Fu Rong had become accustomed to Xu Jin's night attack. He was stunned for a moment, and only pulled up the quilt to cover his body, frowned and looked at the man sitting by the bed.

After not seeing each other for a month, Xu Jin was obviously thinner and seemed to be a little darker.

The little girl did not scold herself, but looked at him with her big misty eyes. Xu Jin felt soft, "What are you looking at?"

Fu Rong understood that if she wanted Xu Jin to really like her, she would not be able to punish her if she did something wrong, she would not be able to treat him coldly. No one is a fool. If she does not show her affection, she and Wang An will become true in the future. How could Xu Jin believe her false feelings and be involuntarily?

So she bit her lip and lowered her eyes and said, "The prince seems to have lost weight."

In just six words, it has nothing to do with love. Love or missing, but it is more touching than any sweet words.

And this was the first time she cared about him.

Xu Jin couldn't tell what he felt in his heart. He had finally coaxed her to like her, and there was also a kind of unfamiliar throbbing, not the excitement and happiness when kissing her, nor the love of pampering when she was acting cute, like someone thoughtfully handed over a cup of warm tea when he was running all the way, gentle and gentle, making people feel comfortable from the inside out.

He couldn't help but reach out and wanted to hold her.

Fu Rong suddenly retracted his hand back to the quilt and stared at him: "The prince has promised me that even if he comes over, he will treat him with courtesy."

This time, his eyes were filled with anger and resentment, and his eyes were rippling, and Xu Jin's heartbeat was accelerating. He put his hand on her bedding honestly, feeling the remaining warmth on the brocade quilt, looked at her face and explained: "I have been running by the Yellow River for more than 20 consecutive days, can I not lose weight? I finally finished my work and expected that you should have entered Beijing, so I rushed back overnight. I quietly entered Beijing tonight, and I didn't go to the palace to reply and see you first."

Fu Rong believed the first half of the sentence. If Xu Jin had not done it himself, he would not have lost weight. She was too lazy to tell the truth about the words behind her, so she just whispered to him: "Your Majesty is so hard, come back to the house and take a break. I'm staying at home, there's nothing to worry about."

Xu Jin didn't believe her very much, "Your family hasn't entered Beijing for more than ten years, and no one in the Marquis's Mansion bullied you?"

Both Fu Pinchuan and Fu Pinyan are capable and keep the whole mansion in order. He and Xu Jia are good at kung fu, so there is no problem coming in at night. If those followers sneak into the two mansions, they will easily be discovered. Therefore, Xu Jin only let them stare at Fu Rong's whereabouts outside. In fact, if there weren't too many accidents in Jizhou, Xu Jin wouldn't have planned to keep an eye on such a tight spot. A vain girl, how could he expect to coax her to agree to marry him?

Fu Rong was not surprised that Xu Jin would ask this. Since he wanted to marry her, he would understand the general situation of the Jingyang Marquis Mansion clearly and smiled and said, "Why do some people bully us? The prince is really good at talking nonsense. At most, it's just a quarrel between sisters." Compared with other noble families, the Jingyang Marquis Mansion was really peaceful, if the Fu Bao sisters did not die one after another.

Seeing that she looked rosy and didn't seem to be wronged, Xu Jin said, "There is no better. If someone bullies you, tell me."

His eyes were gentle and domineering, as if he treated her as his own. Fu Rong shrank his neck into the quilt. Seeing that Xu Jin was still staring at her without blinking, he simply grabbed the quilt to cover his red face and advised him in a depressed manner: "Your Majesty, go quickly, the prince is not sleepy, I am still sleepy."

Xu Jin could hardly help but pounce on his shy, timid and cute look!

But he held back and swallowed, saying, "Don't sleepy, let's talk more, I got a good thing in Shandong, you will definitely like it when you see it."

Fu Rong was curious, "What?"

Xu Jin smiled at her: "If you show your head, I will tell you."

It is definitely not ordinary to be able to make a prince look at him and use him with confidence to please a woman.

Fu Rong had no choice but to slowly put down the quilt and glared at him in shame.

Xu Jin liked to be stared like this and leaned over and leaned closer, "It's a parrot, with a nice name, it's called the Emerald Peach-faced parrot. Its feathers are as bright as jade, and the feathers on the top of the head and neck are pink. As soon as I saw it, I knew it would be your wish."

When Fu Rong was a child, she had a partner who raised parrots. It was white and yellow-haired on the top of her head, which looked very beautiful. But now after hearing what Xu Jin said, she wanted this kind of jade peach-faced one even more. She couldn't help but look behind Xu Jin: "You brought it? Will you scream?"

Xu Jin smiled bigger and couldn't help but pinch a strand of her hair and put it in his hands to play with it. When he touched the parrot's red hair, he thought of her like this, "No, I'm anxious to come back, I'm afraid that it will bump on the road and get sick, so I'll let the people below come over slowly. It's about the eighth day of the lunar month when you arrived in Beijing. If you find an opportunity to go out, I'll give it to you quietly? Then you will say you bought it outside."

Fu Rong was so angry that he was so angry that he snatched his hair and refused to touch him: "Why give it to him quietly? I followed the maid next to me when I went out. I don't want people around me to know about us."

"Don't worry, I've made all arrangements." Xu Jin naturally came prepared. "If you go to Yongtai Temple with your family to eat incense, I will send someone to pretend to sell parrots. You buy it in front of everyone, so no one will doubt it."

Fu Rong curled his lips: "That's a beautiful bird, there must be many people who want to buy it. Just sell it to me..."

Xu Jin interrupted her with a smile: "So selling things also requires fate. Just go there, don't think too much about other things."

The man swears with confidence, and Fu Rong had to believe him. After saying a few words, he urged him to leave.

At this time, Xu Jin took out a hexagonal rosewood-embedded eight-treasure jewelry box from behind, shook it gently at Fu Rong, and stood up and said, "This is a gift I want to give you tonight. I'll go outside. You can call me after you pack it up."

Fu Rong was anxious: "Wait, tell me what's inside first?"

Xu Jin told her to dress up better without looking back.

This man was mysterious and itchy. His words always made her feel itchy. Fu Rong was really angry and curious. After Xu Jin went out, he got up and changed his clothes. The dress that he would wear tomorrow was already on the hanger. After Fu Rong put it on, he looked in the mirror. The light red embroidered buns made her red-sleeping face look more beautiful, and her long loose hair added to her charm and laziness.

Fu Rong knew that hanging long hair looked better than combing it, but why did she show it to Xu Jin? So she sat in front of the dressing table and simply took a bun. Finally, for the parrot, she inserted a pink flower on her bun and wore a pair of pearl pendants on her ears.

If she wants to coax his heart, she will accept the gifts he gives first, and if it is broken in the future, she will return them all to him.

With a relaxing sigh, Fu Rong got up and invited Xu Jin in.

The outside room was pitch black, and Xu Jin couldn't see clearly. When he came into the room, he saw Fu Rong's outfit, fresh and charming, and his eyes couldn't move away.

Every time she sees her, she seems to be more beautiful, like a bud that is about to bloom. One day, it will bloom the most enchanting flower in the world, a flower that completely belongs to him.

"Thick, you are so beautiful." Xu Jin said softly, with unconcealed admiration in Feng's eyes.

Fu Rong turned around and sat next to the coffee table, lowering his eyes and silently.

Xu Jin came back to his senses, looked at the coffee table, went back to the chair beside the bed, sat down, opened the jewelry box in his hand and put it on the bed, and then looked at Fu Rong. The meaning was self-evident. He would not abruptly tonight, but wanted to get closer to her. If she wanted to know what was in the box, she had to sit over and look at it.

The man sat down like an old monk. Fu Rong looked at him for a moment, and finally couldn't help but feel curious. He bit his lip and walked towards the bed. Seeing that he was about to see the things in the box, Xu Jin reached out to cover it again, with such a big hand, tightly not leaking the gap. Fu Rong stopped angry and stared at him and said, "Forget it, the prince doesn't want it, I don't want it yet!"

Xu Jin raised his eyebrows, and the phoenix eyes seemed to see through her thoughts: "Don't you really want it?"

Fu Rong wanted it, but he didn't want to be fooled by him, so he turned around and wanted to leave.

Xu Jin quickly got up and stopped her, lowered his head and said, "Stop making trouble, I just want to get closer to you, and I will never touch you tonight."

Fu Rong didn't believe it, looked at his boots and asked, "What if you touch it?"

"This..." Xu Jin thought about it seriously, and when she saw her little hand pulling her cuffs, she couldn't help but smile and said, "If you touch it, I'll ask me to fall off the wall when I climbed over the wall. OK?"

Fu Rong gently "sniffed" him and walked quickly towards the bed.

It is a box of pearl beads the size of soybeans, which are bright and transparent in the light and the waves flow.

Fu Rong was stunned, sat on the bed, held the jewelry box on his knees, and reached out to touch the beads.

Of course there is nothing strange about pearls. Fu Rong has seen them all, but in addition to black and white, the box of pearls given by Xu Jin also has red pearls as hot as fire, blue pearls as blue as the sky, and golden pearls with bright sunshine, five colors mixed together. The light of its own light, the light that meets in the air, is truly colorful.

"There are really pearls of this color?" Fu Rong pinched a blue one and asked Xu Jin in disbelief.

Xu Jin had already sat on the chair and looked at her with a smile: "There are all kinds of wonders in the world." With a beauty like her, she naturally has a pearl worthy of her.

He stared at her bright face with a bright look, but Fu Rong refused to give it to him at all. He touched the pearls one by one and couldn't let go of them.

Xu Jin stared at her for as long as she looked at the pearl.

Xu Jin tasted it and took out the colorful silk thread that had been prepared from his arms for her: "It's time for the Dragon Boat Festival, you can make me a long-lived thread."

Fu Rong was reluctant to part the pearls, and while covering the jewelry box, he said angrily, "What are the long-lived threads of a big man wearing? It's a joke when someone saw it." They are all worn by children and girls, so no man wears colorful silk on his wrists.

Xu Jin saw her stinginess and couldn't help laughing and crying: "You can't bear to share five of this box? Don't hide it. The night is getting dark. You can make one for me quickly. I'll leave immediately. I will wear it when I go to bed. Keep it in close proximity during the day, so don't worry about being seen."

He insisted repeatedly, but Fu Rong couldn't say that he reluctantly picked out five beads and put them on the bed, then lowered his head to weave colorful silk for him, which is the so-called long-lived lock.

Her fingers were slender and fair, her nails were light pink, and she made colorful silk to make her moves skillfully and beautifully. Xu Jin began to stare at her hands and slowly looked up.

Under the green gauze tent, the little girl looked serious and well-behaved and quiet, because her long hair was tied around her head. At this time, when she lowered her head, a beautiful and gentle curve was bent from the back of her neck. Then a large piece of jade white made people want to leave something on it, and even wanted to follow her neck to peek at the place covered by clothes.

The brocade tent is gentle, rising and falling with the wind. The daughter is delicate and tender, and her fingers are round.

Xu Jin couldn't help but feel in love, so he held her hand and promised: "Dani, I will definitely treat you well after we get married."

Fu Rong's struggled paused, his eyes retracted from his face, and he whispered: "You ask me to make it up first..."

Xu Jin smiled and let go of his hand. When Fu Rong finished weaving it, he stretched out his hand with a thick face, raised his sleeve and said, "Put it on for me."

His wrists were as thin and white as the back of his hand, and there was another kind of power in the beauty. Fu Rong took a look at him more and then gently helped him.

"Don't you have to say a few auspicious words when you tie the long life lock?" Feeling her gentle movements, Xu Jin gently reminded.
Chapter completed!