Empress, your husband is invincible

It wasn't until the writing was finished that Ling Xuejian realized something was wrong.

With a slightly red face, he raised his hand and wanted to erase the word "Jun".

But a sudden smile appeared in Ye Cheng's eyes, and while pressing her wrist with one hand, he took out the rice paper hidden behind him with the other.

On the plain and clean white rice paper he was holding, there was only the word "Qing" written on it.

In Da Ling's letters, the male is the king and the female is the qing, which is often used for people who love each other.

Seeing the character "Qing" written by Ye Cheng, Ling Xuejian's face turned even redder, almost as if on fire.

Almost without much hesitation, Ling Xuejian raised his hand to snatch the rice paper from Ye Cheng's hand.

Naturally, Ye Cheng couldn't give it to her, so he raised the rice paper in his hand to tease her.

Ling Xuejian's height was considered tall among women, but when facing Ye Cheng, it was not enough to look good.

You need to tiptoe to barely reach Ye Cheng's raised wrist.

While the two were fighting, Ling Xuejian tripped over the desk leg, staggered, and ran straight into Ye Cheng.

A pleasant fragrance hit, and Ye Cheng's pupils shrank suddenly.

Ling Xuejian was also dumbfounded, staring at Ye Cheng with wide-eyed eyes.

She actually kissed Ye Cheng?
Still active?
After being stunned for a long time, Ling Xuejian suddenly came back to his senses, and quickly pulled back.

With a touch of delicate red lips, she said to Ye Cheng shamefully and angrily:

"Ye Cheng, you are so courageous!"

Ye Cheng opened his mouth to speak, but facing Ling Xuejian's flustered eyes and blushing cheeks, he immediately chose to shut up wisely.

Anyway, I took advantage of it, and it's no big deal to be sued by her villain first...

The two looked at each other, and there was an eerie silence in the hall.

At this moment, a cry of hunger suddenly sounded.

"Gollum..."

Ye Cheng lowered his head subconsciously, and glanced at Ling Xuejian's lower abdomen.

Ling Xuejian's face was so red that it was almost bleeding, she pressed her lips tightly, and said nothing.

Ye Cheng wittily put the pot on his body, pointed at the box on the desk, and smiled at Ling Xuejian:
"My stomach is screaming from hunger, do you want to eat something too?"

Ling Xuejian lowered her head and said nothing.

Ye Cheng hurriedly opened the box, put the snacks and gadgets he brought back from the street on the desk one by one, and showed them to Ling Xuejian.

"Candied haws? Sugar people? And rice cakes? Did you bring them back from outside the palace?"

Ling Xuejian's eyes lit up instantly, and hurriedly moved the rice paper on which three poems including "Approaching Wine" were written aside, for fear of getting a trace of food on it.

"You know these?"

Seeing this, Ye Cheng asked subconsciously.

But as soon as the words were out of his mouth, he felt a little regretful.

Asking such a stupid question makes me look a bit stupid...

"I just don't go out of the palace often, and it's not that I don't go out of the palace. Moreover, when I was young, my father often took me out of the palace for night tours."

Ling Xuejian really rolled his eyes at him, and before Ye Cheng could make a move, she took the initiative to take a candied haws.

There was only Ye Cheng in the hall, so Ling Xuejian naturally didn't have to put on the airs of an emperor.

With candied haws in one hand and sugar figurines in the other, he knelt and ate at the desk without any image.

As for the rice cakes, she only tasted one piece, and pushed all of them to Ye Cheng.

Ye Cheng didn't buy too many snacks, and within a short time, most of the snacks went into Ling Xuejian's stomach.

Seeing Ling Xuejian pick up the wind chime and play with it contentedly, completely forgetting the embarrassing episode just now, Ye Cheng couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.

"By the way, you bought these gadgets?"

Seemingly very satisfied with the wind chime, Ling Xuejian raised his hand towards Ye Cheng as a signal.

"Ah."

"Where did you get the money?"

Ling Xuejian just asked, and then laughed.

"I almost forgot, you went to Marquis Wu's Mansion. Why, you cheated Xiao Zhuang Yan again?"

Ye Cheng became anxious immediately, and retorted:

"Borrow! I'm borrowing! How can you say it's a lie?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Ye Cheng suddenly remembered something, stretched out his hand towards Ling Xuejian, and said with a half-smile:

"How can I count you as your disciple? Is it reasonable for a majestic king not to pay disciples?"

Ling Xuejian's face was slightly stiff, and he said in embarrassment:
"You eat, drink, live and wear all in the palace, what kind of salary do you want?
If you really want a salary, then wait until you grow the sweet potatoes. "

Hearing her take the initiative to mention sweet potatoes, Ye Cheng immediately took over the conversation:
"Seriously, I found a glass-making talent.

If all goes well, the first batch of sweet potato seedlings should be born in winter. "

Ling Xuejian was stunned.

Glass?

——She had never heard of this term.

Sweet potato seedlings born in winter?

——Nine days of cold weather, a world of ice and snow, how could it be possible to cultivate any seedlings?

Sensing Ling Xuejian's doubts, Ye Cheng subconsciously wanted to answer, but after much deliberation, he didn't know where to start.

Tell Ling Xuejian about the greenhouse effect and vegetable greenhouses?

She doesn't know what a "greenhouse" is or what a "vegetable greenhouse" is...

After hesitating for a moment, Ye Cheng could only say helplessly:

"Anyway, don't worry about it so much. You just need to set aside a piece of land for me and find some good croppers.

For the rest, when the sweet potato seedlings emerge, I will take you to see them. "

Seeing that he was serious about what he said, Ling Xuejian had no choice but to nod in doubt.

"Huangzhuang has ready-made fertile fields and excellent crop experts, and, before, they also tried to grow sweet potatoes on a small scale."

Ye Cheng frowned and looked at her, reminding:
"Have you forgotten about Beimo robbing grain?"

"Shuanglin hasn't pried open the mouths of those two savages and dug out the person who hooked up with Beimo?"

Ling Xuejian suddenly remembered this and frowned.

Ye Cheng squeezed the space between his brows, and suddenly remembered those people he accidentally rescued at Wansheng Casino today, and suggested:
"How about putting the greenhouse under Zhuangzi in Wuhou Mansion?

Ordinary ambitious people would not suspect that the sweet potatoes were planted in the farm of Marquis Wu. "

Ling Xuejian hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

"Tomorrow, I will explain to Shuanglin that you two will be fully responsible for the sweet potato."

Ling Xuejian's proposal was watertight, and Ye Cheng had nothing to say for a while.

He yawned suddenly, seeing that Ye Cheng had nothing else to do, Ling Xuejian issued an order to evict him.

"It's late at night, if you have nothing else to do, I have to rest.

Tomorrow we have to go to court early, and at the same time we have to receive envoys from various countries.It's okay to be haggard. "

Ye Cheng was taken aback when he heard that.

Envoys from various countries?

Isn't it just the North Desert?

"I don't know if it was negotiated or what.

Beimo in the north, Yaoza in the south, Guifang and Louluo in the west, anyway, except for Guiwo because of the long distance, the envoys of these four countries have already reported to Honglu Temple.

Waiting for the audience tomorrow..."