I Have a Lot of Resurrection Coins

Among the green bamboo forest, Jiang Lin lived in a courtyard.

Looking at the elegant and quiet layout of the surrounding rooms, even Jiang Lin still feels a little dreamy

This guest room is a small bamboo building, and the bamboo used in the bamboo building is all the best green bamboo in the green bamboo forest.

And the price of any green bamboo in the green bamboo forest is extremely exaggerated in the market.

For a moment, Jiang Lin had the feeling of living in a billionaire mansion

There is no extra decoration in the room, it is nothing more than a tea table with beautiful sapphire teacups on it, a bed, the bed is quite comfortable, and there is even an indescribable coolness. The book case by the window is covered with rice paper and green brushes.

Jiang Lin's room is in the same courtyard as Mrs. Qingzhu's boudoir.

He never thought that he would actually live in Mrs. Qingzhu's courtyard.

It's really not going to happen, is it? Shouldn't it be going to happen?

Jiang Lin felt a little flustered.

That day, a maid named Xiao Cui brought some clothes to Jiang Lin. Jiang Lin actually had some clothes and wanted to decline, but the maid named Xiao Cui kept saying that she couldn't refuse.

Young master, please change it as soon as possible.

After finishing speaking, Xiao Cui left, and for some unknown reason, Jiang Lin felt that she was looked down upon by this maid named Xiao Cui.

It's like I'm eating soft rice.

As the evening approached, the maid Xiaocui brought food for Jiang Lin.

Whether it is dishes or rice, they are all served by bamboo, and they are full of color, fragrance and taste.

Monks don't need to eat whole grains, and these foods are naturally not ordinary things.

After eating a meal, Jiang Lin felt that the spiritual power in his body was fully nourished, and the true energy fire dragon in his body seemed to suddenly become docile, not as irritable as before.

Looking at the meals in front of him that he had almost eaten, Jiang Lin knew that the water used for these meals was at least green water.

The green water is priceless.

And Mrs. Green Bamboo cooks rice with green water

How should I put it? Maybe there are really not many meals that are more expensive than this in the world.

After taking a bath (originally Xiaocui wanted to serve Jiang Lin, but Jiang Lin refused).

It was getting late, lying on the bed, the soft mattress and the coolness of the green bamboo, on this summer night, it was an incomparable enjoyment, Jiang Lin felt that it was as good as being covered with a quilt and blowing on the air conditioner in his previous life!

In the early morning, the morning sun shines into the window, and the crisp and melodious birdsong wakes Jiang Lin up.

Generally, Jiang Lin will definitely sleep a few times back into the cage, but after all, he is a guest, so Jiang Lin can't bear to leave the air-conditioned bed

As soon as Jiang Lin got out of bed, there was water for washing and bamboo leaves for brushing teeth on the table.

Bamboo leaves can brush teeth?

Jiang Lin tried it.

This bamboo leaf is so useful! I want to go back with the whole set.

After washing, Jiang Lin found that there was another set of green shirt beside his bed. So the one from last night was pajamas?

Changing into that green shirt, Jiang Lin couldn't help being surprised after putting on that green shirt.

He originally thought that this green shirt was the kind... how to put it, it was the kind bought at the market in Zhulin Village, which fit the size of most people.

But unexpectedly, this blue shirt fit so well that Jiang Lin thought it was specially made by Mrs. Qingzhu for him.

Of course, Jiang Lin didn't eat peaches. After all, Mrs. Qingzhu had never seen her before, even if she had seen her from Jingjing Shuiyue, it was much worse. How could she know her exact size.

Perhaps this is a coincidence.

Thinking so, Jiang Lin walked out of the room.

Mrs. Qingzhu hasn't said what she wants to do by herself, she has to find someone else, and ask if they have any tests for her or something, or else they really let me go on vacation here?

And when Jiang Lin just stepped out of the room, what he saw was in the courtyard, the proud lady in a palace dress showing half of her white jade arm, drawing with a brush.

Perhaps it was because the morning dew slightly wet the stone bench, the beauty in the palace dress did not sit down.

Rou Ning held a slender paintbrush, under her long eyelashes with a little dewdrops, her eyes were raptly looking at the picture scroll on the table.

Looking at the beauty's strokes in the palace uniform, the white and slender fingers are so eye-catching, even a normal man like Jiang Lin is faintly moving in the direction of manual control.

And because the twin peaks are too majestic, Mrs. Qingzhu needs to bend down even more to see the picture scroll, and this further sets off Mrs. Qingzhu's figure.

Prime Minister! I understand!

Jiang Lin raised his head to look at the morning sky, and sighed secretly!

really! The prime minister sincerely does not deceive me!

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Just when Jiang Lin wanted to sit on the bamboo steps and wait for Mrs. Qingzhu to finish her painting (he simply wanted to see more), Jiang Lin just stepped down the steps and stepped on a branch.

Jiang Lin was still wondering why there were cypress branches in the bamboo forest. Mrs. Qingzhu stopped her hands slightly when she heard the noise, slowly straightened up, and looked in Jiang Lin's direction.

Mrs. Qianbei Qingjun. Jiang Lin, who was a little embarrassed, made a salute.

However, Jiang Lin did not hear any response.

Straightened up, raised her head to look at Mrs. Qingzhu, the beauty in the palace dress in the courtyard was staring at him, her flickering eyes were like gemstones washed by the stream, burning and moving.

Madam Qingjun?

Jiang Lin, who was embarrassed by this beauty in palace clothes, reminded softly.

I don't know why, but Jiang Lin always has a feeling that she looks like her husband who has been away from home for a long time and finally returned.

My concubine is disrespectful. Under Jiang Lin's reminder again, Mrs. Qingzhu came back to her senses, bowed her body, and was very graceful, This dress was originally made by my concubine as my husband, but my husband didn't have time I left after wearing it, I didn't expect it to be so suitable on the young master's body.

???

Three black question marks popped up in Jiang Lin's mind.

etc! This blue shirt belonged to Mrs. Qingzhu's husband, and she put it on herself.

No, it should be said that Mrs. Qingzhu let herself wear it.

Why do I have the illusion of Why are you dressed like clothes?

Or is it that I think too much, but Mrs. Qingzhu doesn't care about it herself, it's just that she is being sentimental.

Um!

It must be so.

Don't look at Mrs. Qingzhu as a beautiful woman in her twenties, after all, Mrs. Qingzhu can be regarded as her ancestor according to her age.

In the eyes of Mrs. Qingzhu, I am afraid that I am just a child.

After thinking this way, all sense of disobedience disappeared, and Jiang Lin became much more at ease.

Ma'am, what do you want me to do?

Looking at the beautiful woman in palace clothes, Jiang Lin spoke slowly.

emmmm

Mrs. Qingzhu thought for a while as if she was just thinking. After a while, Mrs. Qingzhu smiled.

Please ask the son to accompany the concubine.