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Chapter three hundred and thirty second coming and going

In the early morning, at the gate of the palace, Chen Jingliu folded his hands on his waist and waited quietly, with a little displeasure between his eyebrows. Yutang had been standing for too long and had already squatted on the ground. Only Luzhu was still holding a small umbrella to protect his wife from the sun.

Seeing Cao Hua coming back swayingly with a fan, with a grassroots hanging on his lips, and a playboy-like manner, Miss Chen was very dissatisfied. She looked around and saw that there were no outsiders. She quickly ran to her side and stared at Qiu Shui's beautiful eyes and asked:

"Cao Pie, where did you go last night?"

Cao Hua raised his fan to block Chen Jingliu's slightly scorching sunlight, and laughed:

"I tied up a person last night and tortured him for half a night. After that, I met an old acquaintance and had a long talk all night."

When Chen Jingliu heard Cao Hua go out to do business again, she felt a little annoyed in her eyes: "I have sued the emperor for a leave of absence. The government will take care of the cases here. What are you doing?"

That being said, Chen Jingliu, a Diankui company, never asked and did not say a word of complaint.

Just when he walked closer to Cao Hua, Chen Jingliu suddenly frowned slightly, noticed something was wrong, and secretly approached Cao Hua's collar and sleeves and smelled it, his face suddenly became strange:

"Cao Zhei, your old acquaintance, a man and a woman? You have the smell of the signature fragrant powder of Osmanthus. I went shopping with the princess yesterday. The smell was so fragrant that I didn't buy it... I heard that it was all used by women in the tram..."

Cao Hua raised his eyebrows, raised his sleeves and sniffed it. Perhaps it was because he was used to smelling it, but he really didn't notice it.

“Is there any?”

"have."

Chen Jingliu is so smart. He immediately understood what her husband did last night. Now that he is braver, he raised his hand and pounded Cao Hua's chest:

"My husband, you are the prince consort, how can you stay in the brothels and prostitutes' house, where the women are unclean."

Cao Hua was quite helpless and raised his hand to hook her shoulder: "Don't you know what kind of taste I am? He is famous for not being rich and lustful, how could he be attracted to ordinary women..."

Chen Jingliu twisted her shoulders, and the fragrance was everywhere, as if she was being held by a woman, and her face was reluctant: "How could a serious girl do you wear such a fragrant body? You must be hooked by the fox charming boy..."

Talked with a bit of jealousy.

Cao Hua lowered his head and sniffed her dress with a decent look, then frowned:

"How come there is a sour smell?"

Chen Jingliu was stunned. She had been so cute since she was a child that she had sniffed it, but naturally she didn't smell anything.

She quickly reacted and stepped on Cao Hua's shoes: "I'm jealous, why are you? You are the head of the family and don't know the Gu family. Today, Sister Fei'er went back to Qingxi and the princess ran to see you off. I couldn't find you everywhere. I thought you were going out to do a serious business, but I didn't expect to hook up with such a fragrant fox girl. You... you are shameless..."

Cao Hua remembered this. Zhao Fei's hometown is in Qingxi, Muzhou, and it is impossible for him to stay in the palace all the time. Yesterday, the Dragon Boat Festival was about to leave and return home. Shen Yu, as a relative of Zhao Fei, also accompanied him.

However, even if Zhao Fei is a widow, even if he really wants to go out, as his brother-in-law, he doesn't have the reason to send him off. He is a little helpless at the moment:

"Luoer just needs to go and send it. What's going on when I go and send it? What if people think wrong?"

Chen Jingliu gave Cao Hua anger: "My husband, don't talk nonsense. Sister Fei'er has been a widow for many years and abides by etiquette. The last time you sneaked into someone's house was already too hot, but don't be bad-hearted... You are not a vassal king, and you want to marry two princesses alone, don't dream..."

I don’t know what Chen Jingliu means in the last sentence. It seems to be a warning, but it sounds a bit instigated.

It is normal for a widowed princess to remarry. As long as the emperor gives her a marriage, it is legitimate and not a bad habit. But the two princesses have never heard of marrying each other. Miss Chen’s dream is to assist her husband in achieving great achievements. If Cao Hua really strives to make progress and strives for a hereditary king of different surnames, marrying one and two princesses is a good thing to shine the family, and she will not be unacceptable.

If you get a wife like this, what else can your husband ask for?

Cao Hua was deeply moved and laughed: "Then I will work harder."

Chen Jingliu's eyes were slightly condensed: "Are you really interested in Sister Fei'er? Are you still human?"

“….”

Cao Hua opened his mouth and had nothing to say.

----

Outside Hangzhou City, the royal guards surrounded the two princesses to the port and boarded the ship that was about to go to Muzhou. Muzhou, which is now Chun'an, is not too far from Hangzhou. Zhao Fei was hiking with light clothes and only brought a few royal guards. The Black Feather Guard was responsible for protecting the safety of the Zhao royal family, so naturally a bunch of people followed.

Zhao Fei didn't want to mobilize all the people, so she just dressed up as an ordinary lady, just like an ordinary woman returning to her parents' home.

Zhao Tianluo was still wearing a palace dress and held his cousin's hand to remind him: "Sister Fei'er, I heard that Qingxi has not been stable in recent years, so don't stay for too long."

Zhao Fei smiled gently and accidentally looked up at the back, but she didn't know who to look at. She still said softly: "There will definitely be no accident when so many people follow me. I will stay in Qingxi for a while and will come back when you return."

Zhao Tianluo felt sorry for this cousin from the bottom of his heart, sighed softly, tidied up Zhao Fei's dress, and then raised his hand and waved it.

Shen Yu kept standing in the distance, saying goodbye to Su Xiangning reluctantly: "Sister Su, you have to look at the shop well. If you can't sell the goods, go find someone named Cao. He will definitely have a way."

Su Xiangning nodded slightly: "Don't worry, I can sell out the hairpin without relying on Mr. Cao."

"No discounts are allowed! At most, 95% off."

“…How to sell without discount…”

"Look for someone named Cao..."

After a few nagging words, the ship left the shore.

Su Xiangning was embarrassed to say hello to the princess, so she was about to leave secretly. She never thought that as soon as Shen Yu's boat left, a gorgeous pleasure boat approached the shore with the sign of Minglou hanging on it.

Su Xiangning used to go to Bianjing on this boat, but suddenly saw it and was stunned.

On the deck of the pleasure boat, a woman in a thin skirt was looking at the scenery of Hangzhou. The scholars and talents who had been waiting on the shore for a long time began to shout, and they shook their fans and put them close together from a distance.

Zhao Tianluo had just gotten on the carriage and saw Li Shishi standing on the bow of the boat, and suddenly stopped again. She had met Li Shishi at a poetry meeting in Bianjing, and also knew that her younger brother was very much "worshiping" this brothel woman with a beautiful reputation as far as Yang.

I wanted to call her over and say a few polite words, but the other party was just a fair woman. No matter how famous she was, she could not hide the gap in status. It was a bit unreasonable for her to call Li Shishi over, and she would give up after thinking about it.

Li Shishi was helped off the boat by Mrs. Tang, and immediately a group of talented men surrounded him, some of which had been seen in the capital.

Mr. Li has been dealing with these people for many years, and his polite greetings are all in vain, and his words make people feel like spring breeze. Many scholars feel a little rude even when they look at each other, and they can only talk in a graceful manner.
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