Picking Up a General is Good For Farming

"Ninth Prince..." Ning Minmin muttered silently. A smile couldn't help but form on his lips.

Just now, Xuanyuan Ling was holding her! This feeling made her feel very happy.

After Xuanyuan Ling stabilized Ning Minmin's body, he took the barrel from Ning Minmin's hand.

"I'll do it, you rest!" Xuanyuan Ling said softly, smiling at Ning Minmin.

After leaving Xuanyuan Ling's arms, Ning Minmin suddenly felt a little empty in her heart.

But seeing Xuanyuan Ling smiling softly at her, Ning Minmin felt unspeakably sweet in her heart.

It was just the two of them at the moment.

The setting sun has set a little in the west, and the sunlight has become a little softer.

Ning Minmin watched Xuanyuan Ling skillfully draw two buckets of water from the river.

Xuanyuan Ling leveled the two buckets of water and placed them on the pole. He bent down and put the pole on his shoulders, then stood up and picked up the water.

Seeing Xuanyuan Ling busy at work, Ning Minmin was also a little dumbfounded.

Isn't he the ninth prince of Tianhan Kingdom? He actually does these jobs.

They did it in a decent way, and they didn't take their own identity into consideration at all to do these things.

However, Xuanyuan Ling's noble temperament made people feel a little weird. This job is not done by Xuanyuan Ling at all.

When Xuanyuan Ling saw Ning Minmin looking at him, a smile appeared on his lips, "Let's go!"

"Aoao, okay!"

Ning Minmin was in a daze and followed Xuanyuan Ling's footsteps.

His face was still blushing.

Xuanyuan Ling walked in front, and Ning Minmin followed behind.

Ning Minmin followed Xuanyuan Ling, so she could stare at Xuanyuan Ling's back without restraint. If she were to look directly at him, he would not have the guts and courage.

The light of the setting sun reflected the figures of the two people.

At this moment, Ning Minmin felt extremely happy. How she looked forward to it, how great it would be if she could always stay by Xuanyuan Ling's side.

It would be great if Xuanyuan Ling liked her instead of her cousin.

Ning Minmin thought like this, but felt that her idea was too wrong. Her cousin is so kind to her, how could she do this...

My heart couldn't help but run to Xuanyuan Ling.

After Han Yingxue came back, she didn't see Xuanyuan Ling, so she asked, "Where is Xuanyuan Ling?"

"Who?" Zhao Xiaoya asked.

She didn't know Xuanyuan Ling's name. None of these people, except Han Yingxue, dared to call Xuanyuan Ling by his name.

So when Han Yingxue said Xuanyuan Ling's name directly, Zhao Xiaoya didn't know who Han Yingxue was talking about.

"Uh...he's the Ninth Prince!"

Seeing Han Yingxue calling Xuanyuan Ling by his first name, Zhao Xiaoya quickly said a serious lesson, "Xue'er, the Ninth Prince is the Ninth Prince. You must not call him by his name casually. The identity of this Ninth Prince is different. , the name is not something that we people can shout!"

"..."

Han Yingxue's mouth twitched.

Don't let her shout?

She had been calling him for a long time.

Is it possible that I have to call Xuanyuan Ling Zhao Qishan in the future?

Zhao Qishan...

Han Yingxue recited the name silently for the last time. She hadn't shouted the name for a long time, and suddenly she felt a little unfamiliar after saying it again.

Moreover, the name Xuanyuan Ling sounds better!

She also found it easier to call Xuanyuan Ling from afar. The name Zhao Qishan was just chosen casually by her.