The daily life of the science master's book-wearing group

Chapter 126 The fish in the fish tank (three more)

After eating porridge, Song Qingyue was sleepy again, and so was Li Zhao.

Neither of them slept last night.

Before Shangtaan went to bed, Li Zhao tied the corners of their clothes together, so on this happy wedding night, he simply slept with his arms around Song Qingyue.

Early the next morning, both Song Qingyue and Li Zhao slept soundly, but none of the servants dared to wake them up.

The imperial concubine is weak, who can afford it if she faints again?
In the end, because she had been with Song Qingyue for a long time, she was more courageous than the servants of the palace, and knocked on the door outside the house, reminding the two masters that it was getting late and they had to get up.

Song Qingyue woke up leisurely in Li Zhao's arms, and when she opened her eyes, she saw those beautiful peach blossom eyes scrutinizing herself.

She immediately turned over, pressed her face on the pillow, and hid it, the face that has not been washed in the early morning is not good-looking.

Such a shy look is really touching, Li Zhao was moved immediately, he took Song Qingyue's shoulders, and leaned over to kiss her, but Song Qingyue hid herself so much that she only kissed her cheek, but it was also fragrant and soft, which made him panic Feel at ease.

Outside, Nanny Bai urged her again, and Li Zhao got up to answer, and asked someone to come in and wait for the concubine to wash up.He also went to the clean room to wash and change clothes.

After grooming, seeing Song Qingyue sitting in front of the mirror with her hair in a bun, he walked over and picked out a green flower and bird hairpin for her, and put it on the high bun.

"do you like it?"

he asked looking in the mirror.

Song Qingyue nodded slightly, her expression still a bit dazed.

Li Zhao put his arms around her, held her hands, and whispered in her ear: "From now on, you will be my wife, do you understand?"

Song Qingyue lowered her eyes, not daring to meet his gaze.

The man's sense of oppression was so strong that she couldn't breathe.

There was still no joy or shyness on her face.

The fine and dense coolness spread from the palms of the hands to the soles of the feet, but the scorching anger ignited in the heart. Li Zhao clenched his teeth, clenched his fists, endured and endured, suppressed his anger, and conveyed the morning message in a fairly peaceful tone. meal.

Song Qingyue seemed to feel Li Zhao's displeasure, looked at him cautiously, and saw that it was getting late, so she hurriedly got up and went to the main courtyard to greet the prince and concubine with tea, but Li Zhao pressed her shoulders to let her sit down.

"You have a good breakfast before you go. Father drank a lot of wine last night, so it will definitely not be early today."

As for what happened to the princess, Li Zhaoti didn't mention it either.

Is this intentional to embarrass the princess or is it simply ignoring?

Song Qingyue thought about it secretly, but she was relieved, that means that she doesn't have to respect the princess too much in the future.

Husband and wife are one, she always advances and retreats with him.

Song Qingyue was taken aback when the breakfast was put on the table. She glanced over, such as shredded chicken noodles in fish soup, boiled three shredded chicken in chicken sauce, steamed dumplings with three delicacies, pancakes and fruits, glutinous rice cakes, deep-fried dough sticks and soy milk...everything she likes to eat , even meat floss bread, egg salad sandwiches, these things she fiddled with.

She glanced at Li Zhao, and saw that he was elegantly holding a sandwich of egg salad with ham and shrimp cut into small pieces with his chopsticks, and he was eating deliciously with a glass of unsweetened soy milk.

Not to mention, the strange things that this girl made when she was young taste really good, like mayonnaise, Li Zhao likes it very much, and the fluffy steamed buns baked with butter in this kind of noodles taste good too.

Song Qingyue was wondering how many people had Li Zhaoan planted in her family?
He knows himself very well, as if he was a fish he kept in the aquarium long ago, but she always thought that she was living freely, but now, she suddenly found that she was just being kept in another aquarium... …

Li Zhao's appearance of eating comfortably made Song Qingyue feel very bad.

Seeing Song Qingyue not moving her chopsticks, Li Zhao told himself several times in his heart not to worry, but to be gentle, so he asked in a soft tone as much as possible: "Why don't you eat it? Isn't this what you usually like to eat? Do you want to eat something else? You can ask the kitchen to make it now."

"No need, these are fine."

Picking up the chopsticks, she felt that the delicious food on the table had become fish food floating on the water.

Eh.

Fish food is fish food, can you starve to death if you don’t eat it?
If it comes, it will be at ease, no matter what, first put your mind right, and always try to live a good life.

The closest thing to her is a plate of lily water chestnut root rice noodle cake, the translucent pink is made into a plum blossom shape, and it looks first-class.

She picked it up and took a bite, then put it down with a frown. She didn't know what was wrong with her body. Occasionally, when she lost her appetite, everything tasted like chewing gum.

As a foodie in my previous life, I wanted to lose weight but couldn’t lose weight. I wanted to eat everything. In this life, I have experienced what it means to be unable to swallow.

In fact, she was not so weak at first, mainly because of the illness during the Lantern Festival last year, and she has not yet fully regained her vitality. In addition, she was always in a bad mood a while ago, too anxious, unable to sleep well or eat well. Been sluggish for months.

Li Zhao frowned, immediately patted his chopsticks and looked at Lin Wanfu, angrily said: "Who made this pastry? Get out!"

"Your Highness!" Song Qingyue raised her head in shock, "Don't be like this, it's because I am in poor health and have no appetite, so I can't blame the cook!"

Li Zhao turned his head, and glanced over with still angry eyes, scaring Song Qingyue to lower her head, not daring to look at him.

"Really! It's me. I'm not in good health and I don't have a good appetite. Please don't blame innocent people."

Her voice was trembling, and her eyelashes trembled in fear, as if she was about to cry again.

Li Zhao looked at her like this, anxious and helpless.

"Then be good and eat well. Eat some if you can't eat." He handed her the chopsticks.

Song Qingyue nodded, took the chopsticks handed to her, and forced herself to eat a bowl of high soup shrimp egg custard and two soup dumplings before being allowed to stand up.

The maids of the palace filed in one after another, taking away the cups and trays, while several other maids with pretty faces and graceful figures waited for Li Zhao to wash his mouth and clean his face.

Then he walked around behind the screen, as if he wanted to change his clothes again.It was still being served by the big servant girls, their movements were delicate and gentle, and there was nothing wrong with it.

The Song Mansion did not have the habit of changing clothes after meals. Mo Yun and Mo Xiang, the maidservants who came over as dowries, were a little confused to see the maids of the Palace serving the master so skillfully. They looked at Song Qingyue hesitantly, and wanted to ask if she was Also change clothes.

Song Qingyue lowered her head and took a look at her current body. The sky-blue magpie plum blossom horse face was paired with a lotus-colored eight-treasure twig pattern top, and a bright red back-pattern woven golden trousers was covered on the outside. It was rich and festive. Seeing nothing wrong, he waved his hand and sat aside to wait for Li Zhao.

She is her, Li Zhao is Li Zhao.

The life style of the royal family's children who have to ask a bunch of people to serve them in everything is really uncomfortable to watch... She quickly moved her eyes away.

Li Zhao came out from behind the screen in better clothes, and saw Song Qingyue's brows were furrowed tightly, her hands pressed to her stomach, looking very uncomfortable.He took a few steps forward, knelt down and asked her softly if she was not feeling well.

Song Qingyue shook her head: "It's just that I eat too much, just walk."

So Li Zhao, who was going to take her shoulder to walk, led her slowly.

The Prince's Mansion occupies an excessively large area. From Song Qingyue's point of view, it is a small Forbidden City, and its regulations are much larger than the Prince Gong's Mansion that he visited in Beijing in his previous life.

When going out this morning, Song Qingyue realized that her yard was actually called Wufangzhai.

puff!
She almost couldn't hold back her laughter, and suddenly she changed from a fish to a big rice dumpling. I don't know if it was the author's bad taste or she just didn't think of a good name for the restaurant and picked it up lazily.

Li Zhao didn't understand why Song Qingyue smiled suddenly, but as long as she smiled, he could feel at ease a little. He didn't want to marry her back but saw her with a sad face every day.

He, Li Zhao, shouldn't be so downcast that even his wife can't see him.

Seeing Li Zhao staring at her with her head down, Song Qingyue immediately avoided her eyes and said in a low voice, "I like the name Wufangzhai."

Li Zhao raised the corners of his lips, showing a sense of unrestrainedness in his helplessness, and a sense of pride in his unrestrainedness.

This smile is called spring breeze ten miles, falling flowers all over the ground.

I have to admit that this man's skin is truly one in a million.

He said: "This name was given by my concubine mother."

"Mother and concubine woke up very well." Song Qingyue said.

Li Zhao took her hand, looked at it and rubbed it for a while, the creamy skin, onion-like fingers, slender and small, placed in the palm, as if playing with a piece of high-quality suet jade.

The expression on his face was so bright and so dark that people couldn't guess what he was thinking. Song Qingyue boldly moved her fingers and scratched Li Zhao's palm in exchange for his softened face, and then led her outside. go.

Wufangzhai was on the East Road of Wangfu, and it took about a quarter of an hour to walk to Yin'an Hall on Wangfu Middle Road.

It must be too late to meet the princess. When the young couple entered, everyone in the backyard of the palace and Li Zhao's brothers and sisters had all arrived, and it seemed that His Royal Highness Su Wang was the only one left.

On the wedding night yesterday, the story of the bride fainting from hunger in the bridal chamber has been widely known.

Wufangzhai didn't ask for hot water last night, and the concubine didn't even ask Xi Niang to ask for a hipa this morning.

Seeing Li Zhao enter the door with the new concubine of the weak Liu Fufeng, Li Yi, the second son of the second concubine, took the lead in shouting: "Our little sister-in-law is counted. Get up late, but you don't know the rules!"

Song Qingyue looked at the second uncle in surprise, was she speaking too bluntly?The description of Li Zhao, the second younger brother in the original book... Forget it, I can't remember it at all.

Anyway, she didn't apologize immediately, but instinctively glanced at Li Zhao.Li Zhao saw her eagerly looking at him for help, and immediately raised a gentle smile, put his arms around Song Qingyue's shoulders, and said to his second younger brother, "Father hasn't arrived yet, so it's not too late."

Then he bowed slightly to the concubine who was sitting at the head and said: "Mother and concubine must have heard about what happened yesterday, Yue'er has been weak since she was young, please don't embarrass her in the future."

The concubine smiled indifferently and said: "The concubine mother has been looking forward to our Ah Zhao getting married for all these years, and it is finally settled. The concubine mother is so happy that it is too late, why would she still make things difficult for your eldest concubine? Look at you nervous. Since If you're not feeling well, sit down quickly."

Song Qingyue said cautiously and cautiously: "But the daughter-in-law hasn't served tea yet."

Li Zhao said with a smile: "I have to wait for my father to come and pay respects together. The elders give me a gift. It's not respectful. Sit down."

Song Qingyue seemed to feel relieved at last, supported by Li Zhao, and sat down with the second son Li Yi and the second wife Meng Yuyan who had entered the door last year.

Seeing Song Qingyue's coquettish and timid appearance, Meng Yuyan showed disdain.

But Young Master Yi kept staring at Song Qingyue with his eyes.

Although he had heard rumors that the third girl from Song Ge's hometown was as beautiful as a fairy, this was the first time he had seen her. At first glance, he couldn't take his eyes off for a while.

Seeing his expression, Meng Yuyan pinched Young Master Yi's thigh angrily. Li Yi almost cried out, turned his head and glanced at Meng Yuyan, and Meng Yuyan stared back.

Li Yi snorted and turned away from her, so Meng Yuyan pinched him again. Li Yi got angry and stretched out her hand to pinch him back, so the two of them were like two starlings grabbing food, pinching each other's flesh, and neither of them wanted to go first. Let go.

But the princess and the side concubines are still here after all, Meng Yuyan glanced up, seeing the princess frowning at her, she could only let go reluctantly.

Both of them blushed with anger.

Song Qingyue watched the young couple as if watching a play.Li Yi is seventeen this year, and Meng Yuyan is sixteen this year. Both of them are good-looking, good-looking adolescent couples playing around, just like watching idol dramas, which is very interesting.

Seeing that she was staring at the second couple with great interest, Li Zhao leaned into her ear and asked, "What are you looking at?"

Song Qingyue also leaned her head up to his ear, and said in an old-fashioned tone: "Look, they haven't grown up yet, youthful, so energetic."

Li Zhao lowered her head and looked at Song Qingyue's still immature face in a very speechless manner. She herself was three months away from 16 years old, and she actually said that others didn't grow up...

(End of this chapter)