His Royal Highness Duan Wang peeked at me in the study again

Chapter 87 It all depends on one mouth
Zhao Yuge naturally knew that she was waiting for his compliment, but he didn't.

He took it slowly, and said with great force: "I don't ask you to use a needle instead of a pen to make it into a painting. I don't ask you to stretch it well without needle marks. But you can do the most basic fine, smooth, and clean embroidery." Not... How can you let the fifth younger brother do it?" He paused again, looked at Su Fu and said earnestly: "I advise you, why don't you talk about it after you return to Luojing and learn from your sister-in-law at home."

Su Fufu took it seriously, and pursed her mouth in frustration.

"My one is exactly the same as yours. How can you take it out and make me feel ashamed?"

"It's for your own good if I tell the truth. If you can't wait..." As he spoke, he looked at the few pieces of handkerchiefs sandwiched in the parchment roll and said, "I see you still have a few Supa handkerchiefs. Why don't these few Every day you change some patterns and embroider a few more, practice will make you perfect... Finally, choose the best one and give it to him."

"Okay... that's the only way to go."

As she spoke, she wanted to pull back the veils in Zhao and the singer.

Zhao Yuge turned his back and said, "Give this to me."

Of course Su Fufu shouldn't, and said with serious eyes: "No, how can I give you the handkerchief that means never leaving?"

However, Zhao Yuge folded the handkerchief with a very thick skin and said: "I took you into the camp regardless of the trouble, and now I am asking you for a badly embroidered handkerchief, how can you be so stingy?"

Su Fu Fuyu Youwei: "It's not that I'm stingy...this handkerchief..." As she spoke, she saw that he had already stuffed the handkerchief into her arms, so she could only stretch it for a while, and murmured at his words: "Then... take this veil as a thank you to the prince for allowing me to accompany the army."

Zhao Yuge doesn't care what kind of ceremony it is, as long as it is embroidered by her.

When the candlelight dimmed, Zhao Yuge, who had succeeded in his scheme, wrapped her in a quilt before lying down beside her.

Su Fufu thought of something. She, who had always turned her back on her back, turned around and said, "My lord, this is your last battle for the crown prince?"

Zhao Yuge looked at her starry eyes, and said calmly: "It should be so."

Su Fufu's subordinates grabbed the thin ramie quilt, and continued: "Although my heart is naturally biased towards my cousin, but to be fair, my cousin and Zhao Chengyan are both charming princes in the deep palace, and I have never heard of my cousin. This is the first time that my cousin has led troops to fight. As for you, your lord, whether it is the various major cases in Dali Temple or leading troops to put down the king of Nan, you have made meritorious service many times. The battle of Yucheng this time is also considered easy for you. Pick up the mustard. When you catch that god's family and take over their lair, you will be the first one, the prince, and the crown prince and emperor will definitely give it to you."

"I just do things with peace of mind, my father makes his own decisions."

He guessed what she would say after such a long-winded conversation.Sure enough, after he finished speaking, she began to wrestle her fingers in front of him and said, "Take it in two months, return to Luojing to reward the crown prince, and it will be safe within a month, and we can terminate the contract at the latest in late autumn." She said in her voice Growing up, she murmured to herself: "But after much deliberation, I still want to marry him when the sun is shining and the peach blossoms are blooming."

"Do you like him that much?"

Zhao Yuge asked her slowly with empty eyes.

Su Fufu couldn't see the look of heartless on his face, and said without hesitation: "I like it so much."

Zhao Yuge's heart ached again, and after a while he asked thoughtfully, "Then have you ever thought that you may have a long-term relationship with me?"

"Love for a long time?" Su Fufu said with a snort, "My lord, what nonsense are you talking about in the middle of the night? We are brothers." He patted the mattress under him and said sonorously: "Brothers who sleep on the same bed. "

This remark angered Zhao Yuge again, he twisted his back in his heart and said, "Who is your brother?"

It was only then that Su Fufu remembered that he didn't like calling himself a masculine title like Mr. Su in front of him. Naturally, he couldn't get used to the word brother, so he could only poke him on the back and changed his words with a smile: "Brother and sister ...Brothers and sisters, right?"

Her fingertips...

Zhao Yuge turned around abruptly, and saw her dimpled face with a sweet smile like pear stewed in rock sugar.

"Little Nine..."

"Ah."

He called her, and she answered.

A possibility suddenly flashed in Zhao Yuge's mind... Could she... be Xiao Jiu?

That night, Zhao Yuge thought of many things about being with Xiaojiu.

They were chased by assassins on the way to Wendeng, and the two hid in a dilapidated house in the village. She was hungry, and she was clever, and ran to the farmer's house to buy warm boiled sweet potatoes... In the evening, the two were found by the assassin After escaping, she stopped the bullock cart, and they were lying on the bullock cart full of foxtail, he looked at the sky full of stars, she was weaving a ring of foxtail, and he snatched it away... He lied to her as long as she would teach him , he would return it to her, but after making it up...he gave her the one he made up crookedly, and she kept rolling her eyes in anger...

Throughout the night, these memories that had been sealed in the depths of the altar gradually came to life, and he knew that after a while, he would remember them all.

Six days later.

In the twilight of Yuxia Chengqi, 2000 troops raised their banners and entered Yucheng City from the west gate. They fought intermittently for several days, and there were only more than [-] Shu troops in Yucheng City.

Su Fufu scanned the deserted and lonely long street, the doors were locked tightly, and the wooden bench outside the tea shop was placed obliquely on the tea table, and the plaque on the door was covered with a thick layer of dust. .She heard from Zhao Yuge that because Yucheng was one of the three roads to Luojing, the business was prosperous in the past, and the traffic flowed like a stream.Today, more than 1 people have abandoned their homes and sought refuge, and the empty buildings are extremely desolate.

She looked up at the green pine trees sneaking out of the cracks in the tiles of the pavement, thinking that when the owner came back, she would climb the ladder to the top to uproot them, even if they could bloom pink and tender next autumn. The flowers filled these gray tiles with a gentle atmosphere, but most ordinary people don't like them.So she was thinking, why did they have to be born here so stubbornly?Is it just because it likes the gray tiles like fish scales?

She stroked the horse's back and thought wildly. Half an hour later, she followed the team to the camp in the city.

Xiao Mang, the county magistrate of Yucheng who was leading the way, jumped off his horse. He was about the same age as his father, and looked like a refined scholar, but now he was wearing a military uniform with a big knife on his waist. There were still some dried blood stains on the silver silk armor. When fighting with people, it was splashed on the body, a long streak.

He brought Zhao Yuge and others into the big tent in the camp with Chen De who had been waiting here for a long time, but Su Fufu didn't follow, she turned and stared at the many empty tents that had lost their owners on the empty camp, There was a moment of loneliness in the eyes.After a while, she calmed down along with the crowd and busily divided the accounts and set up the accounts.

The sky was dark and the surroundings were muggy, but there were very few cicadas in Yucheng.

Su Fufu flicked her drenched clothes a few times, then turned to look for Yang Bianbian.

(End of this chapter)