A happy event in a fertile field: the black-bellied husband is as beautiful as a flower

Chapter 524 You Only Have Me, I Only Have You

Ming Yanjun said calmly: "You also said that he should come because of emotion and reason. He himself is not afraid of being laughed at, so what am I afraid of?"

Seeing her lukewarm attitude, Mammy really sighed, and said: "Your maidservant knows that Miss has no feelings for the Seventh Prince yet, but this feeling can be cultivated slowly after marriage. Miss just doesn't care for the family. For the sake of thinking, you should also think about the rest of your life, and you should manage it well."

The imperial decree must be obeyed, and the family must not be ignored, so even though she has no feelings for the seventh prince, she still married.

Ming Yanjun also comforted himself in this way, maybe after she gets married, she will fall in love with the Seventh Prince.

But she really doesn't like to compete with others for favor and love, and care about every detail.

The nanny in this room was still persuading, but the maid in that room hurried over, with joy on her face again, and said, "The Seventh Prince has come to us again!"

The servants were stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly gathered together happily.

On Meng Mei's side, someone had come to report to her that the Seventh Prince was coming towards her, but she waited for a long time but no one came.

It was only after asking later that the Seventh Prince was robbed by someone on the way there.

This person is none other than Chongyi who is beside Meng Yan.

Meng Mei's innocent and playful face was finally like layers of dark clouds pressing down, it was so gloomy that it didn't match her age.

Is this going to be against her clearly?

The close servant girl stood aside, inexplicably frightened, and asked tremblingly, "Second girl, what shall we do?"

Meng Mei glanced at her, the expression just now disappeared without a trace, sighed lightly and said: "Forget it, it won't happen tonight, there will be opportunities in the future."

Ming Yanjun did not expect that Yin Rong really entered her new house.

The two followed the steps and completed the opening ceremony in the new house step by step.

The mammy's servants all laughed from ear to ear, and congratulated and wished again and again, showing the joy of marriage to the fullest, which made the couple look like outsiders in their plainness.

After drinking the Heji wine, the servants withdrew and closed the door.

Then the two sat opposite each other, feeling a little stiff for a moment.

Ming Yanjun asked: "Didn't you go to her place?"

Yin Rong was a little embarrassed, and said, "I just want to ask her something."

He remembered something, pointed to a stack of cloaks sitting on the couch, and said: "Princess Yin Wu asked me to hand it over to you, saying that I asked you to borrow it last time."

Ming Yanjun was stunned.

When Chongyi gave him the cloak, Yin Rong was also a little surprised.

He did not expect that Lord Ming Yan and Princess Yin Wu still had such friendship.

Since it was ordered by Aunt Wuhuang, of course he had to deliver it in person.And think about it, if he hadn't met Meng Shu who he didn't want to see on the way, he would have come to Ming Yanjun in the first place.

So other unpleasant things were put aside for a while, and then returned to the east courtyard again.

Seeing that he had found a topic, Ming Yan Jun told Yin Rong roughly what happened at the Winter Welcome Ceremony.

The two chatted without saying a word, and Mr. Ming Yan found that this person was not so difficult to accept.

Before I knew it, it was late at night.

It's time to change clothes and go to bed.

After the two of them lay on the couch together, Yin Rong first asked, "Are you willing to perform the ceremony of Duke Zhou with me?"

Ming Yanjun said: "If you have to ask me, I'm not very willing yet."

Yin Rong smiled and said, "I can wait until you want."

Lord Mingyan said sincerely: "People in the world often say that the Seventh Prince is a gentleman, polite and courteous, and his reputation really lives up to his reputation."

Yin Rong said: "As husband and wife, you and I should treat each other as guests and respect each other." He patted her hand lightly, and said, "Go to sleep."

Ming Yanjun looked sideways at the outline of his closed eyes, he seemed to be fine.

He also slowly closed his eyes.

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Coming out of the prince's mansion, the night outside was like ink.

The lights in front of the mansion were dim and dim, reflecting the wedding from the uproar of guests to the closing of the curtain.

When everyone left the venue one after another, they stood under the lights in front of the door, bid farewell to each other, and then returned happily.

It was cold, and there was a faint mist when he spoke and breathed.

Until the end, the last hustle and bustle in front of the door also turned into calm.The vermilion gates of the Prince's Mansion were closed from both sides.

Meng Yan and Yin Heng were sitting in the carriage, heading home.

Yin Heng inevitably drank some wine tonight, and there was a faint aroma of wine on his body.

Meng Yan lazily leaned down and lay her pillow on his lap, the silence and tranquility filled the space between the two of them.

Meng Yan put her arms around his waist, and was about to speak when Yin Heng asked in a low voice, "What do you want?"

Meng Yan curled her lips into a smile, buried her head in his clothes room, and said, "I remember when we got married. It's been a year."

The nervousness of getting married at that time, thinking about it now, seems like it was yesterday.

She said: "I am very lucky, because you only have me, and I only have you."

There is no third person beside.

But in this world, not all women are as lucky as her.

She can't control others, she can only cherish what she has more, and cherish the man in front of her.

Thinking of this, Meng Yan always wanted to get close to him, always wanted to hug him.

She rubbed herself up in Yin Heng's arms, raised her head and kissed his chin.

A lamp was lit under the corner of the outer eaves of the carriage, and the flickering very faint light stretched in from the gap in the brocade curtain, and she could vaguely see her smiling face.

When she raised her head, a head of black hair flowed down her shoulders, and her eyebrows and eyes were full of charms that were difficult to carve out.

Yin Heng's eyes fell on her lips, he tilted his head slightly and leaned over, approaching her.

The profile of his side face is extremely deep, and when he approached her, his eyes deepened and his lips parted slightly; his movements were slow, but every expression and look in his eyes made Meng Yan deeply feel that he just wanted to kiss at this moment. she.

Meng Yan's soul was hooked by him, and when he touched his lips, there was a shuddering feeling from the touch, which went straight to the bottom of his heart, and his heart beat.

Later, Meng Yan was in a daze, the sound of the rolling ruts of the carriage rang in her ears, and the man in front of her was pushing her in the corner and rubbing her ears.

The blazing temperature made her eye sockets hot.

The scent of wine permeating between her lips and teeth merged with his breath, and she couldn't tell whether her limbs and bones were brittle or drunk.

The carriage arrived at the gate of the palace and stopped smoothly.

Chongxian, Chongyi and Yan'er, who were sitting on the shaft of the chariot, jumped out of the chariot first.

But after waiting for a while, there was no movement in the carriage.

Chong Xian bit the bullet and reminded: "My lord, we're here."

Still nothing.

Chongxian was relatively stable, but Chongyi was very impatient. If the prince and concubine didn't come out again, she would wonder whether they were both in the carriage.

In order to prove his suspicion, Chongyi stepped forward to grab the curtain.

Chongxian and Yan'er dragged her back in time.

(End of this chapter)