In the end, He Huilan was allowed to move in, but in the farthest courtyard, plus she had to lie quietly, it seemed that the probability of encountering it in the future was very low.

Fu Rongxue was happy, hid in the house to sleep, regained her spirits, and didn't react until the gongs and drums began to beat outside.

"Why didn't you notify me?" She hugged the quilt and asked in a daze, obviously whether she had just woken up or was woken up.

"The prince said, it's just a small door to welcome in, and even the banquet has two tables, it's not worth your visit, and let you have a good rest." Summer replied with clothes and laughed after speaking.

You shouldn't marry someone into the door and pretend to be a saint now. However, being able to really marry in the form of a concubine can be regarded as a little conscience of the prince.

Fu Rongxue yawned and said sleepily: "That's not good, the prince takes a concubine, as a princess, how can I not attend."

Besides, the concubine still has to offer tea to her, she doesn't want to miss it, He Huilan will definitely be angry with her.

"Help me get dressed, I'm going over now."

Summer dissuasion can't work, I have no choice but to go to the wardrobe to find clothes for her, and at the same time to find Peaches, she is inconvenient, and Peaches has to go over to follow, otherwise she is not at ease.

Fu Rongxue finished freshening up, led the peach to the front hall, very silent, there was no wedding atmosphere at all, thinking that when she and Ye Huiming got married, the house was about to be lively, Ye Huiming put down the shelf, and someone came to tease him.

She stood for a long time, calculating the time in her heart, and felt that it was almost time, before she raised her foot and wanted to enter the antechamber.

"Princess, my master said that you are not allowed to enter."

Fu Rongxue was stunned, and then raised her eyebrows and asked, "Who is the master of your family?"

"Miss He." The man said with a slight smugness.

Sure enough, although Ye Huiming would remind her, if she arrived at the scene, she would definitely not stop her.

She pondered the distance from the antechamber to make sure she couldn't hear it inside, and slapped her in the face so hard that the corners of her mouth were bloodshot.

The next person wanted to call, but was forced back by her words.

"It's too long to cry and mourn on your master's big day."

The subordinate reacted and retracted his scream, so embarrassed that he forgot to cry.

Fu Rongxue approached, learned from Ye Huiming's appearance, pinched her chin and raised it, and warned: "Your master is just a concubine, Lian Wangfu, and she can't be allowed to call the shots."

The good mood was destroyed, Fu Rongxue got up and clapped her hands, as if she had touched something very dirty, and returned the way she came.

"Damn Ye Huiming, it's all your fault!" After coming back, Fu Rongxue blamed Ye Huiming for this incident.

In the evening, she finished her dinner early and slept with her head covered, as if she could avoid something. I just want to go to bed quickly and be cut off from the outside world.

Ye Hui Ming finally got rid of those who wanted to make a hole in the room, and this is what she saw when she returned to the bedroom.

In fact, he was the one who hadn't come back to sleep for a long time, he didn't dare, and he was afraid of seeing Xue'er's expelled eyes, so he could only hide in the study and pretend that nothing had happened.

He drank some wine tonight and mustered up the courage to come here, He Huilan was destined not to wait for him tonight.

"Cher, did you sleep?" He stood in front of the bed and asked, afraid that the smell of wine would smoke her, and afraid that she would not hear it, so he quietly took two steps forward.

I didn't respond for a long time, so I guess I should have fallen asleep.

He sat boldly on the bed, looking at her face by the faint moonlight, as if he were the treasure of his life.

After thinking about it, the head paralyzed by alcohol finally turned a little, remembered to take a bath, and in the early winter season, I couldn't wait to take a cold shower, and walked to the bed and began to struggle again.

It's too cold, what if it's frozen? Do you want to go outside for exercise? But you sweat.

His thoughts were like a mess, and he could only stand in the center in a daze, unable to make up his mind.

In the end, Fu Rongxue, who still pretended to be asleep, couldn't help it, and suddenly lifted the quilt: "Do you want to sleep or not!"

"Sleep." He hurriedly agreed, took off his coat and got inside.

His arms were still cold, Fu Rongxue found a comfortable position, wrapped her hands around his waist, and put her face on her chest.

"Isn't it cold?" Ye Huiming's brain could no longer think, and her palms were cramped and restless, not knowing where to put them.

Fu Rongxue punishively patted him on the back, pretending to be angry and said, "Sleep, I'm sleepy."

"Okay, okay, I won't make any noise with you, you can go to sleep."

She closed her eyes in satisfaction, and Ye Huiming's wedding night actually returned? Originally, she had been sleepless, thinking about what they would do in the cave room, when she heard a sound in a daze, and when she opened her eyes, she saw that it was him.

The arms were clenched, as if they wanted to hug the man in front of them, never separated.

Fu Rongxue slept sweetly, but Ye Huiming couldn't sleep, her slender fingers carefully traced her facial features, and finally leaned over to peck and kiss, hugging her and closing her eyes to recuperate.

Although he only squinted for a while in the morning, he was in a lot of energy, and there was a quarrel outside the door, Fu Rongxue slept deeply, and he also pulled the quilt tightly and muttered dissatisfied.

"I'll go out and see, and you go back to sleep." He gently lulled people to sleep, got out of bed and opened the door.

The small hands on his hips stood proudly in front of Peach, followed by He Huilan, who had a bad complexion, and greeted him with a smile when he saw him coming.

"Lord Wang, you're awake, it's time to go to tea." He Huilan's eyes were blue, she didn't sleep last night, and her newlywed husband didn't return all night, so he came to his wife's room and snubbed her. How can she not hate.

Sooner or later, she will become the only woman in the palace.

"No need, you can go back and rest." Yehui thought about Fu Rongxue, who was sleeping in the house, and sent her away perfunctorily.

He Huilan clenched her back molars, and tears fell: "Why does the prince treat me like this, isn't it shameful to say it?"

"Isn't that what you're willing to do? I also reminded you at the beginning, besides, you are a concubine, if you say salute. It should also be Xiang Xue'er first, she hasn't woken up yet, you can come back later. ”

After speaking, he turned around and entered the house, and he didn't give her a look.

He Huilan's face was pale, her lips trembled, she didn't say anything for a long time, and Xiao Xiao walked over to support her in distress.

"Miss, don't worry, it must be her scheming that made the prince snub you, I'm sorry!"

As soon as the words fell, the slap was thrown on her face, and Momoko reacted very quickly to cover her mouth, and dragged her hair away with the other hand.

Xiaoxiao was still in shock, and was pushed to the ground, and He Huilan hurried over.

Peaches pointed at her nose and scolded: "What are you, you dare to deny the princess's name, your master is a concubine, and you have to listen to the princess when you marry into the palace, if you put it in someone else's house." You bastard, you should pull out your tongue and get out. ”

Xiaoxiao trembled with fright, and Peaches felt puzzled and stretched out her foot and kicked it a few times, and Xiaoxiao wailed continuously.

He Huilan was also trembling with anger, and Peach's words were also slapping her in the face.

"Aunt He, take care of your subordinates, the next time someone hears it, it will affect you." Momoko clapped her hands and left with satisfaction, leaving behind her dusty master and servant.