Qing Dynasty: Pampering The Queen

"Don't!" Mu Jin hurriedly pulled him back, her face was slightly twisted, and she leaned close to his ear and said in a low voice: "Master's tree-climbing hands are dirty, who peeled the persimmon skin for this slave! Master!" I’m going to hurt my slave for a while today, how about peeling the persimmons for my slave?”

Fourth master's heart moved, this - this is true.

Thinking about it this way, I didn't feel so disgusted and cared about it, since the persimmons wouldn't get into Jin'er's hands anyway.

Seeing that although the fourth master remained silent, his insistence on climbing up the tree clearly relaxed, Mu Jin smiled sweetly, rolled his eyes, and affectionately pulled the fourth master back to the side.

Wei Feng cleverly climbed the tree himself.

Originally, he was not needed for this kind of thing, but now, whoever robs him is in a hurry.

There can't be any more moths!

Otherwise, if the master wants to climb the tree again, it will really scare people to death

Seeing this, Fourth Master still did not forget to warn: "Be careful, don't break the skin of the persimmon!"

Wei Feng, who had just climbed to the first big tree branch, almost fell off without his hands.

"Yes, master!" Wei Feng smiled forcedly.

When he heard half of the conversation, he thought that the master was telling him to be careful not to fall, and he was still warmly touched, but who knew that just as he moved his head, he was poured cold water into his heart?

heartbroken

Commander Wei probably never dreamed that one day he would need to climb trees to pick persimmons himself.

In particular, seeing all the guards looking up at him with their arms folded and looking up with great interest, Commander Wei became even more depressed, wishing to pick a few and throw them on their heads.

You bastards are getting more courageous, dare to watch his excitement, wait until you go back to the house to see how he cleans them up!

The real deal!

Commander Wei picked a dozen or so of the best-looking, most flawless, bright and pure ones, carefully packed them in the bag, fearing that the skin would be squeezed, and carefully lowered them from the tree.

Su Peisheng cleverly took the bag, held it in front of fourth master and Mu Jin with both hands, and said with a smile on his face, "Master, side Fujin, the persimmons are picked."

Mu Jin smiled, and was about to pick it up when fourth master held her hand, "Don't touch it, master. The newly picked fruit is too cold, don't freeze your hands."

Mu Jin felt sweet in her heart, and looked at Fourth Master with a sweet smile: "Okay!"

The fourth master smiled and took one: "It looks pretty good, there is no flaw at all, it's windy here, shall we go back to Zhuangzi and eat again?"

"Okay, let's go back now!"

"it is good!"

The fourth master smiled, carefully put the persimmon back, and took Jin'er's hand to return the same way.

Su Peisheng carefully followed with a pack of persimmons in his hand, thinking that Mu Caifujin hadn't picked the fruit himself in the orchard two days ago? Why didn't the master say that the fruit was too cold for fear of icing her hands? this is really strange

It's getting harder and harder to guess the master's mind!

This can't keep up with the mind of the master, it affects the quality of business too much! He has to find a way to keep up!

So, could it be that he hasn't replenished his brain enough? Do you want to continue eating pig brains? I'm tired of steamed ones, why don't you try braised ones next time? Stir fry? Fried?

All the guards breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that these are just a few persimmon trees, and see what happened.

Fortunately, the master did not insist on climbing the tree after listening to Mu Fangfujin's words, otherwise they might not be able to calm down their heartbeats at this moment