Xiao Ci didn't know what he was doing. Song Qinghuan washed up after dinner and flipped through the booklet written by Taxue under the lamp. When he felt a little sleepy, he took a rest.
By the time he returned, it was already high in the moonlight and Song Qinghuan was already fast asleep.
He didn't eat outside, so when he saw Song Qinghuan sleeping, he didn't bother her. He just called Chunlan, who was on duty tonight, and asked the kitchen to prepare food that was easy to carve.
This residence was newly renovated, and Xiao Ci didn't live here before. While it was being renovated, there was no maidservant to come to the courtyard as an errand, and he had to wait for Song Qinghuan's dowry to fill up the courtyard.
He didn't mention these small details, and Song Qinghuan didn't take them seriously.
Chunlan saw that the prince was very kind to his girl, so she immediately left.
Xiao Ci then went back into the house.
There was still a yellowish lamp burning in the corner of the couch in the room. Song Qinghuan was sleeping soundly on his side, with a corner of a blue booklet exposed on the edge of the pillow.
Xiao Ci sat next to the edge of the couch. When he saw the blue booklet, he turned it out and took a look. When he saw the detailed records on the affairs of the house, he smiled slightly and put the book back under the pillow.
Then he got up and walked to the dressing table, and found a luminous pearl from the bottom drawer on the left to hang it in the tent.
His back and forth movements woke Song Qinghuan up, and before he even opened his eyes, he cursed: "Are you going to let me sleep?"
Xiao Ci hung up the night pearl, smiled again, tucked Song Qinghuan's quilt, and said, "I'm quarreling you, you can go to sleep."
With that said, he went to the outer room.
Song Qinghuan groaned twice and turned over with the brocade quilt in her arms, but she suddenly felt sleepy again.
Hearing the door opening and closing outside, as well as the faint sound of voices, I stayed in bed for half a day, then I opened my eyes again, put on my clothes and went out.
Chunlan had already gone out with the food box, and there were several letters on the dining table. Xiao Ci was eating and reading the chicken noodle soup just brought from the kitchen.
Song Qinghuan raised the curtain and went out, frowning when he saw this situation.
"It's not a good meal at all." He took the letter out of his hand, folded it carefully and put it under the pile of letter.
Xiao Ci raised his head to see her and was not annoyed. He picked up a chopstick of noodles and said, "I'm just looking at it to pass the time."
He asked her again: "Did your husband bother you?"
"How can you not make noise if you make such a big move?" Song Qinghuan yawned and sat next to him. For a moment, he thought of the one thousand taels of gold IOU.
Holding her cheek, she asked him: "Your Majesty, I see there are not many masters in this mansion, but the expenses are huge. How much private property do you have? How much is your annual income?"
Xiao Ci didn't even know that Song Qinghuan was trying to settle an old score, he just thought that she had entered his house and was pretending to be the hostess.
He curved his lips and smiled, not hiding anything: "There is a lot of private property, and the annual income should be at least ten thousand words."
He raised his eyebrows and then said: "Call my husband twice to come and listen, and I will bring you those private properties to have a look at."
"Haha..." Song Qinghuan laughed twice, not because of his private property. His expression suddenly changed and he asked: "Uncle Jiu, you are so rich, why are you so stingy?"
Xiao Ci didn't know why: "How to say?"
"I do remember that Uncle Jiu once gave me an IOU for a thousand taels of gold. Then the IOU was returned to Uncle Jiu before it was redeemed."
Song Qinghuan said in a nonchalant manner: "Oh, I am just too simple-minded to think that Uncle Jiu doesn't have a real wife to take care of the house. He not only has to raise a pair of children, but also the girl in Fireworks Willow Lane. I'm afraid life will be difficult."
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"I never thought, but I'm just being sentimental. Uncle Jiu is living an extraordinary and carefree life, and he has a lot of money in his hands, but he just doesn't want to spend it on me."
Only then did Xiao Ci realize that he couldn't eat any more noodles in the blue and white porcelain bowl. He put down his chopsticks and wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, but the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were already stained with smiles.
He said: "You little girl, you really have a blind eye to gold and jade. How can you compete with a thousand taels of gold to get a husband? Is it possible that the husband is not worth the thousand taels of gold?"
"It's not worth it." Song Qinghuan rolled his eyes and snorted softly.
"I'll give you two choices. One is to quickly exchange the thousand taels of gold for me, and the other is to sleep in the study tonight."
Xiao Ci felt helpless when he saw her little money-loving look. He threw the handkerchief on the dining table and ignored the letter above. He bent down and carried her into the inner room.
"You little thing, your wings are damaged, yet you dare to let me sleep in the study."
Song Qinghuan was afraid of being thrown away by him, so she hugged him tightly, blinked her eyes, slowed down her voice, and said: "Then, how about the prince be kind enough to exchange the thousand taels of gold for me?"
Xiao Ci walked quickly, holding Song Qinghuan in his arms without going to the bed, and only went to the bathroom behind the screen.
He said: "No, you were willing to pay back the IOU at the beginning, but now you are acting so recklessly that I won't accept it."
The man threw it into the bathtub and opened the water gate, and Song Qinghuan was immediately doused like a drowned rat.
I choked on two mouthfuls of water and wiped my face before I could open my eyes.
"You..." Before a curse word could be uttered, he swallowed it hard.
He swallowed hard, chuckled, and begged for mercy: "Good brother, I've been really tired these past two days, can we talk it over?"
As he spoke, his back was firmly attached to the tub, and all his clothes were stuck to his body.
Xiao Ci said three times, five divided by two, and smiled casually: "It's easy to talk about. I will come and have a good talk with you as husband."
When you get to the back, you can still hear voices.
Song Qinghuan later remembered that she should have pretended to be asleep even when she was awake. She had to get up to do something, and even argued with him about whether it was a thousand taels of gold or not.
It was like losing both his wife and his soldiers.
Xiao Ci didn't go out the next day, so he stayed awake until Song Qinghuan woke up.
Song Qinghuan woke up in his arms, looked up and saw the evil smile on his face, turned red, turned around and kicked him down.
He said: "What time has it been and I still haven't gotten up."
He muttered again: "Either I can't see anyone for a whole day, or I can't even stand under the sun for three days."
Xiao Ci knew that she was shy, so he didn't offend her. He laughed in a good mood, got up and put on his clothes, and then said: "To make up for the fact that my wife was not able to see anyone all day yesterday, today I am a husband."
Let the lady see you all day long."
Song Qinghuan thought he was farting and didn't believe a word of it, but it wasn't until she put on her clothes, washed herself, sat in front of the dressing table, and watched Xiao Ci playing with her rouge and gouache that she realized that he really wasn't.
