A good night's sleep.

The side is empty.

Han Youning lay on the bed and looked at the top of the bed for a long time.

His body seemed to fall apart, and his face was red layer after layer.

Ling'er folded the two layers of curtains and hung them on the gold-inlaid white jade hooks on both sides.

She helped Han Youning to get up, and said, "Wang Yeyin got up when he was in the middle of the day, went to the outer courtyard to practice martial arts, and said that he would come back when he was in the middle of the day, so that the slave didn't have to wake you up. But today you still have to enter the palace, and you have to meet your clansmen, it's not good to be too late to make people laugh. Now it's almost time, and the prince should be back soon."

Han Youning endured the discomfort and got up to get dressed, "Get up at the right time? He doesn't have to go to court, and he doesn't have military affairs, so how can he have the same routine as his father."

On the first day of marriage, he practiced martial arts, which was too strict with himself.

Ling'er said, "There are a few maids in the courtyard who got up from time ago, presumably the prince got up at this hour on weekdays."

Aunt Sun came in with a smile, put a cup of the best bird's nest soup on the low table, walked to the bed to say goodbye, and said, "The prince has always been from this hour, and the thunder can't move. Otherwise, how can you have a good kung fu!"

Han Youning was very surprised, she also thought that Zhao Chengyuan must have lived a leisurely life every day, admiring the wind and the moon every day, drinking and stroking the piano.

After she washed up, she groomed in the mirror, and Zhao Chengyuan came back.

He stood at the door, looking at the little woman who was dressing in the mirror, her dress was red and bright, the dignified woman's hair was in a bun, and her immature face was a little more charming. She was discussing with the maid which hairpin to wear and which pair of earrings to wear, and from time to time she picked it up and compared.

She only stayed here for one night, and this originally empty and cold dormitory had the fragrance and fat powder of a woman, becoming gentle and warm, and having the fireworks of the world.

He stood there quietly, just looking at a picture scroll, unwilling to disturb the peace and quiet.

Han Youning smelled the unique bamboo fragrance on Zhao Chengyuan's body and turned his head.

He wore a black power suit and a short fight, his posture was slender and vigorous, and his forehead hair was wet with sweat, which made his face a little cold.

"Lord?"

Han Youning wanted to get up, but Zhao Chengyuan stopped her, walked behind her and looked at her in the mirror, "Why did you get up so early?"

At this time, his eyebrows were picturesque, warm and warm, but Han Youning still couldn't forget his eyes last night. She had opened it quietly, and although he had covered it again, she still saw it.

She was a little embarrassed to look at him, "If you want to enter the palace today, it's better to follow the rules, so as not to invite unnecessary trouble."

"You don't have to think about it, just do whatever you want." Zhao Chengyuan paused, "You don't have to be so sensible."

Han Youning smiled, the price of ignorance was too great, how dare she relax.

She said, "The hot water is ready, so let's take a bath."

Zhao Chengyuan looked at her for a moment and went to the clean room.

Han Youning finished dressing up, and then went out to turn around the main hall.

The main hall of the dormitory is seven rooms wide, each of which is quite wide, the middle three rooms are halls, the inner and outer middle of the big kang and an arhat bed, the arhat bed is used by the maid for vigil. On the other side, there is a study and dining room. Looking out from the window, there are seven rooms on the left and right side halls, and there are copying verandahs connected with the corridor of the main hall. It is a garden that looks extremely open.

Seven rooms wide is the highest regulation of the courtyard of the royal palace, and it is usually the courtyard where the prince lives. She is a princess, and according to the regulations, it should be five, so she will not be arrogant.

Zhao Chengyuan casually wore a piece of home moon white and came out, and the stranger was like jade, and the son was unparalleled.

Han Youning asked his own question, "Is it too much for the concubine to live in this courtyard?"

Zhao Chengyuan was a little unfamiliar with her self-proclaimed "concubine", but he felt that it was good, as if she had his mark on her body.

He took Han Youning's hand and went to the dining room to sit down, "This courtyard is called Yongxi Hall, which was originally lived by me, and in the future, it will be a common courtyard for you and me. It is not to be overdone."

Han Youning was stunned for a moment, "The prince's courtyard? Shouldn't a separate courtyard be arranged for the concubine?"

Zhao Chengyuan scratched her nose and smiled, "What, you still want the husband and wife to live separately?"

"I don't mean that, I just think it's weird. Even if it is a husband and wife, they have their own courtyards. Even the Chen Mansion and the two uncles have their own courtyards."

Han Youning didn't say anything else.

Although he said that he was the only one in the back house, but his life was so long, could he really be consistent? Or, if he is in the royal family, will there be all kinds of injustice?

If he has a side room or a concubine, is it possible that she still has to move out of Yongxi Hall?

Zhao Chengyuan seemed to see through her thoughts, scooped a bowl of cordyceps black chicken porridge and put it in front of her, "Don't think about it, if you want to move out and live in a single hospital, it is estimated that it will be impossible in this life."

He has been alone for more than ten years, and it is easy to have her as a companion, how could he let her go.

When Han Youning heard him say this, although he felt domineering, he was also quite pleasant.

Her eyes were crooked and full of stars, and she lowered her head and drank porridge.

She still rarely eats meat recently, and when she first drank the black chicken porridge, she frowned, rejecting the taste from the bottom of her heart.

She glanced at the green porridge next to her, "I want to drink that porridge."

"No, you've lost too much weight recently, you have to eat some meat to make up for it." Zhao Chengyuan said, and put some venison and two shrimp dumplings on her plate.

Lost too much weight?

She's still in the chubby world, right?

Han Youning couldn't help but ask, "Don't you think it's better to be thinner?"

Zhao Chengyuan didn't answer her question directly, but put a chopstick vegetarian fried bamboo shoot slices on her plate, "How about tasting this winter bamboo shoot?"

Han Youning didn't know why, so he picked up the chopsticks and took a bite.

"Tender and refreshing. Where did you get it?"

Zhao Chengyuan looked at her and smiled silently.

Han Youning intuitively felt that his gaze was quite intriguing, and pushed him, "What is the prince looking at?"

Zhao Chengyuan took advantage of the situation to squeeze her hand, pulled it to the side, pinched her waist with both hands and lifted it up, then hugged her to his lap and whispered in his ear.

The heat burned the tips of her ears, and Han Youning's face was dyed red, could she eat it?

"Lord Wang!"

Zhao Chengyuan sat still, letting her struggle, and never let her go.

Seeing that the little girl was about to be annoyed, he let go of her and smiled, "Have a good meal and grow back the lost meat."

Han Youning sat back with a red face, glared at him angrily, and gulped down the porridge in the bowl and the venison on the plate.

Zhao Chengyuan smiled and ate unhurriedly, but his eyes never left the little girl.

After breakfast, Han Youning ate a lot, but there was always a feeling that he was eaten by Zhao Chengyuan.

After breakfast, the two changed into crown clothes and went into the palace hand in hand to say goodbye.

Only then did Han Youning really understand the courtyard where he lived.

There are four entrances in front and back of Yongxi Hall, the first entrance is to wear the hall, the second entry is the meeting room, and the fourth entrance to the back cover room is the residence of the servants in the courtyard. The dormitory in which they were located was in the third entrance.

The red lacquered pillars and green glazed tiles, the painted five-color cloud dragon, the carved roof, and the exquisite hand-copying verandah are connected, majestic and magnificent, quite magnificent.

There are a lot of maids and women serving in the courtyard, and it is a busy time in the morning.

Seeing the princess and princess come out, they all avoided the side, lowered their hands and bowed their heads, and asked for peace constantly.