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The lid of the box was finally opened, revealing the true appearance inside, and the little man carefully carved from fine white jade was revealed. The villain's eyes are slightly bent, and he leans forward in a begging pose, looking very naive. The dress and face shape were similar to the person in front of him. Zhao Rongqing asked with great interest: "What does this mean? Are you going to give yourself to me?"
She only looked at Li Ci with her bright eyes, giving people a great sense of satisfaction for no reason. Li Ci only understood the superficial meaning of the words, blinked and said: "That little porcelain vase doesn't look good, I made this for you." New, don¡¯t remember what happened before, I will remember it in the future.¡±
Li Ci deeply reflected on herself and put herself in someone else's shoes. If she remembered something so clearly but another person didn't remember it, she would be even more angry than Zhao Rongqing. Therefore, her attitude of admitting her mistake was extremely sincere. Not only did she say it in person, but she also portrayed a villain begging for mercy.
After thinking about it, she added: "If I make you angry again in the future, you will take it out on this villain."
"You do know how to prepare for a rainy day." Zhao Rongqing was almost amused by her cunning and shameful virtues. He raised his hand, stretched out a green-white thin finger, and pointed it on the forehead of the person in front of him, and gave it a slight squeeze. With a little force, she fell backward.
Li Ci was a little stunned, surprised that Zhao Rongqing would be so intimate with her. After sitting firmly, he reached out and grabbed the bright wrist, pretending to be slightly angry: "You can't tap my forehead."
The position of her forehead was something she would do only sometimes when her father was angry and scolding her, and others would not dare to do so. When she was a child, Zhao Rongqing was extremely aloof. If she was angry, she would never act on her own. Instead, she would let the Taifu and her father teach her a lesson and make her honest. Now that times have changed, Zhao Rongqing would not be angry if he could do the forehead tapping.
Li Ci still held on to the woman's hand opposite him. The table between them was not wide, and the length was only one person's arm, so there would be no hindrance in holding her like this. She only felt an unusual sense of comfort under the contact of skin. She lowered her head and found that the hand in her palm was unusually beautiful. She immediately praised: "A Rong's hands are very beautiful, I have only seen them in my life."
After admiring it, Li Ci felt very envious. Comparing his own hands, although they were fair and slender, they were insufficient in comparison. They were slightly thicker, and he suddenly felt unsightly.
Zhao Rongqing let her do whatever she wanted, but Li Ci looked at her hands over and over for a long time before he could take them back. Only then did Li Ci realize that she had gone too far, but she was embarrassed. She saw that the tea seemed to be cold, so she quickly picked up the pot and refilled it. She also took a covert sip, and she felt slurred as soon as she took it in. Shengjin.
It is indeed a good tea.
Zhao Rongqing did not intend to pursue someone's behavior that was similar to taking advantage, and even forgot about it. Li Ci adjusted himself quickly, and now he no longer felt the unfamiliar feeling of not seeing each other for many years, and he started to speak word by word. The old friend hadn't seen him for many years, and he felt a little at a loss when he first met him. This was also the reason why Li Ci didn't take the initiative to see Zhao Rongqing before.
Li Ci was also scared. After not seeing each other for so many years, she was afraid that time would dilute Zhao Rongqing's friendship for her. After all, she had been so diligent in sending things and letters to Zhao Rongqing, and her replies were always cold and indifferent. Compared with the long speech she wrote, it was too cold.
In the spacious and bright bright room, the two people sitting opposite each other kept chatting. There was bright skylight outside, and occasionally the chirping of some birds could be heard. Shuhe dutifully stood up and stood guard outside Yananxuan, listening to the laughter that came from His Highness King Yong from time to time, and occasionally rolling his eyes.
Zhao Rongwu, who came back from the military aircraft camp, saw Shuhe waiting under the pergola from a distance, thinking that his sister had sent him to wait for him here. Who would have thought that as soon as Zhao Rongwu approached, Shuhe refused to enter.
"Shu He, why did you stop me?"
"Your Majesty, the young lady has a guest, and I specially asked my servant to wait here. I hope you can come back another day?" Shu He replied.
"Are you having a visitor?" Zhao Rongwu frowned, then heard the voices coming from inside, and instantly recognized who the so-called visitor was. "King Yong."
Zhao Rongwu stood there for a while and then said, "Even so, I won't bother you anymore." After that, he turned around and left.
Emperor Showa had many children in his early years, but not many of them managed to grow up in the end. Some of his children died of illness when they were young, and some died of sudden illness. Compared with previous emperors, the number of heirs was neither too rare nor too many. Among the surviving princes and daughters, four are the most outstanding, King Xiang and King Zhou, as well as Princess Li Song of the Hua Dynasty, and finally King Yong.
Compared to the other three, King Yong is really featureless, but he is the most favored.
Zhao Rongwu stood behind with his hands behind his backThere is still no fiefdom in Xi'an. Originally, His Majesty chose Huaizhou, a wealthy city, but he later left the matter undisturbed. For several consecutive years, His Majesty rewarded several manors, shops, and fertile fields, which were managed by the chief minister. After a year, the income was substantial. According to the laws of the Wei Dynasty, the prince's annual salary was less than a thousand, and it was impossible to support the expenses of the palace, so these properties became very important.
Chang Shi was asked to say it again many times during the report. However, he could not see that his master was obviously absent-minded. He picked out the important ones and said them. Li Ci saw that there was nothing important and let him go.
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