Marquis An Yi listened carefully to what was going on outside. His son was getting married today, which made him a little anxious. He was afraid that the city wall would catch fire and harm the pond fish. His wife also remembered the incident many years ago.
To be honest, women's thoughts are unpredictable, and until now, he doesn't feel what he did wrong.
Ever since he met his wife, he followed her wholeheartedly, for fear of wronging her. In order to marry her, he went through five passes and killed six generals. He spent a lot of effort, riding horses, archery, wielding swords, and fighting.
He had never used it before. He even walked forward with a mask on him. When Hong Chuanting wasn't paying attention, he suddenly stretched out his foot and threw someone to the ground with a black nose and a bruised face.
Of course, they were later discovered by Hong Chuanting, and the two of them rolled into mud balls on the hillside outside Beijing.
I won’t talk about the past things, they are all old records. In the blink of an eye, he is also a grandfather, and he has a daughter and a son-in-law. Hong Chuanting is determined not to bring up the old things again, and can only accept that he has suppressed him.
One head.
Finally the steward came to report: "The prince has entered the bridal chamber."
An Yihou breathed a sigh of relief and walked out happily: "Madam, you can feel at ease now."
Mrs. Xu ignored Marquis An Yi and still arranged for people: "It's all gone, no one should bother you, and there is no need for grandma to get up early to salute."
After sending the servants away, Mrs. Xu immediately went back to the house to sort out the gift lists sent by the guests, and Marquis An Yi followed her in.
"How much did Hong Chuanting send? You can't give that old boy a cheap price."
Mrs. Xu was too lazy to pay attention. At first, she was very worried. She didn't know what happened between Mr. Hou and Hong Chuanting. Mr. Hou mentioned that Hong Chuanting was always bitter and resentful and would not stop fighting. After making a fuss several times, she
Only then did I realize that the two of them had already worn a pair of trousers, but they were just bored and playing with their left hand and right hand.
The atmosphere in the room seemed a little gloomy.
An Yihou leaned over and said, "Madam, why are you still worried?"
She was not worried, but she remembered the bad experience of her wedding night. Every time her relatives got together, she felt guilty that someone was laughing at them.
Anyihou murmured: "I didn't do anything wrong?"
"The Marquis has done nothing wrong," Mrs. Xu brought a cup of tea to Hou Anyi, "but the Marquis is too stingy and wants to avenge the door before entering the bridal chamber. There is nothing the old Marquis can do to stop him."
Stay, I forced you to rush out of the house."
When she heard that the Marquis rushed to her natal family with a sword to settle accounts with her brother who blocked the door, she felt as if the sky was falling. She didn't expect to marry such a vicious person. Her natal family was already very crowded.
Withered, when she got married, the elders of the clan found many children from the side branches to support the scene. When the Marquis made such a fuss and accidentally hurt the lives of the clan members, how was she going to explain to her parents' family.
An Yihou said sarcastically: "I thought that the boy who blocked the door was very strong and his feet were steady. He might be a good young man in martial arts. So while my lieutenants were all at the banquet, I called him over to chat with them.
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Mrs. Xu has long heard such rhetoric: "After so many years, the Marquis still refuses to admit it."
An Yihou's mouth was bitter. He was telling the truth. If he hadn't worried about these things, how could he have run away from home? Who knew that the Yue family would be so afraid of him and refused to surrender to anyone? He insisted on going in and drank too much.
Somehow, I accidentally tore the clothes of the child blocking the door.
He didn't remember much about what happened next. Someone came to the house, his father grabbed him back, and then he was kicked into the new house.
The lady cried so hard that he wanted to persuade her, but the garlic under her feet turned into a hungry tiger... The lady didn't show any mercy and kicked him. Fortunately, the kick was not very precise, otherwise the next step would have been worse.
There will be no more Qing'an and Qinghuan.
I can't bear to look back on the past, so let's take advantage of the tranquility tonight.
"Madam, it's getting late, let's go to bed early!"
Mrs. Xu ignored it.
"We are an old couple now. It's not appropriate to mention these old things again."
"Master Hou still knows how to be ashamed."
"Oh, I have such good intentions."
The two people were talking and the lights in the room finally went out.
"Madam, can you change your habit of putting broken blades under your pillow?"
"It can't be changed."
"Okay, okay, as long as my husband knows about it, my wife will be happy."
"By the way, although the distant relative who blocked the door didn't make any achievements in the military camp, his son is pretty good. I'll go take a look in a few days. Maybe he has a good seedling."
"You still want to go?"
"Why don't you go? It's just a matter of youth's friendship. You should be thinking about other people's benefits... Madam... don't use the knife... I won't go. I can't leave it alone. I have good intentions."
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In the palace.
Brother Chen waited until the room was quiet before he opened his eyes. There was no trace of sleepiness in his eyes. Tomorrow his uncle would enter the palace to thank him. Thinking of this, his heart skipped a beat.
His uncle said that he would stay and play with him until dark, so what should he do tomorrow? Climb into the tree or sit on the roof? He found that there were many birds in those remote palaces, and he didn't know what was in the bird's nest.
There are no bird eggs.
The more Brother Chen thought about it, the more energetic he became. He wanted to go to his mother immediately and ask her about the things she did when she was a child, but when he thought of his father's deep eyes, he pouted.
When he first moved into the palace, he wanted to stay in his mother's palace for a few more days, but his father refused to agree. He said with a straight face that it would be good for him. He whispered to his mother that his father was a liar, but no one
Believe him, sooner or later he will find evidence.
After being sulky for a long time, Brother Chen turned over in bed and finally fell asleep in a trance. He dreamed that his wet nurse had prepared a plate of freshly picked cherries for him. Each of those cherries was crystal clear and looked extremely sweet.
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He was about to pick it up and taste it, but a big hand reached out and snatched away the cherries in front of him. Then he swallowed the whole plate of cherries with a straight face, leaving not a single one for him.
Xu Qinghuan seemed to have something, she always felt that there was something going on with Brother Chen. She wanted to get up and go to Brother Chen's palace to have a look. Just when she moved, she found that the skirt of her clothes was pressed under Song Chengxuan.
The bed was so big, but he would always squeeze her into it and hold her tightly with one arm, as if he was afraid that she would sneak away.
Carefully taking Song Chengxuan's arms away, Xu Qinghuan gently took out his clothes, and then crept over Song Chengxuan's body.
In the darkness, she felt a long leg move slightly, and then her body lost balance and she threw herself into Song Chengxuan's arms, and her hands pressed on his hot chest.
"It's not yet dawn, where are you going?" A clear voice came, and warm lips pressed on her forehead.
Xu Qinghuan said: "I'm a little thirsty."
"I'll get it for you." He straightened up, poured a glass of water on the table, put it to his lips and tasted it before handing it to her, "It's just right to drink."
After drinking the water, she lay down again. Song Chengxuan skillfully put his arms around him, placed his long slender hands on her back, and patted her gently as if coaxing a child to sleep.
She waited quietly, breathing nervously.
After a while, he whispered: "Go to bed early."
His hands had always been well behaved, and his breathing was very steady. Xu Qinghuan felt a little strange, as before, his hands had already been inserted into her clothes.
Thinking about it carefully, it seems that this situation has been going on for several days.
Xu Qinghuan thought for a while and finally said: "Husband, it's been hard these days, right?" After Song Chengxuan ascended the throne, he would only let her call her emperor in front of others. She also felt it was inappropriate and fought with him, but she suffered a lot and suffered from soreness in her back and legs.
The soft feeling was really unpleasant, so in the end I had to agree.
Song Chengxuan was quiet for a while in the darkness, but his hand stopped and gently squeezed her shoulders.
There was an ambiguous atmosphere in the room. Xu Qinghuan blushed. How could she have such a question?
In the darkness, Song Chengxuan's voice contained a hint of smile: "It's okay now, but I'm afraid the next three months will be really hard."
Xu Qinghuan broke away from her shame. There was something strange in Song Chengxuan's words. Three months? She raised her head and looked over. Song Chengxuan's eyes were as clear as moonlight.
"I..." Her menstrual period is a few days late, is it possible?
"Since you gave birth to Brother Chen, there have been exactly two days before and after your period. This is the seventh day."
In other words, she may be pregnant again.
Just as Xu Qinghuan was enveloped in surprise, she heard the man next to her whisper: "Be patient these days.
If you must... we can take it slow."
She was no longer the old Adou who allowed him to bully her. Now that she was pregnant, she was still afraid of him, so she lowered her head and blocked his mouth.
