The palace banquet living room was brightly lit, the host was not there, and most of the guests had dispersed. Most of the rest are young people, and they are still thinking about seeing if they can pick up some excitement and go back.

Lu Rin was full of wine, his face was full of red light, and he looked at the joy, and he didn't know that he thought it was him who got married today.

He is now the prince's big creditor, so he sits at the prince's table and doesn't leave, and from time to time he imagines how to spend the 10,000 taels of silver. In his cognition, such a large sum of silver is enough for him to marry a daughter-in-law and enjoy life.

He touched Zhao Chen's wine glass with the wine again, "When I marry my daughter-in-law, His Royal Highness will also make me a concubine, right?" I see that you have done a very good job, how many drinks have you stopped for the Seventh Emperor Uncle!"

He counted it, and the deer blood wine on their main table was basically drunk by the prince. There are no concubines in the prince's mansion, and I don't know which maid will be cheaper tonight.

Zhao Chen lowered his eyes and drank wine, his eyes were full of condensation and sinkness.

There were already a few empty jars around him, but the wine did not warm his eyes.

Lu Rin took a sip of wine and said with emotion, "Other groom officials will pretend to be drunk and take the opportunity to escape back to the cave room. Uncle Seven Emperors poured it well, he didn't even want to put it on, pushed away the wine glass and left. I'm in such a hurry, I don't know if I'm starting to open the cave now."

The man in the Xuanqing brocade robe beside him looked dignified, his eyebrows were stern and calm, it was Lu Bing, the prince of Anling, who deliberately rushed back to Beijing from the northwest border for the wedding of King Jin.

He frowned when he heard this, "Third brother, be cautious."

"Big brother, you don't know, Uncle Seven Emperor is considerate of the fat girl, it's like a different person." Lu Rin grinned and said, "Why don't we go and hear it?" There are Luo Ping and Ye Chang guarding in the courtyard, I can't beat them, you go, uh, it doesn't seem to be enough."

The point is that I can't do it myself, and those two guys are too good.

Lu Rin leaned closer to Zhao Chen's side, "Your Highness, why don't you join us?" You'll be fine if you go."

A few young clan disciples also came to join in the fun, "That's right! Uncle Seven Emperors can marry a wife so early, this excitement must be seen!"

Zhao Chen took the wine glass and drank it all, stood up, and said in an indifferent tone, "The royal family didn't listen to the rules of the cave room, so it's all gone."

The young people were disappointed, but they were all silent because of the prince's majesty, and they all bowed down to send the prince off.

Zhao Chen took the big coat from Wei Xiao's hand and walked out of the banquet living room.

Outside, lanterns of large red silk yarn were everywhere, swaying in the wind with orange light. Under the inky sky, only this one seems to be bright.

He gathered his weight and stepped into the darkness, leaving the bustle and light behind him.

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Han Youning sat on the head of the bed in his bedclothes, wrapped himself in a quilt.

The big red silk quilt is crossed by the mandarin ducks and grinds, the big red curtain is wrapped around the branches of the peony, the national color is fragrant, and the butterflies are in pairs, fluttering.

The sound of the water outside stopped, and a moment later, there was the sound of soft footsteps, every step reaching her heart.

Han Youning clenched his hands, lowered his eyes, and buried half of his face in the quilt. She saw the light of the curtain being lifted, the red that was closed, and the cool scent of bamboo and soaphorn faintly floating.

Zhao Chengyuan stood in front of the bed, looking at the bed through the leaking light, the little person was wrapped in a ball, like a bamboo shoot doll without peeling the shell, and the low dun was buried in the soil.

Just now he heard Qiu Ye and Ling'er persuade for a while, and finally persuaded the little girl to take off her jacket.

Zhao Chengyuan lifted the quilt and went to bed, reached out and pulled the quilt down on her body, revealing her crimson little face, "Wrapped like this, I'm not afraid of getting stuffy."

Han Youning raised his eyes and saw a handsome face with a smile, and the beautiful demeanor of the drunken jade mountain was close in front of him. Her bed clothes were half-tucked, casual and lazy, and she even saw a drop of water that had been missed rolling down the ravine and sinking into the placket.

The heat surged straight to his face, and Han Youning forced himself to calm down, "It's a little cold."

Zhao Chengyuan rubbed her hair, and his voice was low and mellow, "You never knew how to blush and be shy when you saw me before, but tonight I blushed several times. But scared?"

Han Youning shook his head and said firmly, "No."

Zhao Chengyuan looked at Xiaoya

The head and eyes blinked, the thick eyelashes were like small fans, and he smiled, "You have never told lies since you were a child, and when you lie, you blink, and you still have a firm face."

Han Youning was a little embarrassed, and said stiffly, "How can there be? It's because there is too much red in the room, and the prince's face looks red."

Zhao Chengyuan laughed, "I'm really blushing. I have been looking forward to this day for a long time, I have made a wedding dress for you, I have made a wedding wine for you, and now I am glad that I have got what I want."

Han Youning frowned, "That wedding dress, the prince really set it for me? That's at least a year in advance."

"Really. At this time last year, the Ministry of Internal Affairs arranged for you, and you added some measurements according to your size when you were fourteen, otherwise how could you dress so well? And that bamboo wine, which was also brewed for you in the spring of this year, is waiting for you and Lu to propose to you." Zhao Chengyuan looked at her with a smile, "Now that you have worn the wedding dress, and you have also drunk the wine, do you think I should be happy and blush?"

It turned out that the bamboo wine was specially brewed by him to marry her, so in his previous life, he gave that wine as a joint wine between her and Zhao Chen, what kind of taste did he feel in his heart?

What does it feel like to have the wedding dress that no one wears in the house?

Her eyes were red, "It would have been nice if you had said it earlier."

Zhao Chengyuan stroked her eyes, "It's not too late to say, aren't you married?"

Han Youning pursed his lips, but in his previous life, they missed it. Yin and yang are separated, and she doesn't know his mind until she dies.

He broke into the prince's mansion with a sword, and how sad should he be to see her hanging from the beam? His roar still echoes in her ears to this day.

What happened to him? Is it life or death? How did you spend the rest of your life?

Zhao Chengyuan looked at her, not knowing where her sudden sadness came from. He still couldn't help but think of Zhao Chen, and the red room in the small courtyard.

There was a bit of seriousness in his eyes, and he asked, "Are you now thinking of me as an elder brother or as a husband?"

Han Youning gathered his thoughts and thought about it, although this change was a little difficult, but since he became a relative and drank the wine, he was naturally a husband.

She said, "Naturally, it's a husband." She asked suspiciously, "Why did the prince ask this?"

Zhao Chengyuan didn't miss her moment of thought, but fortunately, her answer was not her brother after all.

He looked at her with a smile, "If it were my brother, I would have waited for you, and you would have been willing to treat me as a husband." Since you and I are husbands, I will complete the etiquette tonight, so that the grandmothers waiting outside can make errands."

Han Youning's face turned red again, this kind of thing, he actually said it so openly, and it was so organized! Could it be that if she called her brother, he would let her go?

The grandmother in the palace has studied these things all her life, and she is shrewd, how can she fool the past?

She pretended to be calm and said, "Falling asleep with wet hair is not good for the body, I'll help the prince wipe his hair."

Although his hair had been brushed, it was obviously a little perfunctory, still half-wet, and splashed ink scattered behind him. Wiping his hair for him can always alleviate a little embarrassment and delay a little.

Zhao Chengyuan laughed, she looked like this when she first met six years ago, when the little girl was panicked, but she still cared about whether his wound hurt or not.

He reached out and put his hand around her shoulders and took the little man in his arms, "Don't bother, I won't be able to sleep for a while."

Can't sleep for a while?

How long will it take!

The arms behind him were solid and full of strength, and through the thin bedclothes, it was piping hot. Han Youning couldn't help but hold his breath and didn't dare to move.

Zhao Chengyuan felt the soft little girl in his arms stiffen, and lowered his eyebrows and chuckled.

But in the next moment, his eyes darkened.

The little girl's bedding must have been sewn by Yu Niang, and the neckline was really bold. Even if he still has a belly pocket to protect him, he is also condescending.

Zhao Chengyuan's ancient eyes were no longer calm, they were surging with ink, and he leaned down.

The little people are like glutinous rice cakes, soft and glutinous, sweet, and make people sink.

Han Youning looked at him with wide eyes.

His thin lips are soft, but domineering

Abnormal, the man's breath was clear, but it was overwhelming and invading her, leaving her with nowhere to escape and powerless to break free.

Zhao Chengyuan seems to have changed into an appearance she doesn't recognize again.

He was domineering and controlled everything, and in a whirlwind, Han Youning fell into the soft futon, and his eyes and brain were in chaos.

Zhao Chengyuan raised his hand to cover her eyes, and said hoarsely, "Close your eyes."

Outside the window, the stars are splendid.

Between heaven and earth, the river waves are vast, a leaf boat drifts with the waves on the river surface, the river water is soothing and gentle, and the waves are warm and peachy.

......

Han Youning covered his head in the quilt.

Zhao Chengyuan was lying beside her, reaching out and lifting the quilt, the people inside had blushing faces and delicate red lips, like peach blossoms blooming, shining.

He closed his eyes and sighed, "Little girl......

Han Youning closed his eyes and refused to open them.

Zhao Chengyuan took her in his arms and kissed her on the cheek, "I was worried that you would cry."

What is this pain, she has also eaten poison, and she didn't cry at that time.

Han Youning buried his head in his chest, listening to his strong and powerful heartbeat, his heart was full and sweet.

Zhao Chengyuan didn't dare to act rashly, silently recited the Heart Sutra, and let his creamy little face rub against him.

When the little girl fell asleep in a daze, he got dressed and got out of bed, and went outside to call for water.

Hot water was already waiting under the porch, and it was quickly brought in and the water in the tub was replaced.

Zhao Chengyuan didn't pretend to be anyone, wrapped up the little girl and hugged her to the clean room.

The maids who followed up were all stunned. The prince personally served the princess to bathe?

At the moment of entering the water, Han Youning woke up, but at this time, his body was sore and painful and he didn't have half the strength, and he was embarrassed to let Ling'er and the others see the bruises on their bodies, so they were washed by Zhao Chengyuan.

There was the sound of Aunt Sun and Mama Liu talking outside.

"Mama Liu, you have to put this veil away."

"Naturally. The Queen Mother will be very happy when she sees it."

"I won't send it to you, after cleaning up here, I'll have to boil some nourishing medicinal food for our princess and princess in a while, oops, it's really busy!"

"You're busy."

After bathing, I went back to the inner room, and the bedding had all been replaced, dry and fragrant with bamboo. The clothes in the palace are smoked and roasted, and it seems that bamboo charcoal is used.

Han Youning fell to the bed, rolled over and fell into a deep sleep.

Behind him, the warmth of the fire.