The only favorite Qing Palace: Concubine Xi An

Chapter 542 Hongli Extra Story ([-])

On June [-]th of the tenth year of Yongzheng, it is appropriate to marry.

There are two big red flowers hanging on the stone lion outside the gate of Prince Bao's mansion.It means that something festive is about to happen in the palace.

When the bridal sedan chair was carried out from the Fucha mansion, there were already many people crowded around the door.

However, none of the guards who are still in Prince Bao's Mansion are just for nothing.Forcibly opened a road, so that the sedan chair landed safely outside Prince Bao's Mansion.

Fourth Master was holding Lan Xin's hand and was about to leave the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Their son was about to get married, and they were Ama and Erniang, so it was natural to go at this moment.

"Fourth Master! There are so many discounts, and you don't wait until you come back to deal with them. The auspicious time is coming, and the children are going to worship." Lan Xin was very anxious, and her steps under her feet involuntarily accelerated a little.

"Look at you, what are you doing so excited about your son marrying a wife?" Fourth Master said with a smile on his face, "I'll make up a wedding for you another day, okay?"

...Where is this?

Lan Xin's face was already red, but she still let the fourth master pull her, and they went outside Prince Bao's mansion together.

The guests are full, and Jing Hao Hongxi has come to greet the guests early.When Fourth Master and Lan Xin passed by, they also kept a low profile as much as possible, for fear that those people would be a little more restrained because of their arrival.

At this moment, Hongli's face is full of spring breeze, which is naturally from the heart.

The little girl who had been his childhood sweetheart since childhood.The little girl who used to cry.That little girl who he swore to love and respect for the rest of his life finally became his serious Fujin on this day.

Words of congratulations were endless, but at this moment Hongli was thinking about the person in the wedding room.

After dark, the guests enjoyed themselves.Hongli was a little drunk, and he didn't dare to drink any more at this moment.I'm afraid that if I drink too much, the smell of alcohol will scare Fucha Qingwan later.

The wedding room of the two is in Yingxintang, the main house in the backyard.It was spacious and gorgeous, and Hongli had carefully dressed it up.

On a June night, I was still a little restless.I don't know if it's because he drank too much alcohol, but Hongli always felt a little thirsty at the moment.

"My lord, this servant has prepared sober soup." A voice came from not far behind.

Hongli was a little confused at the moment, and after thinking for a while, he turned around and realized that the person who came behind was actually Yue'er.

"What are you doing here?" Hongli frowned, looking a little unhappy.

Yue'er restrained her expression, and said respectfully: "Today is a great day for the prince and Fujin. The slave girl thought that the prince must have drunk some wine before, so she ordered the front yard to prepare hangover soup and bring it over."

With that said, Yue'er planned to step forward.

"No need." Hongli didn't want to talk to Yue'er at the moment, so he said, "Fujin will prepare it, you can go back."

After saying this, Hongli left without looking back.

Yue'er stood where she was, and could only quietly watch Hongli walk away.The hands holding the food box also involuntarily clenched into fists at this moment.

"My lord, this servant has served you since childhood, why do you treat this servant like this?" Yue'er was a little unwilling after all.Silently carrying the food box, he continued to walk forward step by step.

Hongli is not completely ignorant of Yueer's thoughts.It's just that Hongli always gave her a little more tolerance because he thought of Yue'er's hard work and no credit for so many years.

But now it seems that this tolerance has sometimes become her presumptuous capital.

Inside Yingxintang, Fucha Qingwan ate a bowl of noodles brought by the maid Azhu at night.

It's late at night now, and I'm already a little sleepy.After a day of tossing, getting married is really a tiring thing.

The door of the room was pushed open by Hongli without warning.

Fucha Qingwan's heart went up to her throat.Through the red hijab on top of his head, he could only see the pair of jet-black shoes approaching him.

That is Hongli.

Fucha Qingwan is very familiar with the moiré pattern on this pair of shoes.

"I am coming."

Just these three simple words made Fucha Qingwan feel at ease.

"En." Fucha Qingwan responded, feeling that Hongli was already sitting beside her.

Next, there is a series of customs of lifting the red hijab, eating the pastry of children and grandchildren, and drinking a cup of wine.

After doing all this, the people in the house slowly retreated.The atmosphere suddenly became a little more charming.

"I've been looking forward to this day for so many years." Hongli grabbed Fucha Qingwan's hand and said indiscriminately, "Awan, you are so pretty."

Fucha Qingwan's face turned red all of a sudden, and she said coquettishly, "I have been waiting for this day for a long time."

Hongli shook his head, put Fucha Qingwan's hand on his heart and said, "What kind of concubine is not a concubine? You are my wife, and we will get along with each other in the future."

"How can this be?" Fucha Qingwan said, "Why don't I call you Shiro?"

"Well... Awan, this one is good." Hongli smiled evilly, and said again: "There is a better name, I thought of it."

"What is it?" Fucha Qingwan's heart skipped a beat, she always felt that Hongli had bought a hole for her to jump into.

"Your husband?" Hongli said, "Well... your husband is also good."

...

"Husband." Fucha Qingwan called out with a blushing face, and saw Hongli looking at him with burning eyes.

Su Hexiang has been lit in the room at this moment, the sweet and greasy smell seems to make both of them intoxicated.

"I love Xinjueluo Hongli in this life, and it is enough to have you, Fucha Qingwan." Hongli said: "We are husband and wife, and there is no doubt about love."

"Tie hair as husband and wife, there is no doubt about love and affection." After Fucha Qingwan said this, she already felt Hongli's warm breath spraying towards her.

Have a good night.Until the next day, when the two of them woke up at the sun, they looked at each other and remembered what happened last night, and they couldn't help but blush.

Especially Fucha Qingwan, thinking of Hongli's appearance when he was bullying her, turned around in a hurry and stopped looking at Hongli.

Why didn't I see before that this guy is so bad?

As a result, just thinking about it like this, the person lying next to him has already moved closer, and the two bodies are so tightly attached to one place.

"What are you thinking? Why did you turn around?" Hongli surrounded Fucha Qingwan, and gently touched Fucha Qingwan's cheek.

It feels warm and smooth in the hands, which is really a good feeling.

Hongli is a little distracted at the moment.Unexpectedly, just as Fucha Qingwan turned around at this moment, he touched something hot.

"Eh?" Hongli was stunned, kissed Fucha Qingwan lightly, and said in vague words: "Look, you can't blame me."

PS:

Qing Wan: Shiro!
Hongli: Hey!Wan Wan!
Zhen Huan: ... (Did I mess in?)

(End of this chapter)