She held the book and sat back, her eyes still not leaving the page, but the corners of her lips slowly raised in a happy arc.

Seeing her like this, Yang Ruoqing breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that my previous worries were unnecessary. Princess Ninth did not suffer from depression.

It's just that I have been lonely and depressed for a long time, and can't find the right person to talk to, and then I can't find a way to relieve my appetite.

Look, as soon as I read this novel, my overall condition got better!

After all, he was only 18 or 19 years old. In modern times, it was the youth of his first year in college. He should not have become decadent because of some things.

When leaving the Ninth Princess Mansion, the Ninth Princess made an agreement with Yang Ruoqing that Yang Ruoqing would come back to the Princess Mansion in three to five days to retrieve the book.

Because this is an only copy, Princess Ninth is very grateful to Yang Ruoqing for being the first to give this unique copy to her.

But the Ninth Princess said again that when she finished reading it, she still had to return it to Yang Ruoqing, and asked Yang Ruoqing to send it to Mrs. Han for publication and push it to the capital, so that such a beautiful fairy tale could be shared with the world.

…

"This Ninth Princess, her speech and behavior are really different from before. She is also much more mature and sensible in her dealings with others."

Lying on the bed at night, when Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang talked about what happened during the day, they couldn't help but sigh.

"I was pampered and pampered in the first half of my life, but I went through hardships later on. No matter how arrogant and domineering I am, I have to bow my head in the face of fate." She said again.

Luo Fengtang also nodded silently, agreeing with her words.

"People have to learn to be mature. Sometimes they become mature and sensible in an instant," he said.

Yang Ruoqing said: "The Ninth Princess asked me how long I can stay in the capital this time. I said that we have to wait for Chen'er's exam results to come out. I guess it will take a few months."

"The Ninth Princess invited me to sit in her mansion when I was free and chat with her to relieve my fatigue. I agreed," she said.

Luo Fengtang nodded, "That's fine. The Ninth Princess is also a poor person. Go and talk to her. I hope she can get out of the shadow of the wandering consort as soon as possible."

"Your Majesty's dragon body is getting worse every day. The only one who can't let go is the Ninth Princess."

"Today the prince told me that your majesty wanted to find a new marriage for the ninth princess, but the ninth princess found herself in a dead end and couldn't get out. It is said among the people that a good girl will not serve her second husband. As a high-ranking member of the country,

My true princess must be a role model in this field, and your Majesty will have nothing to do with her!"

Hearing this, Yang Ruoqing also smiled bitterly.

"Don't force marriage. Even if you press the cow's head hard, it won't drink water. It's better to just let nature take its own course," she said.

"Okay Qing'er, let's not waste this good spring night talking about outsiders. How about we do something of our own?"

Luo Fengtang suddenly put his arms around her shoulders, looked at her face with burning eyes, and asked.

Yang Ruoqing didn't understand his thoughts, but she liked to pretend to be ignorant and asked him: "What do we want?"

Luo Fengtang smiled evilly and pressed her down with lightning speed...

…

A night of spring breeze and beautiful scenery should not be wasted.

In the morning, Yang Ruoqing sat in front of the bronze mirror and dressed up, while Luo Fengtang came back from practicing sword practice with his sword.

Yang Ruoqing turned her head and smiled charmingly at him, her eyes deliberately passing under him: "My men are really made of steel. This strength is inexhaustible!"

Luo Fengtang naturally understood her teasing, so he picked up a handkerchief and wiped the hot sweat on his forehead, and said to her: "As a wife, no matter how tired I am, I am happy."

Yang Ruoqing gave him an angry look, "You're a bastard!"

He pursed his lips and smiled, then turned around and continued combing his hair.

Luo Fengtang came behind her, leaned down slightly, and supported the edge of the dressing table with his slender arms from both sides of her body, which was equivalent to encircling her whole body in his arms.

"What are you doing?" she asked, staring at his handsome face reflected in the bronze mirror.

Luo Fengtang also looked at her beautiful face in the mirror with a smile and said, "People say that if a couple has been together for a long time, they will develop a relationship between husband and wife."

"I'm taking a closer look. Do Qing'er and I look similar?"

Hearing this, she laughed.

"You're not as handsome as me!" she said.

Luo Fengtang also laughed.

"Yes, everything my wife says is right. My wife is just a flower, stuck in my cow dung, hahaha..." he joked.

"Oh, you are really saying such disgusting things even though I haven't had breakfast yet..." She couldn't help but stretched out her hand and gently twisted his thick and strong arm.

"However, I just like your cow dung, which is full of nutrients and nourishes my flower beautifully."

Yang Ruoqing turned around and hugged his arm again, saying coquettishly.

Cow dung is not disgusting to her at all.

Children who grow up in farmers’ households often see pig dung, cow dung, and chicken dung.

And now if you go to Changping Village, the families who have cows are the ones with a good financial situation in the village. Most people cannot afford to buy cows.

Otherwise, if several families share one cow, the cow will die from exhaustion during the busy farming season.

There was a pile of cow dung on the road, and several old ladies who specialized in picking up dung went to grab it, and a war of words broke out over it.

Hearing Yang Ruoqing's words, Luo Fengtang was very impressed.

He said to Yang Ruoqing: "Don't hug me. I just finished sword practice and I'm covered in stinky sweat. I'm going to take a shower first."

"Hmm, that's great!" Yang Ruoqing obediently let go of her hand.

Before he left, he leaned down and kissed her gently on the forehead.

A kiss on the forehead, usually given by an elder to a younger person, represents blessing and solemnity.

But when used here, she felt that she was just like Luo Baobao, a little princess held in his palm.

Okay, she pretended to be nice.

"By the way, Tang Yazi," Yang Ruoqing thought of something and suddenly stood up and called him.

"Are you free these two days? If you are free, I want you to accompany me to the manor. I want to collect some flowers and fruits first and start trying to make wine." She added.

The decoration of the shop will still take ten days and a half. Here, she can prepare the materials needed for brewing at the same time and ferment them first.

Hearing Yang Ruoqing's question, Luo Fengtang thought for a moment and asked her: "Then when do you plan to go to the manor?"

Yang Ruoqing said: "Today is not possible. Today I made an appointment with Shopkeeper Wu to see the decoration materials. How about tomorrow?"

Luo Fengtang said: "I should be fine tomorrow, so I'll just go with you tomorrow."

Yang Ruoqing nodded happily, "Okay, then go take a shower quickly."

The plan could not keep up with the changes. That night, while Luo Fengtang was half asleep, the prince and the second prince sent people to knock on the door almost at the same time.

"What's wrong? What happened in the middle of the night?" Yang Ruoqing asked sleepily Luo Fengtang who came in from the door.

Luo Fengtang was already looking for a coat to wear, and said to Yang Ruoqing: "The emperor has a sudden illness and is in critical condition. I have to enter the palace quickly."

"Qing'er, where is my token?" he asked.

There is a curfew in Beijing. If you want to walk on the streets after a certain time at night, you must have a special token to pass.
Chapter completed!