When Yu Zhi was packing things, he picked up several pieces of fabric, depending on the color, some were for her, some were for the cub, and some were for her father.

  Dear princess, what misunderstanding is this about her? She is good at kung fu, and she can calculate her accounts smoothly, but that doesn't mean she is also good at needlework! She really didn't light up this skill, so far she can barely sew a sachet for a little boy.

  Make clothes? Forget it in this life!

  Yu Zhi put the fabric aside, ready to take it back to Ancheng for Pomegranate and Lianwu to make. It's been a while since she came out, I don't know if they are okay? Is there anything going on at home and in the shop? Yu Zhi wondered if it was time to go back.

  Following her, the Fifth Prince sent people to do things twice in the Northwest, brushing up slogans, distributing leaflets, making up a lotus fall, asking little beggars to sing around, and even rehearsing a new play. Of course, you can't play the role of King Zhenbei collaborating with the enemy and treason, insinuating, insinuating, understand?

   Pretending to be about a certain dignitary of a certain dynasty, but everyone knows that it is the king of Zhenbei.

  According to the news that came back, the effect is very good. The people in the northwest all knew the true face of King Zhenbei, but they dared not be angry or speak out, even if they were angry, they only dared to do so in private. There are too many spies in the Zhenbei Prince's Mansion, and whoever they hear complains will be thrown into prison immediately.

  In just ten days, they not only arrested many people, but also killed many people.

  Is the mouth of the people so easy to ban? On the surface, the current Northwest seems to be calm, but in fact, there are undercurrents surging, like an active volcano, which may erupt soon.

Early in the morning, Yu Zhi opened the window and was surprised to find a bouquet of wild flowers on the window sill, red, yellow, white, pink, blue, large, small, single, and bunches. ...the petals are still covered with dew, and the outside is wrapped with leaves of plants that I don't know. The long, thin, green leaves are set against the wild flowers of various colors, which is quite beautiful.

  Yu Zhi leaned closer and smelled it, and there was a faint fragrance.

Opening the window to see flowers, a good day begins with receiving flowers. Yu Zhi was in a very happy mood, and went to Huotouying to find a free jar, put the whole bouquet of flowers in it, and put it on the table. Hey, the room is bright three points.

  As for the person who sent the flowers, Yu Zhi probably thinks it is some soldier. The hemostatic powder she helped prepare in the army saved the lives of so many soldiers, they were grateful, and it was normal for them to send her a bouquet of flowers.

  Before she received bamboo flutes and small bamboo benches, they were very handcrafted.

  Yu Zhi was happy, but Wen Jiuxiao couldn't sit still any longer. He lifted the little boy by the back, dropped the sentence "teach the child to read" and carried him away.

  The little brat stared at his lower legs hanging in the air, and stretched out his little hands unwillingly in his mother's direction, "Mother, help me."

  Wen Jiuxiao's speed was too fast, before Yu Zhi could recover, he had already left the yard. Yu Zhi shrugged his shoulders as the little brat cried out for help, what could help? This baby will yell! It doesn't matter if you study or not, can she stop the relationship between father and son?

  Wen Jiuxiao took the little boy to his room and put him down.

  As soon as the little boy was freed, he immediately ran out on short legs. Before he could take two steps, his father grabbed him by the collar again.

   "Bad!" The little boy struggled and complained loudly.

  Wen Jiuxiao put him on the table, staring at him coldly.

  The table was a bit high, and the little boy thought that his mother was not there, his big eyes flickered twice, and he kept his mouth shut.

   "Didn't you say that she likes others to give her flowers?" Wen Jiuxiao asked the boy, why didn't she smile softly at him when he gave her flowers, and call him the third master delicately?

  Oh, it turns out that the bouquet of flowers was sent by Wen Jiuxiao, and it was an idea given to him by the brat.

  The little boy blinked his innocent eyes, "Yes, Mother likes flowers the most. If I give her flowers, she will be happy."

  Wen Jiuxiao didn't hear the phrase "Third Master is so kind", and was very suspicious of the little boy's words at the moment, "Aren't you lying?"

"Hmph, I don't. Mother said that lying is not a good boy. I am a good boy, so I won't lie." The boy was very unconvinced, and his brows were frowned. "Is it because the flowers you sent are not good-looking? like?"

   "Impossible!" Wen Jiuxiao denied it straight away, he picked flowers according to the flowers in her garden, and found all the colors, which took him a lot of effort. The little purple wildflowers grew in the crevices of the rocks, or at the bottom of the mountain stream, and he only picked them by pulling the rope.

   "Then try flower garlands tomorrow! Little girls like flower garlands." The little brat actively proposed ideas.

  Wen Jiuxiao thought about it, but there was no other good way, so let's try.

  So Yu Zhi received a beautiful wreath every morning for the next few days. Oh, the little brothers in the army are so enthusiastic and romantic. She placed the garland beside the bunch of flowers, and every time she saw it, she was in a good mood.

  Wen Jiuxiao couldn't help it anymore, and asked her: "Is the garland beautiful? Do you like it?"

   "I like it!" Yu Zhi couldn't help showing a smile on his face, it must be too skillful to be able to weave the wreath so uniquely!

  Why didn't you like it at all? Even if you don't thank him, can't you just smile at him? Wen Jiuxiao felt aggrieved, and put his hands under Yu Zhi's eyelids. In order to practice weaving beautiful wreaths, his hands were stained with the juice of flowers and plants, and he couldn't even wash them clean.

  Yu Zhi's heart skipped a beat, and he became vigilant. What is this man up to? Do you want to convulse again and let her appreciate his hands? As soon as I looked up to meet the wronged expression on his face, I couldn't help but blurted out, "Did you send the wreath?"

   "There are still flowers." Wen Jiuxiao nodded expressionlessly, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, waiting for Yu Zhi's gentle words.

  Seeing Yu Zhi looking at him suspiciously, Wen Jiuxiao immediately became angry, "What kind of eyes do you have?" He didn't believe him!

   "Isn't he surprised?" Yu Zhi regained his composure and quickly comforted him, "I just didn't expect to receive the flowers from the third master. I am so flattered. Thank you, the third master, it is so kind!"

  Yu Zhi smiled sweetly, her eyes were shining, my God! The sun came out from the west, and the reserved and staid Third Master Wen would actually send her flowers? When did he get through this tendon?

  Yu Zhi felt that this behavior was very worthy of encouragement. She stretched out her hand and grabbed Wen Jiuxiao's sleeve, shaking it like a delicate flower in the wind, "Why is the third master so nice?"

  That voice was so sweet that Jiuxiao's heart trembled. He glanced at her reservedly, with disgust in his mouth, "Such a small thing is worthy of your being moved like this? It's worthless! If you like it, I will give it to you every day from now on." The corners of his mouth became wider and wider.

  Yu Zhi looked at the duplicity of Wen Jiuxiao, and secretly smiled in his heart, but his face was very well-behaved, "The third master is the best in the world!"

   Wen Jiuxiao raised his head slightly, feeling complacent. Isn't he the number one in the world? Where can I find someone who treats her so well? This woman should be content.