"It's a cool autumn!"

Zhao Laoqi occasionally heard Han Qian sigh with emotion, and he never knew the beauty of this sentence, but today he couldn't wait to meet someone and sighed so much.

Whether it is Zhao Ting'er or Zhao Wuji, there have been a lot of rewards in the past two years, and what Zhao Laoqi bought in Qianyang City is also a three-entry mansion with east and west courtyards.

Today, Zhao Laoqi deliberately changed into a silk robe and went out, and when he walked to the Furong Garden, he felt that his feet were fluttering.

"Master Zhao, what's the good thing about coming to the door, humming a little song when you walk?"

Tian Cheng walked out of the West Hall of the Prefecture Ya, and also went to the east courtyard of Furong Garden to talk to Han Qian, and bumped into Zhao Laoqi standing in front of the door of the Furong Garden Mansion with two small men with a spring breeze on his face, and asked with a smile.

"How can anything good happen to me? is to see the young master come back, my heart is happy. Zhao Laoqi thought that he should be more stable and not be taken lightly, but then he thought that Tiancheng Naizhou Sima and the soldier and horse envoy were the second person in Xuzhou except for the head of the family, and no matter how polite he was in the past, there was no need to use honorific titles for him.

Zhao Laoqi thought that Tian Cheng probably knew about the marriage between the young master and Ting'er, and his old face turned red, so he became a little restrained.

Tian Cheng said: "Zhao Ye remembers that the wedding banquet is to leave a place for Tian. He laughed, and when he saw Han Laoshan coming out of the room, he said goodbye to Zhao Laoqian and went to the East Courtyard to talk to Han Qian about things first.

Han Daoxun and others were still acting in the front office, and Zhao Laoqi followed Han Laoshan to the study in the west courtyard first.

The maid made tea, Zhao Laoqi habitually stood in the study with his sleeves folded, and saw Han Laoshan motioning for him to sit down, but he couldn't come back to his senses for a while, and said politely: "Han Ye, you sit, there is no shortage of old men." ”

"Zhao Ye is a distinguished guest today, and in the future, Lao Shan will not be qualified to sit down in front of Zhao Ye." Han Laoshan said with a smile.

"Hey, what did Han Ye say, this is to torment Zhao Laoqian me?" Zhao Laoqi also pressed Han Laoshan to the chair to talk with him, he knew that his daughter married into the Han Mansion as a concubine, and he was not the real father-in-law of the Han Mansion.

After waiting for a while, Han Daoxun came back from the front office.

Seeing Han Daoxun pacing in accompanied by Zhao Kuo and Fan Xicheng, Zhao Laoqian was also inexplicably nervous, and followed Han Laoshan to stand up and ask for peace.

"Sit down and talk, don't be restrained, you and I will be in-laws in the future." Han Daoxun asked Zhao Laoqi to sit down and talk.

Han Doxun is a person of the most affectionate and sexual, and after marrying a wife, he did not take a concubine, and even after his wife died of illness, he did not remarry.

According to his temperament and his principles of life, he definitely doesn't want to see Han Qian take a concubine before he gets married, but the problem is that Han Qian has long passed the age of starting a family, but the marriage has always been undecided, and Zhao Ting'er has been serving Han Qian for many years.

Han Daoxun was even more reluctant to see Zhao Ting'er conceive a child for his Han family, and he didn't have a name.

The Great Chu Law established by Emperor Tianyou has strict requirements for the marriage of officials and disciples of Menyin.

Zhao Ting'er has been a maid by Han Qian's side all these years, so she can only be a concubine, not a wife.

Han Daoxun still seriously instructed Han Laoshan to carefully prepare the matchmaker gift and choose a good day and auspicious time, but Han Qian took leave to stay in Qianyang for too long

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The number of ceremonies shall be simple, and the day of acceptance shall be set after six days.

On the day of the wedding, Han Qian set up a few tables of private banquets in Furong Garden, and called the family soldiers who had followed his father and son in the past few years, as well as Ji Xiyao, Ji Fu, Feng Yi, Kong Xirong, Tian Cheng, Zheng Tong, Yang Qin, Xi Chang, Feng Zhang and others to drink.

People like Xue Ruogu and Li Tang who abide by etiquette should have never heard of this matter, so they shouldn't expect them to participate in the banquet at all. And even Yang Zaili, Xiang Jianlong and others, who tried their best to curry favor with the Han family's father and son at this time, only sent their families to send generous gifts, and no one came forward.

There was no trouble in the cave room, Feng Yi had drunk, so he and Kong Xirong pulled Guo Nuer and other teenagers, and said goodbye to Han Qian: "Don't delay your good deeds, we are going to Zhao Mansion and find Zhao Wuji to beg for wine!" ”

Han Qian walked to the small courtyard, Du Jiuniang led the two maids to stand in front of the corridor, the red candle was burning in the room, and Zhao Ting'er, whose face was covered with his head, was reflected on the window pane.

"Jiu'er, congratulations to the young master, congratulations to the young master!" Du Jiuniang, who is only sixteen years old this year, is still a little girl, and when she saw Han Qian walking in, she bowed and said crisply.

Han Qian pushed open the door, squeaked, and saw Zhao Ting'er trembling slightly,

In order to observe the number of courtesies, Han Qian returned to Qianyang City and did not let Zhao Ting'er wait by his side for six days.

And although when he was affectionate before, Zhao Ting'er also half-pushed and half-asked him to look at his body and kiss him, but thinking that today he can completely have the flawless delicate body in front of him, carry out thorough development and love, and lift the hood, seeing Zhao Ting'er's face blushing under the candle, his eyes are like autumn waves, and his heart and soul also trembled slightly, remembering the innocence and beauty of the countryside that she could not hide when she first met the villa.

In the past few years, although the emotions are not very intense, they are also unforgettable.

"What's so nice, look at you idiot?" Zhao Ting'er sneered and chuckled.

Struggling to get rid of the entanglement of nightmares over the years, Han Qian deliberately suppressed the needs of a normal man, and devoted all his energy to tempering his muscles and bones and many calculations, at this time, it seemed to be unsealing a seal, but he felt that the woman in front of him was not enough, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, his eyes were deep and full of shy affection, and his delicate sandalwood lips screamed that he wanted to suck a few mouthfuls.

Of course, the woman in front of her also has her own cunning thoughts, her own efforts and persistence, and sometimes some small calculations, but this also makes her more real.

"I'm really wronged by marrying me like this." Han Qian asked while holding Zhao Ting'er's coquettish face.

Two years earlier, first, his own reputation was not good, and second, his father's court admonishment to expel the hungry people had ruined his reputation, and after withdrawing from his marriage with Wang Jun, no one mentioned that he wanted to marry his family.

After the Jingxiang War, Han Qian did not stay in Jinling for a long time, and there were no elders around him to match, and he did not mention this matter, but after the fall of Tanzhou City, there were constantly people testing his meaning.

Although Han Qian was unwilling to trade his marriage, although he didn't care about the nobility of his family at all, he had no way to officially marry Zhao Ting'er as his wife, which was also a helpless fact.

Xianggong asked this sentence, and Ting'er didn't feel a little aggrieved. Zhao Ting'er stared affectionately at Han Qian's thin face and deep pupils that fascinated her.

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Although Han Qian told her about the difficulties and dangers of giving birth to a girl before she grew up, she was full of willingness to become his real woman, and even after being counted down by her father in the past two years, she herself was faintly worried in her heart, worried that Han Qian was not ruthless to her, and worried about many things.

At this moment, a lot of worries have turned into tenderness and sweetness, even if her mother sent her to the sedan chair and told her that she must survive the pain of ** tearing when she really becomes a woman, she has nothing to worry about, just looking forward to the coming of that moment.

Seeing that Han Qian was going to come over in person, his mouth was full of wine, Zhao Ting'er stood up in anger and thought about blowing out the candle flame first, and said:

"Drink so much wine again - turn off the lights, Ting'er serves the prime minister and rests!"

Han Qian grabbed her hand and said, "I haven't seen your beautiful body thoroughly, how can I be willing to blow out the lamp and candle?" ”

Han Qian is not a junior brother, of course he knows that the most beautiful woman is when she bears the rain and dew and her soul enters the clouds.

In the past, Zhao Ting'er hugged each other in his arms, and even her neck was crimson for a while, and he had long wanted to see how attractive her snowy body was when it was also crimson.

"You?" Zhao Ting'er bit her delicate red lips, where did she think that on the first night of the wedding, Han Qian actually made such an unreasonable request, and refused in every way, struggling to blow out the fire candle in Han Qian's arms, but heard a cat meow from the roof, followed by a few silver bells fluttering.

"Ahh Zhao Ting'er didn't expect Xi Ying to stay nearby at this time, forgetting to struggle in Han Qian's arms, she looked up and asked in surprise, "What are you doing on the roof?" ”

"There must be someone on duty in this courtyard, and if you don't want others to listen to the corners of the wall, it will only be my hard night—don't worry, I have cotton stuffed in my ears, and I can't hear any movement." Xi Ying said lazily on the roof.

In Tanzhou City, more than once, people tried to peek into Han Qian's living place, but they were all scared away by the guards; Han Daoxun's side and Han Qian's arrival in Qianyang City, the guards around him would never dare to be sloppy.

Who told him that the role of father and son in the side of the three princes became more and more prominent?

Han Qian deliberately gave the great credit to Li Pu, the Marquis of Xinchang, and the third prince finally insisted on making his father and son the first credit.

"I can't hear any movement, what's the use of her staying outside?" Zhao Ting'er pouted and complained.

"She listens to what she likes." Han Qian thought of Xi Ying guarding the roof, but not only was he not affected, his heart was even more intense, and he reached out to hug Zhao Ting'er.

Zhao Ting'er was already shy, but when she learned that Xi Ying was nearby, she was even more like a frightened little sheep, just let her struggle, and almost all the skirts on her body were stripped off by Han Qianqiang.

Zhao Ting'er was pushed down on the bed half-pushed, put her arms around Han Qian's neck, and couldn't help but ask softly, "Have you ever done that with her?" ”

"What is this for?" Han Qian asked strangely.

"Ting'er is afraid that she is not as beautiful, I am afraid that she will serve Xianggong, I am afraid that she will ......" Zhao Ting'er bit her lip and said, "If Ting'er is not good enough, Xianggong will teach me, and also, when will Xianggong fill in the first words and give them to Ting'er?" ”

Han Qian didn't expect that Zhao Ting'er still had the intention of being jealous of Xi Ying, and even found out that he copied the poem to Xi Ying, thinking that he was really wronged, and felt that the woman under him was also innocent and cute, seeing her courageous appearance, he said with a smile: "Well, you separate your legs first......"

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