I Own a Garden with One Hundred Herbs

A carriage was driving on a forest road, pulled by two horses, without a driver. And the place where the coachman should have been, was a sea dongqing.

According to Hai Dongqing's urination, she was supposed to live in the carriage, so she was wobbly and uncomfortable. But obviously, its owner didn't want to be disturbed by the rare two-person world, so it was ruthlessly kicked out.

In the carriage, Zhe Yu pillowed on his daughter-in-law's lap, sleeping lightly.

It's called sleep recovery, but with a beauty by your side, how can you fall asleep.

He squeezed her fingers for a while, and scratched her palm for a while, all kinds of small movements continued.

Baicaoshi was helpless by him, "Don't sleep anymore? Then confess and be lenient."

As for the reason why he came to Yanjing, he hasn't mentioned a word yet. Baicaoshi had a vague guess, "What are you doing in Yanjing?"

Zhe Yu got up and hooked his fingers towards his daughter-in-law, "Come here with your ears."

"There are no outsiders here, so to speak."

If the daughter-in-law is not just me, then I will be the daughter-in-law. Zhe Yu leaned over by himself, breathed hot air in her ear and said, "Shishi, the culprit who caused your parents to separate for eighteen years and almost killed you and Xiaoshu, I killed him."

This is such an important and serious matter that he said it lightly.

And Baicaoshi's heart seemed to be hit hard by something.

He worked so hard, without sleep, just to avenge her.

After finishing all this, he ransacked the Royal Treasure Garden again regardless of his fatigue. Although he only took two plants of grass, Baicaoshi has no doubt that if he has extra hands, he can afford more, and he will definitely loot the rare garden.

Because she likes it and she needs it, he offered it to her with both hands.

Baicaoshi's tears welled up unsatisfactorily.

Zhe Yu felt her emotions, and caressed her face with both hands, "Don't cry, you should be happy. From now on, you can celebrate your real birthday, and you can still receive gifts on your birthday."

Because when Baicaoshi was born, a vision fell from the sky, and then Baili was hunted down again. Although she didn't know why, but for the sake of safety, she never celebrated her daughter or son's birthday again, and the day she mentioned to others was also the same. Incorrect.

All Oriha hopes is that she can celebrate her birthday like ordinary people.

"Yu Bao, why are you so nice to me?" Baicaoshi buried her head in Zhe Yu's arms and cried.

The worries of the past few days and the joy at this moment have intertwined into the most real emotion, which is crying.

Zhe Yu stroked her long crow-blue hair, "Fool, I am your husband-in-law, and I am good to my wife, isn't that just right and proper?"

Listening to her heart-warming words, Baicaoshi cried even harder.

Zhe Yu held her face up, wiped away her tears, and took advantage of the situation to kiss her shut.

She finally stopped crying and showed her tenderness to him without reservation.

Zhe Yu's hand landed on her button.

"Yubao, during the day." The carriage was still driving, she couldn't bear it after all.

Zhe Yu held her in his arms again, and said solemnly: "If I remember correctly, there is a river in front of me. I have been lurking for the past few days, waiting for an opportunity. It's time to wash up. You accompany me."

Baicao Poetry: "..."

Xianggong is really good at it, how can he break it?

But how could she bear to refuse? He had already worked so hard.

They didn't stay in an inn that night, but stayed in a carriage.

The stars are brilliant, and the night sky is deep. Under the light of the bonfire, overlapping shadows were cast on the carriage, the heat of Sisi faded away, and the night wind was very gentle.

Huang Lu listened intently, the trembling carriage was like an actor's song, harmoniously blending with each other.