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Several women watching the opera saw Shen Zhaoxue sticking his head out, so they beat him with the melon seeds in their hands.

"Hey, your man can cut bamboo with a sword so stupidly at this point that he can cut it into a fart. Go and chop him with an ax. Look at him, the sword in his hand will break if he slows down."

The half-thrown melon seed rind fell and fell to the ground.

Upon hearing this, Shen Zhaoxue hurriedly got out of the bamboo house with two axes.

Shen Zhaoxue approached and handed him the ax, "Use this."

Unexpectedly, Di Yunge didn't even look at it, and continued to chop with the sword, as if to vent his anger.

Xu Shi's slashing with the spirit sword was too powerful, and blood oozed from Di Yunge's palm wrapped in white gauze.

"Are you crazy?" Shen Zhaoxue pulled the person away, and the chopped bamboo fell down, and the bamboo leaves fell on the heads of the two.

Xu Shi's words were a little heavy, Di Yunge finally raised his eyes to look at him.

Seeing those phoenix eyes, Shen Zhaoxue's thin lips moved slightly, and finally she couldn't bear to speak harshly to him, "How much more do you need? I'll chop it off."

Fearing that he would secretly chop bamboo behind her back, Shen Zhaoxue took a step forward and took down the spirit sword in his hand.

Di Yunge frowned, clutching the spirit sword tightly and refusing to give it to him.

"Yun Ge." Shen Zhaoxue touched his wrist, "I'll cut it."

Only then did Di Yunge turn his head to the side, and let go of the spirit sword he was holding tightly to Shen Zhaoxue.

"How many trees do you want?" Shen Zhaoxue put his spirit sword into his dantian, turned around and asked, and was about to start chopping.

"Two." Di Yunge snorted coldly, picked up the two chopped bamboos on the ground and dragged them to the door of the bamboo house.

After Shen Zhaoxue cut down the two bamboos, she turned her head and saw that Di Yunge had already scratched the bamboos that had just been dragged over and made them into strips.

Shen Zhaoxue also dragged the bamboo she had cut over, wanting him to scratch it, but unexpectedly, Di Yunge went upstairs without even looking at it.

When Di Yunge came down again, he was holding a bench in his hand.

"Yun Ge, where's mine?" Seeing him sitting down, Shen Zhaoxue asked aggrievedly.

"Your?" Di Yunge sneered, raised his chin and tapped his aunt's pigsty, "In there, lie down and go."

Shen Zhaoxue looked up suspiciously, only to see a few pigs on the opposite side humming with their tails raised.

"Go? Why don't you go?" Di Yunge sneered, picked up the chopped bamboo sticks, and sharpened one end with a knife, seeing that Shen Zhaoxue didn't move.

Di Yunge took the bamboo stick and lashed at him.

"Disaster water." Di Yunge snorted coldly, and pulled out the bench he was sitting on for him to sit on, "Sit down."

Shen Zhaoxue looked at him and shook her head.

"What? You don't want to sit anymore?" Di Yunge kicked him, "Can you sit on me?"

Shen Zhaoxue nodded, her round almond eyes turned into crescents when she smiled.

"Lie here and sleep." Di Yunge raised his chin and nodded to the side road, "Sleep directly, don't think about those unrealistic things."

"Dream whatever you want."

Seeing that he didn't sit down, Di Yunge picked up the bench and continued to sit down.

After cutting the bamboo strips, Di Yunge took them and started to weave things. Shen Zhaoxue wanted to help, but Di Yunge stared away.

Seeing him like this, Shen Zhaoxue had no choice but to go upstairs in desperation, took a bench and a brazier and came down to accompany him.

At the beginning, Di Yunge was still willing to talk to him, but Shen Zhaoxue talked to him alone.

Xu felt bored, and Shen Zhaoxue fell asleep watching him make up.

Shen Zhaoxue woke up in a daze when the afterglow of the sunset sprinkled over the field ridges and the birds returning home invited them home.

But when he woke up, he was dumbfounded.

Why is he in the bamboo basket?

Di Yunge was sitting around the brazier warming the fire, when he heard the movement, he turned his head to look at Shen Zhaoxue, then smiled.

"Are you hungry?" Di Yunge came over, knelt down and looked at Shen Zhaoxue in the bamboo basket.

Shen Zhaoxue shook her head, grabbed the bamboo weave and asked him, "What is Your Majesty doing?"

Di Yunge tilted his head slightly, looked at Shen Zhaoxue for a while, and then said, "Of course it was soaked in a pig cage."

"You're so disobedient, you play tricks, where do you think I'll soak you so you won't be picked up?" Di Yunge reached out to touch his fingers, "Where do you want to go?"

Shen Zhaoxue shook her head.

Di Yunge looked at him, laughed wildly, and kicked the bamboo basket aside.

Afterwards, he smiled and silently said, "Forget it, anyone who likes to pick it up will pick it up."

After all, Di Yunge picked up the bamboo basket and threw the person into the lake in Tinglan Xiaolou under the moonlight.

At the beginning, he could still hear Shen Zhaoxue calling him, but gradually the voice became smaller and smaller, so that the sound stopped at the back, and the lake no longer had any twists and turns, and returned to calm.

Di Yunge then returned to the house.

He thought he could sleep soundly, but he didn't expect that lying on the bed, he could only think about Shen Zhaoxue.

sleepless nights.

On the second day, before dawn, Di Yunge hurriedly put on his robes and went to the lakeside of Tinglan Xiaolou.

The surface of the lake is silent, only the fish appearing from time to time makes the surface of the lake turbulent.

Di Yunge looked at it for a long time, and then pulled the rope that he had tied to the pig crate long ago.

He took a deep breath, wrapped the rope around his wrist, and wanted to pull the pig crate out of the water, but unexpectedly found that the pig crate was heavy enough. After pulling for a long time, his feet loosened and he almost fell into the lake.

"Do you want me to help you?" Shen Zhaoxue put her hand on his wrist, touched his fingertips all the way, and then pulled hard to pull the pig basket out of the water.

Di Yunge heard the voice, turned back, and saw Shen Zhaoxue looking at him with a smile.

"Is Your Majesty here to pick up ministers?" Shen Zhaoxue hugged him tightly, rubbed his chin against the top of his hair, and said softly, "Have you lost your anger?"

Di Yunge looked at the lively fish in the pig basket and nodded.

"Your Majesty came down too late, and I slept in that room for a long time." Shen Zhaoxue put her arms around his neck, "Your Majesty, should you carry me home? I'm so sleepy."

Shen Zhaoxue yawned as she spoke.

"Why did Your Majesty come so late? Chen Yu caught so many..." Shen Zhaoxue fell asleep on Di Yunge's body while talking.

Di Yunge carried him on his back, and dragged the pig basket slowly back to the bamboo house.

Putting the fish at the door, Di Yunge carried him on his back, took off Shen Zhaoxue's boots, and put him on the bed.

Leaning against the bed, before the person left, Shen Zhaoxue grabbed him by the neck and pulled him onto her body. At the same time, she hooked the quilt around the two of them with her feet.

"What are you doing!" Di Yunge struggled to get up, but Shen Zhaoxue held her head and pressed him on his chest.

"Sleep." Shen Zhaoxue said lightly.

Di Yunge lay down for a while, and wanted to get up again, but he was still firmly held down by him.

"Boots on."

Shen Zhaoxue hummed softly, "It's okay."

As he spoke, he pushed Di Yunge down.

"Missing Your Majesty." Shen Zhaoxue closed her eyes and searched for his lips.

Being kissed lightly by him, Di Yunge hugged him and asked back, "I miss you, or my body?"

"Think about it all." Shen Zhaoxue rubbed her head, turned over and fell asleep hugging her.