Zhu Junyang obviously didn't expect that this little girl would drive him away, who would lend her courage? However, it seems that there is no need to sit down anymore, and the mother concubine is still waiting for him to ask someone to go back.
Zhu Junyang put down the teacup and said seriously: "Actually, it was my concubine who ordered you to come here this time! There seems to be something wrong with the camellia you gave her, and she wants you to go and have a look!"
How many camellias did she give to Princess Jing? They are all nourished with Lingshi water, and their vitality is more tenacious than weeds. How could something go wrong
"Then let's go!" Yu Xiaocao put the tea bowl on the table, stood up, and was about to walk out.
Zhu Junyang glanced at her casual attire with a little surprise, coughed twice, and said, "You...don't change your clothes?"
Yu Xiaocao usually goes to Concubine Jing's other courtyard, either to help cook herbal meals, or to tend the flowers and plants "spoiled" by Concubine Jing, so she dresses very casually. Princess Jing treated her like a nephew, so she never felt that there was anything wrong with visiting her in casual clothes.
When Zhu Junyang said this, she looked down at her clothes which were considered Zhouzheng, and she didn't think there was anything to change, so she said immediately: "Aren't you going to help with the flowers and plants? When the time comes, it will be muddy and soiled again. Dirty too. That's fine!"
Zhu Junyang took a closer look at the home clothes she was wearing. She was wearing a pink pomegranate skirt, a light yellow jacket embroidered with patterns of butterflies and flowers, a few strands of tea-pink ribbons dotted around her waist, and her shiny black hair was combed into a pattern on the top of her head. Playful double bun, embellished with pink pearl hair accessories, pink and tender little face, with a slight smile, eyes as clear as a stream under the ice, not stained by a trace of dust in the world...
Although it was the most common casual clothes, it added a bit of coquettishness to this little girl who hadn't grown up in stature. The little girl was born in a peasant family, but she is more elegant and elegant than those so-called famous ladies in Beijing. As if what he was wearing was not the most homely clothes, but well-dressed, his expression was so indifferent and magnanimous.
Zhu Junyang was born in the royal family, how could he avoid attending banquets? Those ladies in Beijing regard every gathering as a stage to show themselves, and they can't wait to pile up their most gorgeous clothes and most expensive accessories on their bodies. The smell of powder can almost make people faint, and carefully painted makeup, regardless of whether it suits you or not, as long as it is popular, you will paint it on your face. Mingming's delicate and pleasant appearance must be transformed into a ghostly beauty, and she is not afraid of scaring people away!
In contrast, the little girl in front of me, with her plain face facing the sky, is so clean and refreshing, so real and pure, it is comfortable to look at!
"Little Junwang? Go away? I have to come back in the evening to make confinement meals for my godmother!" Yu Xiaocao hurriedly urged Zhu Junyang to stand there with the pestle.
Another point is that the little girl is quite courageous if she is not intimidated by his cold and indifferent appearance. No one has ever served tea to drive people away when he was a guest, and no one dared to urge him impatiently. Hmm... He didn't even feel annoyed at being treated like this by her. Could it be that he is what the emperor called a "masochist"
Seeing Yu Xiaocao looking back at him impatiently, Zhu Junyang rubbed his nose and followed up obediently. When he came out to pick up people, he brought the carriage from the palace. Concubine Mu's going out this time is relatively low-key, and the carriage she prepared is only a little more gorgeous than ordinary people's decorations. In Yu Xiaocao's eyes, it is quite flamboyant!
Stepping on the small stool placed by Prince Jing's servants, Yu Xiaocao quickly climbed into the carriage, and just as she sat firmly, the carriage started slowly. As expected of the carriage of Prince Jing's Mansion, it is smooth enough to walk, and the carriage is soft, covered with a thick brocade quilt, and leaning on the soft pillow, Yu Xiaocao not only sighs - but also has money !
The other courtyard where Princess Jing lives is not far from Fangfu, the carriage drove for a while, and then stopped in front of the courtyard. Yu Xiaocao didn't wait for the servants to prepare the stool, she jumped down, startling the servants who were waiting on the side. Miss Yu is Princess Jing's distinguished guest, if they bump into each other, they will be the worst!
The movement of Xiaocao jumping off the carriage was like a nimble little monkey. If it was replaced by those ladies in Beijing, Zhu Junyang would definitely feel that her movements were rough and had no tutor. But when it comes to this little girl in her teens, she feels very lively and cute!
Yu Xiaocao came to the back garden familiarly. From afar, she saw Princess Jing squatting on the ground, poking a small shovel at a camellia plant, as if loosening the soil for it. However, the shovel in her hand was too close to the camellia, which must have hurt the roots of many camellias. Xiaocao sighed deeply in her heart, these camellias can last until now without problems, and their vitality is tenacious enough.
Without saying a word, Yu Xiaocao walked over and knelt down beside Princess Jing, took the shovel from her hand, and said while demonstrating, "My lord, when you loosen the soil, be careful not to touch the roots of flowers and plants. Flowers and plants are relatively delicate, and once the roots are injured, they are likely to wither and die."
Princess Jing raised her distressed and worried face, frowned, and asked weakly, "Xiaocao, can my camellias be saved?"
When Xiaocao loosened the soil for the camellias, he saw that the roots of each camellia had obvious tea stains. When he gently pulled the soil away, he found that the roots of the camellias were obviously damaged.
Facing Princess Jing, who really loves flowers but doesn't know how to grow them, and stubbornly tends them with her own hands, she really doesn't want to say anything serious. After all, Concubine Jing is also an idiot. She sighed, and said tactfully: "Princess Wangfei, you'd better not water the flowers with tea in the future. If you have to water them, don't use hot tea, okay?"
Seen through the trick, Princess Jing's pretty face, which was much younger than her actual age, blushed. She glanced at her youngest son who was looking towards her in surprise, and explained falteringly: "I forgot to water the flowers that day, so I poured them with the teapot on the table. I... I really didn't notice that the tea was hot …”
Princess Jing looked like a noble lady who was spoiled beyond the bottom line, her husband loved her, and her three sons coaxed and doted on her. She was almost forty, and she still showed the innocent appearance of a little girl from time to time. Yu Xiaocao sighed again: Princess Jing must have accumulated great virtues in her previous life, so she will be so lucky and happy in this life.
Zhu Junyang saw that his concubine mother was blushing and looked at a loss, and he spontaneously helped her out: "Concubine mother, we all know that you didn't do it on purpose, just pay more attention in the future! Ms. Yu, look at these camellias. Is there any help?"
While talking, he winked at Yu Xiaocao, meaning to let her lie to his mother and concubine that Camellia is still alive. If it really can't be saved, didn't Xiaocao find the camellia in the mountains? He will go to Xishan with her tomorrow to try his luck, there is no reason why she can find him, can't he
Seeing the little princess who had always been paralyzed, raising his eyebrows and winking at him, coupled with that enchanting and handsome face, those who didn't know thought he was flirting with her. well! People are good-looking, even if they make ugly faces, some people appreciate them.
Yu Xiaocao said seriously to Princess Jing: "My lord, don't worry! It's a good thing you didn't use hot tea to water the flowers, otherwise even the God of Flowers would not be saved. These camellias have only been scalded to part of their roots, so it shouldn't be a problem if you take good care of them." big problem."
When Princess Jing heard this, she finally let go of her worry. Although Yu Xiaocao's words were not very pleasing to the ear, after all, she did these injuries intentionally, and she was blaming herself, feeling guilty and regretting in her heart, so naturally she didn't notice the disrespect in the little girl's words.
Zhu Junyang raised his eyebrows secretly, it seems that this little girl is naturally bold, even Princess Jing dared to sarcastically. Is this girl really a peasant girl from a small family with little knowledge? Who borrowed her courage
Yu Xiaocao didn't notice the pair of curious and probing eyes behind her. After loosening the soil for the camellias, she took the bucket from the servant girl who was waiting next to her, and when the people around her weren't paying attention, she poured two drops of spirit stone liquid into it. , mix well with a ladle, and pour it moderately on the injured roots of the camellia.
I don't know whether it's an illusion or dazzled, but Zhu Junyang suddenly felt that the camellia seemed to be more energetic, and the most serious curly leaf stretched a little. Zhu Junyang rubbed his chin and looked inquiringly: This is not in line with common sense? Why did these flowers and plants look different once Yu Xiaocao took care of them? Could it be that the little girl is the god of flowers descending to earth
Pfft—Zhu Junyang was amused by his unbelievable thoughts! Shouldn't the God of Flowers descend to earth, be gorgeous and full of fragrance? How could it be a picture of a little girl who is skinny and undersized
Yu Xiaocao also watered the nearby flowers. After finishing, she took the handkerchief that Mei Xiang handed over, gently wiped the water stains on her hands, and watched Princess Jing hesitate to speak.
Seeing that his mother and concubine were all focused on those camellia plants, Zhu Junyang didn't pay attention to Xiaocao's movements and expressions, so he hurriedly said for his mother and concubine: "Miss Yu, please speak directly if you have something to say."
Princess Jing also raised her eyes to look at Yu Xiaocao, and asked, "Is there anything you need to pay attention to in the future, these camellias?"
"My lord, forgive me for speaking bluntly, the work of serving flowers and plants, you should leave it to the gardener!" Yu Xiaocao decided to tell the truth for these poor flowers. Prince Jing's mansion is up and down, Princess Jing is too free, so she should give this harsh advice.
Concubine Jing's eyes filled with smog like Lin Daiyu's made people feel pity. Fortunately, she is really weak, not that annoying white lotus, Yu Xiaocao secretly rejoiced.
"Xiaocao, do you also think I'm not suitable for raising flowers and plants?" Princess Jing frowned slightly, her face was covered with sadness, which made people reluctant to tell the truth.
Yu Xiaocao took a deep breath and said, "Love is not just giving, but giving it the most suitable one. Princess Wangfei, you just need to stand beautifully among the flowers every day and cast your admiring eyes on it, It is the most sincere appreciation for flowers."
Princess Jing did not expect that such an ordinary little girl from the countryside could speak more beautiful and sensual words than any well-educated lady. Before I knew it, I was attracted by the beauty she described.