The space doctor girl became the favorite of exiled ministers

It’s just the beginning of autumn, and the evening wind is blowing with a coolness.

Jiang Zhiluo sat on a stone next to the pool, listening to the sound of the waterfall, feeling the breeze, breathing the fresh air, and carving small wooden bottles.

The round, small and delicate shape.

She was very focused while carving.

The wind was blowing slowly, blowing her long hair, and her plain white skirt was billowing like a mountain wind, and she was as graceful as a fleeting silhouette.

Like the moon on the palace of the Nine Heavens, soft, pure and beautiful.

When Cui Hejin came over, he saw such a beautiful scene.

The wind blew slowly, causing her long hair to sway in the wind, as if it was about to feather away.

Cui Hejin's heart tightened, and he stepped forward and said, "Isn't it cold?"

Hearing Cui Hejin's voice, Jiang Zhiluo came back to her senses slightly and said, "It's not cold. The weather has just entered autumn and is very cool."

She likes to sit here, listen to the sound of water and breathe the fresh air, which gives her a very comfortable feeling.

Recently, Jiang Zhiluo has become obsessed with making and carving these small bottles. Looking at them, they are small and exquisite, and she feels a sense of satisfaction in her heart.

Porcelain bottles were too expensive, so they had to be replaced with wooden bottles first.

However, the wooden bottle looked relatively cheap, but it was different when she used carving techniques to carve various patterns on it.

Each bottle becomes unique.

Jiang Zhiluo thought that if she took the carved bottles out, she would be able to sell them as well.

Cui Hejin picked up a bottle next to him and looked at it. It happened to be newly carved, with bamboo written on it, and bamboo carved next to it. The words were beautiful, and the carved bamboo was also lifelike. It can be seen that the person who carved it was very good at poetry and painting.

Even Cui Hejin looked at it with admiration in his heart.

He felt as if his little wife was covered with layers of veils.

It turns out that he really doesn't understand her.

He looked at another bottle, with carved chrysanthemums, plum blossoms, orchids, bamboos and chrysanthemums, as well as some carved traditional stories.

The artistic conception drawn in just a few strokes can be seen as some ancient folk traditional stories.

For example, Chang'e flew to the moon, Hou Yi shot the sun, etc.

Cui Hejin looked at it and was shocked in his heart.

"Is it hard work?"

Listening to Cui Hejin's question, Jiang Zhiluo shook her head and said, "Fortunately, I didn't feel hard at all."

As she spoke, Jiang Zhiluo looked up at Cui Hejin, saw the deep pity in his eyes, and explained in a low voice: "With such a carving, you can sell more money if you use the ointment."

"Some things look similar, but it also depends on the packaging. If the packaging is good, it can be sold at a higher price."

"There's nothing much to do in the mountains now, so I just take this time to make some small bottles like this."

Listening to Jiang Zhiluo saying that it was just to sell more money, Cui Hejin felt a tingling feeling in his heart.

"sorry!"

If he were still the heir to the Cui family, he could give her whatever she wanted.

He could give her whatever she wanted, including glory and wealth.

But now it is located in such a deep mountain.

At this moment, Cui Hejin seemed to have made a decision in his heart.

He decided to return to the capital.

It's just that it wouldn't have been so early. He had his own plans and arrangements.

It's just that he wants the best for her.

Then she would no longer have to work hard for money.

Jiang Zhiluo naturally didn't know the changes in Cui Hejin's heart at this moment.

Whatever she wanted, she was used to getting it on her own and never thought of relying on others.

Yes, Jiang Zhiluo never thought of relying on Cui Hejin from beginning to end.

In the last life, he lost his life for her. In this life, she would not involve him in danger no matter what.

Even if she has to do something, she will arrange and plan it herself.

Suddenly hearing Cui Hejin say sorry, Jiang Zhiluo's heart trembled slightly, "Why are you saying sorry!"

"Is it hard to be with me?"

She has given a lot to this family.

Jiang Zhiluo's nose felt sour when she heard these words.

In fact, these words were what she wanted to ask him in her previous life.

He had sacrificed so much for her and was even criticized. Wasn't it hard for him?Thinking of him in that life, Jiang Zhiluo's heart hurt so much that she couldn't breathe.

Her eyes were red and she said: "It's not hard, I'm happy to be with you."

"It makes me want to do a lot of things. Everything I do feels meaningful. I am also very happy to see you like eating the dishes I cook. I will also be very happy to see you in good health.

It's like trying to make up for all the regrets from the previous life.

I wish I could be nicer to him.

She didn't feel hard at all.

On the contrary, I feel very happy when I see him every day.

As long as he is good and as long as he is here, she has the strength to do something.

It's just that he has no memory of his previous life.

Listening to Jiang Zhiluo's words and looking at her expression, Cui Hejin couldn't control himself and reached out to hug her.

"fool!"

Why is she so stupid!
Tell him what to do with her.

Let him compensate her in some way.

Cui Hejin hugged Jiang Zhiluo gently.

He exerted a little force on his arms, but restrained himself, fearing that he would hurt her if he used too much force.

Jiang Zhiluo was caught off guard and hugged, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise.

She actually liked his arms and couldn't help but covet his arms.

This is an instinctive feeling in the body that cannot be controlled.

"I'm not stupid!"

She couldn't help but get intoxicated by the refreshing scent of his body.

He always carries a faint scent of dark fragrance, which is the smell of his body.

Cui Hejin let go of Jiang Zhiluo slightly and sighed in her ear, "Aluo!"

Jiang Zhiluo couldn't resist such an affectionate name.

She raised her head slightly to look at him. .

She was caught off guard and met his breathtaking eyes, and couldn't help but indulge in them.

They were so close now that their breaths seemed to be entangled.

It was obvious that the wind was blowing with a hint of coolness at this time, but the ambiguous temperature between them suddenly rose.

Cui Hejin looked at her gorgeous and bright appearance, his heart was filled with waves, and his eyes were getting darker and darker.

It was as if some fire had been lit.

Cui Hejin touched her eyebrows with his fingers, leaned down, and lowered his lips.

The breath from his body enveloped her in an instant, and the breath was so fierce that her breathing stopped.

The deer in my heart is pounding.

For a moment, her mouth went dry, her mind went blank, and she forgot to react.

She even opened her lips slightly uncontrollably.

At first, Cui Hejin acted very gently.

But then, for some reason, it turned into a violent storm and swept her away.

"Well...he hibiscus..."

The moment she spoke, his breath rushed straight into her.

My whole body felt like being electrocuted. Electricity rushed to the tip of my heart, making me tremble uncontrollably.

This was the first time Jiang Zhiluo had seen such a domineering and powerful Cui Hejin.

She can't stand it!

Although they were both sitting at this time, her body softened uncontrollably.

Involuntarily attached to Cui Hejin.

Her fingers were clutching the clothes in front of him tightly at all times.

"Be good, breathe..."

When Jiang Zhiluo almost couldn't breathe, Cui Hejin's throat rolled and he asked her to breathe hoarsely.

Her sweetness almost made him lose control of himself. (End of chapter)