Chapter 101
In the stuffy sky of the day, it actually started to rain lightly.

The raindrops hit the old sweet-scented osmanthus tree in the west of the courtyard densely. The crown of the tree is lush. A few wisps of rainwater slid down the branches and leaves, and fell on the colorful peonies on the flower stand below. The petals fell to the ground and lost their color. Came over to brave the rain and carried Shaoyao into the house.A copper tree palace lantern is burning under the wall in the east room, and the Boshan furnace is placed under the copper lamp. Green smoke curls up, and the room is filled with a light and pleasant mint aroma.

Red candles were dimly lit in the bedroom, and festive red quilts were rolled up on the bed.

All of these were prepared by Nanny Sun. When she heard Wei Ziqian repeatedly urging Xia Sichan to have dinner with him when he came back, how could she say more?Then I knew that the uncle and the lady were going to get things done.
So I asked a Quanfu woman in the yard to help make the bed.

Afterwards, he stared at the kitchen to prepare dinner himself.

Xia Sichan was still leaning on the pillow to read under the lamp, and inadvertently raised her head. She didn't know when the rain stopped outside the window. It just so happened that the moon and stars were scarce, and the sky was gradually getting dark.

It really is the rain in June, come and go when you say it.

The heat of the day finally dissipated invisible in this evening.

Wei Ziqian changed from the Songju Courtyard to his official robes, wearing a basket of thin thick purple shirts, which is rare, stepped over the threshold of the courtyard, stepped down the steps, and went straight to the inner room.

The maids and women I met along the road all bowed and stepped aside politely, all with joy in their voices: "Your servant has seen you."

Wei Ziqian walked around the screen and saw the person sitting in front of the table, quietly watching with eyes full of affection: "Chan'er, I'm back for my husband." After speaking, the smile on his lips spread.

Xia Sichan put down the travel notes she was reading in her hands, raised her eyes, and saw Wei Ziqian, who was tall, wearing a sapphire crown, and incomparably handsome under the candlelight of dragon and phoenix.

Especially his pair of phoenix eyes were a little blurred due to drunkenness, which made people blush and heartbeat.The small mouth opened slightly: "Master is back."

Xia Sichan felt flustered and ashamed when he watched him like this, but she couldn't hide, so Wei Ziqian walked over and sat down beside her.

Sun Nanny smiled and brought someone to dinner at the right time, placed it on the small round table in the outer room, and also offered a pot of wine: "Master, young mistress, please have dinner." Take it away, and when you walk to the door, you don't forget to put down the curtain and close the door.

"Shiju, Hongyan and Xiaomei, you all go down, I'll watch over here." Nanny Sun was worried that the little girls were here to watch over, and sent them to sleep.

Afterwards, he called to the Quanfu woman in the yard: "Madam Qiu, go to the kitchen to boil water."

"Okay, the old lady will go now." Grandma Sun grinned her mouth with one missing front tooth, and agreed happily.

It's such an honor to be appreciated by the nanny in charge.

Besides, the masters are docile, and their life as servants is also easy.

In the room, Wei Ziqian waited for Xia Sichan to eat five or six cents full, and glanced at the Hebei wine offered by Nanny Sun at the table.

Reaching out for the wine cup, the two were very close, Wei Ziqian held the wine cup and handed it to Xia Sichan, Xia Sichan also raised his arms around his hand to hold the wine cup.

Wei Ziqian laughed and drank the wine in one gulp.

Xia Sichan squeezed the wine glass tightly, she remembered that her family said that the Heying wine must be finished, and on the wedding day, she only cared about the sorrow of the spring and autumn, so how could she remember if she had finished the wine?

At this time, although he felt the wine was spicy, he drank it up.

As soon as Xia Sichan finished drinking, her face felt hotter.

"Chan'er." Wei Ziqian's voice was hoarse.

Xia Sichan felt that the breathing of the people around her became a little heavy, her jaw was lifted, her lips felt hot, and they were pried open little by little, and she was forced to raise her head and open it slightly.

Feeling dizzy, not only the Hejin wine she just drank, but the smell of alcohol on Wei Ziqian's body also made her drunk.

She took a breath, and dodged back: "Sir, how about waiting for Chan'er to call someone to bring you hangover soup?"

Wei Ziqian took advantage of the situation and pressed over, and there was an ambiguous atmosphere in the dormitory.

Wei Ziqian's consciousness is clear, he listened to Xia Sichan's soft voice, his eyes were a little dark.

He hugged her by the waist and put her down on the bed, chuckled lightly: "The best hangover soup is right in front of my husband, why bother to look far away."

Afterwards, Xia Sichan's delicate embroidered shoes rolled down under the bed.
After a long time, Wei Ziqian hugged her slender waist, held her fingers, and said with a satisfied smile: "Chan'er, to be honest, my love for you may have been superficial at the beginning, and it was mostly just a matter of lust. You are so pretty, but I can't hide my expectation when I think of being with you day and night." He paused, and his tone became softer: "It's been a long time, and I want to spend time with you watching the flowers bloom and fade in front of the court, and also I would like to follow the clouds and clouds in the sky with you, and I also hope to have children with you and enjoy the joy of being around your knees, Chan'er, are you willing?"

His words hit Xia Sichan's heart like a fist. She had never said such words to her when she married him in her previous life. At that time, she seemed to have lost the qualifications for happiness. Everyone despised her. She was humble and hopeless. , terrified and confused until death.

Her tears were like broken beads, falling down one by one, hitting Wei Ziqian's lapel, turning light purple into deep purple.

The previous life was too exhausting, and my heart was full of scars.

Wei Ziqian in this life is different from his previous life, he treats her sincerely and loves her sincerely.
Wei Ziqian took the handkerchief and wiped away her tears, and said with a smile, "Why are you crying so sad, I thought you didn't want to."

"I would like to!" Xia Sichan wept uncontrollably, the old scars were gone and new ones were added.

Wei Ziqian threw away the veil, kissed the tears on her face, and gently coaxed: "If you want, don't cry, I will love you in the future."

Xia Sichan vaguely saw that Wei Ziqian took a dagger at some point, and a strand of hair fell into Wei Ziqian's hand in the blink of an eye, and at the same time he cut a strand of hair himself.

He braided and intertwined the two strands of hair, looked at Xia Sichan with those bottomless phoenix eyes and said, "You and I will tie our hair together, and it will be a ceremony." Xia Sichan stared at Wei Ziqian in a daze With the braided hair in his hands, his eyes were a little sore, and for some reason, an inexplicable emotion surged in his heart.

Get married as a wife!
Tears rolled down from his eyes and flowed down Wei Ziqian's neck.

Xia Sichan lay on Wei Ziqian's body, trembling slightly, how could she not be happy to cry for something she had never done in her two lifetimes?
Wei Ziqian stroked Jiang Mi's back again and again, hugged her tightly in his arms and said in a low voice, "Hey, why are you crying again? It's because of your bad husband, which caused you a lot of grievances."

Xia Sichan bit her lip, she didn't want to cry, but Wei Ziqian's words made her cry uncontrollably.

She has never dared to think about it, and even feels that these days are like a dream.

Seeing him weaving the two people's hair together, it seemed that something settled in his heart, and he was no longer so erratic, worrying about gains and losses.

 Wei Ziqian: Chan'er, you and I are of the same heart, and finally the ritual is done
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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