Mingruo put a few pieces of furniture into the space and placed it in the bamboo house. Then, he took out the corn harvested in the space.

"These are the seeds from the half basket, what is the income from sowing?" Si Haochen was quite concerned about farming, and the corn yield was completely beyond his expectations.

"Yes." Ming Ruo pushed the corn skin apart, took it to Si Haochen, and signaled him to hang it on the beam of the roof.

"Just make a few to demonstrate, and leave the others to the secret guards." Si Haochen stopped Mingruo from continuing to peel corn.

"Okay." Mingruo has done enough farm work these days and is happy to be idle.

"I have harvested so much corn, thank you so much for your hard work." Si Haochen hugged Mingruo to the platform outside to see the scenery.

Mingruo saw the roofs lined up under his feet, and the emperor was so prosperous. Going further apart, there was a large-scale palace.

Mingruo pointed to an extremely tall building in the distance and asked, "Where is that place?"

"Lanyue Tower is the place where the national master lives and practices." Si Haochen replied.

"National Master? I don't seem to have seen it at a palace banquet." The position of national master is very noble and should be qualified to attend the palace banquet.

"The national teacher usually goes to seclusion and practices, ignores ordinary things, and will not attend palace banquets."

"Don't he observes the astrological signs every night and tell the emperor how the astronomy is?"

"What you said is done well by the Imperial Heaven China Commission, and there is no need to work for the National Normal University." Si Haochen shaved Mingruo's nose.

"What is the national teacher used for?" Ming Ruo was very curious about the national teacher's work.

"Only if you have a premonition that the earth dragon turns over and the flood breaks the dam, the national teacher will come forward to give some advice."

"Wow, the national teacher is so powerful." It's hard to predict earthquakes with modern instruments. This national teacher can actually do it, "It sounds much better than the snow girl in Beichi."

"Don't be rude to the national teacher. The national teacher has real skills." Si Haochen originally didn't believe in the national teacher very much, but when he had an accident before, the national teacher calculated the time of burial and specifically instructed Bai Shen not to nail the coffin to open the lid after entering the underground palace, so that there would be room for a turnaround.

Afterwards, he met Ming Ruo and really came back to life.

"Okay." Mingruo had never met the National Master, so he was not easy to make a conclusion on whether he had the real ability.

The weather is getting warmer day by day, and the twelve flower letters and chest-like skirts designed by Mingruo are officially pre-sale in Yunzhuang Building. Diamond members can get a set of flower letter-themed dresses for free. Looking at the 700 taels sets, the princess gave out more than 30 sets at the order, and Manager Wu's heart was bleeding.

Fortunately, the princess asked to draw a poster wearing a flower-shin skirt in the Flower Festival and posted it outside the store. Many ladies and ladies felt that if there was no flower-shin skirt, they would not be able to celebrate the festival. For a moment, the dress orders were full. In addition to the Twelve Flower-shin skirt, there were also Twelve Flower-shin silk squids and hairpins, which provided more choices for customers with different consumption levels.

Three days before the Flower Festival, Mingruo received an invitation from the queen to enjoy the red. The incident between Princess Lanyang and Prince Bo of Dongping had happened before. The queen was a little disgusted with Li Tang Jianxue. This year's red flower appreciation meeting was held in the imperial garden of the palace.

Mingruo didn't plan to go, but the three aunts of the Duke's Mansion invited her to go with her. Mingruo thought that Concubine Xian wanted her to enter the palace to ask for Ping'an's meridian, so he agreed to go with her.

On the 12th day of February, after Mingruo woke up, he stayed in bed and refused to get up.

"Princess, aren't you going to the queen's Red Piao Butterfly Appreciation today?" Zi Su saw that it was getting late, so she had to come and urge her.

"Yes." Ming Ruo turned over and buried his head in the quilt.

Si Haochen got up early and finished practicing martial arts. He took a bath and changed his clothes in Tangchi Hall. When he returned to the bedroom, he met the little princess who was staying on the bed.

"Don't call anymore. Send a letter to the Duke's Mansion and say that the princess will not go." Si Haochen waved to Zi Su.

"Yes, Prince." Zi Su responded and planned to pass the message.

Ming Ruo crawled out of the quilt with a resentment: "Who said I won't go!"

"I thanked my beloved concubine last night, so I should have had a little more sleep." Si Haochen said while sitting down on the edge of the bed.

When Zi Su heard the prince's words, she couldn't help but blush, lowered her head and prepared the hot water for the princess to wash and wear it for the Butterfly Puffing Club.

"You, you..." Ming Ruo pointed at Si Haochen, "What kind of words are you talking about? It made Zi Su misunderstand!"

"Is this wrong? I broke so much corn out last night, isn't my beloved concubine tired?" Si Haochen leaned into Mingruo's ear and whispered, "I have a way to make her not misunderstand you."

"What's the solution?" Seeing the cunning smile on the corner of Si Haochen's lips, Ming Ruo realized that he might have fallen into the pit and hurriedly said, "Don't say it, I don't want to know!"

"Haha." Si Haochen pinched Mingruo's smooth cheeks, "It seems that my beloved concubine also thought of this good idea. We should immediately perform the ritual of Duke Zhou, which is not a misunderstanding."

"You disciple, you actually want to attack the child!" Mingruo grabbed the pillow and smashed it at Si Haochen.

Si Haochen took the pillow that hit him and said seriously: "You have been in the hairpin for two years, how could you be a child?"

According to the age of ancient times, she is really not a child. But now she is only 17 years old and she is indeed a minor. Alas...

If the reason doesn't make sense, I can only mess around: "Didn't we agree that we are all three years old now?"

Well, Your Highness Prince Yun really forgot about this. The princess is so immersed in the play. If she doesn't admit it now, she may have to be "seven-year-old different seats" at night...

After a fierce ideological struggle, Si Haochen had to compromise: "What my beloved concubine said is very true. I am confused. You are still a baby!"

"Ha!" Ming Ruo was stunned for a moment. If he hadn't said this to Xiao Tuanzi, Si Haochen's words, "You are still a baby", Ming Ruo would have doubted who was the one who came here.

"Do you need this king to help the baby change clothes?" Si Haochen looked at Ming Ruo with a smile.

"No need!" Ming Ruo stroked the goose bumps that appeared on his arm and jumped out of the bed.

Mingruo washed up, and after breakfast, he got on the carriage and headed towards the palace.

By the time of Mingruo, many ladies and ladies had already come to the Imperial Garden. The colorful papers were carried on poems related to "flowers" and hung them all over the branches among the flowers.

Mingruo wore a plum blossom-style chest-length skirt, with a light red double-breasted shirt on the upper body and a moon-white soft gauze stacked, which is elegant and playful. The three-dimensional embroidered plum blossom pattern on the hem is even more refreshing.

Among the noble girls who came to enjoy the red today, there were also several wearing chest-length skirts. When the queen saw it, she thought the style of the dress was very unique. But when she saw Mingruo's outfit that looked like a plum blossom fairy, she immediately felt that the phoenix robe on her body was no longer fragrant...
Chapter completed!