At the moment when Dongfang was still in love, Long Jingkuang had already put the purple jade ring on Dongfang's broken right thumb, and the size actually fit her finger perfectly.
"It fits very well. I knew it would suit you, Lian'er, and it looks great on you. Come on, Lian'er, please put it on for me."
Long Jingkuang thrust the ring into Dongfang Lian's hand again.
Dongfang Lian had no choice but to put it on for him. Since it was so suitable and it was just an ordinary gift, Dongfang Lian felt that there was no need to be pretentious and refuse to accept it.
"Thank you, King Jing. It's rare that you are so thoughtful."
"It's nothing, just a souvenir. Every time I see this purple jade, it reminds me of the first time we met."
Long Jing looked at Dongfang Lian wildly and metaphorically, and then glanced at Ouyang Xiu.
No matter how stupid Ouyang Xiu is, he still knows what Long Jingkuang means. He really underestimated this sick king before, but he turns out to be a very powerful opponent.
Well, in the second game, Long Jing won wildly!
…
night.
Long Jingkuang finally ate the bamboo tube rice cooked by Dongfang Lian. It had a special fragrance and whetted his appetite. Usually Long Jingkuang didn't eat much, but tonight he ate two sections of bamboo tube rice.
The rice is probably more than two bowls.
There were no rich dishes, just some wild vegetables that Dongfang Lian went up to the mountains to find, but everyone was quite full.
Dongfang Lian is not a picky person. For a person who can swallow a dead mouse in a cold palace, what can she say?
Although Ouyang Xiu was born in the Taiwei Mansion and has been well-dressed and well-fed since he was a child, he does not have the bad habits of a pampered nobleman. He can adapt to the environment very well.
Besides, Long Jingkuang seems to have gotten used to both of them, so why shouldn’t he?
You can't let Dongfang Lian cook a table of exquisite dishes just for him. It's not realistic in this environment.
After having a full meal, the three of them walked around the small lake and blew in the cool breeze. They saw that the sky was getting dark and it was almost time to take a rest.
So Dongfang Lianbian thought for a moment and said, "King Jing, please go in and sleep. You are sick and need to go to bed early. You can't stay up late."
"And you?"
Long Jing glanced at her wildly, mainly because of Ouyang Xiu.
I always worry about the two of them being alone together.
"Hey, look, there." Dongfang Lian pointed to a big tree not far away. She had already set her sights on that place.
"No, it's too cold. The same goes for Zhui Feng. I asked him to go to settle accounts and Feng hasn't come back yet. Alas. Why not, Lian'er, just stay in the same room with me. You can trust me."
In fact, Long Jingkuang directly asked Zhui Feng to go back to Prince Jing's Mansion, and didn't even ask him to buy any tents.
"How is this possible?"
Isn't it a matter of trust?
"I think so." It was Ouyang Xiu who spoke, "Lian'er, I'll stay with you."
"Oh well."
Now that Ouyang Xiu said so, she... stopped being pretentious. Anyway, if Ouyang Xiu insisted on sleeping outside these days, she would not object to everyone living together because she believed in Ouyang Xiu.
But Long Jingkuang... I don't know why his trust in him is not as high as Ouyang Xiu's.
Of course Dongfang Lian knows, that's because Ouyang Xiu means something different to her.
For a person who can die for her, or even be killed by nine tribes for her, what else can't be believed?
…
There was only one bed in the room, and three people were crowded together.
In fact, it was quite wide when sleeping sideways. At the moment when Dongfang was still in love, Long Jingkuang had already put the purple jade ring on Dongfang's broken right thumb, and the size actually fit her finger exactly.
"It fits very well. I knew it would suit you, Lian'er, and it looks great on you. Come on, Lian'er, please put it on for me."
Long Jingkuang thrust the ring into Dongfang Lian's hand again.
Dongfang Lian had no choice but to put it on for him. Since it was so suitable and it was just an ordinary gift, Dongfang Lian felt that there was no need to be pretentious and refuse to accept it.
"Thank you, King Jing. It's rare that you are so thoughtful."
"It's nothing, just a souvenir. Every time I see this purple jade, it reminds me of the first time we met."
Long Jing looked at Dongfang Lian wildly and metaphorically, and then glanced at Ouyang Xiu.
No matter how stupid Ouyang Xiu is, he still knows what Long Jingkuang means. He really underestimated this sick king before, but he turns out to be a very powerful opponent.
Well, in the second game, Long Jing won wildly!
…
night.
Long Jingkuang finally ate the bamboo tube rice cooked by Dongfang Lian. It had a special fragrance and whetted his appetite. Usually Long Jingkuang didn't eat much, but tonight he ate two sections of bamboo tube rice.
The rice is probably more than two bowls.
There were no rich dishes, just some wild vegetables that Dongfang Lian went up to the mountains to find, but everyone was quite full.
Dongfang Lian is not a picky person. For a person who can swallow a dead mouse in a cold palace, what can she say?
Although Ouyang Xiu was born in the Taiwei Mansion and has been well-dressed and well-fed since he was a child, he does not have the bad habits of a pampered nobleman. He can adapt to the environment very well.
Besides, Long Jingkuang seems to have gotten used to both of them, so why shouldn’t he?
You can't let Dongfang Lian cook a table of exquisite dishes just for him. It's not realistic in this environment.
After having a full meal, the three of them walked around the small lake and blew in the cool breeze. They saw that the sky was getting dark and it was almost time to take a rest.
So Dongfang Lianbian thought for a moment and said, "King Jing, please go in and sleep. You are sick and need to go to bed early. You can't stay up late."
"And you?"
Long Jing glanced at her wildly, mainly because of Ouyang Xiu.
I always worry about the two of them being alone together.
"Hey, look, there." Dongfang Lian pointed to a big tree not far away. She had already set her sights on that place.
"No, it's too cold. The same goes for Zhui Feng. I asked him to go to settle accounts and Feng hasn't come back yet. Alas. Why not, Lian'er, just stay in the same room with me. You can trust me."
In fact, Long Jingkuang directly asked Zhui Feng to go back to Prince Jing's Mansion, and didn't even ask him to buy any tents.
"How is this possible?"
Isn't it a matter of trust?
"I think so." It was Ouyang Xiu who spoke, "Lian'er, I'll stay with you."
"Oh well."
Now that Ouyang Xiu said so, she... stopped being pretentious. Anyway, if Ouyang Xiu insisted on sleeping outside these days, she would not object to everyone living together because she believed in Ouyang Xiu.
But Long Jingkuang... I don't know why his trust in him is not as high as Ouyang Xiu's.
Of course Dongfang Lian knows, that's because Ouyang Xiu means something different to her.
For a person who can die for her, or even be killed by nine tribes for her, what else can't be believed?
…
There was only one bed in the room, and three people were crowded together.
In fact, it is quite wide when sleeping on the side.