Heroic Wife Reborn

Jingmo sees Aning again. Three months after the battle of the Yongsheng Temple, in the early spring of March, several tall magnolia trees in the alleys are filled. From afar, they see a tree with flowers and food in the air. The fragrance also has the fragrance of white magnolia.

Jing Mo only took a few guards from the guards, and walked all the way from the imperial palace. Unconsciously, the emperor of the next day went to this alley.

The guardian knows why his master will come here, but he dare not say that the goods that his master has placed in his heart, this time in the white tiger, I heard that in addition to the next restaurant, or the next restaurant, live without heart and lungs. It is very moisturizing.

In the alleys of the night, or the alleys selling snacks are naturally lively, Jingmo walks slowly in the crowd. Soon after, Jingmo is like the jade little one at that time, smelling the flavor of fried tofu. .

The guards looked forward and whispered to Jingjing: "Your Majesty, that is Mr. Zhou’s daughter."

Jing Mo looked at Aning. Although Zhou Wei was not sealed, he was his own close minister. How would Aning sell snacks on this street?

The guardian’s door to the Zhou family’s affairs was clear, and Jing Mo did not ask. He also said to Jing Mo: “Zhou Daren said that the merchant’s daughter should be de-registered. According to the law, the father or husband must have the official body. Zhou Daren said that he is not an official. The girl of Aning did not marry, so there is no way to do this."

Another guard said with great courage: "Mr. Zhou is not going to go with himself. It is a difficult thing for a people to get an official body. Merchants and women can't get married."

Jing Mo shook his head, but this is Zhou Qi’s all things are about the law, and everything that can be done by one person at a glance.

"The two of Zhoufu are also there," the guardian then whispered to Jingmo.

Looking over the crowd, Jing Mo also saw the cockroach called the lotus, and the little one who was walking at that time came out of the store, holding a pack of clean oil paper in his hand, and holding a lot of firewood.

"Your Majesty, you?" Jing Mo stood in the place for a long time, and asked the guard to ask.

Jing Mo took a step to go to Anning's booth.

The guards were busy with the guards and followed behind Jing Mo.

Aning sent away a guest who bought fried tofu. He felt that someone came to him. He looked up and wanted to greet the guest, but at a glance he saw that the person was Jingmo, and Anin suddenly stayed.

Jingmo went to the stalls of Aning, fried tofu, radish cakes, spring rolls, shrimp cakes, ghee cakes, and some snacks that Jingmen couldn’t name, and filled the small table in front of the pan. .

"Your Majesty," Aning did not dare to shout loudly at the scene, while still hesitating to go to the street to sneak into the scene, pay tribute.

Jing Mo Chong An Ning waved his hand and smiled: "Is business good?"

Aning was in a daze, and the monarch asked her about her business?

Jing Mo originally looked down at Aning’s stall and did not wait for Aning’s answer. He looked up at Aning and said, “Can’t say? I am not a tax official.”

Aning...

The chief guards...

This is a joke, the emperor, isn’t it? Is that the case?

"Business is okay," Aning whispered.

“Every kind comes,” Jing Modao said: “Is there wine?”

Aning is busy: "The slaves have old osmanthus wine here."

"Well," Jingmo nodded and walked into the small hall behind Aning.

When Peng Peng was in trouble at Zhou's family, he did not see the face of Jing Mo, so he had already combed the woman's hair, and the lotus flower that made the little one was not able to recognize Jing Mo.

Xiaoyi took a pile of firewood from the backyard and walked into the store, just looking at the eye with Jingmo. Xiaoyi is a person who walks through Jingmo. It is impossible to not know Jingmo. When he is young, he is shocked. His hands are loose, and a pile of firewood is on his feet.

Jing Mo smiled unconsciously, and casually found a blank table to sit down and said to Xiaoyi: "Are you married?"

Xiaoyimu nodded his face.

“Congratulations,” Jing Mo said.

Xiaoyi stupidly stood, completely unaware of how to return to Jingmo.

The chief of the guards stunned the little one, and this person had a good life. When he met the princess, he would have died.

Aning was a girl with hands and feet. She quickly used a tray to bring snacks and a scented osmanthus wine. When she saw the firewood in Xiaoyi and Yidi, Aning’s heart was also panic.

The guardian took the tray from Aning's hand and tried the poison before putting the tray in front of Jingmo.

Jing Mo tasted a fried tofu, I think this thing smells very fragrant, can you eat into the mouth is not the taste of tofu? Jing Mo does not understand why Yu Xiaoxiao loves to eat.

At this time, Aning said: "Your squat, it is delicious to get some spicy oil."

Jing Mo looked up at Aning.

Aning was a little flustered, but he still smiled at the scene with a sigh of relief. The smile was very shallow and warm.

There was another guest outside the house, and there were a few radish cakes.

Jing Mo Chong Aning said: "Go busy."

Aning retired.

Jing Mo also looked at the small one who was still stupid and said: "You still don't send firewood? Now between you and me, is there hatred?"

Xiaoyi hurriedly bent down to pick firewood.

Seeing this panic, picking up two ones, the eye-catching guards came forward to help.

Jing Mo did not eat a few snacks this day, but it was a clean drink of sweet-scented osmanthus wine.

"This wine is very good," Jingmen said with Aning when the guards paid the money.

The guards and the guards are all pumping their mouths. There are countless wines in the Imperial Palace. This is a few dollars to buy a large bowl of sweet-scented osmanthus wine. Where is it?

Aning was busy with Jing Mo: "This is a slave."

Jing Mo nodded and turned away from the small shop in Aning. The mood did not change, but it did not change.

Aning didn't think much about Jingmo's service to her own shop. She didn't think it was useless. Secondly, Aning didn't dare to think about it. The emperor was angry, and the corpse was a thousand miles. After watching Zhoufu's end, Aning only has awe of Jingmo.

On the days behind the two, Jing Mo was in the court, and Aning guarded his own food stall, one high and one high, but also humble but also peaceful.

Unknowingly, two months passed, the white jade orchid in the alley thanked, Jing Mo once again stood in front of the stalls in Aning, did not want snack food, wanted a osmanthus wine.

The guards did not enter the store this time, standing on the street outside the store.

Aning took the wine and asked the guard to test the poison. He took it to the store and sent it to Jingmo’s desk.

Jing Mo said: "The princess wrote a letter and asked hello."

There are not many princesses in the world, but there are many, but there is only one princess who can be met by Aning. "Ah," said Ain, "Is she still okay with Her Royal Highness?"

"She and Hummer went to Xuanwu," Jing Mo said with a smile: "After entering the winter, I will see you."

Aning can see that Jing Mo is happy this time than when he came back.

Jing Mo sipped a sweet-scented osmanthus wine, and the taste of liqueur filled the small shop.

When there was no guest outside the store, Aning stood with Jing Mo and said, "Please tell the princess that the slave is very good, thank you for her concern."

"She said that your family's snack foods are delicious," Jing Mo looked up and smiled at Aning.

Aning was laughed at by Jingmo. There was a small animal in the heart. When he was busy, he lowered his head and knew the danger. However, some things looked too good and people could not help but get close.