After the marriage, the sick and weak husband fell off the horse

He concealed the emotion in his eyes, took out a drawing from his arms, and said, "I see that your archery skills have improved, but arrows are not convenient to carry. If you encounter an accident, I'm afraid it won't be able to help you escape from danger."

"I have had nothing to do these days while I am ill, so I designed a hidden weapon for you that is suitable for women's self-defense."

Ming Qiuren was dumbfounded. It turned out that the young master’s daily rush to work was designed for the princess!He thought that the young master had finally found his conscience and wanted to give them advanced weapons.

Xie Chunchao raised his head in surprise. In front of him was a drawing with a golden hairpin.

A small piece of white paper is densely painted with various patterns. The most eye-catching one is a gorgeous and rich golden peony hairpin in the center. Around the golden hairpin, its internal parts are drawn and marked stroke by stroke in small letters. Out of size, material.

Even if Xie Chunchao didn't understand weapon design, he could still see the preciousness and thoughtfulness of this drawing.

"This..." Xie Chunchao was stunned for a moment, "Did you draw this?"

"Yes." Lin Jingrong nodded lightly, "I read some drawings about the production of hidden weapons in an ancient book, and I changed them."

Lin Jingrong pointed to the position of the hairpin and said, "Just move this little dot to the left first, and then press it."

His finger slid forward and stopped at the peony flower. "The silver needle will shoot out from this direction."

As he spoke, he raised his head and said, "I've thought about it. The silver needle itself is not very lethal, but if it is paired with poison that can see blood and seal the throat, it can be a weapon of self-defense that can catch an unprepared person."

After hearing Lin Jingrong's explanation, Xie Chunchao also felt that this thing was very good.

It is usually hidden in the hair and not noticeable, but in times of crisis, it is enough to save her life.

Xie Chunchao's eyes moved away from the drawing and fell on Lin Jing's pale face. The long crow-green eyelashes left a faint shadow under his eyes. He seemed to be aware of Xie Chunchao's gaze and raised his eyes to meet hers.

Xie Chunchao noticed that the dark blue under his eyes was more than just a shadow.

She always thought that he had been indifferent to her during this period, but she didn't expect that in the days when they didn't meet, he would actually design something for her stroke by stroke with a pen.

Although he drew lessons from ancient books, both the appearance and the internal structure were undoubtedly extremely labor-intensive and extremely difficult for ordinary people, let alone Lin Jingrong, who was already ill.

Xie Chunchao opened his mouth and asked, "Have you been painting for a long time?"

Lin Jingrong smiled and said, "Not long, only four or five days."

"Four or five days?" Xie Chunchao thought of what happened before, "So every time you couldn't chat for a few words, you used to excuse yourself to sleep just to draw it?"

Lin Jingrong paused for a moment. He subconsciously wanted to admit that admitting this matter would undoubtedly please Xie Chunchao, but...

He remembered Mingqiu's words - "Young master, you are not honest yourself."

There are some things that he can't tell Xie Chunchao yet, just like there are some things that Xie Chunchao won't tell him.

But he hoped to learn to be honest with her about small things that didn't harm the overall situation.

This was not easy for Lin Jingrong.

He is good at acting as different people in front of different people, and his teacher also taught him not to let others guess your thoughts easily.

"No." Lin Jingrong shook his head, with a tangled look on his face, as if he had made a very important decision, "Actually, I was angry at that time."

"I'm angry that Chunchao seems to be hiding something from me."

"It's ridiculous. I told you that you can tell me anytime you want, but I'm still angry because you hid it."

Xie Chunchao asked, "Are you still angry now?"

Lin Jingrong shook his head, "I'm not angry anymore."

He seemed to be afraid that Xie Chunchao wouldn't believe it, so he quickly added, "I'm really not angry anymore this time." Xie Chunchao was amused by Lin Jingrong's look, "Okay, I understand."

She raised the design draft in her hand and said with a smile, "Thank you, this thing can help me just right."

"As long as you like it." Lin Jingrong said, "If you don't like this pattern, you can also ask the craftsmen to make it into other styles."

Xie Chunchao touched the gorgeous peonies on the paper, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said with a little smile in his eyes, "I like peonies."

"I'm surprised, the snow on Yanshan Mountain has disappeared. Now that the spring is in full bloom, why not go to Yanshan Mountain for a spring outing tomorrow to enjoy the scenery, and then go to the Jokhang Temple on the top of the mountain to pay homage. I heard that making wishes there is very effective."

Xie Chunchao could not find a miracle doctor, so he only hoped that the gods and Buddhas could bless Lin Jingrong and live a long life.

"What wish does Chunchao want to make?"

Lin Jingrong thought Xie Chunchao would say something to protect her father and mother, but unexpectedly she looked at him and said,

"I would like to make a wish that all the Buddhas will bless Lin Jingrong to live a long life, be safe and peaceful."

Lin Jingrong was stunned for a moment, then he bent his eyes and said with a smile, "Then I promise that all the Buddhas will protect Xie Chunchao and be safe and happy every year."

The Buddhas may not necessarily fulfill Xie Chun Chao, but he will.

This was the first time Lin Jingrong had the idea of ​​staying here, staying with Xie Chunchao.

Bai Qiusheng was cleared of his grievances and his official position was restored. Many courtiers came to congratulate him, but Bai Qiusheng refused them all and only met the Minister of Punishment.

"Prime Minister, is the person who framed you really a force from another country?"

"That's just an excuse for me to cope with..." Bai Qiusheng pointed to the sky and said.

"The hands of other countries are far from being so long."

The man's face was obviously shocked, but he quickly returned to normal, "Who is the person who framed the Prime Minister? Hey, it's a pity that Lang Dezhou is dead, otherwise we could have pried something out of his mouth."

Bai Qiusheng touched his beard and said, "Don't worry, I already know who it is."

The Minister of Punishment wrote a note of joy, "Since the Prime Minister already knows, why not report it to the Emperor? I will take him to the Prison of the Punishment Department and interrogate him personally, and let him taste the suffering of the Prime Minister."

Bai Qiusheng shook his head, "I will handle this matter myself, so don't interfere."

Because Xie Chunchao and Lin Jingrong were going to go on a spring outing in the mountains tomorrow, Yu Ning and other maids were so busy that they were worried about missing something.

"It's not my first time to go out, why bother to mobilize people like this?" Xie Chunchao said, holding his forehead.

Yu Ning said, "But this is the first time the princess has gone out with Mr. Lin."

Xie Chunchao blushed and said, "Nonsense, didn't I go to the foot of Yanshan Mountain with Jingrong last time?"

"But the princess was there last time, so she didn't go out alone."

Seeing Yu Ning's high interest, Xie Chunchao had no choice but to let her go.

Unexpectedly, even the King and Princess of Liao next door knew about this matter. They not only sent some items that would be used when going out, but also sent condolences.

Xie Chunchao originally thought it was just a trivial matter, but under their support, Xie Chunchao himself couldn't help but become nervous.

Tonight, she tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. She couldn't help but pat her hot face. What happened to her?
Isn't it common?It’s not a big deal.

(End of this chapter)