Chapter 485

It was because of this move that Shen Yueshan was completely at ease entrusting Shen Xihe to Xiao Huayong, and it was also because of Shen Yun'an's silent move just now, this is the intimacy of a family.

However, Shen Yun'an and Shen Yueshan didn't know that Xiao Huayong also exposed all the secret ways of the imperial palace in front of Shen Xihe, and he has been completely honest with her since then.

The shock in Shen Xihe's heart, even after returning to the East Palace with Xiao Huayong, has not yet calmed down.

Beside her is Ziyu, who loves to read storybooks the most, and is a person who can't help sharing them with others after reading them. Several maids gather around and often tell some sentimental stories.

She has also listened to a lot, and it is not that she has never met a loving couple in the northwest, so she only feels that love cannot last long, and has never questioned that there is no true love in this world.

However, everything Xiao Huayong gave her was unimaginably profound.

"Don't look at me with such touching eyes." Xiao Huayong lowered his head and kissed her eyelids, a warm and hoarse voice sounded in her ears, his eyes were scorching and seemed to have a fire burning inside.

It was also like a fierce beast was about to break free from his eyes, which made her a little scared, but she wanted to obey him, so she stretched out her hands involuntarily, and when he bent down to kiss her, she wrapped his neck around his neck ...

Blue light, night light is cold, more romantic than looking at it from the side of the pillow;
The hibiscus tent, the moon is low and sleepy, and the spring night is short with cloud and rain.

On the second day of the bride's wedding, even the crown prince and his wife had to pay respects to their family members like ordinary people. Shen Xi and Xiao Huayong went to the Empress Dowager's palace together, and first offered tea to the Empress Dowager. And prepared a lot of things.

Sitting here for a while with the Empress Dowager, they got up and went to the Mingzheng Hall after counting that Emperor Youning had almost gone to court.

"Take the chariot." The chariot stopped at the gate of the Empress Dowager's palace, Xiao Huayong carried Shen Xihe into the chariot, and sat with her.

"Let me go." With so many people watching, he didn't hesitate at all, "I can walk, if I ride a chariot like this, I might be dressed in some way by them."

I am convinced that just thinking about it will make my face hot and embarrassed.

"Pass what?" Xiao Huayong swept her playfully.

Shen Xihe glared at him, this man is so shameless!

Xiao Huayong, who was pleased by her appearance again, grabbed her hand and kissed her fingertips: "You just sit, the world knows that I am weak, and I want to ride a chariot, what has it to do with you? You can't Take a chariot and let the princess follow the chariot to the Mingzheng Palace?

If this gets to father-in-law's ears, how dare I accompany you back home in the future? "

Shen Yueshan didn't return to the northwest until Shen Xihe returned home.

Only then did Shen Xihe realize that this person was just a porcelain doll in the eyes of others, she never thought of this at all, only thought of...

Xiao Huayong couldn't help laughing again, Shen Xihe tugged at his sleeve: "Restrain yourself, you are a 'frail and sickly' person."

With such a confident smile, he is not afraid of others' suspicion.

"These are all trustworthy people. When strangers approach me, I will naturally restrain myself." Xiao Huayong deliberately lowered his voice, leaned into Shen Xihe's ear and said, and couldn't help but kissed her earlobe after speaking.

It made Shen Xihe stare at him again, while Xiao Huayong smiled contentedly like a successful cat.

When Shen Xihe and Xiao Huayong arrived at the Mingzheng Hall, Emperor Youning had just finished eating the court food, and when there was a grand court meeting, His Majesty could only go to court hungry, and could only eat after the court.

Emperor Youning did not embarrass them, he showed his father's face just right, prepared generous gifts for them, and let them go back to the palace to rest.

She is married, married to the East Palace, this place she is familiar with, maybe because she has come and gone here before getting married, maybe it is because of the man who became her husband beside her, she is not at all uncomfortable, nor is she at a loss to get along with her. perturbed.

It's just that when she went to sort out the dowry and count things in the East Palace, she saw a painting.

She is not unfamiliar with this painting at all, it is a portrait drawn for Xiao Huayong according to Xiao Huayong's meaning, he is sitting under a tree with one leg bent, and one leg is stretched out, but now there is a girl pillowed on this long straight leg , this girl turned out to be herself, when did she draw herself on it?

She took down the painting and went to look for Xiao Huayong: "Xiao Beichen, how do you explain this painting?"

Xiao Huayong was flipping through the memorials assigned to him. When he looked up at the painting, a trace of guilt flashed in his eyes, which was immediately replaced by grievances. He sighed deeply: "Once in a night, the dream is like this. Yoyo is intimate, but Yoyo never gives me a chance to get close, so I have to draw a few strokes to comfort lovesickness."

Shen Xihe:  …

After doing such a shameless thing, he even said that he was so pitiful, as if he was forced by her to live.

If this was discovered before the wedding, Shen Xihe would definitely ruin it, because one day without marriage may become a variable.Just imagine if such a painting existed without marrying Xiao Huayong, it would be hard to argue.

But now that they are all married and have performed the ceremony of the Duke of Zhou, it seems that there is nothing out of the ordinary about this painting, so Shen Xihe has no choice but to recognize it.

Turning around, I found another knotted knot. The knotted knot was exactly what Xiao Huayong rubbed away from him on New Year's Eve the year before last, but there was only a strand of black silk wrapped around the knot. I still remember that when my cousin got married, she went to Linchuan County, Xiao Huayong writes a letter every day, and there is a strand of hair in the letter. You don't need to look at it to know who it is.

Shen Xihe glanced at it twice, and was about to look away, when Xiao Huayong hugged her from behind, resting his chin on her shoulder: "Husband and wife have hair, you still owe me a strand of blue hair."

This custom is not inherent, only those couples who were in love before marriage will tie their hair together after marriage.But since Xiao Huayong mentioned it, Shen Xihe didn't want to refuse either: "If you don't let me go, how can I cut my hair?"

Xiao Huayong went to get the scissors by himself, hooked up Shen Xi and a strand of blue silk to cut, and cut off his own strand, and divided the two into two halves, weaving one half and the other together to form two strands .

Shen Xihe understood, bent over and took two sachets that he had sewn himself, and handed one to him.

Xiao Huayong raised his head and smiled softly at her, and handed Shen Xihe a strand of hair that was tied together by the two of them.

They exchanged each other, put each in a sachet, and Xiao Huayong hung it on his waist: "I must wear it every day in the future."

Touching the sachet, Xiao Huayong's eyes flickered, and he said: "It's just that the color of this sachet can't match every piece of clothing, and I have to trouble you to make more colorful sachets."

How could Shen Xihe not understand his little thoughts, she smiled slightly as a promise, she was just looking for a sachet, and saw Xiao Huayong stealing from her a handkerchief embroidered with fairy ribbons, the handkerchief was not tied, she took it Come out, thread the needle, and start hemming.

 I went out in the morning and came back late in the afternoon, so the update was late, but today I actually wrote [-] words + did not have a little water to complete the task.

  Let’s talk about Hejiu wine here. Xie is a kind of gourd, commonly known as bitter gourd. The earliest drinking cups were made with either wine glasses or bitter gourds, which is the origin of the name of Hejiu.

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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