This was her beloved husband, the one she held dearest to her heart. How could she have the heart to leave him indifferently...
She turned over and her hanging hair fell on his cheeks and white neck. She looked into his smiling phoenix eyes, with a faint blush on her cheeks.
His facial features were plump and handsome. Tonight, his appearance was like a monster, which made her heart beat faster.
She carefully clasped her hands with his, held them tightly, then closed her eyes, leaned over and kissed his lips...
Now, she was so carried away by this perfect wedding that she just wanted to respond to him a little more, a little more...
The hibiscus tent is warm and the candlelight is swaying. She is as beautiful as a pear blossom in full bloom tonight.
The next day.
The light of the morning sun shines through the window paper and reflects warmly on the bed.
The beauty on the couch curled her eyelashes and slowly opened her eyes.
"Well..." She let out a sleepy moan softly.
She looked sideways and saw Beigong Tengxiao, who had already woken up. His tightly clasped hands were not willing to let go even now.
Beigong Tengxiao raised his hand and stroked her cheek, looking intently into her eyes.
Chu Jiaoli was a little embarrassed by being stared at, so she gently moved her eyes away and said, "Why does Your Highness look at my concubine like this?"
Beigong Tengxiao's eyes were gentle and he said: "Li'er, do you know? I'm really afraid that this is just a dream, I'm so afraid... you suddenly disappeared in front of my eyes."
Chu Jiaoli raised her eyebrows slightly and whispered: "If this is really just a dream, what will your Highness do?"
Hearing this, Beigong Tengxiao's eyes flashed with a trace of confusion and confusion, he frowned slightly, clasped her hand with more strength, and said seriously: "I will treasure it in my heart forever, and will never let go of it.
Wake up."
Chu Jiaoli pursed her lips and said with a little disappointment: "Your Highness is willing to wake up because this dream is not perfect enough?"
"Dreams are good, but pear is the only one. Even if the pear in the dream or the pear in the storybook is ten thousand times better than the one in reality, it is not true. What I want is you.
, the only one you." Beigong Tengxiao raised her hand, kissed the back of her hand tenderly, and said, "If this is nothing more than Nan Ke Yimeng, I will not waste a quarter of an hour waiting for you, and I will work harder.
, turning dreams into reality."
Chu Jiaoli's eyes were shining brightly. When she heard this, her eyes turned red and she said with a smile: "Your Highness, this is true. I am truly in front of you, so you can rest assured."<
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Beigong Tengxiao turned over, pressed her under him, looked into her beautiful eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "My dear concubine... Li'er is the crown princess of this palace."
As if one cry was not enough, he stared at her affectionately and called her softly a few more times: "My beloved, my beloved, my beloved..."
Chu Jiaoli's cheeks were stained with a faint blush. She was also satisfied. She bit her lip shyly and said softly: "Okay, it's time for Your Highness to go to court."
Beigong Tengxiao raised his hand to twist her hair, gently twisted it around his fingertips, and said: "Okay, I will obey my husband's command." After saying that, he lightly pecked her lips before reluctantly saying goodbye.
Got up.
After the wedding, Nangong Tianyu also left for Nanyue. Although she attended the wedding banquet, she never saw him again after Chu Jiaoli rejected him.
After finally being a young lady waiting for a few months, I had one or two blooming peach blossoms, but someone suddenly cut them off and trapped them in my own backyard.
Every time Chu Jiaoli thought about it, she could only sigh helplessly and lament this wonderful fate.
Changyun Palace.
"Anhe, you are a newlywed, why do you come to my Changyun Palace to give me clothes?" Wen Liangren smiled and touched the exquisite embroidery on the fabric and said with a smile.
Chu Jiaoli showed a polite smile and said: "An He has had nothing to do these days. What's more, the empress saved An He once, and An He should be closer to the empress."
The gentle man held her hand affectionately and said, "I am very pleased that An He repays his kindness."
Chu Jiaoli reached out to Zi Lin beside her. Zi Lin took the brocade box in her hand, put it on the table and opened it. There were exquisite pastries inside.
"Your Majesty, these are pastries made by the Prince's Mansion. Jiao Li picked some of her favorites and gave them to her. I don't know if they suit your taste, but you can try them."
"An He is so thoughtful." Wen Liangren elegantly picked up a piece and took a bite. He frowned slightly, pursed his lips in discomfort, slowly put the pastry back and looked away.
Chu Jiaoli was stunned for a moment, raised her eyebrows slightly, and said, "The pastry...isn't it to your taste?"
Wen Liangren picked up the handkerchief and wiped the corners of her mouth, and said, "I'm sorry An He, I don't seem to have a good appetite." After saying that, she covered her face and retched with some nausea.
This kind of reaction was somewhat familiar to Chu Jiaoli. She opened her lips and said in a low voice: "My queen...are you happy?"
Hearing this, Wen Liang was suddenly startled. She swallowed her saliva and said with a smile: "This... is unlikely..."
"Your Majesty, speaking of which, your menstruation seems to be a little late. Maybe you will have your period?" the maid magpie behind her said with a smile.
The gentle man frowned slightly and was silent for a moment.
Chu Jiaoli looked at her unhappy look and said with a smile: "There are other reasons for late menstruation. If there are other problems with the body, the queen still needs to take good care of herself."
Seeing that Chu Jiaoli was aware of the current situation and resolved the situation, Wen Liangren nodded with a smile and said: "I will ask Dr. Wen for diagnosis and treatment in a while."
Chu Jiaoli nodded and said: "Yeah."
After chatting for a while, Chu Jiaoli returned to the Prince's Mansion.
Standing among the waterside pavilions, she looked thoughtfully at the birds on the branches.
Beigong Tengxiao hugged her waist from behind, leaned over and gently smelled the fragrance of her white neck, and said, "What are you thinking about?"
Chu Jiaoli leaned into Beigong Tengxiao's warm embrace, bit her lip gently, and said, "Your Highness, Wen Liang seems to be...pregnant."
Hearing this, Beigong Tengxiao paused slightly, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said: "She has really been favored in the past few months."
Chu Jiaoli frowned slightly and said: "But... she seems to be hiding this matter intentionally. I don't know whether she wants to protect the child and is afraid of being framed, or... she doesn't want it at all."
Beigong Tengxiao raised his hand and caressed her white cheek tenderly, and said: "If she deliberately concealed it, no matter what the reason, you saw something you shouldn't have seen and heard something you shouldn't have heard."
These words touched Chu Jiaoli's heart. She turned around and threw herself into Beigong Tengxiao's arms. She nervously grabbed his robe and said, "Your Highness, would a gentle man harm my concubines?"
Beigong Tengxiao raised his hand and stroked her smooth black hair, and whispered softly in her ear: "Aren't you very close to her? Are you still so suspicious?"
