king's concubine

Chapter 93 Ruined the Room 2
Aunt Ye moved her muscles and bones and felt that the blood was circulating very well. She thought that if she practiced martial arts in such a state, she would definitely be able to get twice the result with half the effort.Thinking of this, she glanced at Rong Huazheng who was smiling and squinting, and she didn't know where this girl learned such a strange technique.

"It seems that you are not useless."

Rong Huazheng wrinkled her little nose, and said in disbelief, how dare I get this sentence after working hard for a quarter of an hour?However, even so, as long as the master and her old man didn't yell at her, it would be really strange.She giggled, and said obediently: "The master doesn't know something, but the disciple has eighteen martial arts, and there are many things he knows!"

"Hmph!" Aunt Ye ignored her, looked at the messy fabrics and needlework on the table, gave her a look, and said angrily, "It's better to tidy things up if you have time to talk about it."

Rong Huazheng was well aware of Aunt Ye's temperament, so she moved quickly with sharp eyes and hands, and cleaned up in a short while.

Aunt Ye stood up this time, glanced at Rong Huazheng who was blinking in confusion, and said, "Let's end today's class. There are a lot of things happening today. What I told you to do before is just I'll give you three days, just read one of these two books today." After saying that, he strode away without looking back.

Rong Huazheng didn't react for a while, and when she did, she immediately jumped up and shouted at Aunt Ye's back, "Master, you are so kind, you are my star and my moon, It is the light that illuminates my direction!"

Hey, I really haven't forgotten what I memorized in high school.

When Aunt Ye heard this, she gritted her teeth and really wanted to take back what she said just now. This stinky girl really doesn't know how to restrain her mouth, but...

After thinking about it, it's fine, it's fine, just let her go, although this temper is a little dry, it's pleasing, and the most important thing is, the master seems to like it very much...

Rong Huazheng, who had gained unexpected freedom, was very happy. Seeing that the book on the table was not as thick as before, he had finished reading Zao Chaosheng a long time ago, so he finished reading a book in one go.Putting down the book, she stretched herself, thinking that it would be a good time to not have to embroider. Thinking of this, she suddenly had a flash of inspiration, so she jumped outside for a walk.

It's not time for dinner yet, but it's not too early, winter nights always come very quickly, Rong Huazheng looks at the snow outside and feels itchy, thinking it would be nice to build a snowman.

Do whatever you want, Rong Huazheng looked at the thick snow in the front yard and started gearing up, but when she searched the whole backyard and couldn't find anything like a shovel, she felt disappointed and could only go to go back.

In the process of not knowing where to go, Linger found her, and was startled when she saw Rong Huazheng's casual appearance, she hurried forward a few steps, and said softly: "Madam, why are you here? Is Aunt Ye learning embroidery?"

"The master ran away."

"Run away?" Ling'er was stimulated by this word and had infinite fantasies.

"I'm back." Rong Huazheng waved her hands dejectedly.

Ling'er was puzzled, "Shouldn't you be the happiest when Aunt Ye is gone, Madam?" Madam even dreamed that she would not need embroidery!
Rong Huazheng glanced at her, and said what she wanted, but Ling'er smiled angrily, "Madam, the prince is very particular, how can these things be placed in the backyard casually, those things are all in the hands of Uncle Wang. Take care of it!"

When Rong Huazheng heard this, her eyes lit up, Ling'er looked very conscious and went to the backyard to find Uncle Wang to get something.

Ling'er didn't know what Rong Huazheng wanted the shovel for, if she knew, no matter what Rong Huazheng said, she wouldn't have given Rong Huazheng the shovel, because what she did was simply unimaginable, and... Very out of character.After all, have you ever seen a dignified princess shoveling snow with a shovel?

Well, although the wife is not the daughter of Jiao Didi, she is also born as a daughter of a daughter. No matter how good her body is, there is a limit. What should I do if my body is wet by snowflakes and I catch the cold?

Ling'er watched Ronghua Zheng stack up the snow with shovel after shovel, and then even reached out to play with it in front of the snow. She suddenly felt like crying, holding an oil-paper umbrella behind Ronghua Zheng's buttocks Then, he persuaded: "Madam, you, you should go back to the house to rest and rest. If you want to do these things with your hands, you can just do it. The snow is the heaviest at this time. If..."

Rong Huazheng didn't dump her, and even waved her away, "Go, go, don't hinder me here!" She has dreamed of a country with snow for a long time, and now she has the opportunity to play with how to allow others to disturb her. Besides, some things make sense by doing it yourself!

How dare Linger leave, she is not a fool, she will definitely be thrown into a mass grave for incompetence the next day after leaving her master to enjoy it alone.Thinking of this, Ling'er whispered in Ronghua Zheng's ear to persuade her, Ronghua Zheng was so angry that she almost threw the snow at her.

Ling'er looked at the ferocious Rong Huazheng, and could only follow her aggrievedly without saying a word.

Rong Huazheng was satisfied now. After working continuously for about [-] minutes, a prototype of a snowman finally came out. Rong Huazheng was very happy. At this time, the little boy ran over with short legs, kicking and kicking. "Sister Zheng, what are you doing here?"

Rong Huazheng had just picked up two stones and wanted to use them as the snowman's eyes. He turned around when he heard the voice, and stared at him while putting the stones into the snowman's head. Worse, go back inside!"

"I don't want it!" The little boy protested with his mouth pouted, and then walked briskly around the big snowman with great interest, clapping his palms and shouting like him.

Seeing him having fun, Rong Huazheng couldn't bear it anymore, and thought to herself, is there any kid in the world who doesn't like to play, if he likes to play, let him play, so as not to have regrets when he grows up.With that in mind, she beckoned Linger to hold an umbrella for the little kid.

Ling'er hesitated for a moment, and finally followed Rong Huazheng's orders. After all, Prince Xiyan was still a child, and his body was no stronger than his wife's.

"Why did you come here, your cousin left?" Rong Huazheng said, stroking the warm and tender face of the little brat with her cold hands.

The little kid dodged with a wrinkled face, wrinkled his little nose when he heard the words, and hummed: "Where is she here to see my son, she doesn't ask a word when she sees my hand hurt, she always asks me Don't worry about my brother's matter!"

Rong Huazheng paused as he grabbed the branches to pile up snow, his eyes flickered, and after thinking about it, he felt that he didn't need to care too much, and said, "She went back?"

"Not yet!" When the little boy was talking, he just saw a delicate figure walking towards this side in the corridor, secretly pointing in that direction and said: "Sister Zheng, you have to be careful, she must like Can Brother, don't let her take advantage of it!"

Rong Huazheng found it funny, "We are all women, how can we take advantage?"

The little boy hummed twice, and pouted, "You are really stupid, one day Brother Can is taken away, even if you cry, I won't comfort you."

Rong Huazheng couldn't laugh or cry, "Just your small shoulders really can't soothe my wounded heart."

The little boy stomped his feet, "Sister Zheng, why are you doing this? You don't care too much. Don't look at her delicate and weak. My mother and concubine said that such a woman is the most scheming. I can see it. Don't say you can not tell!"

Rong Huazheng teased him, "She is your cousin, if she enters the palace in the future, won't she be able to take care of you?"

The little boy squinted his eyes, and said coldly: "Sister Zheng, do you want to shirk responsibility?"

"Honey, you're not my responsibility." Rong Huazheng narrowed her eyes with a smile, this little brat is really becoming less and less cute, talking too much like a brat.

When a person regards a person as a family member, he never feels that the other person is just a responsibility to him.

Honey?The little boy blinked his eyes twice, not thinking about the first half of the sentence, he noticed the second half of Rong Huazheng's sentence, and asked fiercely: "What do you mean I am not your responsibility?"

Rong Huazheng wanted to say something, but at this time Liu Yixin came over in a hurry, picked up the little boy, and asked Ronghua Zheng, "Princess Gongjin, this is how you take care of Xiyan. He stood with you in the snow?"

Rong Huazheng spread his hands and raised his eyebrows, "He also likes it very much, what's wrong?"

Liu Yixin also felt that she was a little agitated just now, bit her lip, and said softly: "It's windy and snowy, and it's freezing cold, what should I do if Xiyan catches the cold?"

"Kids should play if they want to."

Liu Yixin narrowed her beautiful eyes when she heard the words, "Princess Gongjin, you don't like Xiyan, do you?"

Rong Huazheng felt baffled, "What does Miss Liu say?"

Liu Yi didn't answer, but said coldly, "It's not your fault if you don't like it, after all, it's not your child, so it's fine if you don't abuse it."

Rong Huazheng squinted her eyes.

Liu Yixin continued: "I just wondered how Xiyan came to Gongjin's mansion and broke her hand after only a few days. I think Princess Gongjin must have done it on purpose!"

The little kid was very uncomfortable being hugged by Liu Yixin, and an injured hand was held tightly by her, the pain made him almost cry.

Rong Huazheng saw it, and this time she didn't even want to talk to Liu Yixin, so she just smiled and said, "Miss Liu, is it time to go home at this time?"

Liu Yixin's face froze, and she opened her mouth to say something, but Rong Huazheng snatched the little boy from her arms, pointed at the gate and said, "The gate is over there, please leave!" Her master said, no Letting herself be wronged casually, now she looks at this woman very unpleasantly, and even looking at it even more is considered dirty.

"Princess Gongjin, is this how you treat guests?" Liu Yi bit her lip heartily, but the words she said softly were tinged with sarcasm.

Ronghua Zheng didn't answer, but shouted into the air: "Tsing Yi!"

A man in a black dress quietly appeared in front of Rong Huazheng, "Princess, what are your orders?"

Rong Huazheng nodded slightly, staring at Liu Yixin with a pair of clear eyes, with a cold smile on the corner of his lips, "Miss Liu, I give you two choices, do you want to walk out of the gate vertically or be thrown out horizontally?"

Liu Yi was dumbfounded, "You, you..." This concubine was so arrogant, she was obviously polite and cautious to others in the main hall before, but she originally thought that anyway, she was now holding her for the crime of marrying her.

(End of this chapter)