Fields of Gold

Cold little hands, tucked together in warm palms, so warm and comfortable. Yu Xiaograss bent his eyes and looked back at Zhu Junyang, whose face was still evil and beautiful. “Isn't it snowing? I was afraid it was going to snow tonight and crushed the shed, so I made a trip to the Imperial Estate. I had a fox fur neck and gloves with you. When I heard about your return, I was glad I left them in the house! ”

Zhu Junyang held onto her waist and made her sit across the side. The little girl's waist was too thin. I don't know if she didn't eat well lately. She could actually strangle her hands in a thick cotton coat. Perhaps when I was a kid, my life was tough, and I've been thin, weak and pathetic since I met this girl. When she's old enough, marry her and make it up to her!

He leaned comfortably against his chest and wrapped her tightly in his mink fur. The hot hand held the little girl's small hand like ice. Her mouth clasped over her and she gasped softly. “Why? Can't wait to see Grandpa? So rare, marry me early. Don't let the other fairies hook you up! ”

Hearing the little girl say that she hurried back to see herself, she threw warm scarves and gloves behind her head. Zhu Junyang's heart ached while drinking like honey. You know, this girl is scared of the cold!

Little Red Horse saw that the owner had been carried by the owner of the wind. Although no one controlled it, he walked slowly and honestly next to the wind. The wind weighed two people, the footsteps were still light, and from time to time, he snapped his head with gentle eyes and glanced at Red.

Little grass turned her head toward Zhu Junyang and turned a beautiful white eye. Humph, "A man who can easily be snatched away, don't even! Did you save poor little Hundred Flowers this time out, or were you sold to Jade, my father's little family? ”

Little white flower? Isn't that the kind of woman who always cries and pretends to look good? How could Grandpa look at someone like that? Were you tired and panicked all day with a sad, sad autumn and merciful look?

“Have you forgotten who Grandpa is? Can you easily be trapped by such impure, ill-motivated women? Don't worry, nobody is rare except you!” Zhu Junyang noticed the slight acidity in the mouth of the weed and was in a great mood. He immediately showed his heart and expressed his loyalty to her.

Yu Xiaowei warmed up and was in the mood to kowtow with him: "Man! Always on the mouth, behind the back! It's you who's reading, not me. How do you know what you're thinking? ”

Zhu Junyang pulled her over with her hot little hand and covered her heart. “Do you feel that? Grandpa's heart, it's just for you! Grandpa flew out of the palace to see you sooner. Grandpa, if you don't trust Grandpa, you will have no heart! ”

After listening to his previous words, Yu Xiaograss felt that the goose bumps had fallen all over the floor, too fleshy. This guy, I don't know who he learned to mess with, and I'm not afraid of people listening to tooth acids!

“Can you be normal? Tell me honestly, with whom do you learn these untouchable things? It's not your style!” The rest of the weed chute is full.

Zhu Junyang blinked twice and sighed. "I knew you wouldn't eat this! When I went back to the barracks, I gave the boys a good look. I can't believe Grandpa said such nasty things. But, Grass, Grandpa has you in his heart, which you must know! ”

Even though it's simple, why is it so easy to hear in your ear? Yu Xiaograss bowed his head and thought seriously: People's Yangxian Wang wants identity, status, body, appearance, ability... key, people are not that kind of corrupt and stubborn ancient ideas, there are no “three to four virtues” requirements for the other half.

Honestly, a man like that, the whole of the Ming dynasty, will never find a second. What would she hesitate to do if he remained steadfast in his heart, as he had said? It is also a luxury to say that she will not marry for the rest of her life, in such a large environment, that she will be a happy single nobleman. Capable, no background, and a woman again. Can't we do less then?

Seeing the little girl bow her head and wonder what she was thinking, Zhu Junyang gently touched her head and softly said: “Don't get involved, Grandpa won't pressure you! Didn't you say you weren't thinking about getting married until you were 18? You have five or six years to think about it! Take your time, five or six years. Enough time to see what Grandpa thinks of you! ”

After listening to such a good understanding, Yu Xiaograss's eyes were hot and a bitter nostril rushed upwards, almost touched him and promised him. Calm down! King Yangshen is right, there are still five or six years left, just take your time!

In the snow and wind, the warmth of the pulse haunts both of us. Sky snow, like a flying butterfly, dancing around two people.

Suddenly, a rush of horseshoes came from behind. An old, slightly pointy voice, relieved, "Miss Yu, slow down. Snow Avenue is hard to walk, if you have a good one, how can old slaves tell the master? ”

Take a look, ho! The familiar shadow up ahead, isn't it his master? Seeing Yu girls nestled in the boss's arms, it seemed so fitting. Liu Fusheng quickly closed his mouth and followed them behind him, slowly moving forward in the snow and wind. Miss Yu has safely rendezvous with the master, he will be fine. Be a background board!

But, Master, is it appropriate for you to hold Yu? If someone sees you, Yu's reputation will be ruined. Is this really what you want to see? Liu Fusheng was tangled up. Should we remind the master of his son?

Fortunately, it is not too early, the wind and snow have a tendency to increase again. There is no one smoking on the official road in the suburbs of Beijing. Otherwise, will Yu be a nobody in the future?

He can think of an old eunuch. Can't you think of Zhu Junyang? When she could see the gates of the capital city, Zhu Junyang put the warm Yu Xiao grass back on her own ride. However, she was forced to wear her own mink fur.

Big, generous, wrapped the little girl from head to toe. Even on his hand, he is also a number one purple lamb leather glove with his temperature on it.

“I'll take you back to the General's Palace! Cold weather, don't come out again! Let Grandpa know what's going on, send someone! If you really have to go out, take a carriage. Grandpa made a new custom carriage with a wider compartment with a fire basin and hot water. If you're tired, you can crook inside...” He's as careful and meticulous as he can be when it comes to Yu Xiaograss. This heart is so expensive!

Until the entrance to the General's Palace, Zhu Junyang's nagging admonition continued. If anyone sees it, they'll be shocked at the chin. Is this still the cold-mouthed King of Yangshen? There's nothing big about it. It's like a mother's son.

“Why don't you come in and have some tea before you go?” Yu Xiaograss jumped clumsily from the pony, couldn't help it, at this time she was wrapped like a teddy bear.

Zhu Junyang jumped from the riding and tidied up the big bangs that were scattered for her to get off the horse, wrapped her tighter, and touched her red fluttering little face. “No! I have to go back to the royal palace and give my mother peace. I'll see you tomorrow! Go back and drink some more ginger sugar water and watch out for the cold. ”

Chief Liu Fusheng stared at the boss with amazement, a goddamn look: his master finally got the hang of it, he knew the pain, should he be happy, or should he be happy? Such a gentle and thoughtful action, such a whispering voice, can be seen and heard from the most ruthless and brutal killing of the ancient Beijing... Shh! Love can change everything!

His exaggerated expression is unbearable! Zhu Junyang glanced at him lightly and put his attention back on the grass. "Go on, I'll watch you go in..."

Yu Xiaograss dragged the drag that could serve as a snowsweeper, and crossed the side door with difficulty. He looked back at Zhu Junyang with snowflakes on his hair, and the sky and snow became his background. This beautiful, manly and handsome man looked at her with deep emotion, with long white hands, gently swayed, indicating to her to hurry in.

She's not really a romantic Nutmeg girl. She looks at this beautiful and affectionate scene. The silent heart for more than 30 years can't help but move. Turns out it's the female lead halo. It's a shitty luck. It can make such a brilliant and beautiful man, wait for her, wait for her...

Until I asked Godmother Ann to come back to her little yard, she was still dizzy. Men can be misguided, especially beautiful men with nothing to say and unspeakable feelings!

At this time, Zhu Junyang had entered the Palace of the King of Jing. For a moment, he came straight to the inner house with his father in the outer study.

Princess Jing stepped down from the warmth of her bed, holding her youngest son's hand and measuring her up and down, her eyes red and slightly swallowed: “Why are you wearing so little? Where's that ugly scarf you never left? Where are the gloves? How can anyone around you serve so much snow and not wear a sweater? ”

Chief Liu Fusheng, who served the master closely, said he was lying on his gun, and the master's entire equipment was on Yu girl. Can he say that? Of course not! When the master went back to Beijing to leave the palace, the first thing he wanted to do was run to the village and meet his own little lover, even my mother threw behind her head. Didn't you let the master fall into infidelity? He's carrying this pot!

Zhu Junyang held the mother-in-law and sat down on the warm bed again. He sat next to her on the embroidered pier with a smile on his face. "Mother, touch my son's hand. It's warm. It's not cold at all! ”