Text: Chapter 24

"Ding......

The copper-gilded enamel clock on the bedside table just emitted a syllable, and was pressed off by Bo Yuzheng's hand, he glanced at the time, but it was only five o'clock, and he didn't know when she set the alarm.

Yisheng is the age of young and sleepy, and she was tired last night, so although it was her own alarm, she didn't hear it, but it made Bo Yuzheng, who had been in the army for many years, wake up immediately.

At this moment, the room was still dark, and the morning light would penetrate through the curtains, and there was only a faint bright color.

He looked at it by this bright color, his wife beside him was sleeping deeply, quiet and gentle, her beautiful little face was slightly biased in his direction, her lips were slightly red, her long eyebrows were like smoke, and the green silk was like ink, winding all the way.

His brows were soft, and he raised his hand to brush away a few strands of messy hair on her cheeks.

Although the movement was slight, it still touched the quilt, and her snow-jade-like neck was faintly revealed, with cloud temples and snow muscles, soft and fragrant.

He couldn't help but think of the way she bloomed like a flower in his arms last night, his palm warmed up slightly, and the soft and smooth touch on her delicate skin seemed to suck the human hand, so that his fingers were reluctant to let go, slowly, slowly rubbing.

Still asleep, she moved unsteadily, rubbing her little face on the pillow like a cat, but she was still too tired to wake up.

He looked at the faint blue in her eyes, and was distressed, so he leaned over and kissed her lightly, reluctant to wake her up.

He had long developed the habit of getting up early, but at this moment, she was sleeping beside him, her breathing was warm and long, and he only felt peaceful and complete in his heart, and he didn't want to move his eyes a little.

I can't help but think that the sentence "Since then the king has not been in court" in ancient times, it is not a complete drama.

He stared at his sleeping wife in the morning light, and at that moment, time was eternal.

By the time Yisheng woke up, it was already bright, she opened her eyes, and there was still a trace of tiredness, but slowly, she realized that something was wrong, sat up from the bed suddenly, and hurriedly looked at the clock on the bedside table, but saw that it was nearly nine o'clock, she covered her face and wailed, and fell back to the bed again.

"What's wrong?"

She was startled when she heard his laughing voice, and then she saw him leaning against the head of the bed, looking at herself with a smile, and then she realized that she was not alone.

Suddenly thought that all his movements were seen by him, and uncontrollably thought of all the things last night, her pretty face "brushed" and burned, and she was very embarrassed in her heart, and she was in a hurry, and she didn't have time to think about it, so she took the quilt and covered herself tightly from head to toe.

He looked at her in the quilt funny, and was worried that she had suffocated herself, so he reached out to pull the quilt, and his voice smiled slightly, "Yisheng." ”

As soon as she put the quilt on, she realized that her actions were too childish, and she regretted it to death, and it happened that he came to pull the quilt again, so she stopped making a fuss, and obediently let him lift the quilt.

One of her faces, faint with rouge color, was delicate, looking at him very embarrassed to open her mouth, and with a little complaint, "I obviously set the alarm clock, and you don't wake me up, what time is it now, how can we go out in a while?"

He laughed, "You can go out however you want." ”

She glared at him, "How can there be a reason for my daughter-in-law to sleep so late on the second day of her wedding, others have to laugh at me." ”

Besides, she had thought about it well, and she still had something to do.

He looked at her slightly disgusted and delicate demeanor, and smiled slightly, "You are my wife, no one dares to laugh at you for anything." ”

She glanced at him again, sat up with the quilt in her arms, and unwillingly went to study the four bells on the bedside table, "I clearly set the time, why didn't it ring?"

He watched her painstakingly tinkering with the bell, and smiled, "I rang it." ”

She suddenly rose again, "That's it...... How could I sleep so deeply that I didn't even hear the alarm go off. ”

He complained to him again: "Then why don't you wake me up." ”

He still looked at her with a smile, "As soon as the alarm went off, I pressed it, and it was natural that you couldn't hear it." You were tired yesterday, so you don't need to get up so early. ”

"It's you, I'll say, why do I sleep like a pig," she reached out and smacked him, "I hate it, you've ruined all the people's plans." ”

"What plan?" he was slightly surprised.

She was a little annoyed and regretful, "I was going to make you and Mom and Dad breakfast today." ”

He laughed, "There are people in the kitchen, and you don't need to do these things, let alone get up early." ”

"Am I willing to be unable to do it?" she glared at him with a little pride, "I got the best grades in the cooking class when I was in Moti, and I practiced a lot in France in the past few years, and even my teacher was full of praise, but it's a pity that you don't have a good taste today." ”

As she spoke, she didn't dare to delay any longer, and quickly got up and walked to the wardrobe.

Although she wanted to go to Pingyang Shuaifu with her husband's family after marriage, there were still a lot of clothes in the house in Shanghai, some of which were bought for her by her mother, and some of which were placed for her by Mrs. Feng, both Chinese and Western, and there was a wardrobe full of them.

She thought that it was not easy to wear too plain at this time, so she picked out a cheongsam with begonia red butterflies and flowers, and her face suddenly turned red when she got it in her hand.

She turned her mind a few times, and wanted to tell him to close his eyes, and felt that she was too hypocritical, but even after last night, she asked her to untie and change her clothes in front of him, but she was always shy.

Bo Yuzheng saw his little wife standing in front of the wardrobe, holding a cheongsam in one hand, blushing, and not moving for a long time.

He smiled, got up and walked towards her, taking the cheongsam in her hand with one hand, "This is good, come here, I'll help you change it." ”

She was scared to death, ashamed and embarrassed, and she didn't care about hypocrisy, so she pushed him back and turned around, "Don't make trouble, turn around quickly, don't turn around." ”

He laughed as she turned himself around, but he was obedient enough to stand still.

When she saw it, Fang relieved herself, and hurriedly stood behind the open wardrobe door, took off her nightdress with her back to him, and changed the cheongsam again.

The cheongsam she chose was a set of slanted dresses, and the buttons were winding all the way, the more she wanted to button them quickly, but the more anxious she was, the more she was in a hurry.

"Are you alright?" he asked, smiling, but he had already turned around.

She couldn't see it with her back to him, so she lowered her head and hurriedly buttoned the last three buckles in front of her, and hurriedly responded, "It's almost there." ”

Before the words fell, she saw that he had already walked in front of her, she blushed and refused to raise her eyes, but her fingers became more and more disobedient, and the more anxious she was, the more she couldn't buckle it.

He laughed out loud and reached straight to the clasp of the flowing gold pearl, "I'll come." ”

She couldn't struggle any longer, so she let go and let his fingers roam in front of her, from the bottom up, first the two in front of the placket, and finally to the neckline.

The pearls between his fingers were shiny and shiny, he slowly buttoned the plate, raised his eyes, and saw her shy face hanging low, a hibiscus color, and couldn't help but smile, "Okay." ”

She said softly, "Hmm", and whispered: "I'll go out first, you change your clothes and come out quickly, I'll wait for you outside." ”

He knew that she was still shy, and he didn't force her, so he smiled and nodded, and she lowered her head and opened the door and walked outside.

There were already several old mothers and little girls waiting outside, and when they saw her come out, they were all smiling, "The young lady is up." ”

While talking, he was busy grooming her Zhangluo.

After a while, Bo Yuzheng also came out, wearing a well-fitting black suit, which lined his posture and made him feel indescribably refreshed.

After the two finished washing, they saw that the handsome girl who sent snacks to Bo Yuzheng last night came in with two pastel-painted gold trays, and a white glazed porcelain cup was placed on each plate, she put the tray in front of the two of them, and said with a smile: "The eldest young master and young lady should drink it while it is hot." ”

Yisheng took it, and a smell of ginseng and heat rose, and she understood that it was customary to send a cup of ginseng soup to nourish the newlyweds on the morning of the wedding.

I didn't want to say anything, so I silently drank the ginseng soup and put it back in the tray after two sips.

There are also people who come to make breakfast, there are porridge and Chinese pastries, and there are also Western-style breakfasts such as biscuits and omelettes, and they are up to them to choose, and the person who came said said with a smile: "Madame has explained, let the eldest young master and young lady have breakfast in the house, don't be in a hurry." ”

Having said that, how can Yisheng sit still, eat a little casually and then go to see Bo Yuzheng, "Have you eaten well, let's go down." ”

Seeing that she was eating so little, he wanted her to eat more, but when he saw the anxiety between her eyebrows, he expected that she couldn't sit still, so he smiled and said, "Let's go." ”

When I arrived downstairs in the living room, Mrs. Feng was the only one reading the newspaper on the sofa, and when she saw them, she smiled and put down the newspaper in her hand.

The two called "Mom" and sat down on the sofa beside her, and Yisheng asked again, "Where's Dad?"

"Practicing Tai Chi in the garden," Madame Feng replied with a smile, "why did you get up so early, you were so tired yesterday, and you didn't sleep for a while." ”

Yisheng said embarrassedly: "It's late." ”

Mrs. Feng smiled, "What's late, your father and I can't sleep when we are old, Wei Lin and Jing Yun have always gotten up late, no, they are still asleep, you should rest for a while." ”

Before Yisheng could speak, Bo Yuzheng smiled, "She set an alarm for five o'clock this morning, but fortunately I pressed it, saying that she was going to get up and make breakfast." ”

Mrs. Feng was moved and happy when she heard this, she only felt that this daughter-in-law was extremely well-behaved and sensible, and what was even more rare was that such a fashionable young lady was willing to go to the kitchen, and shook her hand lovingly, "Silly child, you can sleep a little longer with this kung fu, Yu Zheng didn't let you do this when he married you into our house." ”

Yisheng smiled: "I'm too lazy to move on weekdays, I thought I would be diligent today to let my parents taste my craft, but it hasn't been done yet." ”

Mrs. Feng smiled: "You've all arrived at our house, are you still afraid that you won't have a chance, but once or twice once in a while is fine, I don't want to tire you." ”

He got up again and said, "You sit for a while, and I'll go see if your father has finished practicing." ”

Mrs. Feng said and walked to the back garden, Yisheng stood and sent a few steps, then turned around and came back, and saw that Bo Yuzheng was reading the newspaper, so she called him, "Shao ......"

Just pronounced a syllable, but suddenly remembered what his father had said before, and hurriedly swallowed the word "zhi" back, and changed his mouth to call "Zhong Ting", but because of the first time he called this name, he felt weird, and he didn't even take the following words.

He also noticed her unaccustomedness, put down the newspaper and smiled, "You can call it as you want to call it habitual." ”

She laughed, "Well, if my mother hears that I mixed up your name, although you made it yourself, you will always talk about me." ”

He also smiled, his eyes soft but slightly dim, "No, Shaozhi is also my word." ”

She was stunned and sat down beside him, "I only know that your character is 'Zhong Ting'." ”

He nodded, "After I arrived at Shuaifu, in order to miss my biological parents, my father did not change my name, and still let me have the surname Bo, but he gave me a new name." My father had a son who died young, so he gave me the word 'Zhong Ting' and changed Wei Lin's character from 'Zhong Hao' to 'Shu Hao' to show that I was a member of the Feng family from now on. ”

His voice was very flat, but there was an emotion in the plainness that was difficult for outsiders to understand, and he paused for a moment before speaking again: "As for 'Shaozhi', it was the word that my biological father gave me, but no one called it anymore." ”

His voice was still very light, and there was nothing unusual about his expression, and she only knew a rough idea of his affairs from the report, but she didn't know too much.

But at this moment, her heart was entangled by a sour and slightly astringent emotion, looking at him beside her, it was obviously as deep and hard as a knife, resolute as a mountain, but for no reason it made her sour and soft distressed.

She reached out to shake his hand, each word was soft and soft, but strangely warm and steady.

"Then I'll call you 'Shaozhi' in the future, okay?"

"Good. ”