The poor lover provoked Luo Xiaoniang

Chapter 722
After the new year, Bo Langjun and his wife lived in the palace.

The palace is very boring.Especially when Luo Jiaojiao went to Mrs. Yin's place to stay for a whole day, Bo Langjun could only go to his sister's place to drink tea.

If you drink too much tea, it will be difficult to fall asleep at night.

But Mr. Bo Lang felt relieved when he saw her sister Bo Ji's face was happy every day.

Sister's loneliness doesn't just happen in a day or two, since you've entered the palace, let's spend more time with her!

Mrs. Yin's son is now not only named King Huai of Liang, but also trained by Taifu Jia, so that their mother and son are no longer looked down upon in the palace.

King Huaiyang and King Huai of Liang got very close.They got along quite well, which made Mrs. Yin very pleased.

Luo Jiaojiao was also happy for Mrs. Yin.The two of them seem to have endless things to say together.

Seeing that the New Year is coming.Bo Langjun asked Luo Jiaojiao to help his elder sister with some things, and she stopped going to Mrs. Yin's side.

The palace has reduced expenditure, so the layout of the various places uses the previous inventory.

The palace that should have been repaired was also spared, it was just cleaned up.

Luo Jiaojiao was just watching the palace people work.Later, she did it herself.

When Bo Ji and Bo Langjun came back from the ancestral ancestral hall, seeing Luo Jiaojiao busy, they couldn't laugh or cry.

"How can you let Uncle and Mrs. Guo do such rough work?"

Bo Ji's personal maid reprimanded those palace people who gave gifts to the master.

"It's none of their business! It's my own business!"

Luo Jiaojiao hurried forward to explain.

"You have to take care of your own identity!"

Bo Ji entered the gate of the palace with the support of Bo Langjun and the other three.

The hall was tidied up brightly, and Bo Ji was very relieved to see it.

This Luo Xiaoniang is quite capable!Bo Ji admired secretly in her heart.

"She is a restless master! Let her go!"

Mr. Bo Lang helped Bo Ji to sit at the tea table.

Yan'er started to make tea.Bo Langjun walked out of the palace gate, snatched the broom from Luo Jiaojiao's hand and threw it on the ground.

"I went to take a shower!"

Luo Jiaojiao didn't care about it, she turned around and ran to the hot spring bath room in the Nuan Pavilion at the back of the hall.

Seeing Bo Langjun's dark face, those palace people were silent like cicadas.

"Master! Tomorrow the princes from all counties will come to the palace to congratulate you. Please accompany me, Your Majesty!"

Jiang Yu just went to the imperial study to show the emperor the list of gifts from various counties.The emperor ordered him to send a message to Mr. Bo Lang.

"When does the party start?"

Mr. Bo Lang really didn't want to attend this kind of banquet, but the emperor had issued an oral order, so he had no choice but to go.

Luo Jiaojiao washed for an hour before leaving the bathroom.

"It's so refreshing!"

Luo Jiaojiao stretched her arms, looked at the sky that it was almost noon, and then went to Bo Ji's main hall.

"Come and sit down!"

Seeing Luo Jiaojiao walking into the hall, Bo Ji hurriedly called her to sit down and have lunch together.

Luo Jiaojiao saw Bo Langjun eating on his own, so she sniffed and walked to him and sat down.

The banquet was very quiet, not even the sound of bowls and chopsticks touching each other.

In the evening, Luo Jiaojiao went back to the hall early and went to sleep.

Bo Langjun looked at Luo Jiaojiao who was already fast asleep on the bed and sighed:
"How can you act rashly in the palace and show the dignity of the royal family?"

The next morning, Luo Jiaojiao got up early to greet Bo Ji.

Mr. Bo Lang also knew that Luo Jiaojiao avoided him like a mirror in his heart, so he didn't mention it anymore.

During the night watch, Luo Jiaojiao fell asleep leaning against Bo Langjun.

Bo Ji ordered someone to bring a blanket for her to put on.

The emperor knew Luo Jiaojiao's temperament, so he didn't say much!
On the morning of the first day of the Lunar New Year, princes from various counties and countries came to congratulate.

Luo Jiaojiao took the opportunity to go out of the palace to meet her master Shanchen.

Shan Chen got drunk last night and slept soundly in the medicine office.

Luo Jiaojiao put the imperial wine she brought to the master on his bedside, and then walked out of the house.

The street market is very lively.The voices of storytellers, opera singers, and sellers mixed together, which made Luo Jiaojiao very excited.She didn't notice that Yang Zisheng had followed her from afar since she left the palace.

Yang Zisheng did not disturb Luo Jiaojiao.He rode a horse and watched her delicate figure shuttle among the crowd, with a happy expression on his face, and his eyes gradually softened.

A thief set his sights on Luo Jiaojiao and stole her purse.

Yang Zisheng flew after him, captured the thief, and beat him up.

Luo Jiaojiao huddled among the crowd, but she didn't realize that her purse containing the exit token had been stolen.It was only when she returned to the palace gate that she was surprised that she had lost her purse at some point.

"what should we do?"

Luo Jiaojiao was in a hurry because she couldn't enter the palace gate.

The guards guarding the palace gate knew that she was the wife of Uncle Guo, so they went to inform her.

Yang Zisheng retrieved the token, searched around in the market but couldn't find Luo Jiaojiao, so he came looking for the palace gate.

"Yang Zisheng?"

Luo Jiaojiao felt quite happy when she saw Yang Zisheng coming on horseback.

"I was passing by the market just now, and I saw a thief stealing someone else's money bag, so I chased after him. All the other money bags have owners, but this one has not been claimed!"

Yang Zisheng took out Luo Jiaojiao's purse from his arms and shook it.

"This is my purse, return it to me!"

Luo Jiaojiao was overjoyed, and reached out to Yang Zisheng for the money bag.

"Oh? What a coincidence?"

Yang Zisheng pretended to be surprised.

"There is my entry token in the purse!"

Seeing that Yang Zisheng did not give her her purse, Luo Jiaojiao hurriedly said.

"I can give it to you! How can I thank me?"

Yang Zisheng deliberately made things difficult for Luo Jiaojiao.He likes to see Luo Jiaojiao anxious.

"I'll buy you a drink!"

Luo Jiaojiao glanced at the guards outside the palace gate and lowered her voice.

"How about it! On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, I'll be waiting for you at the jelly shop next to the stone bridge! See you soon!"

After Yang Zisheng finished speaking, he threw the money bag to Luo Jiaojiao, then beat the horse and walked away.

Luo Jiaojiao caught the purse, turned around and bumped into a person.

"Lang Jun?"

"What are you doing? Didn't you lose your token?"

Looking at the back of Yang Zisheng who was going away, Mr. Bo Lang pursed his lips.

"Yang Zisheng caught the thief and returned my purse."

Luo Jiaojiao explained while hanging up the purse.

"How could there be such a coincidence?"

Mr. Bo Lang committed a trick in his heart.

"No matter what! The token is fine!"

Luo Jiaojiao knew that the crime of losing the token was not a small one.If someone enters the palace with her token to try to do something wrong, then her life will be lost!
"You have good skills! It stands to reason that you shouldn't even know you lost your wallet."

Bo Langjun and Luo Jiaojiao entered the palace gate and were still thinking about it.

"Are you doubting me?"

Luo Jiaojiao raised her eyebrows and stood still.

"Is there something wrong with what I said?"

Mr. Bo Lang also stopped to look at Luo Jiaojiao.His eyes were full of doubts, which made Luo Jiaojiao even more uncomfortable.

"I really don't know when the purse was stolen! Believe it or not!"

Luo Jiaojiao didn't want to quarrel with Bo Langjun on the first day of the new year, so she explained again and continued on.

It's not that Bo Langjun doesn't want to believe Luo Jiaojiao, but that she's getting involved with Yang Zisheng again, which makes him very uncomfortable.

Yang Zisheng's feelings for Luo Jiaojiao were like a thorn buried in his heart, and from time to time a sharp point would pierce his heart.

(End of this chapter)