Chapter 19: | 【19】

After Xi Xingjiang realized that he was fooled by Xiaodouding.
He wasn't very angry, he thought it was funny while he was funny, and he reached out to grab her little tugging. Lin Feilu noticed it in advance, and quickly took his little head back two steps, fiercely saying, "Don't touch me!"
Xi Xingjiang confidently said: "Who makes your juggling so cute?"
Xiaodouding was actually ashamed, turned her head slightly, but quickly turned around and continued to fierce him: "That's not allowed to touch him!"
Xi Xingjiang was cut to death and surrendered with his hands up: "Well, don't touch it."
He was really struggling to talk to her while standing. The children of Wu Xiu developed fast bones. The child of only twelve or thirteen years old, who was already very tall, took a step forward and squatted down before her.
As soon as Fang squatted down, he smelled the refreshing fragrance of her. Xi Xingjiang glanced, his eyes fell on the bulging little purse around her waist, and he reached out and poked, "What is so fragrant?"
Xiaodouding did not challenge him this time, and replied in a soft and cute voice: "Bai Meihua."
Xi Xingjiang was very interested: "It's enough to make sachets with a small amount of sachets. What do you want to do with so many? It is both unsightly and intrusive."
The young man looked dull, but his thinking was meticulous.
Lin Feilu tilted his head proudly: "I won't tell you!"
As soon as the words fell, Xi Xingjiang sneered, and tore off the small purse in one hand. He said very awkwardly, "If you don't tell me, you won't pay it back."
Lin Feilu rushed to grab it. He laughed and stood up, with his arms raised high, swaying slowly in the air: "Say?"
Xiaodouding seemed to be about to die of anger by him. She stared at him fiercely for a long time, suddenly thought of something, then pouted and complained particularly aggrieved: "Didn't you say that we are friends? How can friends bully friends? ?"
Xi Xingjiang was happy to death: "Now remember that we are friends? Why didn't you say that we were friends when I helped your eldest sister bully me?"
Xiao Dou Ding shook his head, and Xiao Jie also shook his head: "Hey, didn't you forget that just now."
Xi Xingjiang: "..."
Can't stand it, it's so cute. He squatted down, lowered his head to help her tie the purse back to her waist, and asked as he tied it, "Little Douding, what is your name? You didn't tell me last time."
Lin Feilu said: "A lie, you all know that I am the fifth princess, why don't you know my name?"
Xi Xingjiang finished tying his purse, clapped his hands, squatted and looked at her with a smile: "I haven't asked anyone about it. I want to hear you tell me in person."
She snorted, raised her small chin, and then said awkwardly, "My name is Xiaolu."
"Little deer." Xi Xingjiang said twice in his mouth, and rubbed her head with a smile: "What a lovely name."
He glanced at the sky, handed over the slingshot that had just teased her, and said with a smile: "I have to go, this is for you, as our meeting present."
What a straight guy, what kind of gift is this.
Lin Feilu murmured inwardly, but he happily accepted it on the face, and Xi Xingjiang said: "I gave you a meeting gift, what would you give me back?"
She tilted her head for a moment, pursed her lower lip, twisted the little purse and said, "I will use the white plum blossoms to make hand cream. When it's done, I will give you a box."
Xi Xingjiang said strangely: "Hand cream? What is that?"
Xiaodouding is still impatient, with a look of disgust: "Oh, you'll know when the time comes. Go away."
Xi Xingjiang laughed continuously, waved at her, and finally turned and left with strides. Lin Feilu held the slingshot, opened the bowstring with a small hand, and looked at his back with a "biu" sound.
Qingyan was horrified when she saw her, but she admired the little princess even more in her heart.
There seems to be no one she can't handle.
Specializes in the treatment of dudes.
She looked at the little purse and asked curiously: "Princess, what is the hand cream?"
Lin Feilu said as he walked: "A silky paste that can protect the palm of the hand after it is applied to it, and it is not easy to get dry and injured."
Qingyan thought it was amazing: "The princess is really amazing. She knows everything. It's the first time that the slave has heard of this thing."
Lin Feilu smiled: "I see it occasionally in the mother concubine's collection, it's not a new thing."
She used to indulge in handmade DIY for a period of time. She has made all soap and essential oil hand creams by herself and knows the production process. Some materials may be lacking here, but just make a simple version of hand cream and use beeswax to solve the problem.
When he returned to Mingyue Palace, Lin Zhanyuan was standing at the door holding the little rabbit. When he saw her, he got angry: "Sister, don't take me out to play!"
Lin Feilu smiled and calmed him: "My sister is not going to play, but to do business." She took off her purse: "Does the fragrance smell?"
Lin Zhanyuan forgot to be angry in an instant, sniffing his nose and smelling nonstop: "Fragrant!"
Lin Feilu smiled and touched the rabbit in his arms.
After entering the house, she wrote down the materials needed to make the hand cream with pen and ink, and then gave it to Yun You, who asked her to go to the Internal Affairs Office to collect the materials. These are small things that don't matter and should be easy to get.
Then let Qingyan put a basket of silver carbon and sent it to Cuizhuju.
Mingyue Palace now has the shelter of Concubine Xian, and the silver and carbon stock is very rich. It doesn't matter to take some to give away, but Qingyan hesitates to think of who Cuizhu Curie lives. The princess should have a good relationship with the prince, but why should he care about the proton of an enemy country?
It is not a good thing to have a relationship with such a person.
But Lin Feilu’s prestige in Mingyue Palace is heavier than Xiao Lan. Although Qingyan was puzzled, she did not dare to question it. After installing the silver carbon, Lin Feilu put the hand stove he used before in the carbon box. Here, let Qingyan send it along.
It was the first time Qingyan came to Cuizhuju. He was up and down, and stood in front of the closed bamboo door for a long time before she plucked up the courage to knock on the door.
Tiandong was grinding his Royal Highness to practice handwriting with him, and was surprised at the knock on the door.
He doesn't like people visiting.
This place is full of dangers and dangers, and there is no good person. When someone comes, it means that it is not peaceful.
Song Jinglan's pen didn't stop, the ink color left fluent writing on the paper, and his thin lips curled up with a smile, and said leisurely: "We have warm carbon, let's open the door."
Tian Dong ran to open the door in accordance with the words, and a tight-knit court lady stood outside the door, put the carbon box on the ground, said "the silver carbon that the five princesses let the slaves and maids send" and turned and ran. Tiandong tut amazed.
He immediately burned charcoal and moved into the room. The cold room finally warmed up. After Song Jinglan practiced a handwriting, he walked over and stretched his dry and red hands on the stove to bake. Tiandong said uncomfortably, "Your Majesty, the frostbite on your hands is getting more serious. Don't practice swords now. Right?"
Song Jinglan didn't care much: "It's OK."
Tian Dong handed him the small hand stove: "His Royal Highness, this is the hand stove returned by the fifth princess, which is different from ours."
Song Jinglan reached out and took it over to play.
Lin Feilu has used that hand furnace for a long time, and has long been tainted with the light fragrance on her body. Judging from this era, it is already a woman's private property. She didn't have a sense of the times, and Song Jinglan didn't seem to feel that anything was wrong. After adding carbon to Tiandong, he comfortably stuffed it into his cuff.
As the new year approached, the weather was getting colder and colder. Just a few days after Lin Feilu sent Silver Carbon, the first snow of the year fell.
It is cold in the north, and once the snow falls, it will not melt until the beginning of spring next year.
In previous years, the season of falling snow was the hardest in Cuizhuju, burning charcoal was too choking, not burning and cold. Song Kingdom is located in the south, and even if it is not so cold in winter, the two couldn't adapt when they first came to the Dalin Dynasty.
Over the past few years, I have become a little accustomed to it. Fortunately, his highness has been practicing martial arts all the year round. Apart from the frostbite on his hands, there is no major problem. This year, I suddenly had silver carbon to burn, and I could finally live a warm winter. In Tiandong's heart, there was much less grudge against the five princesses.
The same princess who coveted her beautiful beauty, the third princess would only ask her to help her sit here and there, and accompany her to go here and there, and would never give her a little thought.
But the five princesses are different. Since I met, I have never asked my Royal Highness to do anything for her, and send warmth here from time to time.
No, as soon as the snow fell, people came again.
Tiandong opened the door and saw Lin Feilu, his eyes were no longer alert, Lin Feilu smiled, "Where is your Highness?"
Tiandong said: "His Royal Highness is reading in the house."
He is studying again. He is really a hardworking kid.
Lin Feilu followed Tiandong and opened the door to enter. Finally, the room was no longer cold and humid, and there was a hint of temperature. But it’s not warm enough, it’s just temperature. She glanced at it and saw that there were only a few pieces of silver carbon stained in the carbon stove, which would keep warm.
They are saving.
Song Jinglan walked out of the room with a gentle smile on his face: "It's so cold, why are the five princesses here?" He told Tiandong: "Go and add some carbon to the carbon furnace."
Lin Feilu quickly said: "No need, I'll bring something over and leave immediately."
She trot two steps and walked in front of him, took out a rouge box from her sleeve and handed it to him: "This is the hand cream I made. Your Highness can use it."
Song Jinglan looked at the small box, raised his eyebrows a little, took it over and opened it in a calm manner. First, he smelled a delicate fragrance, like the scent of white plum. The box is filled with white soft paste, which looks very delicate.
He asked softly: "Is this the princess did?"
Lin Feilu tilted his head and smiled: "Yes. Last time I saw the frostbite on your Highness's hand. This hand cream has a soft and moist texture and can protect your palms. Your Highness remember to apply it from time to time."
Song Jinglan's cracked fingers trembled faintly.
The little girl in the cloak in front of her brushed off the melted snow from her hood, and waved at him: "Then I'm leaving."
He lowered his eyes and then smiled softly: "Thank you five princesses."
Lin Feilu gave the gift and ran away, ran to the door thinking of something, then turned around and said happily: "By the way, your lord, this is the first snow of this year. I heard that I made a wish on the first snow day, wish It will come true, your Highness, don't forget to make a wish."
Song Jinglan was taken aback, then smiled and nodded: "Okay."
Tiandong sent people outside the courtyard and saw the maid waiting for her outside, and watched the five princesses walk away before locking the door back.
Song Jinglan in the house was studying the box of hand cream.
Sure enough, as she said, the texture is very light and soft, and when it is applied to the wound on the hand, the dryness is reduced a lot.
Tian Dong tut was amazed, and asked: "His Royal Highness, is what the five princesses said is true? Will all wishes come true today?"
After Song Jinglan touched the hand cream, she put the small box in her arms, "You can try it."
Tiandong hurried to the door and made a wish with his hands together, and then turned around and asked him: "His Royal Highness, do you have any wishes? Take advantage of the snow, come to make a wish."
Song Jinglan glanced carelessly at the falling snow sky, her voice was very weak: "My wish does not need to rely on heaven."