Seeing Beitangxi carefully picking a tender bud, she was afraid that he would crush the tender buds.

"Is that true?" He asked Mu Qianye seriously if what he did was right.

Serious and childish.

This reminded Mu Qianye of Xiaobao's appearance when he taught Xiaobao to pick tea for the first time. Xiaobao shone with big eyes and asked her seriously, "Mom, is Xiaobao doing it right?"

"Well, it's very correct." Everything was fine except for his strange feeling when he was used to holding swords and picking a small tea leaf.

Beitangxi, who had received Mu Qianye's affirmation, actually started picking it. He had no cloth pocket on his body. He picked the tea with his right hand and placed it in the palm of his left hand. His movements were very slow.

After a while, he found that the tea leaves in his left hand could no longer be put down, so he turned to Mu Qianye beside him with some embarrassment, "Can you put them in your cloth pocket?"

Mu Qianye glanced at the tea leaves in Beitangxi's other hand, understood, then untied the cloth pocket on his waist and handed it to Beitangxi, "I'll give this to you, I really can't pick it for too long.

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Take the cloth bag from Mu Qianye's hand, but Bei Tangxi didn't move for a long time.

"What's wrong?" Why didn't you move?

"Why do you surround this?" Beidoshi asked seriously again.

Around the cloth bag?

The tall and heroic Prince Mu put on civilian clothes, went down to the tea garden, picked tea leaves, which was already horrifying enough.

Now I need to wear another cloth bag?

"Look, don't there be a belt on both sides of this cloth pocket? Just use these two belts to tie the cloth pocket around your waist." Mu Qianye pointed to the cloth pocket in Beitangxi's hand and explained.

He said, she became the teacher who taught Beitangxi today.

Beitangxi looked at Mu Qianye's guidance and tied the cloth bag around his waist. The big man tied the cloth bag. The combination was not harmonious no matter how he looked at it.

Behind the two, the others were already covering their mouths and laughing secretly. It was so funny!

Unexpectedly, Beitangxi seemed to have not heard it. After finishing the cloth bag, he started picking tea seriously. He did it very seriously. Although the speed was not fast, the operation was absolutely standard.

"Don't you think this will insult your reputation as Prince Mu?" Mu Qianye asked. Beitangxi today seemed to be very different from Beitangxi she knew.

Famous?

His reputation as Beitangxi?

He only knew that before he was not King Mu, and before he had established a great military industry, he was just a person who hoped to survive.

Escape from the capital to the border, the young man struggled all the way, starting with an ordinary soldier, or, because he was only twelve years old, he could not even be called an ordinary soldier.

He did not join the army as a prince, he was not promoted step by step because of his status as a prince.

He knew that he had become the prince after being returned to the capital with the old general with great military achievements.

After he learned about Mu Qianye's identity, he would choose to keep it secret without hesitation, perhaps because they had similar experiences.

From escaping from the capital to returning to the capital, only those who have experienced it can experience it themselves.

What he wants is never military achievements or reputation.

"I envy you very much." BeiDangxi spoke again and spit out his true feelings after coming here.

"I don't deny that it must be." She has Xiaobao and she has many brothers, which is God's gift to her.

Beitangxi didn't speak anymore, and focused on picking his tea leaves, doing such a simple job, feeling the long-lost inner peace from it.

That night, Mu Qianye, Beitangxi, Xizi and his wife sat on an Eight Immortals table. There were four dishes and one soup on the table. Although it was very simple, there were also meat and vegetables, and there was also wild game brought from the mountains.

But at this moment, there was only one person eating, and the other three were watching.

Looking at Beitangxi's relish, Mu Qianye, Xizi and Xizi's wife looked at each other.

How hard is it to be a prince? Do you usually have no food to eat?

Seeing that Bei Tangxi finished another bowl of rice, Mu Qianye couldn't help but speak, "Beitangxi, is it that bad for you to be a prince?"

Beitangxi knew what Mu Qianye was talking about. Today was the happiest day in so many years, doing the most ordinary job and eating the warmest meals.

The food on the table may not be as delicious as in a big restaurant, but it has a taste that the restaurant cannot make.

Mu Qianye looked at Beitangxi in front of her, who made her feel strange. No matter how people in the world praised him or commented on him, in fact, he was just an ordinary man...

I remembered Duan Qingkuang again. Until now, she couldn't accept the fact that he was King Rui, because the feeling he gave her was not very much like a prince, like the legendary man who was talked about.

At least so far, he was very ordinary in her eyes.

"Prince, we will be in Yunzhou tomorrow. Let's take a break tonight." Duan Li persuaded Duan Qingkuang. They rushed to the road overnight and rushed forward. From the time he set out, he had never had a rest except for the necessary diet.

, spent the whole day and night immediately.

Duan Li felt a little guilty as he learned that the princess was injured and was so anxious. He knew the princess was the most clear about why the princess was injured, but he did not regret doing so.

Duan Qingkuang ignored Duan Li. His little wild cat was injured, so he had to rush over as soon as possible!

"Prince..." Duan Li wanted to say something, but when he saw Duan Qingkuang's firm expression, he swallowed the words he said to his throat.

The next morning, Mu Qianye opened the door and saw a big Buddha standing at her door.

"Is there anything wrong?" Mu Qianye asked politely, standing at her door early in the morning and doing something.

For Beitangxi, she always has a knot in her heart. It is incredible to be able to live in peace like this, and it is really difficult to show enthusiasm.

"Can you take me to pick tea today?"

Beitangxi asked very seriously.

But Mu Qianye could only look at him with a strange look.

Could it be that King Mu has a special hobby?

It wasn't enough to pick it yesterday, but today I have to pick it.

"Although you are not as serious as me, it shouldn't be a minor injury, right?" Mu Qianye's eyes fell on Beitangxi's right arm. There was a deep hole in his arm, and he couldn't say picking tea.

It's very hard, not a physical job, but it's a long time of arm movement.
Chapter completed!