On this day, everyone in the imperial capital was lively, and the teahouses and taverns were whispering and discussing one thing.

"Did you hear that the prime minister is going to get married."

"I heard that it was the Prime Minister who officially proposed to marry that Miss Song."

"What's so strange about this, the prime minister's distant cousin originally had a marriage contract with the prime minister, although the parents of both parties are gone, but now they are at the age of marriage, and it will be a matter of time before they get married."

"That's not the case, listen to me, I got the news early this morning that it was said that the prime minister would carry that Miss Song and Emperor Rao on foot today."

"I'll ⊙⊙!."

"It's really fake, that's Prime Minister Zhao Cheng, how dare she."

"When I heard it, my back was cold, it was Prime Minister Zhao Cheng, who leaned towards the government and the opposition, and that Miss Song was really powerful."

Ordinary people forget it.

That's Prime Minister Zhao Cheng, who is known for his coldness, when he mentions him, he kills people without blinking, is serious and cold, and is high. Therefore, not to mention letting him walk around the imperial capital on his back, many people saw that his feet trembled.

Before Song Qing appeared, what they heard the most was who he copied today. Since that Miss Song appeared, the prime minister and her peach color can be compiled into a picture book.

Therefore, it is definitely very loving to let the prime minister with such a valuable status carry her around the imperial capital on his back.

Song Qing naturally didn't know about the discussion that had exploded outside, she was now sitting in front of the mirror and asked Lin Qing to dress her up.

Looking at himself in the mirror, Song Qing couldn't help but reach out and touch his hair.

"Lin Qing, your grooming skills are really getting better and better." Her hair, in her hands, can be transformed into various hairstyles, and it suits her perfectly.

"If you like it, Miss."

"Yes, great."

"That's the beauty of young lady's birth."

"Hehe, I love to hear the truth."

"Miss, wear this jade bracelet and line your skin."

"Trust your vision."

Song said lightly, glanced at the jewelry boxes full of them, reached out and took a gold bracelet and handed it to Lin Qing.

"This bracelet is for you."

Lin Qing saw that it was a golden bracelet and instantly took a step back and waved his hand, "No, such a valuable slave can't be accepted." ”

Song Qing didn't understand her, and reached out to take her hand and put it on for her.

"Yes, it's right for you."

Lin Qing was moved.

"This, slave and maid thank you for your reward."

……

After getting dressed neatly, Song Qing finally opened the door and walked out of the room.

The sun was shining outside, sporadically falling to the ground through the treetops. The breeze caressed and the occasional sound of birds could be heard from the treetops.

It's just right.

In the courtyard, a man dressed in black was sitting quietly at a stone table, on the table in front of him were all kinds of colorful flowers, and he was holding a wreath that had been knitted.

Song Qing didn't expect to see such a scene as soon as he came out.

Seeing her come out, Zhao Cheng's eyes fell on her, today she was wearing a pale red dress, and her slightly curly long hair fell down on her chest. Dressed like this, her fair skin is even more ruddy and clear.

It's beautiful.

This is Zhao Cheng's current thoughts.

Song glanced at him, his eyes fell on the wreath in his hand, and he couldn't help but say, "You are weaving a wreath." ”

Not to mention it's pretty good-looking.

Hearing his voice, Zhao Cheng paused, and said lightly, "I passed by just now, and I saw that the flowers in the courtyard were blooming well, so I picked some of them." ”

Song glanced at the pile of flowers, sure that it was really just a hand-picked few?

Zhao Cheng glanced up at her, stood up and walked in front of her, and then reached out and put the garland on her head.

People are more delicate than flowers.

Satisfied.

Song Qing stretched out his hand and touched the garland and tilted his head to look at him, "The third master is honest, you shouldn't have thought of preparing this, who taught you, the housekeeper's wife, or the housekeeper's daughter-in-law?" ”

Zhao Cheng's face was a little hot after hearing this.

"It doesn't matter, do you like it?"

It was indeed reminded by the housekeeper's wife, saying that girls are to be coaxed, many girls like flowers or something, let her pick some flowers to give her, or more sincerely, pick some flowers to make garlands and give them to her.

Of course she does.

Song chuckled softly.

"I love it."

Zhao Cheng: "It's good if you like it." ”

Seeing him looking at himself quietly, Song blinked.

"Is it pretty?"

Zhao Cheng's eyes were dark.

Naturally, it was good-looking, but instead of answering her words, he reached out and stroked her cheek.

Fingers lifted her chin and kissed her on the lips. The moment she walked out just now, he wanted to taste it.

His kiss was strong and domineering.

Being so close to him, Song Qing only felt that his body was weak.

He's changed.

How so?

It's a bit of a feeling.

This is the legendary abstinence, if you look at it like this, you really can't see it, his face is so cold, and his body can be so hot. Compared to before, this man seems to have opened his mind now.

After a kiss, Zhao Cheng let go of her lightly.

Holding her hand, he turned around and squatted down with his back to Ban, pulled the person to his back, stood up with her on his back, and walked out of the yard.

Zhao Cheng carried Song Qing across the courtyard and walked out of the Prime Minister's Mansion all the way. promised to carry her around the imperial capital, and today is the time for him to fulfill his promise.

Carrying Song Qing from the Prime Minister's Mansion on his back, he walked leisurely on the street. The sun was shining just right outside, and the breeze blew up countless fallen leaves falling from the sky and whirling to the ground.

When he got up so early today and ordered Lin Qing to dress himself, Song Qing knew that he was going to fulfill his promise to marry her.

And so it was.

"Look, it's coming, it's coming."

"Don't squeeze."

"Really."

"I'm really not dazzled."

"No, that's really the Prime Minister."

The imperial capital is more lively and prosperous than usual, because the prime minister got the news that the future daughter-in-law Rao Didu was going to walk around the capital in advance, and there were many people who wanted to join in the fun.

Although they didn't dare to make a loud noise, it was indispensable for these people to get together and whisper.

"I'm so envious."

"This Miss Song is really blessed to be able to make the Prime Minister condescend to do this kind of thing."

"The prime minister's life is so good-looking."

"The appearance is unique."

"That Miss Song is also so beautiful, they look like a good match."

"Talented and beautiful."

"A natural pair."

……

Song turned his head to look around, and couldn't help but reach out and pull Zhao Cheng's clothes.

"Why are there so many people?"

She wasn't stupid, she knew that those people were definitely talking about them. Looking at this situation, Song Qing seemed to understand something.

"They knew that you were going to carry me around the imperial capital, so they all came to see the excitement."

Zhao Cheng nodded lightly.

"Hmm."

Song was embarrassed after hearing this, "I suddenly regretted it." ”

This is different from what she imagined, this has a sense of being watched as a giant panda.

Zhao Cheng raised his eyebrows, and a smile flashed in his eyes.

"It's late."

Song tapped his shoulder with a light finger, leaned into his ear and whispered.

"Forget it."

Zhao Cheng chuckled.

"It doesn't matter."

(End of chapter)