The poor lover provoked Luo Xiaoniang

Chapter 784 Cooperation Trojan Horse
Ever since Luo Jiaojiao saw the wonderful gadgets made by Jin San in Mr. Bo Lang's secret room, she went there every day to stay for a while.

Bo Langjun suddenly became free, and he felt that there was something missing around him.

Today, Mr. Bo Lang sat behind a few desks and read a book.The slips had been changed three times, but he couldn't read even one.

What good are those things?Do you want to go down every day to see it?
Mr. Bo Lang finally couldn't bear it and walked to the underground secret room.

Luo Jiaojiao is following Jin San to learn how to make a small wooden horse, so that the unborn child can ride on it in the future.

Mr. Bo Lang saw that although Luo Jiaojiao's little wooden horse was rough, it was quite vivid, so he praised her for doing a good job.

Luo Jiaojiao smiled happily, showing her white teeth.

"Smile without showing your teeth! Madam, don't get carried away!"

Mr. Bo Lang took Luo Jiaojiao's hand.He suddenly found blisters on Luo Jiaojiao's fingers.

"Why are you so stupid? Does it hurt?"

Bo Langjun's brows were tightly furrowed, and there was a look of reproach and heartache in his eyes.

"It hurts a bit! But it's for our children too!"

Luo Jiaojiao quibbled.

"Okay! Don't rush to use this Trojan horse, go up and apply some ointment first!"

Mr. Bo Lang could not help but drag Luo Jiaojiao up.

"I'll make this wooden horse, you just watch from the sidelines!"

Bo Langjun said patiently while applying ointment to Luo Jiaojiao.

"No way! Your hands are more tender than mine, why not have a bunch of blisters?"

Luo Jiaojiao shook her head to express her disagreement.

"I'm not as stupid as you!"

Bo Langjun really felt sorry for Luo Jiaojiao, so he was a little unscrupulous.

"Aren't I thinking of making a toy for the child? You can't say that about me?"

Luo Jiaojiao pursed her round lips in aggrieved manner, and withdrew her arm to ignore Bo Langjun.

"Feng Yue!"

Mr. Bo Lang called out to Feng Yue outside the door.

Feng Yue walked into the door and brought the basin to Mr. Bo Lang to wash his hands.

"Go down and bring up the wooden horse made by Madam!"

Mr. Bo Lang gave instructions in a low voice while wiping his hands.

"Yes!"

Feng Yue hurried to the secret room.

The wooden horse has taken shape, and still needs to be carved and polished.

Feng Yue moved the Trojan horse and the necessary utensils in front of Bo Langjun one by one.

Mr. Bo Lang asked Feng Yue to be in charge of polishing, and he picked up the carving knife and began to carve.

Luo Jiaojiao couldn't help peeking at Bo Langjun's every move.She found that Bo Langjun carved the wooden horse so lifelike, she was very surprised.

"Have you learned?"

Luo Jiaojiao couldn't help but ask Bo Langjun.

"No! Your husband and I are horse lovers, so I can describe their appearance! Not bad!"

"Hmm! Rest for a while and carve again, or your hands will get blisters!"

Luo Jiaojiao took Bo Langjun's hand.

Mr. Bo Lang is in high spirits, how can he give up?

Luo Jiaojiao snatched the carving knife from his hand, opened his hand and looked at it.

"Look! It's all red! That's how I get blisters!"

Luo Jiaojiao pointed at Bo Langjun's hand and preached.

"Well! Listen to Madam!"

Bo Langjun hugged Luo Jiaojiao's arm and whispered in her ear.

As the saying goes, if you suffer, you will gain wisdom.

Luo Jiaojiao wrapped her fingers with sackcloth while Mr. Bo was taking a lunch break, and then polished Mr. Bo's carvings carefully.

When Mr. Bo Lang woke up, he went out of the inner room to see that Luo Jiaojiao had fallen asleep on the wooden horse.

"She also likes children!"

Bo Langjun walked over gently and carried Luo Jiaojiao onto the couch.

Luo Jiaojiao turned over and continued to sleep soundly.

Mr. Bo Lang covered Luo Jiaojiao with a quilt, then picked up the carving knife and continued to carve.

Hard work pays off.Three days later, the Trojan horse was ready.

"This Trojan horse seems to be missing something?"

Bo Langjun took a sip of the tea that Luo Jiaojiao brought him and said.

"Well! Less saddles! But my maid is not very good!"

Luo Jiaojiao's voice dropped.

"What's the point? You can't buy a saddle like this!"

Mr. Bo Lang deliberately sighed.

"I'll do it! If you can't do one pair, you can have two!"

Luo Jiaojiao decided to go to the market tomorrow to buy materials to make a small saddle.

"Ma'am, don't be tired! Why don't you ask someone to do it?"

Mr. Bo Lang asked inquiringly.

"This Trojan horse can bark, and its eyes can still move. It's not good if someone with a heart sees it and spread it! Whether the female worker is good or not is secondary, the key is her heart!"

Mr. Bo Lang admired Luo Jiaojiao's words.

"Ma'am is right!"

On the second day, Bo Langjun accompanied Luo Jiaojiao to the market.

In fact, there is everything in the mansion, and there is no need to go out to buy it.Mr. Bo Lang just asked Luo Jiaojiao to move around more, so that the labor will be smoother.

Luo Jiaojiao bought some cloth and other items and went home to start making saddles.

One stitch at a time always cares about love, slow work produces meticulous work.Luo Jiaojiao personally experienced and made saddles, and carefully sewed them.Strive for delicate pins and excellent workmanship.

Lu Ji, Luo Jiaojiao's servant girl, also helped to keep alive.

Looking at the small saddle that Luo Jiaojiao sewed in front of him, Bo Langjun's eyes couldn't help but get moist.

"What? Husband dislikes my sewing?"

When Luo Jiaojiao saw Bo Langjun watching the small saddle she sewed and made without saying a word, her heart tightened.

"Yes! Come on, let's try it on horseback!"

Mr. Bo Lang put the small saddle on the back of the wooden horse.

"Just right!"

Luo Jiaojiao happily looked at the equipped little wooden horse, and couldn't help smiling.

"Feng Yue! Send it to Jiang Yu's mansion first to let his children have a try!"

Feng Yue sent the little wooden horse to Jiang Yu's mansion according to Bo Langjun's instructions.

Jiang Yu's son was ecstatic when he saw the little wooden horse.He rode on the little wooden horse and played.

Seeing her son's joy, Jiang Yu secretly thought about making one for her son.

The weather is getting warmer gradually, and the grass and trees grow on the ground.

The children of Luo Jiaojiao and the eldest princess are both about to give birth.

The queen mother ordered the two of them to enter the palace to wait for delivery.

Mr. Bo Lang took his wife and maid Lu Ji into the palace and lived in the side hall of Bo Ji's bedroom.

Luo Jiaojiao was still in good spirits, walking around in circles on the ground.

Mr. Bo Lang looked quite nervous.He was holding a teacup in his hand, but his eyes followed Luo Jiaojiao's figure.

"tired!"

With Lu Ji's support, Luo Jiaojiao sat awkwardly on the couch.

The supper was brought, Bo Langjun tasted it himself, and then fed it to Luo Jiaojiao.

Lu Ji, who was standing at the door, looked at it enviously, and kept tugging at her skirt belt.

She has fallen in love with Bo Langjun a long time ago, but she knows that her status is humble and she is troubled every day.

Mr. Bo Lang never looked at her directly.He only had Luo Jiaojiao in his eyes.This made Lu Ji jealous of her mistress even more.

The feeling of not being able to love is very uncomfortable, and Lu Ji is so painful that she can't speak.

Luo Jiaojiao slept restlessly at night.Mr. Bo Lang took care of him carefully.

Doctor Wu said that her due date is just a few days away.

Wen Po has already entered the palace and lives in the side room of the side hall.

The room where the childbirth is being prepared has also been tidied up, just waiting for Luo Jiaojiao to give birth.

It rained patteringly all night, but it stopped in the morning.

Lu Ji waited on Luo Jiaojiao for breakfast.Mr. Bo Lang leaned on the couch and took a nap.

"Don't wake him up!"

Luo Jiaojiao supported Lu Ji's shoulders and walked to the window.

The air outside the window was so fresh that Luo Jiaojiao couldn't help breathing greedily.

"very nice!"

Luo Jiaojiao smiled sympathetically.

(End of this chapter)