After the crown princess was reborn, she was overwhelmed with farming!

Chapter 27

After washing in the evening it is time to prepare for rest.

Both Rong Qian and Rong Yu lay on the wall, listening to the movement behind the next wall.

After all, it was the first day Rong Xuan woke up, the husband and wife were separated during the day, they couldn't be separated at night, and there was no other room at home.

They were worried that Rong Xuan would use force...

Although the eldest brother is a man without feelings, he is a man after all.

Although it's not very good to hear the corner, it's better than the eldest brother getting angry with the sister-in-law.

"..."

At this time the door of the main room was bolted, Nalan Jing came to the bedside, fetched water, twisted the handkerchief to wipe Rong Xuan's face.

After bathing in the evening, Rong Xuan changed into a blue coarse cloth. He took the handkerchief, wiped his face carefully, and returned it to Nalanjing.

After Nalanjing washed the handkerchief, he hung it up before returning to the bed.

Rong Xuan turned his body sideways, motioning for her to sleep inside.

Nalan Jing smiled, it didn't matter if he didn't wake up, and he didn't want to sleep in it just after waking up.

She was not unwilling to change positions, and after climbing in, she lay down.

Rong Xuan paused for a moment before lying down.

He suddenly thought of what Rong Yu said, that she committed suicide by committing suicide and nearly died, and lay in bed for more than two months.

When he was in Beijing, he knew that there was such a fiancée, but he was devoted to the court and never inquired about what this fiancée looked like or what kind of temperament she was.

He knew nothing about her.

What he is familiar with is her tenderness at night during the past half month.

Many times when he climbed into her palm, he could feel her resistance, but he still patiently comforted him time and time again, seeing that he couldn't break free, he never hurt him with brute force, even if he was a living dead at the mercy of others !
He knew that she had no feelings for him, but he would still treat him tenderly because he was her husband in name.

Nalanjing didn't know what was going on in his heart. Seeing him lying down, he whispered: "At night, if you are thirsty, you can call me...you can push me up and pour water for you."

With Rong Xuan's lying body, the corners of his lips raised uncontrollably, and he tapped his fingers on the edge of the bed as a response to her words.

After being silent for a while, Nalanjing still couldn't help but said: "Now that I'm awake, I can't hold on to my hand indiscriminately at night."

Rong Xuan knocked on the edge of the bed again, quite lazily.

Satisfied, Nalanjing closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

Listening to her even breathing, Rong Xuan saw darkness in front of his eyes, but his chest was a little soft, as if something was stirring, which made him restless.

When Nalan Jing was the empress dowager, she had the heavy responsibility of supervising the country, and she couldn't sleep at night. After becoming the bride of the Rong family, she probably worked in the fields every day and slept soundly every night.

Her sleeping posture was not bad, but she was not used to sleeping inside, she was used to turning over in the middle of the night, so she put her legs on Rong Xuan's waist.

Probably because this movement was comfortable, she moved closer, and the warm breath made her rub her cheeks and fell asleep.

Rong Xuan, who was half asleep and half awake, couldn't fall asleep at all: "..."

Probably because of his blindness, his senses became extremely sharp, and his body was as impulsive as a fire.

He wanted to push the person away, but after putting on the thin leg, he was reluctant to let go.

Forget it, after marrying a wife, one must adapt to life after marriage.

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Nalan Jing got up in the morning, cooked breakfast, and went to the field to improve the soil.

Naturally, Rong Qian and Rong Yu also went, and the old lady stayed at home.

Having nothing to do, the old woman was talking to Rong Xuan.

Rong Xuan also knew what happened when they went to Youzhou from Shangjing to Zhangmu Village, and how Nalanjing supported the family.

His heart was touched, and the fiery passion that had been suppressed with great difficulty surged into his heart again.

……

A few days later, in the morning, Rong Qian and Rong Yu had breakfast and went to work in the field early.

The old woman helped Xiao Si Xiao Wu and Xiao Liu tidy up their schoolbags, and Nalanjing took Xiao Liu's hand and asked Xiao Si Xiao Wu to go with them to the entrance of the village, where there was a small road leading to Meihua Village.

Zhangmu Village and Meihua Village are not that close. It takes more than a quarter of an hour to walk on the main road, but it only takes a cup of tea to get there by taking the small road.

Xiao Liu knew that he was going to study in a private school today, and his face was full of joy.

When he was in Beijing, he opened the door at the age of three. Other children would be afraid of seeing his master, but he felt kind because the master always praised him for being smart.

Xiaosi is a quiet little handsome boy.

Xiao Wu is out of temper, holding the slingshot that Rong Qian made for him along the way, and shoots.

Arriving at the private school, after meeting the old scholar, Nalanjing left after another round of apprentice ceremony.

Plum Blossom Village is not small, and the private school is at the head of the village. Nalan Jing walked past the head of the village after leaving the private school, and there were a few mean-spirited men whistling in her direction.

Nalanjing was dressed in a coarse cloth, with a wooden hairpin on her head, holding a woman's head knot. She had an elegant and good-looking appearance, a beauty rarely seen in ten miles and eight villages.

They immediately became lustful and followed all the way.

Ordinary women would be afraid when encountering this kind of thing, and the more afraid they were, the more unscrupulous they were.

When a group of people were waiting for Narankin to scream and call out for someone, they were about to push them into the grass, and ran away after touching them a few times.

In broad daylight, they can do nothing else.

Narankin was already walking through the village on the path.

Seeing that she didn't scream and walked to the weedy path, the people behind her became even more excited for a while. This is a place where you can do bad things in broad daylight.

When Nalan Jing walked halfway, she suddenly stopped leaving. She turned her head and held a slingshot in her hand. It was handed over by Xiao Wu before entering the school, and it came in handy at this time.

Seeing the little girl holding a slingshot, the wanderers couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Puchi!" A stone flashed into his mouth, he didn't even yell out, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and actually broke his tongue!
The others were still laughing, not realizing that something had happened.

"Puchi!" Another stone was shot out, another person's mouth spurted blood, and he fainted from seeing his tongue on the ground.
The last person realized that something was wrong, he had put away the smile on his face, and stared at the little lady in front of him warily.

"You... What did you do to them?" He couldn't believe that she could shoot someone with a slingshot.

Nalanjing stared at him with a cold light in his eyes.

The Empress Dowager Chen has been in charge of the country for many years, and all officials know that she is wise, kind, and cares about the people of the world.

All the generals in the army knew that she was ruthless in her killing during those years when she went to battle for the emperor to kill the enemy.

She has the benevolence and benevolence to govern the world, as well as the madness to kill, otherwise she would not be able to be the empress dowager who combines political power and military power.

Today they are offending, of course she will not tolerate it.

Telling them to shut up is both a lesson and an aftermath.

Nalanjing faced him, and slowly pulled up the slingshot, with a shallow smile, and a cold voice: "Today, I will spare you from dying!"

There will never be such a beautiful whistle in the future—a whistle that makes her murderous.

(End of this chapter)