The little princess tames the prince

Chapter 463 Quite Quite Cousin (6)
"It's over, you want it, and you can do it tomorrow." Zhao She put down the Chinese medicine, went out to wash it, came in to undress and went to bed, and stretched out his arm to sister Zhen: "Come and sleep, this pillow is the one you sleep on every day. I'm used to it."

Sister Zhen smiled through tears, and returned the hard pillow that was protecting her to Zhao She. She fell asleep with her arms that she was used to sleeping on every day, and suddenly asked, "What if I get used to sleeping and can't sleep?"

"Sleep, where are these words." Zhao Amnesty didn't take it to heart, it was a naughty child who wastes too much time talking.He held sister Zhen in his arms and caressed: "We will go back tomorrow. When we go back, the horse will be slower and will not bump you again."

Sister Zhen was overjoyed, and this inexplicable joy made Zhao She a little surprised: "Why, are you homesick?" Sister Zhen wanted to stay away from the pink long sleeves, and added: "I miss Youer."

"I miss him too." Zhao She said the same, with a slight smile on his lips.Sister Zhen cheered up: "Cousin, when we go back, You'er will definitely smile." Zhao She squinted at the smile on Sister Zhen's lips: "That's what you are." She wiped away the tears from her eyes, and kissed her: "Go to sleep, we have to leave early tomorrow, and walk slowly, I'm afraid it will take two days."

Sister Zhen happily said: "Do you live on the mountain?" Zhao She patted her and closed her eyes: "Yeah." Sister Zhen asked again: "Pick flowers back for Youer?" Zhao She said indifferently " Ok".

The real sister who asked several times, gradually couldn't get any answer from Zhao She, only the hand on the back was patted lightly, still caressing slowly.

The next day, when we broke out from the camp, Zhenjie was embarrassed again.The generals lined up, and Yi Zongze brought Huang Puma for Zhao She to express his farewell.

Princess Yunyang saw her younger brother like this, so she took her little red horse for sister Zhen. One black horse and one red horse were both excellent. From Princess Yunyang's point of view, of course the red one is better.

"Princess, please get on the horse," the princess said eagerly, only for Zhao She to say indifferently: "She sits on this horse." If it wasn't for so many people, Zhenjie would really like to protest. She wants to save face, but she doesn't child.

In the astonishment of Princess Yunyang, Zhao She ordered Zhao Ji to lay a soft cushion on the horse, and sat down with Sister Zhen, and then got on the horse and folded his hands: "Farewell."

When she was on the mountain, Zhenjie couldn't help but say: "I have already given birth to a child." Zhao She raised her eyebrows and said, "Oh, how many children can I have?" Zhenjie pouted and pressed her face tightly against the On Zhao She's chest, he closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.

The pine forest is thin and the waves are bursting. If it keeps going, who would not like it?This time the horse was not going fast, and Zhenjie was shaking on the horse's back. She couldn't help but think of the peach red long sleeves, then the emerald green long sleeves, the delicate yellow long sleeves...appeared in Zhenzhen like a lantern. In front of my sister.

The long sleeves fluttered in front of her eyes until she fell asleep.

Three days later, a letter was placed on King Shang's desk, and King Shang cursed after reading it.After scolding Zhao She from head to toe, and then from toe to head, Shang Wang still felt very sad that his anger was stuck in his heart.

As Zhao She and Yi Zongze thought, to get through this difficult mountain range, in fact, there will not be many traders.However, the purpose of this matter has been achieved, which is to show these people that King Anping and King Baishi have repaired very well.

After Zhao Amnesty figured it out, he decided to go there by himself, for this reason.

The king of Shang read the letter again: "...The banner of King Anping is flying on the mountain, and everyone who hears it will avoid..." The king of Shang continued to curse.This is actually not a group of soldiers. If they were soldiers, the king of Shang would not be willing to put them there.

They were a group of bandits from Zhao'an. The king of Shang took them in as officers and soldiers and placed them there, sent them supplies on time, and ordered them not to go down the mountain to disturb the people.I don't want these idiots to run away in fright when they hear Zhao She's name!

snort!King Shang's eyes darkened again, Shaoyang was still with Zhao She, did Shaoyang leak something?Someone outside the room replied: "My lord, there is a letter from King Anping." Open it and read it, it is still a letter speaking for Shang Shaoyang.In the letter, Zhao She did not mention a single word about his plan to send troops to the King of Baishi, but only expressed earnest advice: "...the love of young people is like a sea breaking a dike and unstoppable. Why do you want to be arrogant, why don't you let the little prince I live in another room to accommodate it..."

"Bastard, good guy and bad guy, he does everything clean!" Zhao She's such a letter came to persuade the housework, but the King of Shang didn't appreciate him.But after contemplating the letter, King Shang sighed and ordered someone to come in: "Send two people to prepare a gift for King Anping, and then bring the little prince back."

In summer, the torrential rain hits the flowers and grass.In the small hall outside the gate, there were seven or eight people sitting in it.Among these people, there are those who smoke old pipes, those who smell snuff, and those who murmur to the rain: "How can I go back in a while?"

They were sitting or standing or walking or talking, their eyeballs were actually looking out from time to time, when would Princess Shen come over.

The concubine suddenly invited them, and these people were still puzzled when they sat together.A burly man asked an old man who stooped and couldn't straighten up, smoking a bad-smelling old dry cigarette: "Old Shitou, are you not going out for a run this year?"

Old Shitou raised his head, his face was full of deep wrinkles: "Don't run away, I'm old, this trade road, let my son run away." He took a puff of dry tobacco as if enjoying himself, and coughed hard again Twice.

Looking at another middle-aged man dressed in silk, the old stone had a mischievous gleam in his eyes and asked: "Master Zhang, you are not going out to make a fortune this year? You got stuck in the desert once, did you lose your courage and didn't pick it up?" "

"My family took a concubine for me, and I also feel that I am old for the skin of the tender seedlings." Everyone Zhang said uncomfortably.

Several people laughed out loud together, some laughed so hard that they couldn't speak, some laughed loudly, and then they remembered that this was the palace, so they quickly covered their mouths.While laughing, Zhao Ru walked in: "Quiet, the princess is out."

Everyone laughed together, all eyes were on Zhao Ru's face.Seeing him instructing two people to place bead curtains and set up seats, he said politely to Old Shishi: "Can you always stop smoking? It smells bad, and it will smoke the princess."

Old Shitou can be called this nickname, and he is also a stubborn person.He turned his old face away, took another puff of tobacco leaves and exhaled a long stream of smoke, and said unhurriedly: "I don't want to come, you forced me to come."

(End of this chapter)