Madam, look at the sword!

Chapter 74 Huanchu’s saplings

The relationship between people is amazing.

Once we do something involving privacy, secrets, or shady things together, we will seem to make breakthrough progress and become much closer.

For example, the many stupid things we did together with our classmates, such as whom she whispered bad things about, and who we went to a brothel with, and who we fought with, killed, and... Buried corpses.

Tonight, under the bright starry sky, this happened in the backyard of the Crown Prince's residence.

Everyone in Prince Dangbei's original impression of the young princess Wei Huanchu was not that she was very delicate, weak, and shameless.

But in any case, no one thought that the little princess would participate in the process of burying Jinzhu's body.

After all, no matter what, she is also the nominal mistress of the Crown Prince's mansion from today on.

Of course, many of them are not considered servants, but they must be people under the Third Prince to do this.

Therefore, when Wei Huanchu actually did the matter of burying the corpse, he had a different friendship with everyone.

In short, Uncle Sun likes her very much, and the reason is very simple. As I told the prince just now, country people's standard for a daughter-in-law is to have something lively in their eyes.
But Zhong Gu's standards are different. She thinks the little princess is very smart.

At least I understand that now that I'm on the ship, I need to say hello to the crew.

Moreover, he grasps the scale very well, is not shy, is generous, doesn't talk much, and understands that actions are more powerful than words.

This quality is what a Crown Princess should possess.

So Zhonggu admired it very much and thought it was really good.

Liu Meiniang also thinks the little princess is really good, but she also has a different perspective.

She simply felt that Wei Huanchu was very good-looking, and his pretty face that had not lost its childishness, and the youthful aura that he naturally exuded, were things she had just lost.

The blow can break the skin, and the clarity between her eyebrows is what she envies and desires.

When people have nothing, they want to be closer to something.

Liu Meiniang wanted to get closer to the little princess.

All in all, tonight's process of collecting beads and burying the corpse in the bridal chamber will become a common memory for the little princess and the people in Prince Dangbei's palace, and perhaps some special bonds will be formed because of it. Of course, it is just a seed now and needs to be buried. Slowly sprouting in the soil.
Just like a filled pit in the backyard, it takes time to digest the corpse inside.

Time soon came to night.

People with keen senses can naturally hear that the city of Kyoto is not quiet today.

Even though this is the cleanest garden on weekdays, there are still some sounds, footsteps, and carriages intertwined. I wonder which adult is going to work on the night shift, or is he going to work as a dog for the three major sects?
But of course these have nothing to do with the prince's mansion.

The third prince and the little princess, who fell asleep very late that night, were sleeping on the left and right respectively, looking south of the city from the window.

Early the next morning, they welcomed their new life after their wedding without being affected at all.

And on the first day after the wedding, there is naturally another etiquette that needs to be completed by both of them - returning to the wedding.

Early in the morning, there were firecrackers and gongs and drums.

The carriage from the Prince's Mansion came all the way to Prince Jing's Mansion.

Prince Xian and his concubine greeted her personally, as if their daughter had been wronged after staying outside for a night.

Of course, Zhao Chengfeng was not disliked either.

Especially when he gritted his teeth but had to shout: "Dad."

King Xian had finally taken advantage, and he also found that he seemed to be taking advantage of Zhao Chengfeng for the rest of his life, so Guozi's face bloomed like a daisy, with a wrinkled smile.

"What a big boy~~!"

Hearing these three words, Zhao Chengfeng, who felt awkward in his heart, whispered: "Can I call you father-in-law from now on?"

Prince Xian is so generous: "As long as you have a father! What a big boy~!"

Zhao Chengfeng: "..."

At this moment, he understood. In fact, it didn't matter to King Xian whether he called him father or not. The key was that he could keep calling him "big boy" for the rest of his life, and he couldn't refute it...
As expected, this morning Zhao Chengfeng heard King Xian yelling at him no less than a hundred times.

I remembered that a few days ago, I took advantage of him calling me dad while he was drunk in the carriage.

Zhao Chengfeng felt
What a damn thing, what a sin~~
After finally getting through all the formalities, without even leaving lunch, the Third Prince fled with the little princess.

Wei Huanchu had no objection to this, and jumped out of the carriage with her maid Xiaochan as soon as the carriage walked out of a street, saying she wanted to go shopping.Of course Zhao Chengfeng didn't stop him. He returned to the mansion happily and thought about it. If he went to the flower boat on the Huaihe River on the first night after the wedding, would the Xian Wang who was addicted to calling him eldest son take it tomorrow? Cut yourself with a kitchen knife
The answer is yes.

So Zhao Chengfeng decided to calmly start practicing according to the rhythm of the past daytime.

He didn't know that when he was so calm and calm, Wei Huanchu took Xiaochan all over the capital.

On the surface, the little princess is looking for a good ginkgo tree sapling.

In fact, when she brought the sapling back to the prince's mansion.

Wei Huanchu knew that a woman died in a deep house in Dongfang, more people died in Qingluan Gorge outside the city, and there was a dilapidated courtyard in Pingfang that was now full of investigative experts from Dali Temple.
Another thing that worried her also happened. This happened when the elders of the three major sects came down the mountain.

The reason why the little princess wanted to know this was because as soon as she got on the boat of Prince Dangbei, she felt that the boat was leaking, which was very uncomfortable.
She was not familiar with this ship, and she had just met the crew. Although the captain Zhao Chengfeng was very confident, she always had to use her own eyes to see where the leaks in the hull were, what the specific problem was, and what she could do. Order something.
She was afraid of drowning.
Now through this information, Wei Huanchu understood that she could only trust the captain. She didn't know whether the leak would get bigger and bigger. The only thing she could do was...

Go to the backyard and plant a sapling where the body is buried.

The saplings will absorb nutrients from the soil.

The soil in the backyard where corpses are buried now is very nutritious
I believe the saplings will thrive.

I believe the soil will soon run out of nutrients
……

Zhao Chengfeng was stunned when he learned that the little princess was planting trees, and then burst out laughing.

When he first came to the backyard, he saw Wei Huanchu and her little maid pounding away the soil. They planted a relatively thick ginkgo sapling about half a person tall on the corpse pit.

Without saying hello, Zhao Chengfeng sat down in a small pavilion not far away and asked Bai Zhi to bring a pot of hot tea.

Before the tea was served, the little princess completed the final steps of planting the tree. When she turned around, she saw him sitting in the pavilion with a smile on his face, so she walked over and asked:

"What are you laughing at, Your Majesty?"

Zhao Chengfeng was honest and honest: "I'm laughing at you for planting trees."

Wei Huanchu felt that he was gloating: "What's so funny about planting trees."

Zhao Chengfeng couldn't help but ask: "What's the meaning of this?"

Wei Huanchu wanted to say that he would absorb the corpses in the soil faster, but when he thought about it, it didn't seem to be much faster, but at least it still made some sense. After all, it was better to absorb the corpses in the soil faster than not at all.

But when she was speechless, Zhao Chengfeng had already pretended to question: "Is it possible to use the growth of a tree to witness the duration of our love?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he might have said something unlucky.

The already bad weather in Kyoto City suddenly turned violent, and a spiral wind blew in the yard.

The dark clouds in mid-air also blocked all the light at this time, and the raindrops tilted instantly, rolling up with the spiral seam like a splash.

Wei Huanchu saw that the sapling she had just planted was immediately swept away by the violent storm. Fortunately, the sapling was well planted and did not stagger around. It was only slightly tilted, but it looked really pitiful.

So she worriedly said: "The elders of the three major sects have come down the mountain."

Zhao Chengfeng stopped smiling when he heard this, looked at the bright-eyed little princess, and said with absolute certainty: "It's okay."

Wei Huanchu looked at the wind and rain outside the pavilion and sighed: "I just want to live a quiet life, and don't want to be involved in the bloody storm of the Chaotang sect."

Zhao Chengfeng's tone was very firm: "Don't worry."

Wei Huanchu was moved by these two sentences, which although short, sounded more down-to-earth, so he said: "Okay, then I"

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Chengfeng interrupted: "Then you should prepare."

Wei Huanchu: "Ready?"

Zhao Chengfeng coughed: "Get ready, the elders of the three major sects will come together to visit us in two days."

Wei Huanchu had to say: "So you just said it's okay, don't worry, right?"

Zhao Chengfeng said: "It's really okay, don't worry."

　It's got to be tomorrow...
　　Try to write and post early tomorrow.

　　It’s really hard not to save the manuscript.

　　When can I write and deposit the manuscript? ? ? ?Can I send it regularly every day? ? ?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)