Wangfu little dumb wife

Chapter 781 Serving Tea (2 More)
When Song Yuanbao returned to his home, all the guests had left and the lights were still on in the new house.

Ye Ling sat on the bed, clasped her hands nervously, Xiang Ning was talking to her all the time, but she didn't listen much.

It wasn't until Xiangxiu, who was guarding outside, heard "My uncle is back", that Ye Ling seemed to come alive, and suddenly raised his head, staring at the direction of the inner door.

Not long after, Song Yuanbao, who was dressed in plain clothes, came in from the outside, and when he saw her, his expression softened significantly.

"Have you waited for a long time?"

Ye Ling shook her head and looked at him with concern, "How's the matter in the palace?"

"The Supreme Emperor has passed away, and the palace is in chaos right now." Song Yuanbao sighed.

Although he had expected it a long time ago, Ye Ling was a little frightened when he heard Song Yuanbao say it himself, and muttered to himself: "The empress just got married today..."

Song Yuanbao recalled the situation when he entered the palace earlier, Zhao Xi was standing by the white marble railing outside the emperor's bedroom, his face was neither sad nor happy, neither hurt nor angry, he really had no emotion at all.

But it was precisely because of this that Song Yuanbao felt uncomfortable.

If it was said that in the past, Zhao Xi still had one or two thoughts on his face, but from now on, it will never happen again.

It's like saying that if Zhao Xi wants to secure the throne, he has to bury his former self.

It was late at night, no matter what happened in the palace, people outside the palace would still sleep.

Ye Ling didn't often stay up late, sitting next to Song Yuanbao, she really wanted to yawn, but she was afraid of being laughed at by him, so she could only yawn, her eyes were watery.

The banquet was withdrawn too quickly before, and Song Yuanbao entered the palace after Song Wei and Wen Wan. He didn't have time to take care of his new daughter-in-law, and now he remembered, "Baby, are you hungry?"

Ye Ling was quite sleepy at first, but when she heard this address, she immediately shivered, and most of her drowsiness receded.

She glanced around, but fortunately except for Xiang Ning, the other three maids were outside, so she turned her head and glared at Song Yuanbao.

Song Yuanbao was so cute by her angry look, he smiled and stretched out his hand to touch her little face, and asked Xiangning to go to the back kitchen to get some snacks.

Xiang Ning backed out in response.

When there were only the two of them left in the room, Ye Ling muttered in a low voice, "Don't call me that in front of the maids, they should laugh at me tomorrow."

"I'm the one who shouted, so let them laugh at me." Song Yuanbao looked unrepentant.

Ye Ling was ashamed and helpless.

Song Yuanbao took her little hand and held it in the palm of his hand, "Today is our bridal chamber, but something happened in the palace. There are many taboos during the national funeral, so I can only wrong you first."

With his hand held like that, Ye Ling's heart beat fast, she lowered her head, "I can understand."

Not long after, Xiangning brought some snacks and a bowl of warm vegetarian porridge.

In fact, she mentioned before that she should let the girl eat something first, but at that time Ye Ling only thought about the affairs in the palace, so she couldn't swallow it. Now that Song Yuanbao came back safe and sound, her heart was finally relieved In fact, when you see muffins and vegetarian porridge, your appetite will come when you say it.

Seeing her drooling staring at the sponge cake, Song Yuanbao was both distressed and funny, waved his hand to let Xiangning back out, picked up the white porcelain bowl, and fed a spoonful of porridge to her mouth.

Ye Ling blushed, "I can come by myself."

"I left without taking care of you just now, and now I'm feeding you as an apology." Song Yuanbao's voice was low and his eyes were full of tenderness.

It was very difficult for Ye Ling to resist such Song Yuanbao, as if being bewitched, he opened his mouth involuntarily, and then he was fed a spoonful of hot porridge.

After eating, it was already a stick of incense, and Xiang Ning brought Xiangxiu to bring hot water in for the young lady to wash.

Knowing that it is impossible to consummate the house tonight, and there is no need to listen to the room, the two of them are very conscious, and they will leave after delivering the hot water.

Song Yuanbao called them suddenly, "Bring in the soft couch outside."

Xiang Ning was taken aback.

Ye Ling, who was sitting in front of the mirror taking off her makeup, turned her head and looked at him.

Song Yuanbao said with a smile, "I'll sleep."

Xiangning and Xiangxiu looked at each other, they were very hesitant.

When a newlywed meets a national funeral, it is a courtesy not to consummate the house, but it is not necessary to sleep in separate beds, right?If this gets out, the girl will have no status at all in the Song family.

"Why, do you have an opinion?" Song Yuanbao frowned as he watched the two of them standing there stupidly.

"No, no." Xiang Ning hesitated and had to take Xiangxiu to move the soft couch outside.

Song Yuanbao walked up to Ye Ling, bent down slightly, looked at Jiaojiao in the bronze mirror, and said in a low voice: "I am a normal man, it is already very painful not to consummate the wedding night, let me share the same bed with you sleep, it will kill me."

Ye Ling instantly blushed from childhood to neck, and her ears were burning hot, wishing she hadn't heard these words.

Xiangning and Xiangxiu quickly placed the soft couch in the inner room, and turned out a new set of bedding.

Song Yuanbao waved his hand when he saw that he was almost there, "Go down!"

Both of them saluted and bid farewell.

Ye Ling turned around after washing, and saw Song Yuanbao was sitting on the soft couch and flipping through the scripts she brought from her natal home.

"You like this?" He nods one of them.

"I don't like it very much, it's just to pass the time when I have nothing to do." Ye Ling said truthfully.

Because the book routines on the market are similar, it seems to be boring to read.

Song Yuanbao said, "If you really like it, I can write it for you."

"That won't work!" Ye Ling shook his head directly.

"Why not?"

"You are the champion of the new discipline, how can you write such unrefined things?"

Song Yuanbao felt awkward hearing her yelling "you you you", "What did you just say?"

Ye Ling thought he didn't hear it, so he repeated it again, "I said, these books are for common people. You are the champion of the new discipline, and if you want to write, you are also writing about national policy and strategy. How can you touch this?"

Song Yuanbao just smiled, raised his eyebrows slightly, "Who is the champion of the new division?"

"You, you!"

"I?"

"Who else could you be?"

Song Yuanbao put down the script, looked at her with his chin in his hands, "Who am I?"

"You, you are, you are..." Realizing that he was tricked, Ye Ling stopped talking in a fit of anger.

"Hey, call me your husband." Song Yuanbao stretched out his hand and pulled her to sit on his lap.

Seeing that Ye Ling couldn't yell out, he said, "We're both married, the only difference is the fact that we're husband and wife, don't you really have to wait until that day to change your mind?"

"No." Ye Ling replied in a low voice, either she didn't change her words, or she just didn't get used to it for a while.

"Then call me and listen."

Ye Ling bit the corner of her lips, and said in a weak voice, "Sir."

"Speak louder, I didn't hear you."

"Xianggong~" Ye Ling called out again with a shy face, and looked up at him, but seeing Song Yuanbao's face was strange, she was startled: "Did I say something wrong?"

Song Yuanbao took a deep breath, stretched out his hand to push her away, and pulled the new bedding that Xiang Ning had prepared to cover her.

Ye Ling looked at him with a puzzled face, "What's the matter?"

Song Yuanbao didn't look at her, and turned his face to one side as much as possible, "It's too late at night, you go to sleep, you have to get up early tomorrow, I don't know if mom and dad can rush back to drink your bridal tea."

Ye Ling still felt that something was wrong with him, "Master, why did you push me away just now? Did I upset you?"

"No." Song Yuanbao didn't know how to explain to this silly girl.

"But I look at you, it seems that you have a fever." Ye Ling followed anxiously, "I'll ask Xiang Ning to call a doctor for you."

"You don't need to ask for a doctor." Song Yuanbao gritted his teeth, and said every word: "You ask her to prepare a bucket of cold water for me, and I'll just go soak."

"How can you soak in cold water when you're sick?" Ye Ling still felt that something was wrong, and reached out to touch his hot forehead, "If you really don't want to see a doctor, I'll ask Xiangning to fetch some ice and apply it to you." Ask again: "Where is the ice cellar?"

Song Yuanbao really couldn't argue, "I, I'm really fine, but the weather is too hot and I want to take a dip in cold water. You have to ask Xiangning to prepare it, otherwise I won't be able to sleep tonight."

Ye Ling had no choice but to say "Oh", and then went out to tell Xiang Ning.

When the cold water was ready, Song Yuanbao was afraid that Ye Ling would see something, so he got up from the soft couch and ran to the clean room as if to escape, and finally heaved a sigh of relief when he took off his clothes and soaked in the bathtub, but at the same time he was worried.

The national mourning is less said to be on the 27th, this is really terrible!
He's not Zhao Xi, he can't be abstinent, and being able to restrain himself to this level in front of his new wife is already the limit.

After taking a cold shower and returning to the room, Ye Ling couldn't stand it anymore and went to bed first. The Baizi tent was lowered to block the situation inside. Song Yuanbao really wanted to see her sleeping face, but was afraid that the situation just now would happen again, so he had to Obediently lie down on the soft couch.

All night without words until dawn.

Song Wei and his wife helped out in the palace all night. Considering that the bride was going to offer tea this morning, they hurried back to the Song Mansion.

When Ye Ling woke up, Song Yuanbao had already dressed, and the quilt on the soft couch was neatly folded and put back in the closet.

Seeing her lift the curtain, Song Yuanbao smiled, "Dad and mother are back, wash up quickly, I will take you to the front hall to serve tea."

(End of this chapter)