Zhao Chengyuan has always thought that he is a calm and self-contained person, even a ruthless person, as long as he thinks about it, everything can be cut off.

His feelings and conscience were crushed years ago.

But when facing Youning, he found that some emotions seemed to be out of his control.

For example, right now, he can't sit still.

It's just that although Youning is sixteen this year, he is only fifteen and a half years old, which is still too young. On the wedding night, the old lady in the palace stared at the past and fooled her, and ...... in the future Let's wait.

Ling'er came in and saw that the princess was sitting and asleep, so she went out and led her mother-in-law to carry hot water to the clean room.

Han Youning was woken up, she opened her eyes in a daze, and then she found that she had fallen asleep, and it was really easy to sleep soundly by relying on him.

She rubbed her eyes and got up, "I'm going to take a shower."

"Okay."

Zhao Chengyuan moved his arm, and his dark eyes lightly swept over her cherry blossom petal-like lips, pink and soft. He lowered his eyes and continued to read.

Han Youning walked to the door of the clean room, turned back and said, "If the outer courtyard of the prince is busy, you don't have to wait for me to sleep before leaving, you can go and get busy now."

"Not necessarily."

Zhao Chengyuan didn't look up, his eyes were all on the book in his hand, and he was quite fascinated.

Han Youning glanced at the book, the Dizang Sutra, which she had put aside after reading it today.

Zhao Chengyuan recited it backwards a few years ago, right? He almost has the ability to never forget, how can he read word by word like this, and not turn the page for a long time?

Han Youning entered the clean room suspiciously.

There were several charcoal basins in it, and the tubs were steaming.

Ling'er served Han Youning to undress, while Autumn Leaves adjusted the water temperature and asked, "Princess, some jasmine petals and camellia petals have been sent from the flower room, do you want to add some to it?"

"No need, just go make me a cup of flower tea, and the rest of you two will use it."

Autumn leaves answered, only adjusted the water temperature, and went out with the petals.

Ling'er helped Han Youning into the bathtub and said with a smile, "Although the princess eats a lot of flowers, she doesn't have a few flower baths in total. In this way, it can be regarded as sparing those flowers."

Han Youning put the few jasmine flowers that had just been in her hand into her mouth and submerged them in the bathtub, the hot air hazy her eyes, "I'm afraid that I can't help but eat them."

Ling'er laughed, "That's right, I can't say that I can't eat all the flowers after taking a bath."

She scooped up the water and slowly poured it into the princess's hair, "But the princess is naturally fragrant, so she doesn't need to add any more flowers and flowers. Those who don't know think that you have eaten the jade incense pill."

"Don't talk about this kind of unusual thing." Han Youning scrubbed his body, remembering that his sense of smell was sensitive, and it was also the potential of his body, and a suitable opportunity was stimulated.

"Hmm." The bell answered, and whispered something else.

The sound of shreddling, along with the sound of water and mist, faintly reached the inner room.

Zhao Chengyuan's eyes paused, it turned out that the fragrance on her body was innate.

Since she was a child, he thought that this little girl was made of flowers, and she always had a sweet fragrance on her body. He had always thought it was because of the incense on his clothes.

After getting married, he found that even if she bathed in water, there was still a faint fragrance on her body, which was refreshing. During the day, it was okay, and there was agarwood smoked on the clothes to cover it up, but at night, it was really rich and clear.

The master and servant came out, Han Youning sat in front of the dressing mirror, drinking flower tea, and Ling'er took a cloth to help her dry her hair.

The water in the clean room was changed again, Zhao Chengyuan put down the book and went in.

When he came out again, the little man was already on the bed, his hair was damp, and his hair was scattered like splashed ink.

After half a month of sharing a bed, she has completely relaxed, so that he is not so nervous that he doesn't dare to move as soon as he gets into bed, but helps him lift the quilt quite skillfully.

A small face was red under the red curtain, "Lord Wang, come and lie down."

Now, I just remembered, and I forgot to ask you something."

Zhao Chengyuan lay down beside her, and as soon as the villain leaned towards him, the fragrance penetrated into his nose, pure, but inexplicably touching.

He looked at her quietly and asked softly, "What's the matter?"

"When is the opportunity you are talking about? Is there any progress?"

Zhao Chengyuan pulled her hair back, "Things have to ferment slowly, don't worry, it's going to be fast."

The three princes must have a reason not to die. It's not that others don't let him die, but the emperor doesn't want him to die.

"Hmm." Han Youning's eyes contained a weak little flame, "When all the dust settles, let Yu Niang and Ah Xiu's mother and daughter recognize each other, Yu Niang will definitely be happy."

As he spoke, Han Youning pulled the quilt up, and the faint fragrance suddenly spread out richly, rushing straight to people's consciousness.

Zhao Chengyuan's eyes dimmed, and he waved his hand to extinguish the palace lights, "Sleep."

The voice was a little hoarse.

Han Youning seemed to be very tired when he heard his voice, so he responded with a hello, closed his eyes and stopped talking.

He's been boiling hard lately.

In her previous life, her suffering seemed to have become a knot in his heart. He is busy every day, just to snuff out all the disasters, right? He didn't say it, but she could roughly guess it.

The sound of even breathing soon sounded, gently shallow, with a hint of sweet fragrance.

Zhao Chengyuan opened his eyes in the darkness and looked at the sleeping girl. new

Her head was naturally tilted to his side, and strands of hair fell on his face, scratching him, itchy.

He regretted it a little at this time, he didn't build a courtyard for her alone, he was really too confident in his determination.

He sighed, got up, put on his clothes, and stepped out of the bed.

Two days later is the Shangyuan Festival, the sky is sparse and the stars are sparse, sprinkled with silver light all over the ground, as if covered with snow.

He stepped on the moonlight and went to the study in the outer courtyard.

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"Measure the good and evil of heaven and earth, and the blessing and misfortune of the world!"

"The iron mouth is straight off, one hexagram and one tael of silver!"

A sloppy young Taoist priest walked on Changfeng Street, shouting along the street. In his arms, he held a pole with a banner on which was written the eye-catching "Wu Banxian".

He was followed by a lot of people who watched the excitement, and most of them regarded him as a half-madman who wanted to go crazy with money.

Someone laughed at him, "Wu Banxian, I've been in the world for so many days, but it's opened?"

Wu Banxian replied with a smile, "This Banxian pinched his fingers, and it will open today!"

After saying that, he sighed with regret and slapped himself in the face, "Why did you just make a hexagram like this, and you don't have any money to pay the hexagram!" Oh, hey, whoever borrowed me a tael of silver, I paid the hexagram!"

Everyone was amused by him, "I really am crazy to divide and collect money for myself!"

"Before going down the mountain, Master said that to be a man, you have to talk about rules, and to be a half-immortal, you have to talk about rules. This half-immortal has three trigrams a day, one hexagram and one tael of silver, and no credit!"

Wu Banxian stretched out his hand and asked anxiously, "Whoever has a tael of silver to lend me, I'll give you a hexagram!"