Fields of Gold

Shallots, wonderful flowers burning, pavilion building che, carved fence painting building... Yu Xiaograss felt unable to see his eyes. Zhu Junyang coughed twice, with a smile: “Be careful, don't make it look like the hillbillies are going into town. ”

Yu Xiaograss emptied out. He stabbed him with his eyes and hummed twice. "Without culture, this is Granny Liu entering the Grand View Garden! Besides, what happened to the hillbilly? The hillbilly didn't eat yours. Drink yours. Use yours. But it's you, King of the Township, who always goes to the Yankees' house with his claws empty! ”

Meixiang snooped at his son and saw him with a smile on his face, as if Miss Grass was happy with his words. My son has a lot of tolerance for Yu girl. If he were to change to someone else, he would have frozen to death...

“Brother Yang, you're back!!” Zhu Junyang was about to say something. A red cloud came from the flower tree and pounded straight at him. “Oops, help me, Brother Yang, catch me...”

Jiang Zxian calculates the distance, if Brother Yang does not move there, she can fall into Brother Yang's strong embrace. But only if Zhu Junyang doesn't move. Can he not move? Of course not!

Jiang Zxian's small calculation, Zhu Junyang had long felt it. When the incense wind came, he gently carried Yu Xiaograss in his right hand and moved his footsteps to the side... Yu Xiaograss only felt his left arm tight, his feet did not touch the ground, floating two or three steps to the side. When she looked down at her feet, she found a woman in red, her face lying down at her feet, her head banging on a paved green stone road, making a heavy “bang” noise.

Tsk, it hurts so much! Yu Xiaograss grinned and hurriedly moved his footsteps to the side to avoid the scourge of the pond fish.

Jiang Zixian only felt a tingle in his eyes, his knees, arms, palms and forehead. What's the matter? She fell a little sluggish. She fell into Brother Yang's arms with her eyes on her. It's only two centimeters away. How could it be emptied? It's not science!

Zhu Junyang has kung fu, he can rush to the roof in a blink of an eye, let alone move a few steps beside him?

Jiang Zixian's pussy stunned for a moment and hurried up, lifting up her lady with seven hands and eight feet. Jiang Zixian's meticulously matched costumes were messy; her hair was meticulously combed to become numb; and her meticulously combed makeup was also dirty by the dirt on the ground. Most importantly, she had a scratch on her nose and a purple bag on her forehead, like the Silver Horn King.

Jiang Zixian couldn't bear the pain in his forehead and nose, his apricot eyes filled with tears. He looked pitifully at Brother Yang, one step away from her, and swallowed: “Brother Yang, why didn't you help me when you saw me fall? It hurts!! ”

Her last words were very dramatic, with a whispering tone, in the face of her little flower cat. Yu Xiaograss hurriedly hid behind her dry mother, lowering her head and shaking uncontrollably on her shoulders. She knew it was a bad time to laugh, but she couldn't help it!!

Zhu Junyang turned a blind eye to the poor little girl in front of him. Instead, he looked at Jiang Zixian's two maidens with ice scum in his voice. “How do you serve your master? How can such a flat blue stone road make the master fall? So incompetent, why don't you beat the board and sell it? ”

The two maidens seemed to be in the 39th cold, surrounded by 10,000 years of ice, frozen from the outside to the inside. They knelt at the feet of the crowd, and Cesar trembled like a quail in shock. He could barely make a sound in his mouth. He could only beg for forgiveness in a row: “The slave knows his mistake, ask the king of the county to forgive the slave this time...”

Zhu Junyang snorted coldly and shook his sleeve. He passed from the two of them. “You are not our slaves of Jingwang Palace, please do something!! Mrs. House, Little Grass, the mother-in-law is in the back garden looking for flowers, let's go. ”

“Lady, forgive me..." The two maids listened, busily kowtowing to Jiang Zixian.

Jiang Zixian covered the bag on his head and looked at Zhu Junyang's back. He mumbled in his mouth: “Brother Yang is angry at you, it hurts me, right? Well, that must be it!! What are you two doing on your knees? Serve this girl to freshen up, I have to watch the flowers with my aunt!! ”

When Jiang Zixian returned to his room to clean, a pedestrian, guided by Meixiang, came to the rear garden of Wang Palace. Wang Qingliu in the garden was like a jade belt, beneath various arches beneath flowers and trees, and then introduced into the false mountains, falling into the void. The pavilion in the garden has an eaves penetration and embroidery sill, hidden among the rich flowers and trees.

In the gazebo, a woman dressed in purple, took fish food from the maiden's hand, leaned against the white jade railing, watched the carp of all colors flock to grab food, the statues with a few points of relaxation, more in the act.

“Princess, the lady of the house and Miss Yu are here!” The crisp sound of plum sounded in a gentle bird chirp, the bird chirp in the cage paused for a few seconds and sang again.

“Hatsune, you haven't been to the Imperial Palace for a long time. I thought you'd forgotten my friend!” In Tang Gu, Princess Jing and Mrs. Fang had a close relationship and became friends with each other, so they called each other by name.

The lady smiled. "The princess is joking. I can't forget who you are! You borrowed some fantastic orchids from me, I remember that! ”

Princess Jing chuckled and said: "Good snow, dare to think of your pots of broken flowers! Can't you and I have more love than a pot of orchids? ”

The lady of the house said, “How can that be? With the deep friendship between us, the Queen and Princess will surely not be stingy enough to lend me your two pots of eighteen maesters and the claw of Furong for a few days? ”

After returning from Tang Gu, Princess Jing paid special attention to the top eighteen maesters of those two pots, and to Zhuo Furong, two florists specializing in the cultivation of tea flowers. Even Mrs. Feng has only seen it once or twice. Usually, Princess Jing is never easy to show, baby has to be like anything.

Princess Jing Feng glanced softly at Lady Fang and hummed twice. “You! I can't afford to lose anything!! How about two pots of tea flowers for a few days? Anyway, Kusanagi honored us. By the way, grass, is that valley badly damaged? Are the flowers still alive? ”

Yu Xiaograss was holding a cup of Xiang Ming, and he looked excitedly at the two gorgeous Ladies of Yongrong fighting mouth. Suddenly, the topic shifted to himself, a little unresponsive. After two seconds of inactivity, she smiled brightly.

“Don't worry, Princess, I went to see it in the spring. Most flowers sprout new branches, but I don't know much about flowers. When my mother's West Mountain courtyard was built, I brought Mae Xiang and Sister Lan back with me to transplant a few more famous tea flowers. ”

I heard that the tea flowers in the valley were not much damaged. The worries in Princess Jing's heart dissipated, and the smile on her face became a little bright. Watching her mood rise a few points higher than during the weekday, Zhu Junyang said to Yu Xiaowei: “Xiaowei, my mother-in-law has taken the medicine formula you prescribed and is much better. Recently, however, it seems that the effect of the medicine diet has not been apparent before. Shouldn't it be time to change the formula? ”

In Tang Ancient Town, Yu Xiaograss personally cooked the medicine meal for Princess Jing, which was filled with spirit stone water. Later, before Princess Jing was taken back to the capital, she prepared medicines for the princess for her diet, which was also impregnated by small replenishing stone spiritual forces. It's almost time to run out of those pills, so the effect is not discounted.

Yu Xiaoxue thought about it and asked: "Ma'am, can I see your recent pulse?” She didn't quite get home with her pulse. However, Jing Wang Fu has a full-time Tai Doctor sitting in town, and every month the pulse of the elephant should be recorded.

Princess Jing asked Lanxiang to go to Dr. Zheng to collect the case. She also asked Zhuxiang to grab some well-cured pastries and greet Mrs. Fang and Yu Xiaoshua for dessert. She also used some adhesive cakes.

Jiang Zixian came with his maiden daughter while the pavilion was happily melting. Upon climbing the stairs, the two maidens held the lady's arm in awe of her falling again or her feet. Even if the County King didn't do anything to them, those cold eyes were enough to scare them to death.

Princess Jing saw the drum bag on her niece's forehead and put down the pastry in her hand. She tried to hold back with a smile. “What's going on? After a while, I lost my kung fu and became a flower cat? ”

Jiang Zixian couldn't help but look at Zhu Junyang and faintly pretend to be pathetic: “Auntie, they are all Brother Yang. He saw her fall and didn't even know how to help her. It hurts like this!! ”

Zhu Junyang grabbed her in front of the mother-in-law and glanced at her coldly. “Why are you so embarrassed to come out and scare me?" he said. It's not your fault to be ugly. It's your fault to come out and scare people! Do you think people don't have nightmares at night? ”

Jiang Zixian's expression was so dramatic, at this time it really became a pear blossom with rain. She fell like this, Brother Yang also said the wind cold words, so... so damn!! Think of herself she just saw in the mirror: her purple forehead, her broken nose...

Shit, she just thought of showing her face in front of Brother Yang while he was in the house, adding more emotion. But I didn't think of my current ghost. Brother Yang saw it in his eyes. Brother Yang dislikes her. What should we do?

Princess Jing noticed her niece's embarrassment. "Did the doctor ever see you get hurt like this? You can't be careless if you hurt your face! If it leaves a scar, it's a lifetime thing!! ”

Jiang Zixian is even more unsettled. She thinks her biggest advantage over her cousins is that she looks good. If there is a scar on his face, it means that Brother Yang doesn't mind and can't be his righteous wife. If you marry a woman with a scar on her face, she will laugh at Brother Yang!!

She left the garden in a hurry and sent the maiden to ask Dr. Zheng Tai...