On the day of the wedding, the Chen family received guests from all over the world. Chen Han was dressed in the red robe of the groom's official, standing at the door, and saw the prince and the princess arriving in person in the car from a distance, and hurriedly greeted him. Everyone present saw that the prince and his wife came to congratulate him in person, and although they did not stay for a long time, they also had some respect for the new lady. The wedding was grand and luxurious according to Chen Han's requirements, and Chen Han was exhausted.

At night, the new room is fragrant and pleasant, the light of red candles illuminates the whole room, and the newlyweds sitting on the bed are dressed in jewels, shining in the light of candles. Chen Han stood aside, very nervous. He cleared his throat and was about to say the affectionate words he had prepared in advance, but when it came to his mouth, it became: "Red girl, I'm Chen Han." Hongyu didn't answer, Chen Han felt that what she said was too unreasonable, she naturally knew that he was Chen Han. "Miss Hong, maybe you don't want to marry me, but I like your heart hasn't changed, and I will treat you well. Hongyu still didn't answer.

Chen Han didn't know what to do, so he had to lift the hijab first. His hands trembled slightly, his hijab was lifted, the bridal makeup was red and glamorous, charming but not demonic, and he didn't know what he was thinking when he lowered his head. He took off his hijab, took off the bride's phoenix crown, and sat down beside Hongyu, just as he was about to stretch out his hand to comb the hair on her face. For some reason, a wave of sleepiness hit me, and I had already entered a dream.

The palace of Chen Guo stretches for hundreds of miles, and there are many palaces and pavilions. Late at night, as the monarch, he was still reviewing the chapters, the south was flooded, the north was drought, and Zhao was eyeing the eighteen cities in the territory of Chen, and it was really tiring to govern the country. He walked outside the hall, looked at the moon and stars, and felt a little bored for no reason. He said to the guards behind him, "Don't follow me, I'll go for a walk and come back soon." ”

Walking around to the cloister behind the hall, I saw a red shadow under the plane tree in the distance, the size of a squirrel. The little beast was not frightened when he saw him, glanced at him, and continued to nibble on what he was holding. He thought that the little beast looked very interesting, and blurted out: "Do you want to go to my palace, I have delicious ......" He thought about it, what did this little beast want to eat, and he couldn't think of a reason, it happened that the supper served today was osmanthus cake, so he looked at the little beast's shining eyes, and said without confidence: "Osmanthus cake." Unexpectedly, this trick worked surprisingly, and the little red beast rushed to him like lightning and sat on his shoulder. Only then did he see this little beast clearly, with four small ears standing on its round little head, each ear wearing a small flower, round black eyes, and a fluffy tail, which looked very cute. He tried to reach out and touch its head, but the little beast bared its teeth and made a fierce gesture of biting him. He smiled and sat on his shoulder as he walked back into the temple. When the little beast saw the osmanthus cake on the table, his eyes were full of light, and he was not polite, so he sat there and ate it.

After that, the little beast came here every night to beg for something to eat, and he ordered the imperial dining room to make all kinds of desserts to entertain it. Every night the little beast would lie on his lap after eating, pat his swollen belly, let him touch his belly, fall asleep in the stroke, stretch after waking up, and run out of the temple without a trace.

A month later, he suddenly felt that he should give the little beast a name, otherwise it would be inconvenient to call it. So when it was lying there full of food and drink, he said, "Shall I call you Zhuzhu?" In those nights, he missed the company of the little red beast very much, and was very worried that it would never come again.

Fortunately, it finally came back, and it looked like it had lost a lot of weight, and its bulging little belly had flattened. As he spoke, he pushed a plate of osmanthus cakes to it: "Where have you been? Why have you lost so much weight, and your hair is not beautiful." If you haven't eaten anything delicious, come and eat it. The little beast's eyes were very entangled when they looked at him and the osmanthus cake. In the end, he probably couldn't resist the temptation of osmanthus cake, so he honestly ate a lot and continued to lie on his lap to rest. He touched its soft belly, remembered the name mentioned last time, and said: "It's really inconvenient to have no name, I will call you Zhuzhu in the future, but remember." Before the words fell, I felt that my fingers seemed to touch the air, and the little red beast on my leg was gone. Surprised, I heard a woman complaining: "I've lost a lot of weight, why do I still take the name of Piggy." Raising her head, there was a girl in red standing opposite the desk, who was already beautiful without fat powder, with four small flowers on her head, and she looked angry and coquettish: "Hey, Han He, my name is Changyou, don't call it messy." He looked at the girl, speechless for a moment, and only silently recited a branch of red dew incense in his heart. He was overjoyed and overjoyed.

Just like Chen Han, who woke up at this time, saw Hongyu sitting in front of the window in the room, she was there, so he was happy. He sat up from the bed, vaguely remembered the scene in the dream, felt that he was not separated from the woman in the room, and he called her: "Right right, you come." The woman in front of the window turned to look at him: "Chen Gongzi remembered wrong, I am Hongyu, not right." "Yes, she is Hongyu, the concubine he married last night, the palace maid of the Prince's East Palace. He relieved himself and knew that he was asleep again, and quickly said, "I'm sorry, I'm talking nonsense again." Red girl, it's rude. ”

He put on his own clothes and said to Hongyu: "From today onwards, you and I will be husband and wife, and it is not appropriate to call you Hongyu a girl again." According to the etiquette, we need to go to greet my father and mother in a while, and you also need to offer tea to Qiuyue, who is my wife. The expression on Hongyu's face was faint, but when he heard Qiu Yue, he frowned, and a look of displeasure flashed on his face.

Chen Han accompanied the newcomer to Hongyu and asked his parents to say goodbye, and the second elder saw the appearance of the new daughter-in-law, and understood a little bit why his son was not willing to give up before, which was really beautiful. When it came time to serve the He family's tea, Chen Han looked at the movement of Hongyu kneeling down a little blocked, which was not as smooth as before, and the tone of his speech with the He family was also very stiff. However, He's demeanor was very personable, and he took her hand and said: "Sister Hongyu, you and I will be sisters in the future, and we should support each other, if you have any needs, you can talk to your sister." Hongyu withdrew his hand and replied lightly: "Sister Lao is bothered." ”

Chen Hanxin said: "The wife and the concubine really have some conflicts, and it is difficult to get along harmoniously, but if it weren't for me, I wouldn't be jealous." Thinking about it, he was inexplicably happy again. Since Hongyu is willing to marry him, he probably doesn't hate him, if he treats her well, one day, she will love her. In this way, you can return to the beginning of the dream, complete and beautiful.

Chen Han smiled slightly, and his heart was at ease.