind in spring, but it makes people feel comfortable.

There is a big and old willow tree in the backyard of Lenggong, Jiang Yuan plans to make a hammock.

The winter here is very cold, but the summer is quite hot.

"Did you find the plank?"

"Uh." Xiao Ruan rubbed his head, "It's really difficult for such a big board, only this one."

Xiao Ruan held a small square wooden board with both hands, and handed it to Jiang Yuan.

Jiang Yuan raised her eyebrows, and her lips twitched involuntarily.

It seems that it can only be used as a swing.

"Okay, let it go."

Xiao Ruan sat down next to Jiang Yuan, looking eager to give it a try, "Princess, Xiao Ruan will help you."

"Would you?"

"County Bishop Xiao Ruan, Xiao Ruan will be able to."

Jiang Yuan slightly raised her eyelids, glanced at her, and nodded, "Okay."

Before Jiang Yuan asked Xiao Ruan to bring her a sickle, then picked up willow branches hanging from the big willow tree, cut them off, and collected them after a push.

She had read a binding method in a book in her previous life, and it was quite reliable. She couldn't find such a long and thick rope, so she had to use this as a substitute.

"Well, let's make another circle."

I have to say that although Xiao Ruan doesn't have any talent for cooking, her handwork is first-class. When she read books to learn this binding method, she still thought about it for a long time.

But Xiao Ruan ordered it, and he knew it immediately, and he became proficient after tying it a few times.

The two of them worked together, not knowing how time flies, and when everything was tied up, it was already dark.

"Ah, I forgot the time, the princess is hungry, I'll serve the meal." Xiao Ruan said that wind is fire, and ran away again.

Jiang Yuan withdrew her gaze, and swallowed what she was about to say.

She is not hungry.

For some reason, when she came to this place, she hardly felt hungry, except for the three meals that Xiao Ruan insisted on eating every day, she hardly had any appetite.

Pushing the two tied willow sticks away, Jiang Yuan patted his shoulder lightly with one hand, and walked slowly towards the inner hall.

Living in the 21st century, everyone's pace is extremely fast, and it is impossible to slow down.

(End of this chapter)