"Gifts are not expensive at all. Even if you give me a goose feather or a stone, I will still be happy!" Zhu Jun said.

Li Wanqiu said with some guilt: "Then come with me, the things are in my study!"

After saying that, he turned around and left, and Zhu Jun followed him.

Li Wanqiu's small courtyard is very quiet. There is a large vat next to the pavilion in the courtyard, which Li Wanqiu uses to wash his pens.

When you enter the study room, what you see is either books or paintings.

The smell of books mixed with the woman's body fragrance penetrates into the nose, it smells really good!

"Here you go!" Li Wanqiu picked up a scroll on the table, put it into Zhu Jun's hand, and said with a slight blush: "Take it back and read it again!"

Zhu Jun did not leave immediately, but opened the scroll in front of Li Wanqiu.

Looking at the painting on the scroll, Zhu Jun was stunned and asked, "Senior sister...is this painting by me?"

Li Wanqiu has never given gifts to the opposite sex, let alone paintings to the opposite sex.

"Yes, so what? If you don't like it, give it back to me!" Zhu Jun opened the painting in front of her, and she blushed awkwardly. As she said that, she was going to grab it.

Zhu Jun turned aside and said, "Who said I don't like it anymore? This is the first time someone has given me a portrait!"

Not to mention this life, even the last life, it was the only one!

Li Wanqiu's painting is quite good, and he has all the charm that he should have. His white clothes are flowing, and he looks quite handsome.

He rolled up the scroll and said, "I received many gifts today. This gift is my favorite. Thank you, senior sister!"

"You can draw whatever you want, just take it away if you like!" Li Wan's heart was beating fast. It took her a whole day to paint this painting.

And she decided to paint this painting after thinking about it for a long time.

I thought Zhu Jun wouldn't like it.

It can be seen that Zhu Jun loves this painting so much. While she is happy, she also has an indescribable feeling.

It was as if someone had discovered his little thoughts, and he wanted to hide quickly.

Zhu Jun looked at the embarrassed Li Wanqiu, knowing that she was duplicity. It was rare that he didn't expose her, "Thank you, senior sister!"

Zhu Jun bowed his hand and said goodbye.

Li Wanqiu held her head high and tried to calm herself down, but Zhu Jun disappeared from sight. She breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but touch her face. It was so hot that even she found it incredible, "What's wrong with me?"

It was night, and after making sure the three little ones were asleep, Zhu Jun hugged Qing He into his arms and said, "I will marry you in the next two days!"

"No way, Your Highness, the princess hasn't come in yet, how can I go in first?" Although Qinghe was moved, he didn't dare to overstep.

"Silly girl, in my heart, you are the best!" Zhu Jun scratched the bridge of her nose.

"Qinghe understands His Highness's intentions!" Qinghe hugged Zhu Jun tightly. At this moment, he felt that death was worth it. "But rules are rules. If Qinghe comes in before his mistress, he doesn't understand the rules. In the future, he will

I can't stay in the house any longer.

Even though His Highness is protecting you, Qinghe only wants peace in the palace!"

"Hey!" Zhu Jun sighed, this girl is so good, so good that people want to rub her into his body.

"Okay, I can't marry you first, so I can't treat you badly either!" Zhu Jun rubbed her chin, his eyes became gentle, and then he lowered his head and leaned in.

Qinghe also felt something in her heart, and her whole body was a little stiff. Zhu Jun gently stroked her back and told her not to be nervous.

She felt that all the bones in her body were weak and turned into a puddle of water.

Let Zhu Jun roll it round and flatten, just like a boat sailing in the waves, and his body rises and falls with the waves.

But the inadvertent pain brought her back to reality.

"Your Highness, Qinghe has finally waited for this day!" His eyes slipped from the corners of his eyes, and after more than ten years of perseverance, this day finally came.

She has followed Zhu Jun for so long and knows what kind of person Zhu Jun is.

She also knew that the compensation Zhu Jun gave her was the best.

Zhu Jun was single for two generations, and now he finally got rid of his rookie status, but now that he has fallen into it, he is a bit unable to extricate himself.

The next day, while Zhu Jun was still sleeping, Qinghe got up dragging his heavy body.

I just feel like my whole body has been crushed by a stone mill, and it hurts when I move a little or big.

Xun Busan had already prepared brand-new clothes for Qinghe. The clothes were all made of fine silk and satin. He whispered: "Congratulations, you will be considered the mistress of the palace in the future!"

Qing He was extremely embarrassed, "Mr. Xun was joking, how can Qing He be called a mistress?"

Xun Busan had always had a good relationship with Qinghe. Seeing Qinghe's sparrow turn into a phoenix, he was also happy, "Don't freeze, get up and drink the bird's nest to nourish your body. Your Highness tasted the taste for the first time, but he didn't know how to restrain himself."

You, you must teach His Highness well these days and let him save some energy. On the wedding day, when the princess and the concubine enter the palace together, don't make a joke!" Xun Busan reminded.

"I understand!" Qinghe dressed silently and looked at the sleeping Zhu Jun, her eyes full of tenderness. She carefully cut off the plum blossoms and held back her shame and handed them to Xun Busan, "Sorry, Mr. Xun!

"

Xun Busan put it away with a smile. This thing must be reported to the clan.

With this thing, Qinghe's future life is guaranteed.

Xun Busan also recorded these in detail. If Qinghe gave birth to a child in the future, there would be traces to follow.

This is also to ensure the purity of the bloodline!

When Zhu Jun woke up, the sun was already high.

Thinking back to last night, he stretched out contentedly, and the feeling was truly indescribable.

Turning his head, he saw Qing He with her hair tied up. Her girlish temperament was still there, but there was just a hint of a young woman's charm.

"Your Highness, it's time to get up, someone from the palace just came to announce it!" Qinghe said shyly.

"What's up?"

"I want you to prepare a gift and go to the Marquis of Zhongshan to complete the etiquette that you neglected to do as a disciple!" Qinghe said.

Zhu Jun rubbed his head and without delay, got up under Qing He's care.

"Gou Dong, did my eldest nephew come into the palace and take away the money?" Zhu Jun asked while eating breakfast.

"It's the emperor's grandson who Jiang Huan came to pick up. He has already asked people from the Gongwei Department to take away the money!" Xun Busan said.

Zhu Jun nodded, "You go and prepare a generous gift. I will go to Zhongshan Houfu soon!"

Soon, Xun Busan prepared the gifts, and Zhu Jun came to the Zhongshan Marquis Mansion with heavy gifts.

When he learned that Zhu Jun was coming, Tang Ding took several of his sons out of the house to greet him, "Wei Chen has seen His Highness King Wu!"

Tang Ding had nine sons, the first six were all good men, but the remaining three were still young and could not tell what they were like.

For example, Tang Ding's eldest son, Tang Bingyi, was promoted to the Governor of the Former Military Governor's Mansion because of his own merits as he accompanied him in several campaigns!

The second son, Tang Yueyong, was appointed as the guard and governor.

The third son, Tang Zongyi, was appointed as the commander-in-chief of the Chinese Army...

The Tang family is a typical father who is a hero and his son is a hero.

Zhu Jun glanced at them. He didn't know the children of the Tang family very well, but each one of them was the same as the one carved from the same mold by Tang Ding.
Chapter completed!