Although Zhou Shen does not reject the ordinary life of a couple, he is not an ordinary person in the end, and what he carries is not the same as ordinary people.

Their arrival in Lingzhou was just a small episode in the long journey of endless life for Zhou Yan.

Privately, Zhou Shen didn't want her woman to love this kind of life, which would mean that she would never want to return to the life of the prince and noble.

In this way, Zhou Ember will lose her forever and completely.

This is the reason why he is not worried about Ai Concubine coming alone.

Her rejection would make him lose her forever.

Therefore, if you need any rare herbs, you can order the people below to pick them.

If not, buy it at a high price.

If you want to grow medicinal herbs, you are here, and you order your subordinates to plant them.

All of this doesn't have to be done by Aifei herself, all he wants is to cultivate Aifei's aristocratic way of life, which is enough to match him.

"You, you want me to grow herbs here?"

Zhou Shen thought about his thoughts, and then heard Concubine Ai ask like this, he saw her eyes looking at him gently, those apricot eyes implied colorful brilliance, so beautiful that his heart fluctuated, and he almost couldn't control the desire to step forward and hold her little face.

"You can plant whatever you want. It's up to you to decide this piece of land. With a light cough, Zhou Shen suppressed his thoughts.

"When I was in the Jin Palace, there was Yiju, where all my autopsy tools were placed...... Jun Zilin said again.

Zhou Yan was very overwhelmed by her leapfrog thinking, but he agreed to all her requests.

Call Xuewei over and let him listen, and he will do whatever the princess says.

"Can't His Highness help me do it?"

"Huh?"

As soon as Zhou Yan raised his head and touched Jun Zilin's flower-like and delicate gaze, he was puzzled for a while, what did she mean by this?

"Let's clean up together, shall we?"

Jun Zilin inhaled, her voice lowered, and the two little hands on her legs tightened unconsciously.

At first, Zhou Yan didn't understand her words, but when he saw her sincere and frightened appearance, he didn't know why he had always faced this world with a cold and hard attitude, and suddenly his heart softened.

If he is not mistaken, this is the invitation of the concubine to him?

This is her initiative.

For the first time since they lost their son, she took the initiative.

"Okay."

Zhou Shen said in a mellow voice, and the big palm stretched out, fell on her two overlapping small hands, and easily wrapped it, and then ordered someone to transport the things that belonged to the princess from the boat into the house, and he had to clean it up himself.

"Yes."

Xue Wei clenched his fists in response, and when he turned around and walked out, his eyebrows raised high, his eyes full of puzzlement. I don't know what new tricks are being played between the master and the princess.

Especially the princess's things, there are all kinds of things, they are really weird, and they are very numerous.

The owner really has to clean up, but it takes some effort.

Xue Wei took people to pack up the things that had been brought down from the ship, and then brought them to the house.

At this time, another group of people had already brought the mulberry tree with their hands and feet.

There are many mountains and forests in this Lingzhou, but it is difficult to get one or two mulberry trees.

Several of his men immediately dug a pit in the fertile soil and planted the mulberry tree.

At this moment, the mulberry leaves are dense and green, and the trunk is straight and strong.

Three trees were planted, and then the men watered them and stepped aside.

"The mulberry has not fallen, and its Ye Woruo; Yu groaning, no mulberries. Zhou Shen muttered in a low voice, stood with his hands in his hands, looked at the three mulberry trees in front of him, and said lightly, "I didn't expect that the heart at this moment is actually connected with the heart of the ancients." Aifei, do you feel this way too? ”

Jun Zilin: "......", what does this poem mean? Wait until you understand the meaning, and then mention whether it feels good or not.

"Huh?"

Zhou Shen didn't receive an answer from Concubine Ai, and looked back suspiciously.

"Uh, here's the luggage, let's go take a look." Jun Zilin smiled dryly, and pushed her wheelchair to the door of the house on the spot.

"Aifei!"

Zhou Shen hurriedly abandoned the mulberry tree and chased after the wheelchair.

"Aifei, what do you think?" Zhou Yan chased after him and asked directly, but he didn't get half an answer from Jun Zilin.

- What does she think, Ai Concubine? Could it be that she thinks differently than mine?

Zhou Yan pursed his lips in distress, and his face was expressionless. He looked back at the three mulberry trees, and then ordered someone to take another one and plant four directly.

"These three plants are very good, if you plant another one, there will be no fertile soil." Jun Zilin heard his order and suggested.

Zhou Yan had a calm face and said resolutely, "What is the number of three plants, it is good to have four plants, and it is good to form pairs!" "No wonder Concubine Ai refused to confide in that poem, she never wanted to be a pair with him for a long time!

Jun Zilin: "......" What is he thinking, it's just a few mulberry trees, and if he grows mulberries in the future, it's good to be able to satisfy his cravings, what does it have to do with being in pairs?

Fortunately, the luggage was delivered, Jun Zilin asked people to move it down, and she went to check it herself.

It was not convenient for her to sit in a wheelchair, so she turned to look at Zhou Ye.

Zhou Yan was looked at by her twice, and his heart was hot, so he came over, but Jun Zilin pointed to the small pink workbox in front of him and said, "Please help me bring it to Your Highness!" ”

Zhou Yan: "......" thought that Concubine Ai would send a fragrant kiss, but he didn't expect to take the box.

Although he was very disappointed in his heart, King Jin showed that he was bored, because Concubine Ai had said before that he wanted to pack his luggage together. So, then clean it up!

Wave away all the people who are carrying.

King Jin personally stepped out, leaned over to take the exquisitely crafted small box, and put it in Jun Zilin's arms, "What else does Concubine Ai need?" ”

"And that brocade box, the one with the orchid pattern engraved on it."

"Oh, here you go."

When Zhou Yan saw that she wanted it, he gave it to her one by one.

Jun Zilin hugged the orchid pattern brocade box, and then opened the toolbox, Zhou Yan looked inside, but there was everything. There are all kinds of medicine powder bottles, and some miscellaneous things, and there are a few palm-sized slap heads on display.

Seeing this situation, Zhou Yan was also accustomed to it and didn't say anything.

On the contrary, she didn't open the orchid pattern brocade box, but it was a little strange, 'Ai Fei, what's in the brocade box?' ’

"Oh, you don't know yet?"

Jun Zilin was carefully checking the contents of her toolbox to see if there was anything missing.

Leng Buding listened to Zhou Yan ask the brocade box.

She pushed the toolbox to the side, hugged the brocade box with both hands, raised her face, and frowned at Zhou Shen with some wariness.

"What's the matter, could it be that there is still no gold medal in the death-free inside?" Zhou Yan smiled, the first time he saw Concubine Ai so childish. If it weren't for the gold medal of the Holy Lord, it would be nothing.

Jun Zilin shook her head, lowered her eyes again, and said in a low voice, "It's all silver tickets." ”

"Huh?" Zhou Yan was surprised, and looked at the little woman in front of him with a puzzled face, what did she do with the silver ticket so tightly.

Jun Zilin raised her face and saw Zhou Yan's indifferent appearance, she suddenly gritted her teeth and said: "Lord Wang, these silver tickets are mine, you are not allowed to move half of them, not allowed!" ”

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