Mingruo rolled her eyes. This snow girl actually disliked her honey grapefruit tea. She was really ignorant: "Humph."
Si Haochen stopped staying and continued carrying his wife back home.
"Don't you need to see what they do?" Ming Ruo felt that as long as he was involved with Beichi Snow Girl, nothing good would happen.
"Beichi has been coveting Donghuan's rich products for a long time. The prince would not be so stupid as to have a close relationship with Beichi Snow Girl." A sarcastic sneer appeared on Si Haochen's lips, "He probably wants to take advantage of Snow Girl's ability to predict the future and win the prize.
Take the initiative.”
"If Snow Girl can really predict the future, why would the Beichi Emperor let her leave Beichi?" Ming Ruo thought for a moment, "I guess the prince may not believe that Snow Girl has the ability to predict the future, but he just wants Snow Girl to predict something he wants.
It's just the result." 'What everyone expects' is the direction of flow and needs a hand to guide it. The prince wants the snow girl to be this hand, so what does the snow girl want to get from it?
"My beloved concubine is really smart as ice and snow!" Si Haochen praised sincerely.
Mingruo smiled and joked: "Your Majesty is so complimentary."
With a bang, a golden firework bloomed in the air. Si Haochen stopped and put Mingruo down in his arms: "Let's watch the fireworks before leaving."
"Okay." Ming Ruoxin looked at the sky happily. These ancient fireworks were only gold or red, and they only had one shape. They looked really boring, "Let's go back."
"Don't want to see it so soon?" Si Haochen raised his eyebrows.
"The colors are too monotonous and boring."
Si Haochen rubbed Mingruo's forehead lovingly: "Let Lu Qiaojiang make something new and unique for you to see someday."
"Okay." The surroundings looked a little familiar and a little strange, "Where have we been? The carriage doesn't seem to be parked here, right?"
"We're almost at the back door of the palace, and I'm still thinking about the carriage..." Si Haochen sighed softly, worried about his princess's sense of direction, "I don't even need to pat you on the back, I'll put you alone on the street, I'm afraid
I can’t even find it back.”
"Haha." Ren Jian did not open it to understand, "Put me down quickly, I want to go back to the Bamboo Garden to watch the lanterns."
Si Haochen did not bring Mingruo down, but carried her slowly towards the Bamboo Garden.
Red lanterns were hung on both sides of the road, and the bright full moon in the dark blue sky cast a clear light. A tall man in a black brocade robe carried a stunningly beautiful woman on his back. The night wind blew up the entangled clothes... This
The scene is as beautiful as a painting.
The trees in the Bamboo Garden are decorated with various small lanterns, and there are lotus-shaped river lanterns floating in the pond. The entire Bamboo Garden is dazzling, quiet and peaceful. It looks more novel and unique than the lantern festival on the street.
"Wow, these lanterns look pretty good when lit up." These decorations all come from Mingruo's obsession with festive "small lanterns".
"It's very beautiful." Si Haochen accompanied Mingruo to look at it on the corridor for a long time before returning to the bedroom.
Zisu quickly prepared hot water for bathing and brought it in, and Zicao also brought steaming sweet soup.
"Didn't you go out for a walk?" Mingruo finished taking a bath and put on the pajamas Zisu had prepared for her.
"I'm afraid that the princess will come back early, and you won't be used to being served by others in your absence." Zi Su wrapped the princess's long and silky hair with a big cloth and slowly wrung it dry.
"Is Jixue back?" Mingruo suddenly remembered a figure that he couldn't see clearly on the street.
"Not yet." Zisu herself was willing to stay in the mansion to serve her, and did not want to insinuate Jixue, so she explained, "Jixue has never seen the lantern festival in the imperial capital, so he will probably spend a longer time shopping."
Mingruo discovered that this girl Zisu was not only sensitive but also very careful.
"Let's just leave it like this for now, no need to twist it." Mingruo picked up the fermented glutinous rice dumplings that were at just the right temperature and took a bite.
"Does the princess want to wait for the prince to hang her?" Zicao asked with a smile.
"Only you know better!" Mingruo scolded.
"Hehe." Zicao lowered his head and snickered.
Si Haochen walked in slowly, and Zisu and Zicao silently retreated. Si Haochen caught Mingruo in his arms and raised his hand to help her dry her hair: "I told Butler Zhou to get a bathroom next to the bedroom.
, work will start tomorrow.”
"Haha, you are finally willing to speak up." Mingruo rolled her eyes. She said this several times, but Si Haochen remained unmoved.
Si Haochen scratched the tip of his nose guiltily. He was afraid that everything in this small courtyard would be good, and she would not want to live in Meiyuan, so he did not agree.
We must quickly change the subject: "Just now, the Duke's Mansion sent a message. Tomorrow Concubine Xian will return to the Mansion to visit her relatives, and invites you to come and sit down."
"Oh." Mingruo turned to look at Si Haochen, "Can I go?"
"If you want to go, just go and join in the fun. If you don't want to go back, just go back." Si Haochen naturally knew what Mingruo meant, so he added, "Don't worry about the one in the palace."
"I'm afraid that if I get too close to my grandfather's family, Emperor Danxu will be detrimental to them." My grandfather and grandmother really loved me, and Mingruo would naturally think more about them.
"The old Duke is determined to win every battle. He is not a reckless man with the courage of an ordinary man. He can handle these things well." Si Haochen pushed Mingruo's hair to one side, "Besides, Donghuan has a total of 500,000 troops, and 30
Ten thousand is in my hands, and one hundred thousand is in the hands of the old Duke. Danxu will never quarrel with the old Duke no matter what."
"Oh." Mingruo suddenly felt that his backer was very hard-core.
"So, you can do whatever you want."
"Okay." Mingruo opened the window, and there was a thin mist in the lotus pond. Pink lotuses were blooming slightly. There were several lotus lanterns floating on the calm water. The moon was like a silver plate immersed in the water.
Mingruo lay by the window, admiring it quietly. Si Haochen took a cloak and put it on her shoulders: "Do you like this lotus pond very much?"
"Once upon a time... there was a lotus pond like this in my house." Ming Ruo looked at the scenery in front of her and her thoughts wandered far away. She remembered secretly picking the lotus seeds raised by her grandfather on a summer afternoon, and peeling lotus seeds to eat with her seventh brother...
Si Haochen's eyes narrowed, and the panic that Ming Ruo would suddenly disappear suddenly hit his chest. He hugged Ming Ruo into his arms: "If you miss your hometown, I will accompany you back."
The light in Mingruo's eyes was gradually saturated with water mist, and her throat became uncomfortable, so she just whispered in a low voice: "I can't go back..."
Si Haochen could feel that Mingruo was feeling sad, so he asked to accompany her back. However, she seemed to be even sadder. Si Haochen turned Mingruo over and looked at her sad little face: "What should I do?
, can you be happier?"
Mingruo suddenly wrapped her arms around his thin waist and buried her face in Si Haochen's chest: "You don't have to do anything, just let me hug you like this."
Si Haochen's back stiffened, and she nestled in his arms. However, he knew that his Ruo'er was weeping quietly, and the hot tears penetrated the clothes and burned into his heart.
