Chu Xingchen is just a common person, she likes him, but she can't pretend to be deaf and dumb to accept such a surprise and reconciliation.
Xiao Wang is rich, but that doesn't mean that his money is nothing. He is reluctant to spend money for you, but it has nothing to do with whether he has money or not.
Those who don’t have money are not necessarily stingy. There are many people who are stingy when they have money. They are more calculating and stingy than anyone else. If you don’t want to give it up, you won’t be willing to give it up. Even if you have millions and millions of dollars, you won’t be willing to spend a hundred for you.
Therefore, whether this person is willing to spend money on you is an important criterion for judging whether this person treats you well or not.
Xiao Wang was too willing to give up on her.
"Xiao Wang, don't spend so much money on me in the future, just keep your money well."
"Don't you have to spend the money you make? I don't waste it either."
Xiao Wang looked at Chu Xingchen, "Your Majesty, do you regret sharing so much money with me?"
Chu Xingchen: "No...you know that's not what I mean, Xiao Wang, I just don't think you need to spend so much thought on me."
"It's okay if it's not. I'm afraid that His Majesty will regret it." Xiao Wang joked at first, and then said calmly, "I will continue to spend time on Your Majesty. After all, you are Your Majesty. I won't spend time on you.
Who puts the effort into it?”
"Besides, I also use the painter. It's like killing two birds with one stone."
"Your Majesty, it's Lingzhou's birthday today. I've given him a lot of gifts. He likes them quite a lot, but he's acting a little weird today. You should go find him quickly. Don't make him unhappy if it's his birthday."
He knew clearly that Ling Zhou had not lost his memory, and he must have liked His Majesty to spend his birthday with him.
Chu Xingchen really wanted to spend her birthday with Lingzhou, but since Xiao Wangyouyan couldn't come, she had no choice but to give up.
Ling Zhou likes to eat roasted sparrows, so Chu Xingchen decided to prepare some this year too.
It's just that the accuracy of her slingshot is incomparable to Ling Zhou's.
It was strange to wake up early in the morning on Lingzhou's birthday. Golden Spear and Sword kept diverting their attention to make him happy.
"Little general, the plum blossoms are blooming very well outside. The little one specially broke a few branches. Can you smell it?"
"Smell it."
Lingzhou had a special liking for the plum blossoms next to Feiyu Hall in the East Palace because of Chu Xingchen. After leaving the East Palace, many of them were planted in the new Feiyu Hall.
It's going just right at the moment.
Everyone's gifts were delivered, and Chu Xingchen was the last to arrive. It was almost dark when he arrived.
The main reason was that sparrows were difficult to fight, so Chu Xingchen chased the sparrows for most of the palace before finally hunting down some.
The scene is quite exciting. In the next few days, there may not be any sparrows coming to the palace.
Chu Xingchen was sweating all over from playing the sparrow, and took a shower and tidied up, so it was late.
Lingzhou was really not happy to see her coming so late, "If your Majesty is so busy, there is no need to force yourself."
"I'm just delayed by something."
Everyone knew that Chu Xingchen was playing sparrows in the palace, and the golden gun and sword had also been heard. However, Chu Xingchen said that she wanted to surprise Lingzhou, so she deliberately didn't tell him to avoid him laughing at her.
"Although I'm late, I brought good things."
Chu Xingchen went to Lingzhou and said, "Let's go out to drink and eat. The plum blossoms are blooming just right, so I feel good with the fragrance."
Qiu Lai listened to Chu Xingchen and had already arranged the golden spear and sword in advance.
The lights from the previous lantern festival are still there, and they shine well.
“It smells so good.”
Chu Xingchen smelled the fragrance of plum blossoms, and the wind happened to blow by. Chu Xingchen stretched out his hand and caught a petal.
"I caught the petals."
"What's so great about petals."
Chu Xingchen put down the petals, "It's nothing special. Let's eat something first before it gets too cold."
Chu Xingchen cleaned his hands, gave Lingzhou a sparrow as he sat down, and put it to his mouth.
"Guess what this is."
Lingzhou recognized it instantly, "Sparrow."
"Yes, Sparrow!" Chu Xingchen's laughter was filled with pride.
The sparrow is small, and Lingzhou finished it in three or two bites. Hearing her proud laughter, he had a guess in his mind.
"You didn't shoot these sparrows, did you?"
"Yeah, I'm pretty good. If you like it, I'll eat it. There's also roasted chicken. I'm pretty good too, right?"
Lingzhou closed his eyes, he seemed to know the reason why Chu Xingchen came late.
"Why don't you call me to fight sparrows? Even if I can't see, I'm still better than you."
This is not an exaggeration. Ling Zhou and Zhou Buyan have been practicing for two months, and they are not perfect. His sensitivity and acuity have been strengthened.
He could indeed catch sparrows flying by and hit them, but it was just a little inconvenient to chase them.
"I can fight too." After Chu Xingchen finished speaking, Lingzhou suddenly stood up, "I'll be right back."
Chu Xingchen warmed the sparrows by the fire to prevent them from getting cold.
After a while, Ling Zhou came back and walked to Chu Xingchen but did not sit down.
"What's wrong? What do you want?"
"No." Lingzhou suddenly took out a broken plum blossom from his back.
The flower bloomed just right.
It happened to be placed in front of Chu Xingchen, and Chu Xingchen smelled the fragrance of plum blossoms in an instant.
She raised her head and looked at Lingzhou. Lingzhou at this moment reminded Chu Xingchen of her first birthday, when Lingzhou held plum blossoms and delivered them to her in the same way.
She didn't move for a while.
Seeing that she didn't answer, Lingzhou suddenly wondered if Bao Jian had deceived him, as this plum blossom was not the best in bloom.
He was a little annoyed and was about to throw it away, "If you don't like it, just throw it away. I just broke it because it was blocking my way..."
Before he finished speaking, the flower was taken from him.
"Why are you so impatient? I just smelled it a little more. I like it very much. Thank you, Lingzhou."
Ling Zhou breathed a sigh of relief and hummed, "The flowers grow there, you can fold them yourself, what can I say thank you for?" He looked like you are so ignorant.
Chu Xingchen laughed and tore off the drumsticks of the roasted chicken, "Then the ones you folded look pretty. Let's continue eating. Guess what this is."
"You can smell it, it's just chicken legs."
"Fine wine and roasted chicken and roasted sparrows are a perfect match. Let's cheers!"
After drinking a glass of wine, Chu Xingchen said, "I'm not supposed to get drunk today, but you should drink less."
She needed to drink less. Lingzhou's eyes were not healed yet and he was still taking acupuncture and medicine, so she couldn't drink too much.
It's been so long and I still haven't recovered. Both the imperial doctor and the master of the Miracle Medical Valley said that the longer it goes on, the worse it will be.
After hearing this, Lingzhou said, "If you can pour the wine well, you won't be afraid of my glass of wine."
Chu Xingchen couldn't bear to refuse, so he poured him another drink. He was afraid that he would feel uncomfortable and would overthink it, so he told him a cold joke.
Cold jokes are also reincarnated. Zhou Buyan wrote to her before and now she tells Ling Zhou.
However, she told some modern jokes and eliminated inappropriate ones, which was still good.
For birthdays, birthday cakes are essential to make wishes.
Chu Xingchen looked at Ling Zhou who was making a wish seriously, and recalled the time when they drank and danced with swords. Ling Zhou was so energetic at that time, and she still hasn't forgotten the shock it brought her.
Chu Xingchen felt a little heavy thinking about it and couldn't help but drink two glasses of wine.