Flower arrangement should not be done by a man, but Yan Chai also has a different flavor to do it, the flower pinched between his fingers, but melted some of the cold air on his body, but made him look elegant and timeless. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Yan didn't raise his head, and put another begonia into the bottle before saying:

"Today, I heard that Yuan Niang asked people to cut a lot of begonias to give away," he said here, paused the movement in his hand, and raised his head: "This flower is graceful and beautiful, bright and elegant, not everyone is worthy of it." I had some cut it out and send it back to the room later. ”

She remembered to give flowers to people, but she forgot about herself, but she didn't expect that she forgot, but Yan Chai still remembered, and personally cut a bottle for her.

Fu Minghua was stunned for a moment, his cheeks gradually showed a glow, and his heart was sweet.

The begonia branch sprouts rotated flexibly in his palm, and it didn't take long for them to be inserted.

The waiter brought up the basin of water that had been prepared a long time ago, Yan Chai turned around and cleaned his hands, took the handkerchief handed by the next person and wiped his hands dry, before standing up and stretching out his hand to Fu Minghua:

"Come with me."

The couple rarely stole half a day of leisure, walking side by side under the tree, the southeast wind was blowing in the evening, Yan Chai walked on the left side, and the tall figure blocked most of the wind for her.

Since he left Luoyang in February last year, to the end of October the husband and wife met in Liyuan, after his return, he was busy, the two rarely get along like this, when the wind blew again, Fu Minghua did not feel cold, but his nose was full of smell of faint ambergris, very good.

"Since we got married, we've always been together for a short time." Yan Chai stopped and turned to look at her.

Her hairpin was removed, and it was simply curled up, hanging loosely on one side, looking a little lazy, which was different from her usual decent appearance.

Yan Chai stretched out his hand to trace the delicate eyebrows, he had remembered it a thousand times in his heart, but every time he saw it, he still felt that it was not enough: "Maybe," his voice was low, and his gaze slid from her face to her belly, she was wearing a cloak, and she couldn't see the shape of her belly under the cloak.

"Maybe when the child is born, I can't be by your side."

He was a little regretful and a little worried.

Mama Xue said that she has always been in good health, and under normal circumstances, there will be no problems when giving birth, but Yan Chai is still a little worried in her heart, not only afraid of any accident during childbirth, but also regretful that she may not be by her side at that time.

He slid his Adam's apple up and down, and the hand on the side of her face stopped: "Wait for me to come back and regenerate." ”

Yan Chai suddenly squatted down, put his face close to her stomach, and muttered to himself:

"Wait for me to come back, wait for me to come back."

He said such childish and ridiculous things, but Fu Minghua felt that he couldn't laugh.

Yan Chai said this at this time, proving that he was indeed very chaotic about this matter in his heart, in fact, he also knew in his heart that the Xijing Rebellion could not be solved in a moment.

So he said this because he was haunted by the matter, and he knew that he might not be in time, but he wanted to accompany her to see the moment when the child was born.

Fu Minghua's eyes were slightly wet, and he let his arms wrap around his waist, while comforting him softly:

"I'll be waiting for you."

Both of them are smart people, but at this time, they are stupid together.

Yan Chai put one side of his face on her stomach again, but there was no movement in her stomach.

She hasn't been pregnant for a long time, and Mama Xue said that after a while, there will be fetal movements in her belly, but unfortunately he may not be able to see it.

"There is a lot of movement in Xijing, and the emperor asked me to go back to Youzhou in the middle of the month."

Yan Chai twisted his eyebrows and slowly spoke.

When Fu Minghua heard him say this, he couldn't help but feel lost in his heart, although he had already guessed that before the big event was decided, his time in Luoyang would not be too long.

From the moment he decided to marry her, this imperial road may not be smooth, but knowing this, she was still a little uncomfortable and sighed:

"I don't like February."

February is the beginning of the recovery of all things, the spring flowers are blooming, the lake is breaking the ice, it is the best time of the year.

But after the two got married, he left every year in February.

She lowered her head, and Yan chased sideways to coax her:

"Yuan Niang."

Fu Minghua ignored him, he bent down to look at her again, and called coquettishly: "Yuan Niang." ”

"I hate February, too." He deliberately pretended to be fierce and vicious, "I want to abolish February, and there are only eleven months in a year in the palace, do you say?" ”

Fu Minghua couldn't help biting his lip and glaring at him, but the corners of his mouth showed a small upward arc.

Yan Chai breathed a sigh of relief and took her into his arms, finally making people laugh.

"In the future, the first month will only be followed by March, and there will be no more February!" When he said this, he raised his eyebrows: "Whoever dares to say February in the government will be punished." ”

Fu Minghua stretched out his hand against his chest and said with a smile:

"How do you punish sin?"

He smiled and said, "All of them have been renamed March!" If there are many people who make mistakes, it is called the first day of the third month, the second day of the third month, the third day of the third month, and the fourth day of the third month......"

When Fu Minghua heard this, he couldn't help laughing out loud.

Yan Chai looked at his wife's smile like a moon bud, and her eyes were flowing with Gu Pan, and she couldn't help but hook the corners of her mouth, lowered her head and shook her shoulder, and stole a fragrance from the corner of her lips.

"Don't make a fuss." It was rare for him to talk serious nonsense, Fu Minghua laughed for a while, reached out and stroked the corner of his clothes for him, and remembered something:

"By the way, Mrs. Rong may be trying to muddy the water, I think Concubine Rong can't help it."

When she said this, her expression gradually became serious, but Yan Chai looked at the smile on her face with some regret, she has rarely had the smile like a flower before, and the begonias in the garden seemed to have lost their color under her smile.

Fu Minghua didn't think that Mrs. Rong really took a fancy to Lang Jun of the Dingguo Mansion, after all, although the Dingguo Mansion had a transcendent status, there was the eldest princess of Xianrong in charge.

If Xue Tao, the son of the world, has never been married, he can't say that this marriage can be taken seriously.

But Xue Tao has already married Yin Lizhi, so Peng's youngest son, Mrs. Rong's Han, may not be able to look down on him.

Although she is also a descendant, she will neither inherit the title nor have a reputation in the future, she is still young, and her studies are not very obvious, so Mrs. Rong may not marry her pearl into the Xue family.

The Rong family is now very powerful and prestigious, and the children of the family and literati have defected to countless people.

Tu Ying, the middle of the court, is favored by Emperor Jia'an, and everyone is pleased, and the Han family is not sure about the in-laws for their daughter, so they may not really take a fancy to Peng's son.

The Dingguo Mansion is now only a hereditary replacement.

It's just that the emperor is afraid that he can't tolerate the reproduction of the Xue Mansion for generations, but the eldest princess is still alive, and Emperor Jia'an also has to consider the face of the eldest sister. (To be continued.) )