Ouyang Wu was taken out of the Queen's bedroom by Ye Chonghua, and the smile on her face was still there, without any frustration from being imprisoned for a night.
Ye Chonghua saw a cunning look in the corner of her eyes and couldn't help but ask: "Is the theft of the treasures in the Queen's palace related to you?"
Ouyang Wu raised her hands and widened her eyes in disbelief: "Ye Chonghua, you actually believe the one-sided statement of the Queen? I was locked up in the torture room for a night, how could I have the opportunity to steal treasures? Besides, even if I had the opportunity to steal, I couldn't carry away so many treasures."
Ye Chonghua looked at Ouyang Wu's serious defense for herself. Others might not know, but he didn't know that she must have played some tricks again. He couldn't help but knock her on the head. Since she didn't want to talk, he didn't want to force her to ask, so he just changed the subject: "You look good, you must have slept well last night."
Indeed, Ouyang Wu ate well and slept well last night, sleeping very comfortably on the high-end large bed in her own space. Ouyang Wu was thinking about how to answer him, and looked up at Ye Chonghua, and then she saw that there was a faint blue color on his eyelids, his expression was haggard, and there was a faint tiredness on his face. She couldn't help but ask in confusion: "You didn't sleep well last night?"
"How can I still sleep after hearing that Wu'er was in trouble."
Ye Chonghua said indifferently, how could he tell her that he was so anxious when he heard that she was in trouble, and he didn't sleep all night to rush back, and even tired a horse to death. Ouyang Wu remembered that he was sent to the northern border to perform a mission yesterday, and he rushed back within one night for her. A warm current flowed through her heart, but those words were stuck in her throat, and she couldn't say them anymore. She just responded in a low voice.
"Are you hungry now?" Ye Chonghua took Ouyang Wu's hand, "I'll take you to your mother's palace for breakfast."
"I'm not hungry, but I guess you are." Ouyang Wu muttered. She ate a lot of delicious grilled fish in the space yesterday, and drank a cup of milk prepared for her by Xiao Qilin in the morning, so she didn't feel very hungry.
Ye Chonghua seemed to suddenly think of something: "It seems that mother likes you very much. I saw her smiling at you yesterday. She rarely does this."
Ouyang Wu was proud when she heard it: "That's right, I am loved by everyone and flowers bloom when I see them..."
Ye Chonghua's lips curled up, with a warm and lazy smile on his face. He coughed lightly and interrupted Ouyang Wu's words: "Whatever Wu'er says is right!"
Ye Chonghua took Ouyang Wu to Yikun Palace. Concubine Xian was having breakfast. Seeing Ye Chonghua and Ouyang Wu coming, it seemed that Somewhat surprised, a hint of joy appeared on her face: "Why are you here?"
Ouyang Wu bowed to Ye Chonghua and said with a smile: "Wu'er came here specially to accompany my mother for breakfast."
Concubine Xian smiled and said: "Qing'er, quickly prepare bowls and chopsticks for Feibai and Wu'er."
"Yes."
Concubine Xian had only heard of Ouyang Wu's bad reputation before, and thought that Ouyang Wu was not worthy of her son, and was unwilling to pay attention to Ouyang Wu at all. But since she met Ouyang Wu, she found that she was very different from the Ouyang Wu she had heard of. She was sensible, filial, and could coax people. The more she thought about it, the more she liked her.
Her Yikun Palace was quiet for many years, and her two children were not good at talking. She often talked to herself alone, and occasionally invited painters to paint pictures for her. She knew that her face would gradually age, but the portraits painted by the painters were getting younger and younger. In fact, she didn't want flattery at all.
But after meeting Ouyang Wu yesterday, she saw youth and vitality in her. She talked and laughed with her, and she felt that the whole Yikun Palace had become more lively, which made her feel much happier. After Ye Chonghua had breakfast, he went to report to the emperor. After seeing Ye Chonghua leave, Concubine Xian hesitated to speak to Ouyang Wu, as if she couldn't speak. Seeing Concubine Xian's expression was not right, Ouyang Wu couldn't help but asked in confusion: "Mother, is there anything wrong?"
"It's like this." Concubine Xian showed a trace of embarrassment on her face, then stood up and carefully took the Polaroid camera out of the drawer, "I don't know if I pressed it when I was sleeping last night, it seems that it can't be used."
Ouyang Wu took it and checked it. Everything was normal, but there was no photographic paper inside.
Ouyang Wu took advantage of her unpreparedness and quickly took out a stack of photographic paper from the space and put a few sheets in. Then she handed the remaining thick stack of photographic paper to Concubine Xian and said with a smile: "If you can't take a portrait in the future, you can put these papers here, um, put them in like this. If there is not enough paper, I will get some more for mother."
"So that's how it is." Concubine Xian nodded repeatedly. Knowing that the Polaroid camera was not broken, she breathed a sigh of relief and smiled again. She had been upset about this for the whole morning.
Ouyang Wu had nothing to do, so she taught Concubine Xian some secrets of taking photos and told her how to take beautiful photos. Concubine Xian was particularly interested in this and taught Ouyang Wu on the spot.
A morning passed quickly, and when Ye Chonghua came back, he was going to take Ouyang Wu away.
Before leaving, Concubine Xian was reluctant to leave, and took Ouyang Wu's hand: "Wu'er, can you come and accompany your mother more often in the future?" Ouyang Wu had been without her parents since she was a child. Now she saw an older woman looking at her reluctantly, and she couldn't refuse, and agreed: "Wu'er is very happy." When Ye Chonghua left, he glanced at Ouyang Wu: "It seems that your mother likes Wu'er's Polaroid very much." Ouyang Wu raised his head and glanced at Ye Chonghua: "What is this look? What do you mean that your mother likes my Polaroid very much?" Polaroid, she obviously likes me. "
Ye Chonghua repeated affirmatively: "It's Polaroid."
Ouyang Wu snorted unhappily: "You must be jealous, jealous of the gift I gave to your mother."
Ye Chonghua said lightly: "What are you jealous of? You are all mine. Others just got a gift from you. Why should I be jealous?"
Ye Chonghua's face showed a gentle smile like jade, as intoxicating as cherry blossoms in March. Ouyang Wu hummed and was speechless for a while.
Ouyang Wu and Ye Chonghua had not walked far forward when they saw a woman at the corner. It was the fourth princess Ye Rao. She was wearing a light red tube top dress with a few peonies embroidered on her chest, revealing the crystal white skin below the neck and above the chest. The skin was as tender as jade, as if it could be squeezed out of water. A young man followed her, with his face lowered, but he could not hide his incredibly beautiful face.
Ouyang Wu had heard about Ye Rao's style from Ye Yao. She had three thousand male favorites, all of whom were beautiful and charming. However, the man beside her looked elegant and unique.
Ye Rao's eyes fell on Ye Zhonghua, but she quickly shifted her gaze with a faint glance. Then her eyes fell on Ouyang Wu. She looked at the smile on Ouyang Wu's face that had not yet subsided. She must have said something intimate to Ye Zhonghua just now. A sharp look flashed in her eyes for a moment, but it was well concealed.
Every time Ouyang Wu saw Ye Rao, she could always feel the unkind look she cast at her. This unkind look was different from the one that Concubine Xian cast at her. It was not suspicion or dislike, but jealousy, and even a hint of murderous intent.
Ye Rao raised her eyebrows lightly, and her red lips pulled out a cold arc: "Why do you have the elegance to enter the palace today?"
Ye Rao did not address Ouyang Wu, nor did she look at her, as if asking an insignificant person.
Ouyang Wu raised her eyebrows slightly and said lightly: "When I have time, I will come to have dinner with the virtuous concubine."
"It seems that she is still virtuous, hehe." Ye Rao laughed softly, her voice was a bit harsh, and there was a bit of light mockery on her lips. Ye Chonghua frowned, and his eyelids were covered with a layer of thick shadows. He held Ouyang Wu's hand tightly, and his ten fingers were clasped together.
Ye Rao's eyes were instantly cold when he saw the clasped ten fingers.
Ye Chonghua seemed to have not seen Ye Rao. He didn't like this unruly imperial sister very much, and he didn't even like Ouyang Wu to be close to her: "Wu'er, let's go out quickly, otherwise we can't go to Nanshan before dark."
"Hmm? Nanshan?" Ouyang Wu looked at Ye Chonghua in confusion. Ye Chonghua didn't explain much, and took Ouyang Wu's hand and walked away, leaving Ye Rao standing alone behind him, with cold murderous intent bursting out of his beautiful eyes.
Nanshan Villa? !
"Princess, the second prince has gone far away!" Wen Ya saw Ye Rao still standing there, looking thoughtful, and couldn't help but say, "Let's go back."
"Pah!" A bright red palm print fell on his face, and a ferocious look appeared on Ye Rao's charming and delicate face, "How can you interfere in my affairs!"
"I dare not." Wen Ya lowered her head, not daring to move.
"Hehe, you don't dare, why wouldn't you dare?!" But in a moment, Ye Rao's face was replaced with a gentle look. She raised Wen Ya's chin and looked into his deep eyes. "You know me very well. I can't bear to lose my temper with you every time."
Ouyang Wu was dragged by Ye Zhonghua for a long time before she found that the back of her hand was held in Ye Zhonghua's hand. But she tried several times but couldn't pull her hand out of his hand. She could only hatefully say: "Ye Zhonghua, can you let my hand go?"
"No!" Ye Zhonghua pulled his hand tighter, patted Ouyang Wu's head, and said helplessly: "If you let go, Wu'er will either get lost or be bullied. I'm afraid I can't let go."
After that, he ignored Ouyang Wu and pulled her hand to speed up the pace.
Ouyang Wu couldn't break free and had no choice but to keep up.
The carriage of Prince Ning's mansion was already waiting at the palace gate. Ye Chonghua carried Ouyang Wu onto the carriage before letting go of her hand. Yang Wu took her hand and was about to flex it. As soon as she shook her hand, Ye Chonghua embraced her. Ouyang Wu was slightly speechless, as if she had become a pillow. "Your Highness Prince Ning, I know you are very tired and want to sleep, but can't you go back to the mansion first and then sleep?"
"We are not going back to the mansion." Ye Chonghua looked at her with a smile, found a comfortable position, and rested his head on her knees, "Don't move, let me sleep for a while, I am very tired."
Ouyang Wu couldn't help asking: "If you don't go back to the mansion, you are going to Nanshan? Where is Nanshan?"
Ye Chonghua's lips curled up slowly, and he squinted at her: "You will know when you go there. Can this king sell you?"
"If you really want to sell, remember to sell it at a good price."
"I won't sell it for a thousand gold." Ye Chonghua chuckled. He was very tired, so he fell asleep quickly.
Ouyang Wu leaned against the wall of the carriage. To prevent him from falling, she carefully held his head. She lowered her head and saw his sleeping face. He looked defenseless, not cold as usual. His slender eyebrows, straight nose, and thin lips were all perfect masterpieces. The carriage was moving forward. Although Ouyang Wu was confused, she didn't want to disturb Ye Chonghua's rest. She leaned against the wall and slowly fell asleep. After a long time, Ouyang Wu was awakened by holding her breath. She opened her eyes slightly and saw Ye Chonghua's smiling eyes in front of her, and his slender hand was now pinching her nose lightly. Seeing Ouyang Wu wake up, Ye Chonghua whispered, "Sleepy little cat, get up." Ouyang Wu's face was full of black lines when she heard Ye Chonghua's words. Little cat? Ugh! =Thinking, Ouyang Wu opened Ye Chonghua's hand and asked lazily, "Are we there?"
Ye Chonghua did not answer, but took Ouyang Wu's hand and took her out of the carriage.
As soon as her feet landed, Ouyang Wu was stunned by the scene in front of her.
Ye Chonghua said concisely, "This is Nanshan."
This place is surrounded by mountains, with beautiful scenery and green mountains. The earth is green. There is a wooden plaque in front of it, with four big characters written in cursive: Nanshan Bieyuan. This place is more magnificent than Liuyuan, and it blends with the surrounding scenery, which is more interesting.
The surrounding mountains are densely covered with strange rocks, mountains and peaks, layer upon layer, and the deep valley is peaceful and quiet, with a hint of horror. The peaks are dark blue, and the mountain streams are clear and gurgling. The streams separate the mountains, leaving only the green peaks. This place is like a landscape painting with clear brushwork and a well-proportioned density.
"The villa is located on the mountain, just right to bring the hot spring here. There are many exotic flowers and plants and birds and animals in the back mountain, which have been fenced off. Tomorrow, the king will take you to hunt. There are also farmlands and tea gardens at the foot of the mountain, where people carefully cultivate the best grains and tea. If I have time, the king will take you to pick tea."
Ouyang Wu's eyes lit up: "Why bring me here?"
Ouyang Wu likes the days of being free and easy in the mountains and rivers. In her subconscious, she also hopes to find such a quiet place, hunt and plant by herself, live comfortably, and stay away from conspiracy and intrigue.
Ye Chonghua saw Ouyang Wu's face showing a happy look, and his face also showed a hint of pride. He raised his eyebrows: "I think Wu'er must have been locked up by the queen for a night yesterday, and she must have been frightened, so the king brought Wu'er here to relax."
"Just you and me?" Ouyang Wu realized that there were only two of them except the driver who drove the car.
Ye Zhonghua stared at Ouyang Wu with his dark eyes, looking very unhappy: "What? Do you want to be disturbed by others?"
Ouyang Wu met his eyes and couldn't say anything: "Okay, just the two of us are enough!"
Ye Zhonghua led Ouyang Wu up the stairs: "It's getting dark, let's go back and eat something first."
Ouyang Wu suddenly thought of something at this moment: "There are only two of us here, what should we eat? Are you going to cook?"
"Of course it's you." Ye Chonghua domineeringly put his arms around her waist, as if he was recalling something, "I miss what Wu'er made."
Ye Chonghua's shallow phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, as bright and indifferent as the fireworks in March, touching the heartstrings. Ouyang Wu sighed. She really could only rely on her outside. Could she still expect the prince to condescend to cook for her?
She was led by Ye Chonghua into the villa on the mountain. The villa was very large. Many unknown flowers were planted in it. The breeze blew over it, and the fragrance of the flowers was rich, which was very refreshing. After a long corridor, Ye Chonghua took her to a kitchen.
The kitchen was cleaned cleanly, as if it had never been used, and the utensils in the kitchen were all available.
There were a few baskets on the side, with some fresh mushrooms and wild vegetables in them. Ouyang Wu's eyes widened. She couldn't believe that there was no one here. Ye Chonghua deliberately tricked her to come here so that she could cook for him.
However, Ouyang Wu didn't deliberately point it out. She asked, "What do you want to eat?"
Ye Chonghua pondered for a moment; "Chicken stewed with mushrooms."
Ouyang Wu's lips curved: "There's more..."
Ye Chonghua seemed to think for a long time before saying, "Instant noodles."
Ouyang Wu's lips twitched more and more. These two things must have been made for him in the Devil's Jungle. I remember that he ate them with relish. But it's been a while. Why does he still miss them now?
By the way, she hasn't cooked for a long time, and she also wants to make something delicious for herself. She originally wanted Ye Chonghua to help her cut mushrooms and chicken, but as soon as she turned around, she saw that Ye Chonghua cut the mushrooms into two pieces, one big and one small, with poor knife skills and ugly shapes. She suddenly remembered that this was ancient times, and a gentleman should stay away from the kitchen, not to mention that he was a prince.
Ouyang Wu pushed Ye Chonghua out speechlessly: "Okay, you go out, I'll call you to come over for dinner when you're done!"
It was just food for two people, so Ouyang Wu didn't plan to cook a lot. In order to make the taste more delicious, she specially took some ham from the space and brought a few packets of seasonings. After she made the soup, she threw in mushrooms and chicken until the soup turned milky white.
After Ouyang Wu finished stewing the chicken with mushrooms, she took a few packets of instant noodles from the space and cooked a big bowl with green vegetables and fresh beef. When Ouyang Wu finished cooking and invited Ye Chonghua to come over for dinner, she saw him carrying a wooden barrel with many lively prawns in it, each of which was the size of a palm. Ouyang Wu couldn't help but salivate: "After dinner, I'll make you stir-fried prawns!"
Ye Chonghua put the bucket aside to take credit and hummed.
Ouyang Wu put all the cooked food on the table and served him a big bowl of rice. Ye Chonghua washed his hands, sat down gracefully beside Ouyang Wu, and took a deep breath: "This smells very good."
Ouyang Wu laughed: "If you like it, eat more. I don't cook all the time."
"I know Wu'er treats me well."
Ouyang Wu thought, she could really be choked by Ye Chonghua at any time. Ye Chonghua's movements were still elegant, but they were a little too fast: "Eat slowly, no one will snatch it from you, really, I don't eat much."
Ouyang Wu took his bowl and scooped him a bowl of soup: "I'm really afraid you'll choke."
Ye Chonghua was not annoyed, and looked at Ouyang Wu with a smile: "Wu'er is really amazing, even cooking is so delicious."
Ouyang Wu saw that he was eating instant noodles happily, and couldn't help but complain in his heart, Prince, do you know that instant noodles are junk food in everyone's eyes in modern times, without nutrition, and eating too much will cause acne...
Ye Chonghua had a full meal and blinked at Ouyang Wu: "Remember to make stir-fried prawns for me!"
"I..."
Finally full and satisfied, Ye Chonghua took Ouyang Wu for a walk in the courtyard. At this time, the night was cool as water, the breeze was blowing, the ink-colored sky was quiet, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse, and the night in the distance was like a soft velvet curtain, hanging in the colorful night sky. Not long after walking, they saw a few more figures not far away. Ouyang Wu got closer and saw that they were Zhu Lu and several guards from Prince Ning's Mansion.
Zhu Lu smiled when she saw Ouyang Wu and bowed respectfully.
Ouyang Wu glared at Ye Chonghua, annoyed that she lied to her: "Didn't you say it was just the two of us?"
Ye Chonghua didn't even raise his eyelids: "If Wu'er just wants to be alone with me, I can drive them away."
"I..."
The next morning, Ye Chonghua found a set of light hunting clothes for Ouyang Wu: "Today I will take you to the back mountain to hunt."
Ouyang Wu jumped out of bed when she heard the word hunting. She hadn't played any exciting sports since she came to ancient times. She quickly put on the hunting clothes. The black leather made her skin look even whiter. She tied all her hair high behind her head, which made her look more heroic.
Ye Chonghua had never seen her dressed like this before, and was stunned for a moment. Ouyang Wu turned around in front of him: "Why, is there anything wrong?"
"Wu'er looks good in anything she wears." Ye Chonghua touched Ouyang Wu's face and took her out. He led two horses out of the stable and pulled a white horse to Ouyang Wu: "Can you ride a horse? Do you need me to teach you?"
"Don't underestimate me." Ouyang Wu stepped lightly on the stirrup and climbed onto the horse. She pulled the reins and sirens, and quickly turned around Ye Chonghua to show her horsemanship. Her hair was flying, and her confident smile was more dazzling in the sun. She was a dazzling pearl, and it seemed that there was nothing she couldn't do.
Ouyang Wu stopped in front of Ye Chonghua and said provocatively: "Why don't we compete to see who hunts more."
"Okay." Ye Chonghua was about to hand the bow and arrow in his hand to Ouyang Wu, but Ouyang Wu shook her head, "I'm not used to this!"
"Oh?" Ye Chonghua narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Ouyang Wu with empty hands, and smiled, "Wu'er, you don't want anything, are you just going to catch rabbits with your bare hands?"
"Yes, yes." Ouyang Wu did not deny it, "Rabbits are very cute."
Ouyang Wu rode a horse and followed Ye Chonghua, and went to the back mountain with him and entered the hunting ground. After entering the hunting ground, he separated from Ye Chonghua and took out a hunting rifle from the space. She held the hunting rifle in her hand and narrowed her eyes. She was still used to using this, aiming and shooting, and the lethality was still great.
She rode on the horse, slowly holding the gun and began to look for prey. Suddenly, a sika deer appeared in front of her. Ouyang Wu pointed the gun at it and rode in quickly. Just as she was about to shoot, she saw a small figure appear around the deer. Ouyang was frightened and broke into a cold sweat.
The back mountain is a hunting ground. How could this child appear there? Maybe the child of the tea farmers around accidentally broke in. Ouyang Wu was a little worried. If this child was accidentally shot by someone, it would not be fun.
Ouyang Wu rode the horse towards the child.
The child seemed to be frightened by something and kept running forward. Ouyang Wu saw a cheetah following him. Ouyang Wu took out the hunting rifle and shot the cheetah twice, and the cheetah fell down at once. At this time, the child ran too fast and kicked something, and fell to the ground. Ouyang Wu felt a little distressed, so she squeezed the horse's belly and finally caught up with him. She put away her hunting rifle, got off the horse, and walked towards him: "Kid, why are you here alone?"
"Sister, it hurts!" The little boy lowered his head and covered his feet, his voice crisp. Ouyang Wu didn't care to look at his expression, and squatted beside him, "Show your wound to sister."
Ouyang Wu took off his shoes and socks for him. Just when she wanted to see his injuries, she saw the boy in front of her raised his head. This was not a child's face at all, but a middle-aged face with a hideous scar at the corner of his eye. He had a terrifying smile on his face. Ouyang Wu hadn't reacted yet, but found that he suddenly had a dagger in his hand and stabbed at Ouyang Wu: "Go to hell!"
Ouyang Wu didn't check for a while, and hurriedly dodged to the side. His feet were unstable and his whole body fell backwards.
Although this place is not a cliff, it is steep. If she falls down, she will lose half her life, and her face or body will definitely be scratched by these gravel. Ouyang Wu quickly judged and asked for a dagger from the space, using the force to stab the mountain wall, trying her best to stabilize herself.
But just when she stabilized herself and wanted to climb up, she saw the short man sneering sinisterly and shooting the dagger in his hand at Ouyang Wu. Ouyang Wu tightly grasped the dagger stabbed into the mountain wall and rolled over to avoid it.
The short man saw that he failed, but he was not annoyed. He laughed. Ouyang Wu saw that he was extremely strong. He easily lifted a stone beside him with one hand and smashed it towards Ouyang Wu's head. Ouyang Wu's eyes flashed with annoyance. Who sent this person? She let go of the dagger and slid down. In an instant, she took out a pistol from the space and shot the short man.
She kept sliding down, her fingers sinking into the stone wall, tightly grasping the protruding stone, her eyes emitting a bloodthirsty light, very good, in this case, don't blame her for being rude. Just now, he injured his foot, and now he was half-kneeling on the ground and wanted to attack her. He wanted to leave him alive, but it seemed that it was not necessary. Ouyang Wu narrowed her eyes, aimed, and blew his head with a snap.
Ouyang Wu breathed a sigh of relief, and then she realized that her hand was in great pain. It turned out that she didn't know when her left hand had been cut by the stone, leaving a big cut.
"Master, Master, how are you?" The little Qilin shouted worriedly in his head.
"Don't make noise, it makes me dizzy!"
"Well, Master, go down a little bit, there are many herbs there, to stop bleeding." Ouyang Wu heard the instructions of the little Qilin and stepped down carefully, and then she found that there was a small cave here, which was full of various herbs.
After Ouyang Wu came to the ancient times, she also read a lot of medical books here, which also introduced some herbs that she had never seen before. These herbs are rare, and she actually saw them here now. For a moment, a touch of joy appeared on her face.
She disinfected her wound first, then found some herbs to apply on it, wrapped it with white gauze, and after stopping the pain, Ouyang Wu began to observe the herbs in the corner: "This one is for gastritis, this one can treat migraines... This one seems to be called seedlings, for infertility..."
I saw it in medical books last time. This kind of plant is very rare and even more priceless.
Ouyang Wu's face was happy, and she almost forgot the danger just now. She took out a small shovel and carefully transplanted these plants into her own space. Maybe she would use them in the future.
After Ouyang Wu transplanted some of each herb into her own space, she suddenly heard Ye Chonghua calling her: "Wu'er, Wu'er, where are you? Wu'er!"
"I'm here." Ouyang Wu called out, and then she heard a burst of hurried horse hooves, and then she saw Ye Chonghua flying down from above and landing beside her, his dress fluttering, and she was taken up by him before she could react. Ye Chonghua looked at the dwarf whose head was blown up by Ouyang Wu on the ground, and then looked at the wound on Ouyang Wu's hand, and said coldly with his thin lips: "What's the matter?"
Ouyang Wu hesitated for a while: "Nothing happened."
"Stupid, I just left for a while, and you put yourself in danger." Ye Chonghua grabbed her hand and stroked it gently, "Does it hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt anymore, I have already treated the wound." Ouyang Wu said in a low voice.
Ye Chonghua narrowed his eyes and whistled. Several guards ran over. Ye Chonghua pointed at the dwarf on the ground and said coldly, "Take him over to feed the dogs. Then go check if there are any suspicious people around. Remember to leave them alive!"
"Yes!"
Seeing that Ouyang Wu was injured, Ye Chonghua had no interest in hunting anymore. He picked up Ouyang Wu and rode on the same horse with him. He held her in his arms and rested his chin on her head: "Wu'er, do you know that I will be very worried if I can't find you?"
The breeze blew, and Ye Chonghua's long hair hit Ouyang Wu's face. Her nose was full of the smell of grass and the faint fragrance of the white flowers on his body: "You don't have to worry about me, I will take good care of myself."
"Will taking good care of yourself hurt yourself?"
"Well..."
"Let's go back now."
"Let's not go hunting, let's go to the tea farmers at the foot of the mountain to see, anyway, we are out."
"Okay." Ye Chonghua's face showed a hint of helplessness and pampering, and he drove his horse down the mountain. Just at the bottom of the mountain, Ouyang Wu saw an old man in cloth sitting on the ground crying and wailing. After what happened just now, Ouyang Wu didn't dare to trust children and the elderly, and couldn't help but be more wary.
She climbed down from her horse and stood next to the old man: "Old man, what's wrong with you?" The old man looked up at Ouyang Wu, then ignored her and continued to wail, as if something very sad had happened. Ouyang Wu carefully looked at the old man's face and felt that he was not a bad person. The way he cried was also very interesting, like a child. Ouyang Wu saw a flower in front of him that was about to wither and looked half dead: "Old man, are you sad because of this flower?"
When the old man heard Ouyang Wu hit the nail on the head, he cried even more sadly: "I found this wisteria on the cliff with great difficulty, but it died less than half a month later... This is my wife's favorite, I don't want to live without it..."
From a distance, a man who looked like a housekeeper wearing a cloth hat came over with a teapot: "Master, don't be too sad, drink some tea first."
The old man turned his head awkwardly: "No."
The middle-aged man saw Ouyang Wu laughing on the side, sighed, and chatted with Ouyang Wu. Ouyang Wu then realized that this was an old man who loved flowers like his life. He and his deceased wife loved flowers and plants very much, so after his wife died, he always collected many exotic flowers and plants, as if his wife was by his side. His wife was called A Zi. After he picked this wisteria, he felt that his wife was by his side, but he didn't expect that it was half dead before half a month.
Ouyang Wu sighed after hearing this: "Maybe I can help you keep this wisteria alive." The old man looked at Ouyang Wu with some contempt in his eyes: "Don't joke with me, little girl, go away." "Old man, don't disbelieve me. Anyway, your wisteria is already like this, why not let me try." Ouyang Wu took some hot spring water from the space and poured it on the wisteria. The old man looked at it and widened his eyes: "That's it?" "That's it." Ouyang Wu nodded, and then heard the old man crying even louder, "You little girl!" "Bold!" Ye Chonghua frowned. He wanted to go to the tea garden with Ouyang Wu, but seeing this old man crying here, his head hurt. It's just a plant, what's the point! Just as he was about to say something, Ouyang Wu took his arm and said, "Okay, let's go somewhere else. I haven't seen fresh tea yet."
Ouyang Wu followed Ye Chonghua into the tea garden and found that the tea garden was very large, almost endless, and all he saw was a piece of emerald green. Ouyang Wu took a deep breath of fresh air. There were all kinds of teas planted here, and there were many plants that she couldn't name.
Ye Chonghua suddenly saw something, squatted on the ground and carefully dug out a plant.
Ouyang Wu asked curiously, "What is this?"
"This is a camphor tree seedling."
"What are you digging it out for?"
"Take it back and plant it." Ye Chonghua smiled mysteriously and didn't explain.
On the way back, the two met the old man again. When he saw Ouyang Wu, his eyes lit up: "Girl, girl, my wisteria is alive, it's alive!"
Ouyang Wu covered her mouth and smiled: "Old man, I said I didn't lie to you."
"May I ask what your name is?"
Ouyang Wu was about to answer when she heard Ye Chonghua said unhappily: "It's just a chance meeting, why bother asking for someone's name, old man, we'll go first."
Ouyang Wu was pulled away by Ye Chonghua before she said: "What are you doing? Why are you so rude?"
"Look at that old man, he's crazy, who knows what he wants to do?"
"I..."
After the two went back, Ye Chonghua took Ouyang Wu to the other courtyard, squatted on the ground and dug a hole, then pointed to the small hole he had just dug and said to Ouyang Wu naturally: " Wu'er, plant the camphor tree in there."
Ouyang Wu looked puzzled: "Why plant camphor trees? You've been keeping it a secret for a day, tell me now."
Ye Zhonghua's face flashed with an unnatural look, and he coughed: "Just plant it if I tell you to, why are you talking so much, hurry up, or it will be dark."
"Don't you only know how to dig a hole but not plant a tree?" Ouyang Wu finally understood something, carefully put the camphor tree seedling into the hole, and used the uninjured hand to carefully push the soil next to it and fill it up, "Pampered prince, do you know how to plant trees now? Planting trees is very simple."
Ye Zhonghua responded lightly: "Yeah."
After Ouyang Wu went back, she saw Zhu Lu smiling at her: "Zhu Lu, what are you smiling at?"
Zhu Lu didn't say anything, but just smiled blindly, and her smile was very ambiguous. Seeing Zhulu laughing non-stop, Ouyang Wu finally couldn't stand it anymore and glared at Zhulu angrily: "If you don't say it again, I will be angry. What is the meaning of that camphor tree?"
Seeing Ouyang Wu narrowing her eyes, Zhulu hurriedly said: "Okay, okay, don't be angry, Princess, I'm telling you. It's like this. If a wealthy family in Jiangnan gives birth to a baby girl, they will plant a camphor tree in their courtyard. When the daughter reaches the age of marriage, the camphor tree will also grow. As long as the matchmaker sees this tree outside the courtyard, she will know that there is a girl to be married in the family, and she can come to propose marriage. When the daughter gets married, the family will cut down the tree, make two large boxes, and put silk in them as a dowry. The two boxes of silk are "Chou" means to stay together. The prince coaxed the princess to plant the camphor tree together, but he hoped that the princess could give birth to a daughter like her. "
Ouyang Wu looked at her calmly and scolded: "Zhu Lu, when did you become so good at talking? Are you thinking of getting married?"
Zhu Lu hurriedly said: "Princess, please forgive me, I don't have such an idea."
"Okay, you go out quickly." Ouyang Wu drove her out, and at this time she found that she was blushing and flustered. She held her cheeks and waited until the burning sensation slowly dissipated, and then she was ready to go back to bed. At this time, she suddenly found that there was a strong wind and heavy rain outside. She suddenly remembered the sapling she planted during the day, and her sleepiness disappeared immediately.
She picked up the umbrella and walked out. When she walked to the place where the camphor tree was planted during the day, the sapling was bent by the wind. Ouyang Wu carefully supported the sapling and added a lot of stones around it to block the wind.
Not far behind her, a male protagonist was holding a black oil-paper umbrella, looking at her petite body indifferently, and a sweet smile appeared on the corner of his lips.
Ouyang Wu went back after arranging the camphor tree, and turned around to see a pair of smiling eyes. In the storm, he stood upright, and his robe was mostly wet by the rain. Ouyang Wu said unhappily: "Why are you here?"
"Shouldn't this be asked by the king to the princess?"
"I just came out to enjoy the rain." Ouyang Wu said, looking up at the sky, "It's so beautiful."
"You hypocritical girl, be careful not to get cold." Ye Chonghua took Ouyang Wu into his arms, and the oil-paper umbrella in Ouyang Wu's hand fell to the ground. He hugged her tightly, "Go back quickly, silly!"