Chapter 135: Retribution

"Master Hou, are you back?" Lu Qingyi's face hidden under the big red hijab raised a smile. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Hearing her cheerful tone, the wind breathed a sigh of relief. He sat next to Lu Qingyi and held her hand without scruples.

"Why don't you take off your hijab? It's a hot day, how stuffy. The wind looked at her red hijab and felt that it was too dazzling.

Lu Qingyi heard him say this, giggled, and explained. "The grandmother in the palace told me. This red hijab can only be lifted by the husband himself, which means that it will last a long time and be together for a hundred years. If I take it off myself, wouldn't it spoil the meaning? ā€

Listening to her soft explanation, a heartfelt smile finally appeared on the tense face of the wild wind. He pinched the corner of Lu Qingyi's red hijab and asked. "Is it okay to lift it up like this?"

"That's not right!" Lu Qingyi stretched out his hand and pointed to a weighing rod on the table. "Master Hou has to use that weighing rod to pick up my hijab, which means 'satisfaction'."

Yan Feng didn't bother to get up and take the weighing rod, and according to the steps Lu Qingyi said, she lifted her hijab step by step. Lu Qingyi's charming and moving face was revealed from under the big red hijab. The wind looked at her face, which was as white as jade, and her face was crimson, which made him stunned.

Lu Qingyi, who was very shy, raised his eyes to look at Yan Feng's stunned appearance, thinking that his face was painted, frowning a pair of willow eyebrows, and hurriedly asked. "What's wrong with Master Hou? Is there something strange about my face? ā€

"Nope. I just wonder how my lady is so good-looking. Saying that, the wind showed a smile, and stared at Lu Qingyi's face, and Lu Qingyi's face was flushed, and he couldn't raise his head shyly. The wind leaned into her ear and whispered. "In the future, I can't call Hou Ye anymore, I have to call Xianggong."

"Xianggong......" Lu Qingyi's lips were as red as pomegranate flowers, and she lightly opened up and down.

The wind nodded in satisfaction, and threw the scale rod in his hand to the ground at random. "Are you waiting?"

Lu Qingyi shook his head obediently. "Nope. I've heard that folk women sometimes wait longer to get married, and even have to wait from day to night in the wedding room. ā€

She pursed her lips and smiled. "I don't have any other luxury, I just want to be like that folk husband and wife, just plain and affectionate."

The wind looked at her and suddenly stood up. Lu Qingyi's face was full of doubts, she looked up at the wind and asked. "Xianggong, what are you going to do?"

"I owe you a ritual." As he spoke, he pulled Lu Qingyi up from the bed and covered her with the red hijab that fell on the ground. "Didn't we have a husband and wife who didn't worship each other in the morning, let's make up for it now."

"But the auspicious time has been missed." Lu Qingyi was very puzzled. But as soon as she spoke, she was amused by herself. What a good day and an auspicious day is nothing more than a joke.

The wind gently led her, and the two stood facing each other. "Husband and wife worship each other." His tone was very calm and reassuring. The gentle words seemed to be blowing in a breeze, which made Lu Qingyi's troubled heart instantly quiet.

She felt the warmth of the wind holding her hand, and the wind led her to bend down slowly, and this time the two of them finally finished counting all the rituals, and the wind lifted her hijab. "Is it time for a glass of wine next?" Yan Feng hurriedly filled the two small cups on the table with wine and handed them to Lu Qingyi's hands.

"The wife and the wife are one, and they have been married forever, so that the bride and groom can share weal and woe." The wind pouted and smiled at Lu Qingyi. "That's what you mean, right?"

Seeing his triumphant appearance, Lu Qingyi couldn't help laughing. "That's right."

The two of them drank the glass of wine with affection.

Duanyue shook her hands and wandered aimlessly in the house, and Cuiguo hurriedly came over and said to her. "County Lord, Master Hou is back."

"Coming back? So where are the people now? She frowned and looked around subconsciously.

"I'm going to the wedding room, I should be staying with my wife." Cuiguo replied respectfully.

Duanyue heard her talk like this, and smiled inadvertently with satisfaction. "You tell them to go down, and no one is allowed to disturb them both." She glanced ambiguously at the emerald fruit. "Newlyweds!"

Cuiguo's face was stunned when she heard this, and she immediately turned around and went down to order. At this moment, Xu Xiachu, who was following behind, came back. I don't know what kind of forage the horse grew up on, and the four hooves ran as fast as if they had wings. This way is not to run back, but to fly back! Xu Xiachu was about to vomit blood when he chased after him.

As soon as Duanyue turned his head, he saw Xu Xiachu walking in with a vegetable-like face, and he saw Duanyue nodding slightly, with a tired face.

"Where's Master Hou?" He swallowed a mouthful of saliva and asked helplessly.

Duanyue raised her head, a wary expression. "What are you looking for him?"

"It's okay, I'm just asking. Running so fast, what's there to be anxious about......" Xu Xiachu said the second half of the sentence as lightly as a mosquito sound.

"By the way, what's going on in the palace?" Duanyue's face immediately became serious, and she asked Xu Xiachu.

Xu Xiachu sighed. "It's a mess. You just don't know what's going on. He raised his eyes to look at Duan Yue, deliberately creating suspense. Guess whom, the throne was given to the emperor? ā€

"Meng Yinbei, no matter how bad it is, it will be passed on to the eldest prince, who else can there be." Duanyue frowned and looked at him with an idiot expression, as if Xu Xiachu had asked an extremely ridiculous question.

But when she saw Xu Xiachu smiling and shaking her head, she suddenly felt that things might not be so simple. It's strange, among these princes, the emperor's favorite is Meng Yin, and if he doesn't pass on the throne to him, he can only wear a big prince. There is no problem with standing tall or young.

"The throne was passed on to Meng Tao, the king of Zeyang! Not only that, the former emperor also had an edict to depose the queen, and Concubine Shu should be appointed as the queen Shu! Saying that, Xu Xiachu shook her head regretfully. Don't you see how miserable it was when the queen was dragged down by her subordinates! ā€

"You say...... The first emperor passed the throne to Meng Tao? Duanyue looked at Xu Xiachu in disbelief, her brain exploded, and she just felt unreasonable. Why is that? How could the emperor suddenly change his mind? "How could it be ......"

Listening to her muttering softly, Xu Xiachu showed a mysterious smile. "Now everyone thinks it's strange, and no one dares to say anything." He gave birth to a lazy waist. "But that's not always the case."