"Thank you, you are being polite." Yun Ruoyue said.
"What's the matter, you are my savior, without you, I would have died long ago. So, I also prepared a little gift for you, please accept it with a smile." After finishing speaking, the maid beside Princess Zhao had already opened the door. other boxes.
Once opened, the golden hairpins and jade ornaments dazzled everyone's eyes.
Everyone stretched their necks and counted, and found that Princess Zhao gave at least seven or eight pieces of jewelry to Princess Li, and each piece of jewelry was individually packed in a box. All of the jewelry was very beautiful and valuable, and it was a big deal at first glance.
Moreover, sharp-eyed people can see the word Tianxianglou on the box at a glance.
Today, the jewelry in Tianxianglou is both expensive and beautiful, and it is the favorite of the concubines in the palace and the wives of the capital.
For ordinary people to give gifts, if they can give one of them, it is a big deal.
Unexpectedly, in order to repay her life-saving grace, Princess Zhao gave so many jewelry.
All the jewelry here is worth 20,000 taels of silver. Concubine Zhao is really generous.
Yun Ruoyue was short of money, so she didn't expect Princess Zhao to give her such a big gift.
But she couldn't accept it either, she hastily declined and said: "It's impossible, Princess Zhao, these gifts are too expensive, I can't accept them. It's just a little effort for me to save you, it's nothing to worry about."
Zhao Wangdao next to him said: "Such a great kindness, how can it be worthless? You know, after we spread your first aid method, we saved many people."
"Yes, I heard a few days ago that a three- or four-year-old child was stuck by a peanut. Her mother had heard Princess Li's first aid method. At that time, she saw that the son was almost out of breath. No, I just tried Wang Hao's method indiscriminately. I didn't expect to force the peanut out of her son's trachea and saved her son's life. She said that this method invented by Princess Li is amazing, and that Princess Li is a living Bodhisattva. What about it?" A melon-eating crowd next to him also said.
Zhao Wangdao: "Princess Li, you know how powerful you are, you have saved so many people, what is this gift, I sincerely thank you for saving my little bun's life, this is what our husband and wife gave you Feel free to accept it."
After Zhao Wang finished speaking, he took a gentle, loving and doting look at his wife who is a snack.
He originally hated Yun Ruoyue because Yun Ruoyue had a bad reputation.
But she saved his concubine, and today she worked so hard for King Li, he immediately changed his view of her.
Of course he likes the person his little steamed stuffed bun likes.
Buns?
Yun Ruoyue was taken aback, is this the nickname Zhao Wang used for Princess Zhao?
Maybe it¡¯s because Princess Zhao¡¯s face is white, small and round. When she eats, her little face is very cute when she bulges up. Her pair of beautiful big eyes flicker and flicker, and she looks so weird. That¡¯s why King Zhao called her little. steamed stuffed bun.
It is said in the world that Zhao Wang and Zhao Wangfei are a loving couple, and he especially dotes on Zhao Wangfei.
When I saw it today, it was true.
Last time in the palace, he was also very worried about Princess Zhao.
The two of them have such a good relationship, so affectionate, Yun Ruoyue is very envious-
At this time, Nangong Rou, who led the servants to serve tea and water, also walked in.
When she saw this scene, she was driven mad with jealousy.
I didn't expect Princess Zhao to be so generous that she would give Yun Ruoyue such expensive jewelry. You know, when she saw these jewelry, she knew it belonged to Tianxianglou.
Jewelry in Tianxiang Tower is not only expensive, but also rare. It only sells to the royal relatives, and it is exclusively for dignitaries, people who have no status, even if they have money, they will not sell it to you. What a face Yun Ruoyue has, How could she get such preferential treatment from Princess Zhao? (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com