There was no dream all night, and he should have slept well, but before dawn, Qingjia woke up slowly, holding the quilt with both hands and motionless for fear of waking up the sleeping person next to him. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

On the wedding night, she was so drunk that she was unconscious......

But recalling the bits and pieces of last night, every word, my heart is both sweet and happy, even if I am still a little dizzy and uncomfortable at this time, it is nothing, and when I woke up, I found that the underwear was well worn, not so embarrassing that she was too embarrassed, but faintly a little lost.

The sky gradually turned bright, and the person beside him was still in a dream, sleeping quietly, with his eyes closed, Qing Jia found that his eyelashes were unexpectedly long and fine, and at this time they were quietly spread under his eyelids, with an indescribable obedience.

Probably because her gaze was too focused or she had a sense, Chen Wei gradually woke up, and when she opened her eyes, she saw her eyes looking at him without blinking, and she suddenly fell into a trance.

"Are you still uncomfortable?"

Qingjia was stunned for a moment before she realized what he was talking about, and she couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed when she thought of the bits and pieces of last night.

Chen Wei saw her shaking her head, smiled, and was about to get up, but saw her look left and right in a panic, then got up and got out of bed and took his clothes, and hurriedly wanted to help him dress.

He took the clothes and pulled her over, hugged her in his arms, bowed slightly, his chin fell on the top of her head, Qingjia couldn't help but shrink his neck, and then he couldn't help but shrink his neck, and then heard him chuckle, probably because he had just woken up, a little hoarse and hazy, his voice was a little more sexy and low than usual, only to hear him joke softly: "Such a small one......"

He has reached the crown, his body is roughly completed, more than eight feet, and Qingjia has only raised a little water color in the Lu Mansion after being picked up from the mountain, but he is still thin and small, if he really wants to compare, she is not at the position of his shoulder, if the two of them stand close, she needs to look up at him.

Just a little light, he let go of her and dressed himself, his movements were much better than Qing Jia's clumsiness, Qing Jia was so tall, if he wanted to serve him to dress, I am afraid that there is still a stool for stepping feet.

Qingjia hurriedly dressed and freshened up as usual, and only when it was time to dress up did he have time to look at the furnishings in the room. The area is not large, roughly more spacious than her boudoir in Lufu, a little manly, without too much decoration, the most conspicuous is the black hollow relief six dragons and clouds of the lily Ruyi eight-pillar bed where they sleep, with the vermilion bed tent and the happy quilt look extraordinarily heavy, and the layers of bed curtains do not make the space compressed appear narrow, the pulp is heavy, and the black is translucent. On the right side under the bed is a four-fold screen embroidered with the four gentlemen of Meilan bamboo chrysanthemum.

The dressing table in front of me should be a new addition, the vermilion paint on it is bright and bright, there is a bronze mirror with an openwork trim in the middle, and there are two boxes of the same color on the left and right, gently open it to see, there is something in the left one, a crescent horn comb, three plain hairpins, four beaded flowers, a pair of earrings, and some colorful headbands. The style is very simple, and the materials are not precious, like the usual use of ordinary people, but the workmanship is not rough, which shows that it is done with heart.

Then open the box on the right, there are some rouge lipsticks, makeup powder, balm and pills, and a small wooden box, which is gently opened, which is very different from what she used in Lufu, and the taste and eye color are lighter.

Surprised like a treasure hunter, she turned to look at him, only to be taken from the horn comb in his hand, and then heard him whisper, "Don't move." ”

The long hair was carefully combed, and in the mirror she could see the scene of him combing her hair, his expression was focused and gentle, as if he was holding a precious treasure instead of a touchless hair, every strand of hair was treated with care, his movements were smooth, but he hesitated a little when pulling his hair, and finally chose a plain silver and emerald peony hairpin to pull up his hair.

On the day after the wedding of the Yan Dynasty, it was customary for the husband to pull his wife's hair, firstly to appease the wife who was about to meet her in-laws and feel uneasy, and secondly, to symbolize the husband's respect and love for his wife.

Qingjia was sweet in her heart, and just as she was about to say something, she saw him put the horn comb into her hand, with a smile in the corner of her eyes, but also a little like a romantic boy, the corners of her lips were slightly raised, and she laughed: "There is Mrs. Lao." ”

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The two were entangled in the room, and before they knew it, it was already dawn, and when Qingjia woke up, it was not early, and he couldn't help but be anxious, and his mood was really more panicked than when he missed the clock on the mountain before and delayed everyone's meal.

Chen Wei didn't care about it, but seeing that she was nervous and frightened, he couldn't bear it, and comforted: "Mother is not in good health, she gets up late on weekdays, the hour is not too late, you don't have to be too afraid," took her and said, while walking to the main house, he said: "Mother, although she is strict and serious on weekdays, her heart is soft, and you will know after getting along for a long time." ”

As soon as Qingjia heard the sternness, his heart was already up and down, and he didn't feel a little relieved after listening to Chen Wei's words, but when he looked up at him, he found that he was also looking down at himself, and couldn't help worrying: "What if my mother doesn't like me......"

Yan Dynasty attaches great importance to filial piety, known as benevolence and filial piety to rule the world, whether it is the court and the people, the monk wife needs to do her best to serve her in-laws at home, if the family is not optimistic, life is very difficult, she has not yet been out of the cabinet, the grandmothers especially emphasized this point. The maids sometimes love to talk about everything, and "Peacock Flying Southeast" made her extremely impressed.

Chen Wei saw that she was really worried, so he could only hold her hand tighter.

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Mrs. Chen's age is actually not much older than Mrs. Lu, but her face is much older, her thin raised eyebrows and sharp phoenix eyes are intimidating, and the straight nose bridge is very marked, but her thin face and pointed chin make her tired state of long-term illness undoubted. But it can still be seen that when he was young, he must have been a beautiful woman. Under a closer look, Chen Wei and her look very similar, such as the phoenix eyes and the bridge of the nose are really the same, which shows her prosperous reputation back then.

It's a pity that the red face is easy to destroy, and now the spirit is short, and the body is declining, and the sickness is far more terrible than the old state.

When Chen Wei took Qingjia to visit, Mrs. Chen was lying on the bed, the smell of medicine in the room was strong, and an empty medicine bowl was placed on the wooden table next to it, and there were some fine medicine residues at the bottom of the bowl.

A woman dressed in green was waiting for Mrs. Chen to wipe her hands by the bedside, and when she saw them come in, she packed up her things and withdrew.

Mrs. Chen leaned on the couch, leaning on two longevity pillows behind her, and saw Qingjia only lightly swept away, Qingjia followed the rituals and procedures taught before leaving the pavilion to pay homage to Chen's mother, kneeling, serving tea, Chen's mother did not see any expression after receiving the ceremony, but only briefly mentioned the family rules and family law and said that they were not in good spirits and let them go down.

Although Mother Chen didn't show anything, her dislike could be felt from her expressionless demeanor and sharp eyes.

Qingjia was in a low mood, and after coming out of Chen's mother, she didn't listen to a word of what Chen Wei told her.

Chen Wei sighed lightly: "Mother grew up in the family of the prince since she was a child, pampered, and had a smooth life, since my family ...... She was depressed and lingering on the sickbed, and her heart was naturally unhappy, don't say that it is difficult for you to have a happy face even if you see me, you also saw it today, I can't bear to worry about her illness, and then talk about it...... She is also bitter in her heart, so you should bear more. ”

In fact, he doesn't have to say this at all, from ancient times to the present, between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, it has always been the daughter-in-law who serves her in-laws carefully, where she feels the slightest dissatisfaction, that is, unfilial piety. Knowing that he was trying to appease himself, Qingjia's heart warmed, his mood improved, and he said firmly: "My biological mother died early, and I have not had a mother by my side since I was a child, and now that I am married to you, I will definitely serve your mother as a biological mother, and I will never complain." ”

When Chen Wei heard this, his heart was moved, and he could only hold her hand, and the two wandered around this small city, talking occasionally, but the mood was a little sweeter than that of ordinary newlyweds.

Qingjia except for the last time Shangyuan Festival went out of the house once, this should be her second time out, although Yixian is not more prosperous than Huadu, but here every household raises silkworms, produces good cloth and silk, the people are also rich, the streets are full of vendors and shops, people come and go, and the traffic is endless.

The two of them held hands, hidden in the crowd, walking and stopping, occasionally getting separated, Qingjia panicked, looking left and right. At this time, Chen Wei suddenly came out, hugged her from behind, startled her, she covered her chest and then beat him with a small fist with a coquettish smile, and he grabbed the pink fist to his mouth and took a bite, and then looked at her face like a morning glow, and laughed with shame.

The hearty and undisguised laughter, so wanton, is really a bit of the uninhibited appearance of a gentleman of a family, so that Qingjia feels that all his expectations are contained in his smile every time he thinks about it in the future.

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In Chen Wei's occasional mention later, Qingjia probably knew the current situation at home.

After the Chen family's accident, the family property was confiscated, and most of the real estate, gold, silver and jewelry, antiques, calligraphy and paintings, and private land slavery were all confiscated. The business run in Vantage was also robbed by former friends and colleagues, and it was desperate for a while. At this time, the old housekeeper who left the Chen Mansion a few years ago to retire in Yi County learned that the former owner was in trouble, so he sent someone to take them over.

The old housekeeper has worked all his life in the Chen Mansion, and the old man wants to keep him in the house for the elderly, but the old housekeeper insists on leaving the house, so the Chen family bought this house in Yi County and gave it to the old housekeeper and left a rich amount of money. The old housekeeper married two wives when he was young, but he did not leave a son and a half daughter, although there was no shortage of food and clothing, but the evening scene was also very bleak.

When Chen Wei saw him again, the old housekeeper was already terminally ill, and before he died, he was grateful for the kindness of the owner, and he had no descendants, so he gave the house to Chen Wei again, only to return the thing to its original owner. Chen Wei and Chen's mother have a place to stay, otherwise they would not be able to make a living with the little furniture they had smuggled out of the Chen family.

Although Chen Wei said it lightly, Qingjia could feel the ups and downs in his heart, and he could only hold him at this moment, saying: "It can be seen that you are generous to your subordinates, and this is the good result." ”

Chen Wei didn't speak, but just held her and said, for a long time, for a long time.