poisonous woman

Chapter 515 The Virtuous Zhao Zhao

Rong Zhao was amused by his exaggerated performance, Yeying saw that she was happy, he laughed, "Are you happy, princess?"

Rong Zhao glanced at him, then looked at Xiao Junjue, "What are you talking about?"

Xiao Junjue said seriously: "I think you are still not happy."

Nighthawk was taken aback, blinked and looked at Xiao Junjue, my lord, I don't want you to be such a fool.

Seeing Yeying's stupidity, Rong Zhao laughed even more happily, "Okay, let's stop making trouble, get up."

Nighthawk flicked the ashes on his clothes, and said with a smile, "Your Majesty Wangfei still has a lot."

Xiao Junjue looked at him, "Isn't this king a lot?"

Nighthawk bit his tongue, the prince really got more and more fussy.

"The prince is also a lot." He decided, in order to convince Xiao Junjue that what he said was the truth, his eyes were not too sincere.

Xiao Junjue leaned at him lightly, "I guess the dumplings are ready now, go and serve the dumplings."

"Okay!" Nighthawk happily agreed.

Rong Zhao stopped him, "No need to go, just wait and eat."

She grabbed Xiao Junjue and whispered a few words in his ear. Xiao Junjue looked at her hesitantly, stopped for a moment, pinched her nose, and said in a doting tone, "You just would worry about that."

Rong Zhao pulled his hand down and blinked at him, "You don't need to worry about this matter, I'm only responsible for pushing the leader, the most important thing is to see if they are destined. together?"

Nighthawk's ears stretched far away, but he didn't hear what was said clearly, only vaguely heard the word "Fate", "What fate, Wangfei, who are you going to arrange marriage for?"

In a blink of an eye, Rong Zhao stared at him angrily, picked up the small pillow on the bed and threw it over, "Here, do you want a beautiful concubine?"

"That's kind!" Nighthawk gritted his teeth, thought about it, and shook his head, "But you are not so kind, princess, if you really give me a beautiful concubine, Qiushui will not blame you when I come back."

He patted Ye Xiao on the shoulder, "I see, the princess wants to find a wife for Ye Xiao."

Ye Xiao raised his hand, "Don't push me."

Ye Ying let out a hiss, and put his arms around his neck again, "I said you are too old, and you should marry a wife to warm your bed. If you are too old to get married, don't tell me you like men."

Seeing Ye Xiao looking at him coldly, he smiled naively and said, "I'm doing it for your own good. Think about it. If you don't marry a wife, you won't be able to have children. Then what will you do when you get old? Who will take care of you?" , when you die, there will be no end."

I owed everything I said, so Rong Zhao picked up another pillow and patted it on.

Ye Xiao still had no expression on his face, and just replied flatly, "Isn't it you."

Nighthawk raised his face, "That is."

Rong Zhao let out a "puchi" laugh, and finally fell into Xiao Junjue's arms.

Ye Ying frowned, and thought carefully about the antecedents of this sentence, and finally realized, "Well, you Ye Xiao, you still want to treat me as your son! Let me tell you, I won't care about you when you are old and dead. You. Just wait, I will definitely marry you off in my lifetime!"

Facing Ye Ying's excitement, Ye Xiao also glanced at him lightly, and responded blankly.

Watching Nighthawk every day, he can act out a play by himself, Xiao Junjue supported Rong Zhao's back, "Okay, stop laughing, my stomach hurts after laughing for a while."

"No, Ye Xiao is just an idiot, he reacts so slowly every time." Rong Zhao laughed and leaned forward, "The most important thing is that he was defeated by Ye Xiao every time."

Ye Ying looked at Rong Zhao with eyes full of sorrow, seeing her smiling so happily, there was only sadness and resentment left in her heart.

At this time, Qingcheng and Songbei came back with dumplings, Songbei held a curtain in one hand, but Qingcheng was empty-handed, because two fire-headed soldiers followed behind to help bring them.

Seeing the white and fat dumplings, Rong Zhao's eyes lit up, "It's out of the pan so soon?"

Qingcheng said: "The cook, Li Xian, cooked the pot for us."

Ye Ying looked sad and resentful just now, but was immediately attracted by the dumplings.

Looking at the dumplings on the four curtains, he opened his mouth wide, "Princess, you and Qingcheng made this? You are so capable."

Qingcheng smiled while setting the table: "The princess made all this by herself."

"Ah?" Nighthawk looked at Rong Zhao in surprise, "When did you become so virtuous?"

"What do you mean? This princess has always been virtuous and virtuous." Rong Zhao took Xiao Junjue to the table, and opened Ye Ying's hand that was about to take the dumplings with bare hands, "Take your dirty hands away, you are not allowed to eat."

Nighthawk rubbed his hands, "There are so many dumplings, you can't finish them."

"Don't worry, there are so many people in the barracks, it's hard to finish eating, so you don't have to worry about it." Rong Zhao greeted the others to take their seats, "Hurry up, the dumplings won't taste good when they're cold. Ye Xiao, go and call them." Invite Shen Ao and the others over, and say that they will eat dumplings today, and if they are gone, they will be eaten up by Nighthawk."

Nighthawk squeezed a seat and snatched a pair of chopsticks from Qingcheng's hand, "Princess, you are too mean, you don't give me food, and you use my name to scare people."

"Aren't I right?" Rong Zhao snatched Ye Ying from a dumpling as soon as he picked it up. "You just wait for everyone to come before you can move your chopsticks."

Yeying watched the chubby, hot dumplings enter Wang Hao's mouth, and licked the corner of her mouth greedily, "Then why don't you wait for everyone to come before moving your chopsticks?"

"I'm pregnant, can it be the same? If you're pregnant, I'll give it to you too." Rong Zhao chewed slowly, with an expression of enjoyment, "It's so fragrant, it's so fragrant."

Xiao Junjue looked at the bickering between the two of them, and sighed helplessly, "Okay, eat quickly, stop bickering."

Nighthawk's hands don't speak too fast, as soon as Xiao Junjue's words fell, he had already eaten the dumplings. The dumplings were sent all the way back from Huotouying. They are not so hot anymore, and they won't burn their mouths after eating , he said vaguely while eating: "I am not bickering with the princess, I am making her happy."

Picking up another one, he gave Rong Zhao a thumbs up, "Princess, the dumplings you made are really delicious."

Xiao Junjue said lightly: "You should eat less if it's delicious."

Yeying got half a mouthful of dumplings stuck in his throat, lord, you and wangfei are worthy of being a couple.

Rong Zhao looked at Ye Ying's stupid look, smiled, and pointed to the seat beside him for Qing Cheng to sit down, "Sit next to me."

Qingcheng hesitated for a while, then whispered: "This is not good."

"There's nothing wrong with it, sit down." Rong Zhao pointed to the seat next to Qingcheng again, "Songbei, you've worked hard serving dumplings, sit down too."

After a while, everyone came over, because there were so many people, another table was set up, and the two tables were merged together, which was very lively.A dozen or so people gathered around to eat dumplings, and there was quite a Chinese New Year atmosphere.

"My cousin has become virtuous." Gu Jinfeng commented while eating the dumplings.

"That's right." Rong Zhao just showed a complacent look, paused for a moment, his smile immediately subsided, and said: "What do you mean, when did I not be virtuous?"

Yeying was sitting next to Gu Jinfeng, whispering to him, "Your cousin's temper is getting worse and worse, you have to pay attention, if you say something wrong, you will lose your temper."

Rong Zhao's cold and stern eyes fixed on Ye Ying, and he said gloomyly: "Ye Ying, what are you muttering about me again?"

Nighthawk was shocked, turned to look at Rong Zhao, with the biggest smile on his face, he wiped his mouth indiscriminately, and put down his chopsticks, "I'm done eating, I have to go and see the soldiers, you guys eat and drink well , My lord and concubine, my subordinates will leave first."

"Sneaking really fast!" Rong Zhao cast sharp eyes on Gu Jinfeng, "Cousin, what did Yeying tell you?"

Gu Jinfeng betrayed Ye Ying without hesitation, "He said that your temper is getting worse and worse, so let us not mess with you."

"Nighthawk! Get out of here!"

Nighthawk was walking, when he suddenly heard a roar from behind, tripped on his heel, almost didn't fall, and then ran as fast as he could.

Go away, can't hear you.

There was not a single dumpling left from the four curtains, and Rong Zhao ate quite a lot, two big bowls.

After eating, Rong Zhao was so full that he only hiccupped.

"Let's go for a walk." Xiao Junjue saw that she was eating too much, afraid that she would accumulate food at night, so he led her outside.

When he was full, he lay down on the bed, feeling extremely comfortable, but Rong Zhao lay on the bed, not wanting to move, and said coquettishly, "I passed by before dinner."

"Then let's go again." Xiao Junjue got Rong Zhao up in his arms, pushed and hugged her, and finally led her out of the tent.

The moonlight is hazy tonight, and on the eighth day of the lunar new year, the moon is like a sickle. Xiao Junjue walks slowly with Rong Zhao. Walking under the moonlight like this has a unique feeling.

The surroundings are quiet, except for the soldiers patrolling back and forth, the entire barracks is comfortable.Everyone ate dumplings tonight, and now my son should be the same as Rong Zhao just now, he couldn't walk, and he felt comfortable lying down.

"In the future, you can let other people do this kind of rough work. You won't be tired of the dumplings made by so many people." Xiao Junjue talked about the dumplings made by Rong Zhao. When so many dumplings came back, he was really surprised.

The dumplings with four curtains are enough for her to wrap for several hours.She rarely does this kind of thing, let alone now that she is pregnant with a child, what if she gets tired and stretches?
Rong Zhao looked at him and smiled, "Make dumplings, it's not about burning fire and chopping firewood, how can you be so tired. Besides, Qingcheng will help me, she will stuff me, and I will be responsible for pinching the edges."

Seeing Xiao Jun's restrained expression, Rong Zhao coaxed him and said, "Okay, okay, I won't do it anymore. In fact, I just wanted to give you a bag, but I didn't expect that the more you got more and more addicted, I gave it all up. I won't pack it this time, okay?"

Xiao Junjue stopped, stroked her face, and kissed her cheek, "I just want you to wrap it for me."

Seeing so many people eating what his wife worked so hard for, he felt a little uncomfortable and felt a little jealous.

Rong Zhao smiled, when did her husband become so childish?

He took his hand and kissed him twice, "Okay, I'll just wrap it up for you, just this once, it's not an example."

No matter how old a man is, sometimes his mind is like that of a child, and he still needs to be coaxed.

(End of this chapter)