Chapter 763 Family Dinner

Zhao Changhe had not been playing the qin for long, and he only knew a few music scores. Most of them were exercises he had learned in Gusu. He had learned Feng Qiu Huang specifically for Tang Wanzhuang...

But he still played all the exercises he knew for the little girl. She liked listening to them, and liked music more than Wanzhuang.

After all, her name was Baoqin. She stood there holding her beloved qin every day. If a string broke, it would be like her life.

Even though she had not played many songs, and most of them were simple exercises, Baoqin still listened happily.

What was the fate of a maidservant? It was to satisfy the desires of the son-in-law on behalf of the young lady when she was inconvenient. Baoqin had been mentally prepared for this since she was young, so she would choose people...When the stinky bear was not pleasing to her eyes, she was much more anxious than the young lady, because that meant that she would also have to accompany a rude man who was not pleasing to her eyes.

Later, later, I liked her... But no matter how much I liked her, I never thought I could get much love. Most of the time, the lady was tired one day and took the initiative to ask Baoqin to come. He didn't refuse, and then Baoqin closed his eyes and shyly accepted her... I don't know how many times I have imagined that scene.

I never dreamed that he would hold me in his arms and play my favorite songs one by one, just because she liked it.

He was so busy, there was no need to do these things, and it didn't affect any results.

Baoqin felt that dreams were not so beautiful. Even if he just did it intentionally.

Zhao Changhe did mean it. Although it is natural and reasonable to be a maid in this world, even the person involved thinks that you don't want me, it's resentful, but he really can't treat people as tools and let them sleep with him. But if you say let's not care about that cannibalistic feudal system and you should find your love... then no one is so hypocritical.

All I can do is to make the little girl happy and enjoy the tenderness of the lady.

"Son-in-law..." The sound of the zither stopped, Baoqin leaned softly on him, her eyes full of shyness and joy: "How long can you stay in Beijing this time?"

From "Your Highness" to "Master", it was not what she meant when they met, and this "son-in-law" was the real meaning of the little maid. Asking how long to stay, the meaning is even more obvious.

Zhao Changhe said: "It depends on the current war preparedness. I don't have any idea about it yet, and you probably know more than me."

Baoqin was even happier to hear this.

She handled official documents by Tang Wanzhuang's side every day, and she really understood the situation better than Zhao Changhe. Not to mention the problems of food, grass, and armor, the army training alone has not been completed. Of course, if the Hu cavalry went south at this time, it would be barely possible to pull them out temporarily. The specific time to move would have to wait for Zhao Changhe to come back and discuss it together.

Theoretically speaking, as long as there is no urgent report from the border, it is indeed not that urgent. It is normal to prepare for ten days and a half a month. The research and mass production of storage rings also take time.

Does that mean...

Baoqin stole a glance at Zhao Changhe, but saw that he was distracted. It seemed that his mind was diverted when he mentioned the business. Baoqin sighed secretly in her heart. She was exactly like the young lady. Once the family and the country were in front of her, she would forget what she was holding in her arms. I just hope that the world will be good in the morning, and they can let their horses go to the mountains and leisurely walk under the forest and have a good rest for a few years.

"Son-in-law..."

"Ah?" Zhao Changhe came back to his senses, and the little maid in his arms bit her lower lip: "Do you want to... kiss me?"

Who said that this is the main hall of the Demon Suppression Division just now? This girl is much more proactive than Wanzhuang. Zhao Changhe knew that the little maid was trying to make him relax, so he stopped thinking about those troubles, leaned over and kissed her, and asked with a smile: "Speaking of which, I have never asked where Baoqin's family is from. Was she bought by the Tang family when she was a child?"

"I am a child of the Tang family!" Baoqin was very proud: "My father followed to protect the young lady in his early years. When the young lady was studying in the capital, my father was the leader of the guards. I heard that he often blocked the young lady and made her angry to death."

"Family tradition, right?"

"Hehe, anyway, the young lady watched me grow up. She taught me to read and play the piano since I was a child, just like a real sister. You are not allowed to treat the young lady badly."

"Okay, okay, I get it. Being good to Baoqin is being good to Wanzhuang." Zhao Changhe kissed the little girl's crackling mouth again.

The hand that just played the piano naturally became playing Baoqin.

"Woo woo woo..." Baoqin's sweetness was almost blown away. I asked you to kiss me, not to play me. What does this standard gentle stroking, rubbing, wiping and picking mean...

"Your Highness." There was a dry cough outside the door, and someone knocked on the door gently: "His Majesty has ordered that Your Highness and Miss Baoqin enter the palace for dinner together."

Baoqin was startled and quickly pushed her son-in-law away and jumped off the ground. She gasped for a long time before she reacted and pointed at her nose in surprise: "Me? That demon... His Majesty invited me to dinner?"

Zhao Changhe rubbed her head: "Let's go, family, Chi Chi is really not as lonely as you think."

If it weren't for Chi Chi's indulgence, I might not have dared to pursue your lady at the beginning, let alone you... Although sometimes I can't help being jealous, that's a living person.

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When entering the palace, Zhao Changhe held Baoqin's hand.

The little maid was a little timid. She struggled for a while but couldn't break free. She had to shrink her head and follow behind Zhao Changhe, looking around for fear of being laughed at.

As a result, many people who passed by along the way saw that she was indeed laughing, but it was her aunt's laugh.

Baoqin is old enough, but she has never grown very tall. She usually looks like a little girl who has not grown up. In front of Zhao Changhe's nine-foot tall man, she even has small arms and legs. No matter how she looks, she is being held by a big brother. When the little sister comes out to play, no one can think about other things.

Bao Qin was laughed at for no apparent reason, and it felt like everyone was not laughing at me. What did that expression mean... Is there a flower on my face?

She subconsciously reached out and touched her face, but she forgot that she still had the oil she had just tuned on her hand, and with one swipe, three flowers appeared.

So people smiled even more.

Baoqin didn't understand, so he stopped hiding angrily. He simply took two steps faster and followed Zhao Changhe openly, holding his arm as he walked.

Let’s see you laugh again.

After walking like this, they walked outside the palace gate. Two figures, one red and one white, walked towards her. They both tilted their necks in sync to look at the way she was holding her uncle's arm.

Late Tang Dynasty makeup, Yue Hongling.

Baoqin felt like a little vixen who had been caught and raped by an old lady. Her little face suddenly turned red to the roots of her ears. She quickly threw away her arms and jumped back: "Little, Miss..."

As a result, the arm fell away, and the hand that was being held could not let go. As soon as he jumped back, he was brought back, like an ornament.

Tang Wan and Zhuang Yue Hongling laughed out loud at the same time.

Tang Wanzhuang walked to the other side of Baoqin with a smile, took her other hand, and walked towards the palace shaking her hand: "Little cat, did you eat it secretly?"

Baoqin: "Huh?"

Zhao Changhe smiled and said: "No. How is the research on the ring going?"

Tang Wanzhuang smiled and said: "It's easier than expected. Originally, our thinking was still limited and we always wanted to make a ring. However, the ring is small. Carving a space formation on such a small object is a bit too demanding. I couldn't do it in a hurry. Hong Ling said, why do you need a ring? The ring is for personal convenience. If you want to transport it, it can be made into a small box... It was solved at once, and there were no material requirements. It needs to be as strict as a ring, and our foundation can easily achieve it.”

Zhao Changhe gave Yue Hongling a thumbs up: "Be flexible!"

Yue Hongling smiled and shook her head: "Compared with some of your ideas, it's still far behind."

"How long will it take for mass production?"

"Now Master Yuanxing is organizing the carving formation. As long as the mold is cast, mass production is not difficult. Well...it will take about three days to see the first batch of samples coming out. Let's see then. Sha Qi's side has also been It’s here, and we can arrange to use it in some areas today.”

Baoqin found that no one paid any attention to her secretly eating her uncle. While talking about it, he pulled her into the palace gate from left to right, just like a couple bringing a child to a banquet.

And this banquet... seems to be really a family banquet.

For some reason, a thought came to Baoqin's mind: If we want to divide the tables, how come it feels like His Majesty and Baoqin are sharing the same table?