Shen Qingyun tilted his head slightly, with a hint of surprise in his cold eyes: "Have you thought about it?"

"Yes." Si Moli replied, his voice floating in the air, but with a heavy weight: "I will naturally tell you all my thoughts, there is no need to hide them. I don't want there to be any conflicts between us because we don't explain it clearly. And there was a slight misunderstanding.”

Hearing his words, Shen Qingyun's eyes narrowed, filled with tiny pieces of light, like the surface of a sparkling lake.

The two stayed quietly for a while, enjoying the tranquility of the moment.

They all know that perhaps the next time will be filled with many unpredictable dangers, and there will still be many difficulties to face together before the final happiness comes.

Time passed by in a hurry. After Gu Zhiheng accompanied Ji Qianxue back home, he resumed his daily routine of going to court to handle official duties.

The difference is that now he is looking forward to returning home to his beloved wife.

Many colleagues noticed this and joked with him: "Master Gu used to wish he could live outside and deal with more things every day. Now when the time comes, he becomes the first to leave."

Gu Zhiheng just smiled. After all, he had finished all his business. How could he bear to let Ji Qianxue wait for him as a newlywed?

Even when he returned home to handle official duties, with Ji Qianxue's red sleeves embellished by his side, he felt at ease.

Huang Mingan, who was also an official in the Hanlin Academy, was secretly jealous of his state.

He thought maliciously: This is just a marriage, if you get tired of waiting, it will be the same, something will always go wrong.

When he first married Zhenyang, he felt that he was lucky. Zhenyang was beautiful, had a good family background, and although he had a sweet temperament, he was very cute. She also relied on and admired him.

But now, I'm really worried about clinging to his little mistakes.

I thought that after neglecting Zhen Yang for a few days, Zhen Yang would slowly remember his kindness. Who wouldn't talk nonsense after drinking too much? It's not a big deal.

However, Zhenyang's attitude towards him became increasingly cold, and now he was even more indifferent, focusing on raising his child.

Colleagues on the side saw Huang Mingan sighing repeatedly and asked, "What's going on, Mr. Huang? Did something bad happen to you?"

Huang Ming'an also knew that family scandals should not be made public, so he just smiled and showed concern: "No, it's just that my wife is very emotional after being pregnant and has some headaches."

The colleague nodded understandingly: "That's right, well, you only have one in your family, so it's better. I have three pregnant women in my family. Three women are a drama, you know."

Hearing him say there were three, Huang Mingan was stunned and began to have other thoughts in his mind.

The two chatted for a long time, one after another, and they both complained that they were tired from having sex every day, and they had to face many trivial things about women when they got home. They sighed that enough was enough, and then they finished sorting out the things at hand and returned to the house.

Speaking of which, sometimes it's not just women who like to gossip, but men too, but they just don't want to speak out about this behavior.

When Huang Ming'an returned to the mansion, he remembered the advice of his colleagues, so he went to Zhen Yang's room and took a look, and took the initiative to pass the steps: "Zhen Yang, I see that your belly is getting bigger, is there anything uncomfortable about it?"

Princess Zhenyang had a cold war with him for several days. She felt uncomfortable in her heart, and even began to doubt herself: Was she really getting worse and worse and uglier, which was why Huang Ming'an was disgusted.

It was just her pride as a princess that prevented her from taking the initiative to seek peace.

Now that I heard his caring words, I couldn't help but soften my heart, and replied in a low voice: "It's still the same, but the morning sickness is better."

Seeing her moved expression, Huang Ming'an struck while the iron was hot: "Zhenyang, in fact, there is not a day when I don't think about you these days, and there is not a day when I don't blame myself. But I am afraid that you will see me sad, so I don't dare to come to see you. But,

After enduring these few days, I have almost reached my limit."

He sighed: "I know I said nonsense and hurt your heart. In fact, I just, alas... that's all, there are some things I don't want you to know."

Princess Zhenyang frowned when she heard this and couldn't help but ask: "What's the matter?"

Huang Ming'an hesitated to speak, but Princess Zhenyang felt even more uncomfortable than a cat scratching her. She couldn't help but put on a straight face: "We are husband and wife, why can't we just talk about it? Do you have any objections to me?"

"Of course not!" Huang Ming'an immediately retorted: "I heard a lot of gossip, saying that I only stayed in the Hanlin Academy because of my father-in-law, and that I didn't have any real talents. They also said that I talk about you every day, and that I am a strict wife.

, in short, there were too many ugly words, and I felt depressed, so I said those nonsense. In fact, I really love you, I should fight!"

As he spoke, he lightly slapped himself on the face.

Zhenyang quickly took his hand: "If others want to talk, let others do it. They just don't like people! No matter how my father works, you have to get good results in the exam first. I don't know you are outside

After suffering so many grievances, alas, I also did something wrong."

As he spoke, Zhenyang's depression, fear, sadness, and self-doubt in the past few days all came to mind, and he couldn't help but shed tears.

Huang Ming'an hugged her, coaxed her softly, and said a lot of witty words, which made her laugh out of tears.

In this way, the two got back together.

In the next few days, Huang Mingan was extremely considerate and stayed with Zhen Yang to take care of her after returning home every day.

Gradually, Zhenyang also felt that they were husband and wife after all, and there was still such a long time to live, so how could there be an overnight feud, so she let go of her worries.

However, she kept thinking about Huang Ming'an saying that she had become ugly, so she asked her maid Caixia to go to Liyan Pavilion to buy more nourishing and beauty products.

Liyan Pavilion has already made a name for itself in Beijing, and many of its top beauty products are in hot demand. However, when Caixia went there, the Jade Face Cream that Zhenyang wanted had already been sold out.

Seeing the waiter delivering a bunch of goods, she was a little dissatisfied: "Aren't they still available here? Why aren't they for sale?"

The store owner could only say embarrassedly: "This is what Miss Shen has decided, and it must be sent to Duke Shen's mansion."

Whatever you leave to your boss is naturally the best.

When Caixia heard that it belonged to Shen Qingyun, she stopped arguing and asked with some regret, "When will the next batch be sold?"

The store owner was very embarrassed: "What a coincidence, I'm afraid the girl will have to wait until next month to come back today. The raw materials for these flavors are all the best and freshest, and they have to be shipped from the south to make them."

After hearing this for a month, Caixia didn't know what to do, so she had to go back home dejectedly.

However, when Shen Qingyun heard about this, he directly sent the jade cream that Zhenyang wanted.

Zhenyang was naturally happy and sent someone to thank Shen Qingyun in return. Unexpectedly, he had just used Yurong Cream that night, and the next morning, his stomach began to hurt unbearably. He covered his stomach and shouted.
Chapter completed!