That night's family dinner ended in lingering embarrassment and coldness. Although it didn't end on bad terms, it was obvious that Qin Shaojun and Mi Jiang were incompatible with each other.
During the entire family dinner, Qin Shaojun and Mi Jiang did not speak directly to each other more than once, which made Zhao Hongrun and the other women unable to reconcile even if they wanted to.
When preparing to say goodbye, Zhao Hongrun summoned the Zongwei, but found that despite Qin Shaojun's instructions, her guard chief Peng Zhong was still overwhelmed by his group of Zongwei.
There was nothing we could do about it. After all, there were ten of the Zongwei, including Shen Yu, the original Zongwei chief who had recently been temporarily staying in Prince Su's Mansion, but Peng Zhong only had one person. How could one person stand up to ten people?
But the problem is, Peng Zhong is drunk to the point of drunkenness, how can this be a good thing?
After thinking about it, Qin Shaojun said to Zhao Hongrun: "Why don't I go back to the post house first? You can put Peng Chong in your house and ask him to come back to the post house tomorrow."
Zhao Hongrun shook his head and said, "No need to go to so much trouble, you can stay at my house today."
After hearing this, Qin Shaojun, who had not flinched at all even when he had just faced Mi Jiang, couldn't help but blush, and hesitantly whispered: "You... what are you going to do?"
She couldn't help but secretly look at Zhao Hongrun's expression.
Although they were married in the Qin State in the presence of the King of Qin who was waiting for the Ying family of Gaoyang, simply put, the Qin State had already recognized Zhao Hongrun as his son-in-law.
Under this situation, Qin Shaojun was not very opposed to Zhao Hongrun doing such and such things to her, but in the final analysis, they were not married yet in Wei State, and the Ji Zhao royal family of Wei State had not yet recognized her. Wife, so Qin Shaojun is somewhat worried.
Noticing the blushing look on Qin Shaojun's face, Zhao Hongrun rolled his eyes and said angrily: "What are you thinking about? Letting you stay in the house is just so that I can take you into the palace to see my mother and concubine tomorrow, so that you don't have to run back and forth.… …Don’t think so wildly!”
"I...I didn't have any random thoughts." Qin Shaojun felt his face getting hot and tried to defend himself.
Seeing that she was almost furious, Zhao Hongrun stopped stimulating and led Qin Shaojun to the small garden in the north courtyard, found a small attic, opened the door and walked in.
At first, Qin Shaojun felt a little flustered because she mistakenly thought that this attic was Zhao Hongrun's bedroom, so her face turned red with embarrassment.
As a result, when she walked into the attic and saw the decoration and furnishings in the attic, she was surprised to find that the decoration and furnishings in the attic were more feminine and did not look like Zhao Hongrun's residence.
"Here is..." Qin Shaojun looked at Zhao Hongrun in confusion. In her opinion, Zhao Hongrun would not lead her to a woman's residence casually, so that neither she nor the woman would be harmed. Not a very polite thing to do.
As if he had read Qin Shaojun's thoughts, Zhao Hongrun joked: "This attic is your wife's residence."
Qin Shaojun was stunned for a moment, and then he realized what he was doing. After rolling his eyes at Zhao Hongrun with some embarrassment, he looked around and murmured: "So this is the residence of 'Ajue'..."
Hearing Qin Shaojun's muttering, Zhao Hongrun was also stunned. Of course he could guess that the "Ajue" in Qin Shaojun's mouth was exactly Princess Yulong's maiden name - "Zhao Jue", which was Princess Yulong's. Even Zhao Hongrun doesn't know his real name.
"Yulong's maiden name is actually "Jue"?"
Zhao Hongrun was slightly absent-minded and couldn't help but feel sad about Princess Yulong's life experience again.
What is "Jue"?
In the Wei State, precious jade was usually carved into a ring shape. Among them, the complete and flawless ones were called "rings", while the incomplete ones were called "jue" - in the Wei State, giving "jue jade" to others represented determination.
Obviously, this name must have been given by Emperor Wei, and it represents the decisive break between Emperor Wei and Xiao Shuai, and the Xiao family of Beiyan.
At this time, Zhao Hongrun finally understood why Princess Yulong was so close to him in the first place and still refused to reveal her maiden name to him. No girl would be willing to be called "the incomplete jade that represents determination."
Thinking of Princess Yulong and Uncle Sixth Prince, Zhao Hongrun couldn't help but sigh sadly.
"Ji Run, what's wrong with you?" Qin Shaojun asked in surprise when he turned around and saw Zhao Hongrun's expression was different.
Zhao Hongrun shook his head: "It's nothing, I just feel a little surprised. I didn't expect that your relationship with Yulong would be so good that she would be willing to tell you her maiden name."
Qin Shaojun was stunned for a moment, and then said with a hint of bitterness: "Maybe it's because we both can't help ourselves... Otherwise, how could we get together and become a couple?"
It can be seen from her tone that she has probably learned the meaning of "Jue" from Princess Yulong.
"This is really hard to say..."
Zhao Hongrun muttered to himself, changed the subject and said, "In that case, I guess you don't mind staying overnight in Yulong's dormitory."
Qin Shaojun nodded. If it was the residence of other women, she would be very concerned about it, but if it was the residence of Princess Yulong, then she really wouldn't mind. After all, they are husband and wife to the outside world, and they are also best friends in private. They have already arrived.
To the point of talking about anything.
For example, even Zhao Hongrun didn't know Princess Yulong's maiden name, but Princess Yulong told Qin Shaojun.
"In that case, you should rest early, Que'er. You don't have to accompany me tonight. Take care of Shaojun for me. If she needs anything, just tell the people in the house." Zhao Hongrun turned to Que'er.
The son said.
"Yes, sir." Que'er replied respectfully.
Qin Shaojun has no objection to this, because she also hopes to leave someone to chat with her. Although Que'er doesn't talk much, it's better than being alone, right?
"Get some rest early." Zhao Hongrun left the attic with one sentence.
Looking at Zhao Hongrun's leaving figure, Qin Shaojun pursed his lips and said with some taste: "He must have gone to find those women in the house..."
Que'er seemed not to have heard this and was looking for bedding in the cupboard.
Seeing this, Qin Shaojun said helplessly: "Qier, please say something."
Que'er stopped what she was doing, looked at Qin Shaojun, and said calmly: "Before September this year, the young master will not consummate his marriage with any woman, so don't worry."
"..." Qin Shaojun was speechless by these words, his face flushed with embarrassment.
After a long time, she seemed to suddenly think of something, and asked softly: "Is it because of that Uncle Sixth Prince?"
"Yeah." Que'er nodded silently, took out the quilt from the cabinet, and carried it up to the attic.
Seeing Que'er abandoning him and going up to the attic, Qin Shaojun felt helpless and had no choice but to follow him.
She no longer expects Queer to chat with her at night to relieve her boredom.
Sure enough, after the two of them got on the bed, Que'er remained silent. If it weren't for the faint sound of breathing, Qin Shaojun would have doubted whether he was sleeping alone in the attic.
I don’t know how long it took, but Qin Shaojun couldn’t bear it any longer and asked, “Qier, are you asleep?”
"Is something wrong?" Que'er replied in a cold tone.
"This tone is really similar to that Mi Jiang..."
After muttering to himself, Qin Shaojun asked curiously: "How did you become his personal maid?"
"Because of my adoptive father's order." Que'er replied.
"Huh?" Qin Shaojun asked in surprise when he heard this: "Then if it weren't for your adoptive father's order, you wouldn't actually want to stay with him?"
Que'er was silent. After a long silence, she said coldly: "Go to bed early."
"No, let's talk for a while." Qin Shaojun said depressedly.
If I put her to bed so early, she won't be able to sleep at all.
Que'er frowned under the dim candlelight and asked in a cold tone: "Young Master, what do you want to talk about?"
"Hmm... tell me, will Ji Run go find that Mi Jiang?"
After much deliberation, Qin Shaojun still asked her the question she wanted to know most.
"No, the young master will go find Miss Su." After saying this succinctly, Que'er turned over.
"Why is it Miss Su? Que'er? Que'er?"
After asking several times but receiving no response from Que'er, Qin Shaojun couldn't help but push Que'er, but Que'er grabbed his wrist.
"I'm going to sleep." Under the dim candlelight, Que'er's eyes were faintly flashing with cold eyes, and her tone was also cold.
"oh……"
Qin Shaojun retracted his hand and secretly rubbed his painful wrist.
She finally verified Wei Jiao's words personally: when Zhao Hongrun was not around, the maid named Queer's temper was far less harmless than when Zhao Hongrun was around.
"Why that Miss Su? Is it because she is his first woman?"
Lying on the couch, Qin Shaojun thought boredly.
At the same time, in Miss Su's attic boudoir, Miss Su also asked similar questions to the man lying on the couch: "Why are you resting here at the slave's house tonight?... It's not that Runlang, you want to be the Sixth King.
My uncle has been observing filial piety for one year, so he is not allowed to get close to women?"
"So I just lay here and didn't jump on you."
Zhao Hongrun, who was lying on the bed, smiled and explained.
In fact, he saw the disappointment in Miss Su's eyes at tonight's family dinner. When she saw Qin Shaojun and Mi Jiang's confrontation over the title of "Su Princess", he came to comfort her. After all, she
She is her first woman.
Feeling moved and sad at the same time, Miss Su asked timidly: "Run Lang, if I hug the slave, will it violate the rules of filial piety?"
"Uh..." Looking at Miss Su's expectant eyes in the candlelight, Zhao Hongrun smiled bitterly and said, "Uncle Sixth had countless concubines during his lifetime, so you don't care about such a thing, right?" As he said that, he stretched out his hand and gently pulled Miss Su.
Take it into your arms.
Leaning on Zhao Hongrun's chest, Miss Su sighed slightly, feeling sad.
"That's good. The title of the main wife will be determined as soon as possible. As for the slave family... after all, the slave family is no longer young..."
What she had been most worried about had finally come to pass: He was fourteen and she was twenty-one. Now he is twenty-one, but she is already twenty-eight.
For contemporary women, twenty-eight is no longer young, because many people become grandmothers in their thirties.
It seems to be in response to the sentence: I was born before you were born, but I was already old when you were born.
"...I wish we could live at the same time and be happy with you every day." Miss Su murmured in a low voice, slightly choked with sobs.
"It's not too late, it's not too late."
Gently patting Miss Su's back, Zhao Hongrun comforted her softly.
At this moment, in his mind, he couldn't help but start to predict what would happen when the girls gathered in Ningxiang Palace tomorrow.
Those two are much harder to coax than the beauty in his arms.