After the female supporting role is quickly put on, she is full of charm

Chapter 637: The Orphan Girl Whose Husband Died Flying to a Branch 18

When Ah Zhi saw him eating the roasted sweet potatoes, he came up to him and asked with a smile, "How is it? Are they delicious? We found these sweet potatoes in the back garden of Fengluan Palace."

"Don't underestimate it because it grows in the soil. It actually produces a lot of food and can fill people's stomachs."

Xiao Luofeng had never seen anything like this before.

At this time, Azhi was already impatient.

You have to know that she held up the roasted sweet potato and fed Xiao Luofeng a bite. A normal person would definitely feel embarrassed and would naturally take the sweet potato and eat it himself.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Luofeng just stared at Hongshu without saying anything.

She coughed deliberately and forcefully stuffed the roasted sweet potato into Xiao Luofeng's hand.

"Don't you have arms? Do you still need me to feed you bite by bite? Just eat the roasted sweet potato yourself, I won't care about you."

Looking at the roasted sweet potato with residual warmth in his hand, Xiao Luofeng thought of something that made him worried.

He asked Ah Zhi, "Is the yield of this sweet potato high? How high? How many kilograms of sweet potatoes can be grown from one acre of land?"

Azhi didn't understand why Xiao Luofeng asked him such a question.

But she answered as if she was chatting, "Several thousand kilograms, but not many people know about sweet potatoes. It was only by chance that I learned from people in the south that sweet potatoes are produced in large quantities."

"One year, the famine was very severe. I survived by digging up sweet potatoes. I didn't expect that Fengluan Palace had such things. I was greedy, so I dug them all out and put them aside to eat slowly."

"Eat slowly? Can this thing be stored for a long time?"

"Of course, even if it's left for a whole winter, that's fine."

After saying this, Azhi continued to chew the sweet potato. The sweet and sticky taste made her squint her eyes.

Xiao Luofeng picked up the unroasted sweet potatoes beside him and asked, "Are there any other ways to eat these sweet potatoes? Besides roasting them."

"You are really smart. Sweet potatoes can not only be roasted but also boiled. They can be eaten in various ways, even raw."

High yield and easy to eat.

Xiao Luofeng's eyes lit up and he asked Azhi for a lot of sweet potatoes on the spot.

In the moonlight, there was still black ash on Azhi's mouth.

She stared at Xiao Luofeng with a puzzled look on her face, probably not understanding why he took away her sweet potatoes.

Xiao Luofeng was in a good mood.

Sweet potatoes can prevent famine, which is a good thing for the country and the people.

As if possessed by a ghost, he stretched out his hand and placed it on Azhi's face.

This scared Azhi so much that he dropped the roasted sweet potato in his hand.

She fell backwards and sat on the ground with a red face.

"What are you doing? Why are you touching my face? You lecher."

"I'm not a pervert. I just saw some carbon ash on your face and wanted to help you wipe it off."

"I don't want you to wipe it!"

Ah Zhi blushed as she looked at Xiao Luofeng's handsome face.

Although Xiao Luofeng is already in his early thirties, he doesn't look old at all and has the charm of a mature man.

Different from those naive teenagers, it is really a different feeling.

Maybe it was because Xiao Luofeng knew how to take care of himself. There were many concubines in the palace, but he knew how to treat them equally.

He has never indulged in sensual pleasures, and has always been conscientious and dedicated to the country.

At this time, Azhi saw a hole in the corner of Xiao Luofeng's clothes. He must have been burned by sparks when he took the sweet potato just now.

She rushed forward and grabbed the corner of Xiao Luofeng's clothes with an anxious look on her face.

"It's over, it's over. There's a hole in your newly awarded clothes. If the master knows about it, you'll be in big trouble. No, wait for me."

After saying this, Ah Zhi lifted her skirt and ran into the house. After a while, she took out the needle and thread.

Xiao Luofeng asked in confusion, "What are you going to do? This dress is already damaged. The worst that can happen is that you can just throw it away."

"Are you crazy? You've been in the palace for a while, right? Don't you know this little bit of rules? Things given by the higher-ups cannot be thrown away casually."

"There's a hole in it right after the reward was given. If others find out, you'll be in big trouble."

This is not a reward, Xiao Luofeng wanted to explain it clearly.

However, looking at Ah Zhi's serious profile, he couldn't say the words.

The last person who mended his clothes was the wet nurse who had long passed away.

While he was stunned, Azhi had already repaired a small auspicious cloud, which just filled the small hole.

She bit off the thread and nodded with satisfaction.

"Yes, my craftsmanship is still as good as ever. It seems that my embroidery skills have not deteriorated despite not using the needle and thread for a while."

Ah Zhi was just admiring his own masterpiece, and didn't notice how complicated Xiao Luofeng's eyes were.

He was attracted by the pure joy on Azhi's face.

The women in the palace looked at him with ambitious eyes, each one like a hungry wolves.

They rarely smile sincerely, and even when they are happy, they still subconsciously restrain their smiles.

It's so hypocritical to always pretend to be a gentle lady.

Only the Azhi in front of him was completely different. She laughed when she wanted to laugh and rolled her eyes when she wanted to roll her eyes.

Noticing that Xiao Luofeng was in a daze, Azhi looked up and patted him on the shoulder.

"What are you doing? Staring blankly? I'm helping you mend your clothes, and you're just staring blankly."

Xiao Luofeng came to his senses and shook his head.

"No, I just thought of an old friend when I saw you. She used to help me mend my clothes."

Even if Xiao Luofeng's clothes didn't need to be mended, as a prince he had countless clothes to wear.

As long as he asked, someone would offer it to him, but that person still liked to mend his clothes.

Ah Zhi tilted his head and blinked.

"You remembered your mother?"

"That's it."

"That's great. You still have your mother in your memory, but I don't even know who my mother is."

When a person confides his or her past, it means that the other person is beginning to open up.

Similarly, when you are curious about a person's past, you just want to understand that person.

When Xiao Luofeng heard Ah Zhi mention his past, he was stunned for a moment and then asked curiously, "What are you talking about? Don't you remember your mother?"

"I don't remember, because I was sold when I was a child and was not found until recently. My memory of my mother is very vague. Maybe it's just my imagination. What kind of person is your mother?"

Xiao Luofeng's mother?

She was a woman whose head was full of love. She became crazy for her husband and even sacrificed her own son to win her husband's attention.

Rather than saying she is a mother, it would be more accurate to say she is the woman who gave birth to you.

When Xiao Luofeng heard the name "mother", another woman's face appeared in his mind.

His wet nurse.

"My mother doesn't love me, she only loves my father."

"Isn't this normal? Husbands and wives should love each other. Your mother loves your father, which is why you were born."

Azhi frowned slightly and showed a puzzled expression, thinking that Xiao Luofeng was jealous of his parents.