Only this green, not disappointing the spring

Zhang Jiaojiao also came to say goodbye.

Nowadays, the health club is doing very well in Beijing and has become the most frequented place for the wives and daughters of officials in Beijing. In addition, the free clinics and free health classes twice a month have made the reputation of the health club even more respected.

Zhang Jiaojiao was so happy with her business that she didn't want to leave. But her mother kept sending her letters home, which expressed her longing and worry, making her feel uneasy.

With no other choice, I had to go back and stay with my family for a while.

Nan Rongyuanzhi sent the kids to play together, and he and Xuanyuan Yan went into the study.

When there were only two people left in the study, Nan Rongyuanzhi said bluntly:

"Show me your legs. As long as you haven't messed with them, they should be fine now."

Xuanyuan Yan agreed very readily. He lifted up his shirt and rolled up his shorts to reveal his strong and overly white right leg.

There were no scars at this time, and it had long since recovered to its original smoothness.

Nan Rongyuanzhi couldn't help but raise his eyebrows after reading it, and said teasingly:

"I didn't expect you to care so much about your appearance that you don't even have a single scar. Are you using the Jade Beauty Cream as a moisturizer?

What a waste of natural resources! "

He snorted, flicked his sleeves and sat back in his chair.

Xuanyuan Yan was a little amused and helpless. Could he say that ever since the little girl knew the true purpose of the Jade Beauty Regenerating Cream, she no longer wanted to use it and instead smeared it all on his legs?

The girl felt so sorry for him that he had to take the blame. So he smiled and explained:

"It is precisely because of the miraculous effect of the ointment you prepared that my scar was able to be eliminated so thoroughly. Thank you, uncle."

He bowed and saluted, his attitude was upright and sincere. Seeing this, Nan Rongyuanzhi didn't know what to say. He drank a sip of tea and frowned, saying:

"Why is this tea so bitter? Ask Qingyue to make me a cup of Shuiyunjian drink.

Humph, that girl is such a heartless person! I have been in the capital for so long, and I have never seen her show respect to me!"

Before he finished speaking, he heard a knock on the door, accompanied by the dissatisfied voice of the little girl:

"Grandpa Nanrong, I knew you would say bad things about me behind my back. If I had known that, I wouldn't have worked so hard and rushed to make delicious food for you."

Xuanyuan Yan opened the door himself, and saw the little girl pouting and walking in angrily with a tray full of food.

The tray looked very heavy, so he took it quickly.

"Why don't you let Bingling and the others help carry such a heavy thing? The maids live more comfortably than their masters, so what's the point of having them?"

Bing Ling, who was forced to stay by Shangguan Qingyue and let Zhou Xiaonan feel her pulse, couldn't help but sneeze.

Zhou Xiaonan, who was concentrating on taking the patient's pulse, was startled. She looked around. Although they were in the pavilion, the sun was shining brightly, the weather was warm and comfortable, and there was no wind. The sneeze was really inexplicable.

So he asked with a smile:

"Did Sister Bingling do something wrong and was criticized by the Third Prince or my sister behind her back?"

Bing Ling sighed softly, as if she had expected this to happen, and said helplessly:

"The young lady carried so many things to His Highness's study. His Highness must have felt very distressed after seeing this."

As for the unfinished words at the end, Zhou Xiaonan had already thought of them without her having to say them. She said with a grin:

"My sister is always like this. She doesn't like to delegate many things to others. I think she will explain it clearly to Your Highness."

Zhang Jiaojiao swallowed the sweet cake in her mouth, drank a sip of tea, and then said leisurely:

"Ah, Sister Qingyue is so lucky to have met someone who cares and loves her so much. But... why hasn't His Royal Highness the Third Prince mentioned their engagement yet?"

When this matter was mentioned, even the little stone who was only responsible for eating and drinking became interested. The three little ones looked at Bing Ling at the same time, after all, she was the one who knew the most among the people present.

Suddenly being stared at closely, Bing Ling, who was a secret guard, began to feel uncomfortable all over.

Her originally cold and even somewhat wooden face gradually showed some expression. She racked her brains to explain for her, no, her former master:

"Well, that, maybe the time has not come yet. Anyway, His Highness has been making careful plans to get engaged to the girl.

After all...it is difficult for a royal family to decide their marriage by themselves."

Shangguan Qingyue was chased out by Nan Rongyuanzhi soon after she delivered the food. She wanted to eavesdrop at the door for a while, but was discovered by the old man, who took off one of his shoes and smashed it against the door.

After stroking her frightened little heart, she walked back scratching her head in embarrassment.

Xuanyuan Yan in the room glanced at his uncle who was wolfing down a plate of pastries with some dissatisfaction, walked to the door resignedly and picked up the shoe.

"Uncle, please eat less. Qingqing said that eating too much sweets is bad for your health. The amount you eat in one meal is as much as I eat in seven or eight days."

Unconsciously, there was a hint of grievance in his tone, and Nan Rongyuanzhi couldn't help but tremble his beard when he heard it.

He slammed the spoon in his hand on the table with a 'smack' sound, and said with wide eyes:

"How dare you feel wronged, kid? This girl's face has turned red from serving you, and you still say you can't have any?"

Nan Rongyuanzhi felt very sad when he thought that he would not be able to eat Shuiyunjian's desserts for several months.

Alas, I didn't expect that at his age, he would suddenly become greedy for food one day, and the kind that can't stop!

After hearing what he said, Xuanyuan Yan's mood immediately changed from gloomy to cheerful, and even a smile appeared in the corners of his eyebrows and eyes.

He put the shoe on the old man in a good mood, and then asked:

"What does Uncle want to talk to me about today? Even Qingqing has to avoid him."

When this matter was mentioned, Nan Rongyuanzhi couldn't help but frowned and said seriously:

"Changqing, have you really given up?"

His words were incoherent, but Xuanyuan Yan understood them immediately. Without any hesitation, he immediately replied firmly:

"Yes, I no longer have that thought. Now, I just want to live a simple and happy life with Qingqing."

Nan Rongyuanzhi drank the hot tea sip after sip until the sweetness in his mouth was completely replaced by bitterness and then he put down the teacup.

He said with some worry:

"Are you ready? Your mother is not the type to let things go easily. If you really piss her off, Qingyue will suffer as well.

And your grandfather has been planning for so many years, he will never give up easily. And then there is the emperor, do you have the confidence to let him agree to your marriage with Qingyue girl?"

The three people he mentioned are like three unshakable mountains. You can imagine how difficult it is for this child.

But Xuanyuan Yan smiled and shook his head.

"Uncle, you are worrying too much. As long as we get the emperor's consent, the rest will be easy. As for how to get the emperor's consent, it is actually not difficult."

"how do I say this?"

Nan Rongyuanzhi devoted himself to medical research and avoided all kinds of intrigues and schemes, let alone asking him for help and advice.

Although he saw everything, he could not help at all except worrying.

Xuanyuan Yan smiled calmly:

"I just need to convince my father that I have no intention of taking the throne. I have already mentioned this to him, and I just need to wait for the right time.

When everything is settled, I will get what I want.”

Nan Rongyuanzhi felt a headache when he heard all these twists and turns, but seeing that his nephew and grandson already knew what was going on, he was too lazy to ask any more questions.

"Okay, since you have already made a plan, I won't worry about it. Just one thing, I must not let Qingyue get hurt in the slightest."

"Qingqing is my life, uncle, don't worry."

Nan Rongyuanzhi was stunned for a long time by this sentence. He did not expect that the child would say such harsh words.

After he recovered from his shock, he stood up and walked out.

"Let's go and chat with those kids. You've taken good care of the yard. It's very pleasing to the eye."

It is the season when flowers are in full bloom, and especially under Shangguan Qingyue's careful care, there are clusters of flowers everywhere.

Everyone unanimously decided to have lunch in the pavilion, and they ate the Eight Treasure Soup which has been very popular among people in Beijing recently.

Nan Rongyuanzhi enthusiastically followed the children to the glass room and personally picked a large basket of his favorite vegetables.

The people in the kitchen washed the food and served it directly to the table. The meal was filled with laughter and both the host and the guests enjoyed themselves very much.

Before leaving, Shangguan Qingyue prepared a whole carriage full of things for the group, all of which were food and daily necessities for the journey.

Nan Rongyuanzhi was holding a five or six kilogram sweet biscuit, smiling from ear to ear. This biscuit was a new food in Shuiyunjian, and it was the only one in the shop that could be taken away.

In a good mood, he took out five or six bottles of Yurong Regenerating Cream and handed them to Shangguan Qingyue, saying with a smile:

"Qingyue, just use it as a hand cream. Don't ruin your hands by studying food all day long!"

Xuanyuan Yan: ...