Morbid pet

Chapter 28
The sun shines through the windows onto the ground, casting dappled light and shadows.

The scent of gardenia came from outside the door, Chang Le twitched his nose and slowly opened his eyes.

A touch of bright red beside the pillow caught her attention.

She held the amulet in her hand and played with it.

On the scarlet brocade is embroidered a big safe character, next to it is Sanskrit, and there is a small hole on the top brocade, and a red brocade string is strung on it.

She untied the rope from the kit and took out the talisman paper inside.

Impressively written on it in a vigorous thin gold script: "All gods and Buddhas are above me, may Changle be safe and smooth."

Chang Le's heart skipped a beat, this is Xie Zhao's handwriting.

Changle: "Butterfly poetry? Diancui?"

"Here we come! Princess!" The two pushed the door open and entered at the same time.

"Your Highness, is there any discomfort in your body?" Dian Cui carefully checked her arm to see if there was any shocking blackness.

Chang Le smiled and shook his head, then tilted his head and asked, "How long have I been in a coma?"

Diancui: "Five days! Woohoo—"

Changle: "Don't cry, it's okay, we're crying for the funeral! Ben Gong is not dead yet."

Die Shi faltered and said: "Your Highness, during the time you were in a coma, it was thanks to the prince, who went up the mountain to find the person who cast the voodoo to get the mother voodoo, and ordered to search for a doctor in the river, and then he woke you up."

Chang Le suddenly lost his mind, remembering that when he opened his eyes last night, he saw Xie Zhao's face
"Well, I know." Chang Le felt a sense of guilt, Ya Qing's pupils constricted, "Where's Xie Zhao?"

Xie Zhao stood at the door in a neatly tailored black suit, with his black hair loose, "I'm here."

Chang Le blushed, and after a long while, said: "Thank you."

Getting the proud little phoenix to say thank you is harder than going to heaven!
Xie Zhao hooked the corners of his lips, walked sideways into the room, embraced Qianli's figure in front of the bronze mirror, "I don't want you to say thank you."

Chang Le didn't push him away, and asked patiently: "Oh? Then what do you want? I'll go back and ask Brother Huang to give you another promotion?"

"Fame and fortune are just a fleeting moment and a dream." Xie Zhao categorically vetoed, "I just want you."

Die Shi, who was standing aside and dressing up with Changle, lowered her head, the corners of her mouth almost turned up to the sky!The prince treats the princess really sincerely.

Chang Le shook his head: "It's easy to say if you want fame and fortune, but you can't do it if you want me. I have someone in my heart, we can play, let's just let it go."

Xie Zhao was not angry, he just buried his head in her neck, sucking her body fragrance frantically.

"Just play for fun." He said, "I can play with you for the rest of my life, but not with dead people. I won this game."

Chang Le laughed and said: "The dead are always victors, his image in my heart is infinitely high, maybe it's because he always looks so noble and can't do anything to disappoint me."

Xie Zhao got up suddenly, and said calmly: "Changle, it's okay, as long as you live by my side, that's enough."

Chang Le's heart twitched suddenly, the pain made her clutch her heart, her beautiful eyebrows slightly frowned.

Dian Cui thought that her poison was not cleared away, so she turned around to find out.

Liao Ran was eating emerald green flower rice cakes in the yard. He was very interested in the goldfish in the pond. He got up early in the morning and took the cakes and sat by the pond, watching the water in the pond move around.

Diancui: "Master, I understand! The princess is awake, please go and have a look, she just suddenly clutched her heart as if it hurts, servant girl is worried, is the poison left behind?"

Liaoran stuffed the last piece of rice cake into his mouth, then got up and followed Diancui to Changle's yard, shaking his head while walking and said: "Impossible, the worms are all dead, how could they return?" Is there any remaining poison?"

tuk tuk-

Changle: "Go in."

Liao Ran pushed open the door and walked to Chang Le's side, he took the small stool handed over by Die Shi and sat down, "Your Highness, give me your hand."

Chang Le knew that it was this little novice who detoxified her poison last night, so she stretched out her wrist immediately.

Liao Ran was silent for a few seconds, then shook his head and said, "Your Highness, this is a heart disease, and there is no cure for it."

"Yeah." Chang Le responded casually, Zhou Yu had already become a heart disease that she couldn't let go of.

In the flower hall.

Xie Zhao sat on the back of the chair and listened to Ye Zhizhou's report on the weaving bureau.

Ye Zhizhou rubbed his hands and said, "My lord, if Zhao'an can also send 20 pieces of raw silk, I'm 50% sure that I can get the [-] bolts of silk at the end of the year." The ruthless master.

Xie Zhao was used to tapping crisp things with his knuckles, and now he was tapping on the marble tabletop, making a thumping sound.

He didn't speak, but tapped slowly and rhythmically.

One click at a time, knocking into Ye Zhizhou's heart.

Ye Zhizhou panicked after being knocked out, "A hundred thousand catties of raw silk is enough?" He tentatively looked at Xie Zhao's calm eyes.

I can't see the joy or anger.

Xie Zhaomo said in a low voice: "The information came back in the middle of the night said that Zhao'an did not have any raw silk in stock."

It means that there is not a catty!Not to mention that the lion weighs twenty catties.

Ye Zhizhou gritted his teeth and was forced to say: "It's fine if you don't have it. But the 50 at the end of the year may have to be slow."

Xie Zhao asked: "How long will it take?" Then asked: "How much difference?"

Ye Zhizhou took an abacus, and quickly moved the beads on it with his fingers, making the sound of wooden beads colliding.

"In the best condition, it can be delivered in the middle of next year."

Xie Zhao shook his head: "No, it must be at the end of the year."

"This..." Ye Zhizhou has already counted all the fields owned by Zhuangzi in his family, so he can barely scrape together 50 horses. Now he is dumb and eats coptis, and he is suffering.

Xie Zhao seemed to have seen through his thoughts, "Oh right, I forgot to tell you that the emperor gave me [-] bolts of silk a few days ago and I have already returned them to the treasury. in."

Ye Zhizhou suddenly let out a burst of relieved laughter, "Hahaha——"

"My lord, you really scared me! That's a good relationship, and I promise to complete the task at the end of the year!"

Xie Zhao nodded and stood up and walked out of the flower hall, before leaving, he patted Ye Zhizhou on the shoulder, "By the way, Hua'an sold you 20 catties of raw silk, and you will receive it at the standard market price. I'm here today to discuss with the owner of Huacheng how to pay. "

Hua San happened to come over and heard the prince's words, his eyes lit up, and hurried to Ye Zhizhou to settle accounts with him.

Before Ye Zhizhou could laugh out of the ecstasy, he was hit dizzily by a stick on his head. He stared at Xie Zhao's leaving back, and murmured: "Didn't you say that you borrowed raw silk? sold?"

Xie Zhao went to Changle's yard, saw her rarely calm down and wrote, and leaned over to see that she was writing: Ta Zhao.

Xie Zhao smiled, took her pen, and wrote in a standard thin gold style: Ta Zhao.

"Your brushwork is beautiful, but it lacks strength. The stroke of the strokes must be ruthless. Don't sloppy hooks. It doesn't look good."

(End of this chapter)