Chapter 5

After dressing up the wound, Xiao Zhige called his servants to clean the study. The bowl of noodles that an Changqing cooked by herself is still lying under the window.

The servant who tidied up had heard the movement here. When he came in, he hung his head and did not dare to go out. He lowered his eyebrows and gathered his eyes to clean up his study. When he saw the smashed bowl outside the window, he only sympathized with an Changqing. On the second day of marriage, the prince lost his temper. I'm afraid it will be more difficult in the future.

Prince Xiao didn't know that he was carrying the black pot for the princess. At this time, he was stiff and followed an Changqing back to the main room.

The layout of the main room is still the same as that of the wedding night, with red candles on the table, red money Python mattress on the bed, scarlet gauze with flowers and cicada wings hanging, and red double happiness on the window lattice, showing the wedding celebration everywhere.

The Earth Dragon in the room is burning vigorously. I don't know what kind of fragrance it has. It has a light fragrance.

Xiao Zhige's eyes are deep, and his eyes unconsciously follow an Changqing's back. After returning to her house, an Changqing took off her heavy cloak. There was only a blue-and-white brocade robe in it. The slender waist was tied with a silver waist seal, and there was a Pisces jade pendant and a long tassel tapestry. As he walked, Jin Yu made a slight "clang" sound, which made Xiao Zhige's ears itch.

He couldn't help stretching out his hand across the air. He found that an Changqing's waist was not enough for him. It was willow like and slender. If he used a little force, it might break.

He murmured in secret, thinking that such a delicate and weak person should be protected carefully.

……

Two people make a fuss in the study, time already not early. An Changqing went to wash first, put on a white dress, waiting for Xiao Zhige to go to bed together. While bathing, he thought for a long time, although he didn't know why Xiao Zhige refused to share his room with him, as long as he could return to the main room. If we can't do this, we'd better just let it go.

So when Xiao Zhige came back from the bath room, she saw his princess with long hair, her head tilted and she laughed at him. Her voice gently asked him for credit and said, "I've made my bed."

Xiao Zhige steps a meal, just complexion as usual to walk to the bedside, way: "early rest."

An Changqing didn't notice his abnormality. He climbed up to the bed and slept on the inside. He patted the mattress on his side with a smile and motioned him to come up quickly. He muttered: "the mattress is a little cold."

Xiao Zhige touched the bedding. It was really chilly. Even the arm of the person lying next to him was cold. He hesitated for a moment, turned over and tried to hold the person in his arms: "come here, I'll warm you."

An Changqing was stunned for a moment, and soon regained his consciousness. He kindly put his cold hand on his chest to keep warm.

The man practices martial arts all the year round. He is strong and has a high temperature. He lies on the side like a big stove. On the contrary, it was an Changqing who had been caught in the water when she was young, and her hands and feet were cold all the time, especially in the cold winter. Just now, he quietly coveted the warm stove on his side, but he was thin skinned and embarrassed to go into people's arms.

Now that the heater has made a speech, an Changqing is naturally happy to cooperate.

Perhaps it was Xiao Zhige's careful treatment in his study that made an Changqing's estrangement disappear. So now he starts to sneak up and stick his cold feet on a man's legs, which is quite unusual.

Xiao Zhige hugged him and was rubbed back and forth like a small beast. He was so sweet and unbearable that he could not bear to hold him down for a long time. He said in a slightly fierce tone: "sleep."

An Changqing, who rubbed himself warm, said "Oh" reluctantly and finally stopped moving.

As soon as Xiao Zhige was relieved, he heard the man in his arms raise his head again, groan for a long time and ask, "what's the matter with you tomorrow?"

“……” Xiao Zhige had to tighten his nerves again for fear that he would put forward some irresistible demands: "there will be a martial arts competition in the camp outside the city tomorrow. I have to go. What's the matter?"

Hearing what he said, an Changqing immediately withered down and said, "I'll come back tomorrow. Since the Lord has something to do, I'll go back myself. It's not a big deal."

At least he can go back in this life. In the last life, he didn't dare to talk about it with Xiao Zhige.

Xiao Zhige was stunned. He quickly reflected what day it was to return to the gate in three dynasties. Daye wedding custom, the third day of marriage, the bridegroom to take the bride back to her mother's home, known as the three dynasties back door. It's just that an Changqing is a man, and Xiao Zhige doesn't know how to deal with these mundane affairs. The housekeeper, who should have arranged everything in advance, thinks that he doesn't like an Changqing and doesn't mention it.

"Sorry." Thinking of an Changqing's situation in the prime minister's residence, Xiao zhigorton felt guilty. He pondered for a moment and said, "it's my negligence. I'll send you back tomorrow, and I'll go to the prime minister's residence with you after the martial arts performance in the morning?"

I didn't expect that he would apologize to himself. An Changqing, who was a little depressed, suddenly became happy again and said, "OK."

After that, they both had a good night's sleep.

On the second day, at the same time, Xiao Zhige woke up. An Changqing curled up, his face close to his chest, was sleeping heavily, her cheeks as white as jade were flushed with deep sleep, her lips were slightly open, and she didn't look as cunning and naive as when she was awake.For a moment, Xiao Zhige moved him away and tucked him in. Then he called Wang Fugui to his study.

"What did the princess prepare for her return?" Xiao Zhige sat on the top, his voice was faint, and he could not hear the joy and anger.

But Wang Fugui, who had been waiting on him for many years, understood what he meant and immediately knelt down to accuse him: "it's the old slave's negligence. The Lord forgives him. The old slave is going to prepare."

Xiao Zhige's real eyes stopped on him for a long time, and his forehead was sweating. Then he gave a cold warning: "go and get the thirty boards yourself. The return ceremony is selected from the inner library. Aunt Yu and the second lady have one more. Don't do it again. "

"Yes, I know the sin." Wang Fugui got up tremblingly and wiped his cold sweat: "I'm going to get ready. I'll get the punishment when I get ready?"

Xiao Zhige waved his hand: "go ahead. Remember to show the list to the princess."

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when an Changqing got up, she saw Xiao Zhige practicing his gun outside the window. Men wear black woven silver cloud sleeves, belts of the same color, and cowhide riding boots. His black hair was tied up, his waist was straight, and his two pointed five dragons were black gold. An Changqing leaned against the window to watch, and unconsciously fell in love.

It's no wonder that the rumors outside all say that he is "the evil spirit of Taisui". When the man starts shooting, his eyes are cold and his body is full of anger. If it had not been for the warm arms of an Changqing held by him last night, he would not have believed that such a fierce general would be so meticulous and gentle.

An Changqing's eyes softened and she couldn't help calling him.

Hearing this, the man took the gun and walked towards him. There was still anger in his eyebrows, but his eyes were peaceful: "wake up? Tell the maids to pass on the breakfast? I'll take you back to the prime minister's house after breakfast. "

"Well." An Changqing looked at the sweat on his forehead, hesitated for a moment, or took a towel to wipe it for him.

Xiao Zhige's body was tense subconsciously. When the soft hand gently brushed his cheek, he gradually relaxed, and the deep light flashed through his eyes.

An Changqing didn't notice. After wiping his sweat, he went to dinner with him.

Two people with early meal, just Wang Fugui ready to return to the door, respectfully sent the gift list to an Changqing, asked him there is no need to add additional items.

Looking at the extra herbs for her mother and the jewelry for her sister on the gift list, an Changqing's heart warmed. Wang Fugui was extremely perfunctory to him yesterday morning. He certainly didn't think that. As for who The answer is clear. He looked at the man sitting on one side and gave him a good-looking smile: "I thank the Lord for my mother and sister."

Xiao Zhige's expression is still light: "don't say thank you."

An Changqing laughs, two people finish breakfast, then set out to the prime minister's house. An Changqing could not ride a horse, so he took a carriage. Xiao Zhige rode with him on one side. The prime minister's residence is in Sixi Hutong, which is close to the Imperial City, while the royal residence is in Baping Hutong, which is far away from the imperial city. It was only a quarter of an hour to ride the horse between them, but the carriage had to walk for half an hour. When the party arrived at the prime minister's residence, it was already the right time.

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it is said that when the chariots and horses of the Northern Warlord's mansion are approaching the gate, an Zhike and his wife Li have no reaction. An Zhike also frowned: "this just married, how come back?"

Li knew that he didn't like his son. He just wanted to answer the question. He suddenly thought of it and was surprised: "today is the day of returning home in three dynasties, isn't it?"

This is the beginning of chaos in Anfu.

No matter how much an Xiangguo didn't like the son, and no matter how much the Northern War king didn't want to be emperor, their identities were there. One is a prince with outstanding achievements in war, and the other is a princess. Even if you don't like it in secret, you can't let people pick the wrong place in the face. Otherwise, just a charge of disrespect to the royal family, you can let the censor participate in his book.

In a hurry, Li asked his subordinates to open the main gate, and then let them pass the news to the top and bottom of the prime minister's office. Those who have official positions need to change into official clothes, and those who have high orders need to make up according to their products. Only when they are all tidied up, can they lead the top and bottom of the prime minister's office to wait in front of the main gate.

When the carriage of the Northern Warlord's mansion stopped in front of the gate, an Zhike's smile was flawless, as if he had been waiting for a long time to greet him: "prince, princess, please come inside. The house has been waiting for a long time. "

Xiao Zhige sat on the horse and nodded a little. He didn't see the intimacy with his wife's family. He was still as cold as a stranger: "old prince, Prime Minister. There's something important to do in the camp outside the city. I'll send Changqing over and leave. "

Then he turned to an Changqing and said that he would come as soon as possible. After that, without waiting for other people's reaction, he rode away.

An Zhike is not happy, but it's not surprising to think that the Northern Warlord always had this temperament, and he didn't get along well with an Changqing. Without the presence of Xiao Zhige, the smile on an Zhike's face faded, and a group of people surrounded an Changqing into the house.

An Changqing's mother and son can't be happy. They used to have no position in the prime minister's mansion, and all the servant women in the mansion could step on it. Now once married into the palace, became a princess, but to the prime minister's house up and down to greet.

Although an Changqing was forced to marry in the past at the beginning, now seeing him sitting in the top position in his splendid clothes, others all have to be short and respectfully call him the princess. All the people in Anfu are not satisfied. Not to mention the young masters and young ladies who used to bully an Changqing.There are a large number of people to settle down, with a total of four rooms. The four bedrooms all live in the courtyard. An Zhike's room is a long one. Besides the third young master, an Changqing has two sons and three daughters. His eldest son, an Changyu, and his eldest daughter, an Xianyi, were born by his wife, Li Shi. The second young master, an changduan, and the third young lady, an Xiange, were born by Liu's concubine. An Changqing and his younger sister an Xianyu were born by his aunt Yu.

My aunt Yu was born in Qinglou, and for some unknown reason, she was disgusted by the owner of the family, and her two children were bullied in the house. At the beginning, everyone was afraid to do too much for fear of Yu's regaining favor. Later, several times, an Changqing was reprimanded for being bullied and went to an Zhike to make decisions. After a few lessons, an Changqing no longer expected his father to make decisions for their mother and son. Knowing that the more he resisted, the more he would be bullied, he gradually learned to be patient. Just two years before he was forced to marry out, the young masters and young ladies of Xu Shi's family finally felt bored and seldom bothered him. Just met or can not avoid sarcasm and ridicule.

"Pheasants dare to pretend to be Phoenix." Anxian song, sitting on the right, turned her lips and mumbled a lot.

The flower hall was quiet, and no one spoke at the right time, so her voice was particularly prominent. For a moment, everyone's eyes in the flower Hall fell on her.

An Zhike frowned slightly, and not too harshly scolded: "Ge'er!"

"The third lady is young and not sensible. Don't tell her the same thing." Liu's also followed to make a comeback, but also made a fake model of an Xian song: "quickly admit your mistake to the princess."