Rebirth of Doting Houmen's Noble Wife

Chapter 90 A Piece of Token (3)
Rong Ruo sighed deeply, why is it so tiring to talk to him.

"Then let it be tonight. I don't want others to know about Chen'er learning martial arts." Rong Ruo was powerless to bow and signaled someone to leave.

"You're ruthless, drive me away when you're done using it." Lan Jingyue looked aggrieved.

Rong Ruo turned around and got under the quilt, completely ignoring that evildoer who pretended to be pitiful.

In the past few days, Rong Ruo's life can be regarded as very leisurely and comfortable, without disturbing eyesight, Rong Ruo's mood is indescribably happy.

Rong Ruo, who was half-lying on the soft couch under the ginkgo tree reading a book, suddenly remembered that two jars of peach blossoms buried in spring had come.Come to think of it, it should be drinkable.

"Wen Xia," Rong Ruo put down the book in his hand, got up from the soft couch, raised his eyes and called to Wen Xia who was watering the flowers.

"Ah, what's the matter, Miss?" Asked Xia, seeing his lady called him, thinking she wanted tea or something, put down the things in his hand, and came to Rong Ruo.

"Come on, accompany me to the peach tree in the backyard and dig out those two jars of wine." Rong Ruo smiled brightly.

"Okay, miss, go first, servant girl to find some tools." Wen Xia nodded.

After a while, the master and servant began to dig up the soil with all their strength.

"Wow, miss, it smells so good,"

"Well, it seems like it's ready to drink." Rong Ruo opened the peach blossom wine that he dug up, and bursts of intoxicating peach blossom fragrance wafted out slowly with the intoxicating aroma of wine.

Even Wen Xia, a little girl who doesn't drink often, wants to take a sip of this smell.

"Miss is so amazing, this is the first time this servant has heard such a good smell of wine." Wen Xia admired, looked at Rong Ruo with admiration, her lady is getting more and more powerful!
Although she is a little servant girl, she has a lot of experience, even the wine when she goes to the palace with the young lady to attend the banquet is not as fragrant as the young lady's.

"That's right, no one can compare to your miss and my craftsmanship." Rong Ruo said a little arrogantly.

"Miss, you are so proud." Wen Xia said with a smile.

"Miss, do you want to drink it yourself? You are so good at brewing wine, why don't the servants pick some flowers, and the lady is brewing some. Now is the time when all kinds of flowers are in full bloom, and there are many kinds of flowers." Wen Xia's eyes flickered with light.

"Okay, I'll go with you later, let's take the two jars of wine home first, and find someone to deliver to the eldest uncle. I remember that the three uncles love to drink." Rong Ruo looked at the wine in his arms. The wine jar, thinking of the uncle who cared about him so much, felt warm in his heart.

The master and servant returned to Lanyinyuan, told Wenliu about the matter, and brought the basket to the garden of the Zhennan Prince's Mansion.

In summer, when the flowers are blooming, Rong Ruo and Wen Xia separated to pick flowers. Rong Ruo remembered that there was a field of jasmine flowers in the northernmost part of the garden. Thinking of the fragrance of jasmine flowers that her grandmother loved most, she brewed some jasmine wine. Grandma should love it.

Thinking of this, Rong Ruo walked towards the north of the garden without stopping.

This season is really the time when jasmines are blooming. The large area of ​​jasmines in the north of the garden is in full bloom. Looking at the flowers of various colors in front of Rongruo and smelling the fragrance in the air, his mood is immediately refreshed. In this sultry weather, smelling Such a refreshing aroma is a kind of enjoyment.

Rong Ruo picked up the flowers carefully, and gradually the flower basket was full.

"What do you want me to do?"

Suddenly, there was a low sobbing voice from a woman, the soft and sweet voice was very pitiful, as if she was afraid of being heard and deliberately suppressed it.

Rong Ruo who was concentrating on picking flowers was suddenly startled.

Why does this voice sound so familiar?

"Don't cry, didn't I say I'd marry you." Then came the man's irritable voice.

Rong Ruo was a little curious, and gently pulled out the Jasmine flower in front of him, looking towards the source of the voice.

Wherever the line of sight goes, although there are flowers and trees blocking it, it does not prevent Rong Ruo from seeing the two people on the opposite side clearly, after all, they are not very far away.

The woman was dressed in a plain white gauze skirt with large light pink lotus flowers embroidered on it. The woman had a slender figure, with shaved shoulders and a plain waist. She was dressed in an elegant dress, and her slightly shaking shoulders showed that she was crying. , two lines of clear tears on the woman's soft and beautiful face, those misty eyes are very pitiful and fragile.

The man on the side was dressed in an indigo robe, about twenty years old, slender and strong, with fine cloud patterns embroidered on the neckline and cuffs, and his black hair was tied up high with a jasper hairpin. The man's face did not look like The fairness of ordinary people, the extreme handsomeness between the eyebrows, the sword eyebrows and the starry eyes, the irritability on the lips, and the slight frown, it can be seen that the mood is not very good.

Rong Ruo was slightly surprised, she didn't expect that there would be people meeting here in this sweltering afternoon, hehe, they were all people she knew.

The woman was none other than Rong Ruo's so-called second sister of Xiaobaihua, Shangguan Lingshan, and that man was the neighbor to the north of Zhennan Palace, the eldest son of General Le's Palace, Le Jianchen.

At this moment, there seemed to be some dispute between the two of them. Le Jianchen seemed a little impatient with Shangguan Lingshan who kept crying.

Rong Ruo looked at the two people not far away in surprise, when did Shangguan Lingshan and Le Jianchen get together?

"You're just talking, and I haven't seen your family come to our palace to propose marriage. I'm talking, how can I be worthy of you with my status, and how could your mother let you marry a concubine like me?" Shangguan Lingshan seemed to be very aggrieved, tears kept falling, such pear blossoms with rain, really arousing pity.

"What are you worried about? I said I would marry you and you can do it. You just need to wait for someone to come to the Zhennan Palace to propose marriage." Le Jianchen frowned, with irritability in his eyes.

"I believe in you, but I can't trust your mother. She has always looked down on me." Shangguan Lingshan sobbed and cried, looking at Le Jianchen opposite with a pair of watery eyes full of pity and sadness. .

Le Jianchen was a bit upright at first, and hadn't had much contact with women, so he was a little at a loss for Shangguan Lingshan who was crying like this, with a look of anxiety on his face, he stretched out his hand and patted Shangguan Lingshan's shoulder, " You don't have to worry, I have a way to persuade my mother, well, don't cry, it's very hot, you'd better go back first, don't suffer from heat stroke."

(End of this chapter)