Solitary pet

Chapter 211

The red water chestnut gauze several feet high hangs down from the eaves and lays out all the way. The whole corridor seems to be trapped in the red waves. When the wind blows, the red water chestnut gauze ripples and spreads.

The space between the sky and the earth shrunk suddenly, and it was completely stuffed in this section of Hongling corridor, like a small theater stage.

After an unknown amount of time, the scorching day outside Lingsha was covered by night, and the moon quietly rose from the small pond by the west house and climbed above the blue tiles of the corridor.

The golden osmanthus that fell from his gauze hat was scattered all over the corridor, and the flower buds had already been twisted into pieces, a little bit here, and dragged all the way there.

She was already so tired that he put her on his shoulders and carried her forward.

Although it was a slightly cool day, the two of them were very hot. They were only wearing a light tulle dress, and beads of sweat were faintly dripping from their foreheads.

Barefoot, he stepped on the petals, and there were pieces of sweet-scented osmanthus on the soles and insteps of his feet.

He Sheng stared at the broken flowers all over the floor in a daze, his head wearing flowers all over his head appeared in his mind, suddenly remembered something, and said: "Husband, you haven't had time to see how I dress you up."

Before he even had time to lift out the bronze mirror for him to take a picture, he was brutally tortured for an entire afternoon.

Well, it's all right now, the flowers are broken, and the corolla hat she put in so carefully was shaken by him, and it all fell off.

Shen Hao was in a good mood, and asked: "Tomorrow, the lady will dress up for the husband again."

He Sheng was happy, and just about to respond, he let out a "Hey" and continued: "Husband, is the Autumn Song Festival coming soon? Can I wait until the Autumn Song Festival to dress you up?"

Shen Hao's feet froze.

The Autumn Yin Festival is to commemorate the ancient sage. It is said that this sage loved flowers and plants. When he died, he wore fragrant flowers and a blood-stained crown.

On the day of the Autumn Song Festival, both men and women will walk with flowers in their temples. The court ministers will also wear flowers on their crowns and clothes, and even saints will use flowers as hairpins on that day to imitate the elegant practice.

Of course, not all men are willing to put flowers on their temples. There is one exception, on the day of the Autumn Song Festival, some people even bet on whether he will go out with hairpins today.

The exception is Shen Hao.

He Sheng hadn't realized that today, Shen Hao was able to obediently let her have a head full of flowers without resistance or disgust, which has reached the level that outsiders dare not imagine.

It's okay to put flower hairpins and osmanthus at home, but it's a little difficult for him to go up to court on the day of the Autumn Song Festival.

Sure enough, Shen Hao refused straight away.

He Sheng was slightly disappointed, but still begged him coquettishly.

Shen Hao asked vigilantly: "Why do you have to let me make hairpins that day? Do it at home, you look happy, can't you just do it?"

He Sheng glanced away, feeling a little guilty.

She wouldn't tell him that she had made a bet too, which was not a small bet.

Almost everyone in the Qianzhuang casino in Wangjing bet that the prince will definitely not have hairpins this year.

Often the more impossible, the more breakthrough.

He Sheng thought confidently, maybe his breakthrough point was her.

Maybe she begged him, and he agreed.

When he got up to change his clothes on the fourth watch, she opened her bright eyes, pulled at the hem of his clothes, and asked, "Husband, about the Autumn Festival..."

He answered without hesitation.

He Sheng was so happy that he got back under the quilt and rolled around excitedly.

She seemed to have seen the day when she made a lot of money.

The day before the Autumn Song Festival, He Sheng made a list, writing down all the flowers and plants he could think of.

This is the first time the prince has made his hairpin appearance, so he has to prepare well.

From head to toe, from boots, trousers, jade belt, top, neckline, to the final highlight of the show, the crown hat, she wished she could put flowers on him.

In fact, she did too.

Before going out, Shen Hao was inexplicably flustered, seeing the malicious smirk of the opposite person, he always felt weird.

"Ah Sheng, show me the bronze mirror."

He Sheng had already removed the bronze mirror.In case the prince was dissatisfied after seeing his attire, she specially ordered the whole house not to keep a mirror.

He Sheng imitated his usual appearance, with his hands behind his back, and he stroked his beardless chin like an old pedant, nodded in praise and said, "This kind of romantic temperament can only be possessed by heavenly immortals, my husband can rest assured."

Shen Hao couldn't let go of it at all.

He looked suspiciously at the sleeve robe that was covered by flowers so that no pattern could be seen, and asked, "Ah Sheng, do you really think it's so pretty?"

He Sheng said decisively: "Of course!"

In order for him to go out smoothly, He Sheng added: "My lord, if someone doesn't praise you today, I will let you do it tonight."

... Anyway, she is ready to renege on her debt.

Not surprisingly, today was her first day of greetings with sunflower water, and with sunflower water to protect her body, she was not at all worried that she would be ravaged by him at night.

Shen Hao took a deep breath, put on his usual arrogant posture, and went up to the court in a relaxed manner.

(End of this chapter)