When Han Jun returned, it was already completely dark.

In the new house, there is only the flame of the dragon and phoenix candles, and the candle flame hits the bright red house, casting a hazy shadow of light and extinction. Lu Zixin lay down in his clothes, and he was already asleep on the bed, with a thin blanket on his body.

The heavy makeup on the woman's face had been washed away, and the lead was gone, revealing her original delicate color, her skin as white as jade, and a faint warm glow under the candlelight.

The fine fluff had been twisted away, and his facial features were immediately clear, as if in one day, the girl, who had been nothing more than a maiden, had grown up and become his wife.

Han Jun lightened his breathing and footsteps, and stopped the maid who wanted to ask for peace.

There have always been only small servants in his yard, and he was afraid that Lu Zixin would not like it, so he had already put them all in the outer yard, and personally selected a few maids to come in.

Coupled with the green sandalwood incense and the winter solstice, as well as the two-room people who were married by the Lu family, the huge courtyard is actually very deserted.

But Han Jun felt that he had never had such a huge peace in his heart.

He walked over to the bed, bent over, and lowered his head to look at the person on the bed.

After freshening up, Lu Zixin has changed into a dress, a red Yunfei makeup flower woven satin embroidered begonia spring brocade dress, and a red filament pleated satin skirt with a wisp of gold and a hundred butterflies wearing flowers, the complicated bun has been loosened, pulled into a loose weeping cloud tassel bun, a gold-inlaid beaded stone inlaid jade butterfly hairpin is inserted on the top, and the white and small earlobes are worn with red jade hibiscus earrings.

Her whole person was wrapped in a big red dress, and her little white jade-like face was also sunk on the red quilt, only a green silk pressed the ground, which was even more called her thrilling beauty.

Xu is sleep is not sinking, Lu Zixin moved his body, and a wisp of green silk hung down and landed on the white and greasy neck.

Lu Zixin raised his hand, scratched the socket of his neck, and went back to sleep.

Han Jun's gaze fell with her wrist with a jasper bracelet, and stopped on the woman's body with undulating breathing.

He drank a lot of wine, because he was happy in his heart, and he did not deliberately restrain himself, and at this time the wine came up, and his body was full of slightly drunk wine.

For fear of waking up Lu Zixin, Han Jun stopped above her, and the woman's fragrance drilled into the tip of his nose for a while.

Han Jun's heart fluttered.

Finally, there was still a trace of clarity, and after enduring and enduring it, he took two steps back and turned to take a bath.

The man's footsteps gradually disappeared, and Lu Zixin dared to quietly open his eyes a slit.

When Han Jun came in, she had actually woken up. It was just an inexplicable fear that made her afraid to open her eyes, even if it was only for a moment with him.

"Young lady?"

Qingtan walked in, and saw Lu Zixin crooked on the bed with his hands on his chest, looking frightened, and his pretty face was crimson, so he glanced at the direction of the clean room, and asked in a low voice uncertainly, "Do you want to go to ...... young lady?"

Do you want to go and bathe the prince......

Qingtan couldn't speak, but Lu Zixin already understood the meaning of her words.

Before getting married, Qi told her that as a wife, she should take care of her husband's food, clothing and daily life, and she couldn't be a coquettish person when she was a girl.

She did it at the time, right? But when it came time to do it, she wasn't embarrassed.

Lu Zixin's body didn't move, and he said squirmingly: "I'm tired......"

As he was talking, Lu Xiang walked in from outside and said loudly, "Aunt...... Young lady, the hangover soup you want is here. ”

Afraid that Han Jun would drink too much, she specially asked Lu Xiang to go to the small kitchen to ask for it.

There are many guests in the Hou Mansion of Qi'an today, and these things have been prepared early, Lu Xiang thought that there was nothing else to do with the girls left and right, so she said a few words of gossip with the mother-in-law in the kitchen, so as to help her girl gain a foothold in the Hou Mansion, and she came back a little late, and she didn't know that Han Jun was in the clean room.

Seeing a strange look on Qingtan's face, she was still a little puzzled.

"What's wrong?"

As soon as the words fell, I heard the sound of broken water coming from the clean room, and Lu Xiang blinked, "The prince is back?"

Lu Zixin: ......

Is it too late to pretend to be asleep now?

Before waiting for a small sound, the sound of the water inside had stopped, and Qingtan took the soup in Lu Xiang's hand and put it on the table, and was saluted: "The slaves and maids will retire first." He dragged the green incense out of the house.

Han Jun had already walked out, wrapped in a moon-white single coat, his body that had just been bathed was radiating heat, and the whole room seemed to contain the temperature and moisture on his body.

The man was well-proportioned, with a moon-white undershirt attached to his body, showing his slender and powerful legs, and he was walking towards the bedside at this time.

Lu Zixin couldn't wait to close his eyes and fall asleep immediately.

"Awake?" his voice was hoarse, with the characteristic drunkenness of drunkenness, looking at Lu Zixin, and he was wiping the water droplets on his hair with a handkerchief.

Lu Zixin nodded, hesitated for a moment, and stood up to get the handkerchief in his hand.

After all, she is married, and this is what she should do.

Han Jun raised his hand to avoid it, and the person had already walked to the side of the bed, sat down next to her, stared at her red and bright lips, and still asked, "Have you ever eaten? Didn't you say you were tired? Why don't you rest?"

The heat on his body was scorching, and it was all transmitted through the thin underwear, and Lu Zixin felt that his forehead and back began to sweat.

Without waiting for her to answer, Han Jun saw the hangover soup on the table at a glance, and grinned, "For me?"

He rarely smiles so conspicuously, or quietly, or slightly hooks the corners of his lips, maybe the smell of wine is up, or the atmosphere is a little charming, the man's pale thin lips are raised, his eyebrows and eyes are dyed with a smile, looking at the little man in front of him who wants to shrink into a ball.

Lu Zixin didn't know which question to answer first.

So he just nodded.

Han Jun put down the handkerchief, picked up the bowl and drank it up, and the soup rolled down the corner of his lips.

Lu Zixin couldn't help but look.

The man's throat moved slightly, his skin was not white, but it was unusually smooth, and the soup went down his neck, looking through the moon-white undershirt, until the prescription on his chest was wet.

It was the first time to look at him so closely, and Lu Zixin only felt that Fang Cai's enthusiasm had been burning to his heart.

Han Jun had already put down the bowl, saw her gaze, and asked, "What are you looking at?"

Lu Zixin came back to his senses like he was frightened, "It's nothing." ”

"Nothing?" Han Jun chuckled, and the whole person pressed down, shrouding her in a shadow, and the manly aura instantly surrounded her.

She suddenly lost strength in her hands, her arms went weak, the hands behind her fell, and the person was lying on top of the big red quilt.

The red jade white skin, the green silk fragrance, is even more moving under the illumination of the dragon and phoenix candles.

I don't know whose breathing became rapid and disordered first, Lu Zixin's whole body trembled slightly, his skin was crimson, and his rosy lips led the person above to slowly lean down.

The moonlight is sultry, leaving the light and the world in vain.

The autumn wind moves slightly, disturbing the mandarin ducks and pillow cotton.