Chapter 1391 Farming, cute baby, beautiful girl (43)
But the key is—
I am a man now!
Fenghua swayed the jade pendant with his fingertips, and looked up at the noble and unparalleled crown prince. His lips were filled with a playful smile. His Highness not only recommended Xiaobao to the Imperial College, but also gave it to him with his close-fitting jade pendant, which was too expensive.
Ji Yushenmo's pupils were fixed on her, and a thin mist was scattered in her eyes, which made people unable to see clearly.
After a moment, he smiled. Xiaobao was smart and a pillar of the future country.
What he meant was that he cherished his talents.
Calculate as explanation.
As the crown prince of a country and the highest throne in the future, this reason is very sufficient, and it is not abrupt or forced at all.
But
Her Majesty the Queen laughed in her heart.
I believe you, a ghost.
However, she understood His Royal Highness's intention - whether it is blood ties or love for the house and the country.
Your Highness was disrespectful to Xiaobao. I thanked Xiaobao on behalf of Xiaobao. Fenghua closed his palms and took the jade pendant. He stepped forward and hugged the young man who was holding Zhilan and Yushu. His voice rang in his ears, wishing His Highness a safe return.
Ji Yu's whole body stiffened slightly.
Then, a trace of softness emerged in my heart.
He raised his hand and hugged her back, his lips slightly curled, and said.
I'll lend you auspicious words.
"Ding! Target character Ji Yu, favorability level 5, strategy completion level 50!"
Ji Yu's ability as a crown prince who can be given a gold medal by the emperor as my personal visit and is regarded as a powerful weapon for the country is undoubtedly the crown prince.
The disaster in Qinghe County is the focus of everyone in the East Lin Kingdom, from the emperor to the people, and the relevant news is constantly being transmitted to the capital in real time.
His Highness the Crown Prince arrived at the disaster area of Qinghe County.
His Highness the Crown Prince appeased the victims and quelled the riots.
His Highness the Crown Prince
In short, this crown prince fully demonstrated his wise and magical martial arts in the disaster relief matter in Qinghe County.
In just half a month, Qinghe County, which was full of sorrow due to the flood, has rarely heard of any casualties.
The name of Prince Ji Yu was cast with a legendary color and became a circulating among storytellers.
On the Zhuque Street in the capital, there is a slight drizzle outside, and the autumn rain is slightly cold.
In a teahouse called Fushi, charcoal fires are ignited, sand teapots are set up, incense is burned, tea is brewed, and the tea fragrance is swaying.
The storyteller pretended to be shaking a folding fan, and from time to time he touched the two beards above his mouth, and spoke in an eloquent manner about Qinghe County, as if he had seen it with his own eyes, and the depiction was vivid. The Qinghe victims knelt on the ground and shouted that the prince was a thousand years old.
The listeners in the teahouse listened with relish, occasionally taking a sip of tea or asking a question or asking a question or two.
Storyteller, how did you know, have you seen it?
this
Sitting next to the window, the boy in bright purple clothes curled his lips and smiled.
This storyteller has never been to Qinghe County. I am afraid that he just listened to the rumors and used his talents to make up a few tricks.
She had no intention of listening.
After drinking the last sip of tea in the cup, he threw down a ingot of silver and stood up calmly.
Leaving the teahouse, Fenghua held up an oil-paper umbrella, and outlined a pattern of manzhushahua with red pigments. Walking under the light drizzle, it bloomed with beautiful water colors.
Chapter completed!