The Anarchic Consort of the Prince

"No one dares yet! I slept soundly." Rong Jing walked up to the courtyard.

Yun Qianyue stared at Rong Jing’s back, and after a long while, he shook his head. People are more dead than popular!

The two entered the yard one after another, and the view of the destination was more clear. Yun Qianyue snorted while admiring, while whispering about Rongjing is simply not human.

In the courtyard, a flower farmer, a cleaning maid, and a child are busy with their hands. When they saw the two coming in, they all gave gifts to Rong Jing, and they saw Yun Qianyue even scolding his son without any care. , And Shizi was shallow and smiled, and all three of them showed an astonishing look, and at a glance, the amazed look was replaced with a look that was indeed so. They have long heard that Ms. Qingyue, who is in her family's family, treats King Yun's Mansion differently. Now, when she sees it, what is different is simply unique in the world. Who would dare to scold him in front of Shiko? Even the emperor wants to court Shizi three points. The three thought again, that Miss Qingyue would not dare to offend them by giving them 10,000 guts from now on.

Yun Qingyue scolded Rong Jing for a long while before setting his sights on the only three people in the courtyard. The three were dressed in ordinary clothes. An old man with flower **** and scissors looked like a flower farmer, about sixty. Many years old. A maidservant is about the same age as the jade bracelet around the old prince, sixteen seven. The other child was pretty young, 13 or 14 years old. She looked at all three carefully. All three people's breathing was light and shallow, especially the old man, who didn't even smell half of her breath. Obviously they all had martial arts, and they were still extremely martial arts. She withdrew her eyes and wondered why no one dared to hit it! There are exquisite serial formations on the outside, and a little wrong step is the place where there is no burial. With these three people inside, you can defeat a hundred people. Where do you need to be afraid? It's strange that this black-hearted guy can't sleep well.

"It's no reason, no reason!" Yun Qingyue thought of her last life's hard work, and all the money in the bank card couldn't add up to the ground value of the slap here. She was deeply hit. Reminiscing about the twelve Buddha statues hidden in Lingtai Temple by her hard work, the power of nine cows and two tigers, that is, she can buy such a piece of ground standing at her feet. She was even more hit! He grudgingly said to Rong Jing: "Why didn't you say that your family has money? If I said it earlier, I still hid the bird from the broken Buddha statue. I moved to your house early. As a result, I was tired for the broken Buddha. Does it peel off?"

Rong Jingxiao looked at Yun Qianyue and looked extremely innocent. "I told you that my family has money, and I asked you if you want to count it. You said it was counted and asked me to keep it as a coffin. Now how can you Blame me?"

Yun Qingyue choked, remembering that it seemed to be the case. That was when he went to Yun Wang Mansion to pick her up at Lingtai Temple that day, but she thought he was just rich. Where do you know that it is so rich to be abnormal? She held back for a long while, and hummed: "Where do I know that your family has enough money to make 10,000 coffins and there are still surpluses!"

"It's not too late to know now, you can still count." Rong Jingqian smiled, suddenly lowered his voice and said: "Who would like to give up more money? Those twelve golden Buddha statues were cheaper if you didn't start at that time. There is nothing wrong with you hiding it."

"Also!" Yun Qingyue nodded, and finally felt more comfortable, remembering that the twelve Buddha statues were still hiding under the Lingtai Temple! She frowned: "How did you get it!"

Rong Jing looked at her frowning little face and did not speak.

"This matter is all over you. You are responsible for getting it out for me." Yun Qingyue felt that she could not carry her hand or pick her shoulders now, but when she first arrived, she had no internal power or power. I can't hide it, I can only count on this person.

"Good!" Rong Jing agreed very happy.

"Oh, starve to death, eat, eat!" Yun Qianyue was too lazy to bother, as long as someone solved it for her. After crossing Rongjing, he walked directly to his room. There is no consciousness of being a guest in the room.

The flower grower, maidservant, and child looked at Yun Qiangyue in a daze. Seeing her enter into the house with a big swing, she turned her head to look at Rong Jing, and she saw her face smiling, her picturesque eyes seemed to be smiling and warm. The three of them had an illusion of looking at it again. This person was not his son. How many years has my family been smiling? How many years are there few words? How many years have been deserted? Now they feel that the ice has been melted for thousands of years, and everyone lowered their heads, both happy and sad. The admiration for Yun Qianyue has raised another level.

"Qingshang, have you packed that room?" Rong Jing asked the maidservant back.

"The reincarnated child has been packed." Qing Shang nodded.

"Well, it's up to you to wait for her in Rongwang Mansion these days!" Rong Jing ordered.

"Yes, the slave-servant must be waiting for Miss Qingyue." Qing Shang nodded hard.

Rong Jing seemed to smile a little and shook his head. "Without too much effort, just treat her as something in this courtyard. Just clean it every day. She came to read, but not to enjoy."

Qing Shang nodded, nodding cleverly, "Yes!"

Yun Qianyue's eyes rolled sharply in the house. Thinking that this guy really exalted her, she herself didn't feel that the things in his yard were valuable. No one needs to wait.

Rong Jing turned his head and asked the child again, "Qingquan, but did I organize the study as I ordered?"

"The reincarnation, finishing it, is done according to your orders." Qingquan nodded immediately.

"Hmm!" Rong Scenic Spot nodded and looked back at the old man. "Old Yao, she is extremely weak, with both blood and blood loss, and she loses her internal strength. The medicinal meals to be prepared in the meals these days will bother you."

"Relax Shizi, the old slave does nothing, but also has to take care of Miss Qingyue and your body as soon as possible." The old man nodded immediately with a smile.

"Well, I naturally believe in you." Rong Jing also smiled a little, said no more, and turned into the house.

The three of them glanced at each other, and quickly threw down the guys in their hands.

Rong Jing lifted the bead curtain into the room and saw that Yun Qianyue took his warm jade bed generously, lying straight with his legs stretched out. He raised his eyebrows slightly and asked, "What are you doing?" ?Do you want to sleep?"

"I've never laid such a high-level bed, just lie down and try." Yun Qingyue felt warm underneath him, sighing while feeling, really comfortable!

"Shall we give it to you?" Rong Jing asked.

"Send it to me?" Yun Qingyue sat up and looked at Rong Jing suspiciously.

"This bed was traumatized when I was seven years old and I have been asleep, otherwise you think I can survive this for more than ten years? Now it is not used anymore, why don't you give it to you if you like it?" Rong Jing walked in Sit down slowly. The pain of the ten years of serious illness and suffering in his words seemed to be just a cloud of smoke.

Yun Qianyue reached out and touched the warm jade bed, and suddenly remembered that he had cited the cold poison pill to suppress the disease roots of cold poison that had fallen since then. He had to sleep in this warm jade bed. He pouted, "I don't want it. This bed is all your black heart, I'm afraid I'll be black heart after a few days of sleep."

When the words fell, she jumped off the warm jade bed and lazily walked to the table to sit down.

"Isn't there a saying that "Zhu Zhuzhe Chi Jin Mo Zhe Hei"? You will be with me every day in the future. I'm afraid even if you don't sleep in this bed, it won't be white." Rong Jing didn't deliberately glance at Yun Qian One glance.

"Isn't it just to learn Chinese characters with you these days! Rest assured, Miss Ben can't make you blackhearted." Yun Qianyue gave Rong Jing a white glance, reached for a cup of tea, and took a sip. Praise: "This is the best hairy tip! I didn't expect you to have hairy tip here, it's just my love!"

"I'm not sure about what will happen in the future." Rong Jing's clear eyes flashed with a different kind of emotion. Looking at Yun Qiangyue's admiring look, he raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Maojian?"

"Isn't it?" Yun Qianyue asked, leaning his head.

"This is a new kind of tea that Yao Lao went to Yunwuling this year. I found it delicious, so I picked it back. It has no name yet." Rong Jing greeted Yun Qianyue's sight and slowly said: "It is said that its picking process Very cumbersome, you need the bud of that tea leaf, and then protect it from light and shade. Especially when you pick it after the rain in the morning, this tea will taste better. The old medicine will give me the name, I haven’t yet Hi, now you say that this is Maojian, and it is also the most suitable for the name of this tea."

by! Is this hairy tip of affection the name she gave? Yun Qianyue shook his mouth, and said nothing for a long time.

Rong Jing looked at Yun Qingyue's expression carefully and saw that she seemed to be hit by a blow. His eyes flickered and glanced at the tea in his hand.

"Where is Yunwu Ridge?" Yun Qingyue asked for a long while after being silent.

"Yunwu Mountain in a hundred miles away." Rong Jing also poured himself a cup of tea and savored it.

"What does it look like? Have you been?" Yun Qianyue asked.

"The mountains are high, the mountains are full of mist all year round, and there are many kinds of precious medicinal herbs in the mountains, but the beasts are also frequent, and they will plant cliffs accidentally, so there are almost no traces for many years." Rong Jing Wensheng explained.

"Huh!" Yun Qianyue nodded. Looking down at the tea leaves in the cup, the shape is tight and round, the color is green, the aroma is rich, and the taste is mellow. And growing in dense fog, this tea is no doubt hairy. She stared at the tea leaves and covered her eyes with a cloud of mist. The reason why she loves to drink this tea is based on one person, and that person also loves this kind of tea. The two of them catch the Maojian tea season every holiday She picked it up and drank it in person. Later, in one task, the man went and never came back. She drank two people each time and wanted to drink the weight of that person together. Until she came to this world, she thought that the past was completely broken here, but she didn't expect to have a hairy tip. It seems that some people want to keep in mind for a lifetime, and it will never be forgotten. Even if they die, as long as the soul is still there, they will Remember. She sighed softly in her heart.