When Yu Zhi was packing her things, she picked out several pieces of fabric. Depending on the colors, there were some for her, some for the cub, and some for her father.

My dear princess, what misunderstanding does this have about her? She is good at kung fu and can handle accounts well, but this does not mean that she is good at needlework! She really hasn’t mastered this skill, and so far she can barely do it. The level of sewing a sachet for a little kid.

Making clothes? Forget it for the rest of your life!

Yu Zhi put the fabric aside and prepared to take it back to Ancheng for Shiliu and Lianwu to make it. It has been a while since she came out. I wonder if they are okay? Is there anything going on at home and in the shop? Yu Zhi is thinking about whether he should go back. Already.

After her, the fifth prince sent people to do things in the northwest twice more. He painted slogans, distributed leaflets, made up a lotus flower and found little beggars to sing everywhere, and even rehearsed a new play. Of course, he couldn't just play the role of King of Zhenbei. How do you collude with the enemy and treason, insinuations, insinuations, do you understand?

It is based on the story of a certain powerful person in a certain dynasty, but everyone knows at a glance that it is about the King of Zhenbei.

According to the news that came back, the effect was very good. The people in the northwest knew the true face of King Zhenbei, but they did not dare to get angry or speak out. Even if they were angry, they only dared to do so in private. The spies of Prince Zhenbei's Mansion were too It was so powerful that anyone they heard complaining would be immediately thrown into jail.

In just ten days, they not only arrested many people, but also killed many people.

Is it so easy for people to keep their mouths shut? On the surface, the northwest seems to be calm, but in fact, there are undercurrents, like an active volcano, which may erupt at any time.

Early that morning, Yu Zhi opened the window and was surprised to find a bouquet of wild flowers on the windowsill, red, yellow, white, pink, blue, large, small, single, and in a bunch. ... There are still dewdrops on the petals, and the outside is wrapped with leaves of plants that Yu Zhi doesn't recognize. The thin and long green leaves are set against various wild flowers, which is quite beautiful.

Yu Zhi got closer and smelled it, and there was a faint fragrance.

Open the window and see flowers. A beautiful day starts with receiving flowers. Yu Zhi is in a very happy mood. He even went to Huotou Camp to find a free jar, put the whole bunch of flowers in it, and placed it on the table. Hey, the room is bright. Three points.

As for the person who sent the flowers, Yu Zhi felt that it was probably some soldier. She helped the army prepare a hemostatic powder that saved the lives of so many soldiers. They were grateful and it was normal to give her a bouquet of flowers.

She had also received a bamboo flute and a small bamboo bench before. The craftsmanship was so good.

Yu Zhi was happy, but Wen Jiuxiao couldn't sit still. He picked up the little boy and said, "Teach the child to read" and took him away.

The little boy stared hard at his little legs hanging in the air, and reluctantly stretched his little hands in the direction of his mother, "Mom, save me."

Wen Jiuxiao's speed was too fast. Before Yu Zhi could recover, he was already out of the yard. He heard the cry for help from the little boy. Yu Zhi shrugged, what help? This kid will be blind. Shout! It doesn’t matter whether he studies or not, father and son are cultivating a relationship, can she stop him?

Wen Jiuxiao lifted the little boy into his room and put him down.

As soon as the little boy got free, he immediately ran out on his short legs. Before he could even take two steps, his father grabbed him by the collar again.

"Bad!" The little boy struggled and complained loudly.

Wen Jiuxiao put him on the table and stared at him with cold eyes.

The desk was a bit high, and when the kid thought about his mother's absence, his big eyes suddenly flashed twice, and he pursed his lips and became silent.

"Didn't you say that she likes others to give her flowers?" Wen Jiuxiao asked Xiaozaizi why she didn't smile softly at him and call him third master tenderly when he gave her flowers.

Oh, it turns out that the bouquet of flowers was sent by Wen Jiuxiao, and it was Xiao Zaizi's idea.

The little boy blinked his innocent eyes, "Yes, my mother likes flowers the most. If I give her flowers, she will be happy."

Wen Jiuxiao didn't hear the words "Third Master is so kind" and was very suspicious of Xiao Zaizi's words at this moment, "Are you lying?"

"Humph, I didn't. Mom said that it's not a good boy to lie. I'm a good boy, so I won't lie." The kid was very unconvinced and frowned, "Is it because the flowers you sent don't look good? Mom, don't you?"

like?"

"Impossible!" Wen Jiuxiao denied it outright. He chose the flowers based on the flowers in her garden. It took him a lot of effort to find all the colors. The small purple wild flowers grow in the cracks of the rocks.

There, at the bottom of a mountain stream, he picked it up by pulling on a rope.

"Then you can try the garland tomorrow! Little girls like garlands." The little boy came up with another positive idea.

Wen Jiuxiao thought for a while and found that there was no other good way, so let's try it.

So, Yuzhi received a beautiful wreath every morning in the next few days. Oh, the little brothers in the army were so enthusiastic and romantic. She placed the wreath next to the bunch of flowers, and every time she saw it

, the mood is very good.

Wen Jiuxiao couldn't help it anymore and asked her: "Does the garland look good? Do you like it?"

"I like it!" Yu Zhi couldn't help but smile on her face. She must be so skillful to be able to weave the wreath into such a unique shape!

Why didn't you express your love at all? Even if you didn't say thank you, why not just smile at him? Wen Jiuxiao felt aggrieved and put his hands under Yu Zhi's eyes. In order to practice weaving beautiful garlands, his hands were stained with flowers and grass.

The juice cannot be washed away.

Yu Zhi's heart skipped a beat, and she suddenly became alert. What was this man going to do? Did he want to convulse again and let her admire his hands? When she raised her head and saw the aggrieved expression on his face, she couldn't help but blurt out, "Did you give me the wreath?"

"There are also flowers." Wen Jiuxiao nodded expressionlessly, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, waiting for Yu Zhi's gentle words.

But seeing Yu Zhi looking at him with suspicious eyes, Wen Jiuxiao immediately became angry, "What is that look in your eyes?" She didn't believe him!

"Aren't you surprised?" Yu Zhi came to his senses and quickly comforted her, "I just didn't expect to receive the flowers from Third Master. I'm so flattered. Thank you, Third Master, Third Master is so nice!"

Yu Zhi smiled sweetly, her eyes sparkling, my God! The sun was rising in the west, and the reserved and old-fashioned Mr. Wen actually gave her flowers? When did he get through this vein?

Yu Zhi felt that this behavior was so encouraging. She stretched out her hand and grabbed Wen Jiuxiao's sleeve, and swung it around like a delicate flower in the wind, "Why is Third Master so good?"

That voice was so sweet that Wen Jiuxiao's heart trembled. He glanced at her reservedly and said with disgust, "Is such a trivial thing worth touching you so much? It's worthless! If you like it, I will give it to you every day from now on.

You give it." The curvature of the corners of his mouth became wider and wider.

Yu Zhi looked at the duplicitous Wen Jiuxiao and smiled secretly in her heart, but her face was extremely well-behaved, "Third Master is the best in the world!"

Wen Jiuxiao raised her head slightly, feeling pleased with herself. Isn't he the best in the world? Where can she find someone who treats her so well? This woman should be content.
Chapter completed!