After getting out of the carriage, Song Suqing followed Pei Muyao's side, looking left and right, it was clearly some common things, and it seemed that many years had passed in her eyes at this moment.

Pei Muyao walked with her hands in her hands, her eyes drooped slightly, seeing her sometimes looking here and sometimes looking there, and when she saw some novel objects, her delicate lips opened lightly, and her expression swept over with envy, like a little girl who had just left the house.

The corners of his mouth curled, and his expression became more and more warm.

There were people in front of him who set up stalls to sell, and there were many people around, and the exclamations of everyone from time to time aroused Song Suqing's curiosity, but the people gathered there were not a few, and I don't know if Pei Muyao would be willing to go.

After thinking for a while, Song Suqing raised his chin, and was not in a hurry to speak, looking directly at the person beside him.

With clear eyes watery under the sun, looking at him with blank eyes, Pei Muyao thoughtfully glanced at the crowd not far away, pretending to be puzzled: "Huh? ”

Song Suqing glanced sideways at the crowd, then withdrew his gaze, and said seriously: "If you are not in a hurry, can you accompany me to take a look?" ”

Hearing this, Pei Muyao raised his eyebrows, and his right hand, which was hanging by his side, was slightly raised and spread out.

Seeing this, Song Suqing rushed to his head, looked at the crowd that was still squeezing in, pretended to be indifferent and handed his hand to his palm, and raised his eyes to stop looking at him.

It's just that the white and translucent earlobes are about to drip blood.

Pei Muyao chuckled, clenched her right hand unhurriedly, and held her delicate palm with her wide palm, which was slowly clasped tightly, leaving no gap for the breeze blowing by.

The laughter fell into Song Suqing's ears, and she pretended to be calm and cleared her throat.

Her thoughts rippled like a boat in the middle of the sea, rippling and splashing on her head, so that she would not get dazed in the middle of the day.

There were more and more people who came to join in the fun, and Qi An and the others followed behind vigilantly, their eyes locked tightly on the two of them, for fear that someone would rush out and collide with them.

Through the surging crowd, Song Suqing tiptoed, still unable to see what was going on inside, and when her eyes were turning, she caught a glimpse of a woman looking at them with bright eyes, and she asked, "Girl, do you know what is going on inside?" ”

When the woman who looked a little stunned heard her words, she gradually came back to her senses and shook her head: "I don't know, but I see that everyone is coming here, so I'll come and take a look." ”

After a pause, his eyes raised slightly, looked at her back over Song Suqing's face, and asked in a low voice, "Girl, is this your brother?" ”

Song Suqing was stunned when she heard this, and immediately understood the meaning of the woman's words.

She looked back and saw Pei Muyao's sharp jawline, with a long and jade body, and couldn't help but groan, this person does have a seductive face.

"It's not." Song Suqing turned her head and quietly took a step to the side, revealing her hands with ten fingers clasped together, silent for a while, her blood-stained earlobes became more and more ruddy, she lowered her voice and whispered: "It's my husband." ”

When the words fell, the woman seemed to see the corners of the man's mouth raise a shallow arc, but when she looked at it again, the arc disappeared again, and she thought it was a mistake.

She said 'ah' regretfully, her eyes looked at Song Suqing as if she didn't have anything, and raised her eyebrows: "No wonder, it's a good match for you." ”

Hearing this, Song Xuqing pursed his lips, and before he could say thank him, he heard a male voice echoing around him.

"Ahhh Why, I'm losing again! ”

Immediately afterwards, he heard the crowd of onlookers discussing how to choose crickets, and Song Suqing realized that he was teasing crickets here, no wonder the onlookers were stacked on top of each other, and they couldn't see what the people inside were doing.

After watching the hearty crickets fighting, the people who joined in the excitement could not listen to the discussion between the vendors and the men, and retreated one after another.

Song Suqing subconsciously followed and retreated, never thinking that there was a crowd behind her, and she was almost about to step on someone else's foot, she hurriedly took a step forward, and who knew that the crowd in front of her also poured out.

At this moment, the wide palm wrapped around Song Suqing's unbearable waist, making her body tremble in fright, and she hurriedly looked up along the arm that was tightly reflected in the green silk, and fell straight into Pei Muyao's clear eyes.

Different from his cold and impatient eyes, the palm that was wrapped around his waist was scorching, and the hot air passed through the gauze to the tip of his heart, which made Song Suqing's heart tremble fiercely.

Her long slender eyelashes trembled slightly, "I'm fine, I just accidentally squeezed down." ”

"Hmm." Pei Muyao's voice was hoarse, but the palm that was holding her waist did not let go, so he took her out, "What else do you want to see, let's go see other places." ”

Song Suqing nodded silently, lowered her eyes and looked at the big palm that fell on her waist, only to feel that the hot air was about to drown her, and even breathing seemed to be a little difficult.

She raised her eyes and used the corner of her eye to quietly glance at Pei Muyao, and saw that his jaw was slightly tense, and the corners of his mouth were tightly pursed, revealing that he seemed to be a little angry?

Thinking so, Song Suqing also subconsciously asked: "You don't seem to be in a good mood, is something going on?" ”

Hearing this, Pei Muyao's hand around her waist tightened a little, and when he lowered his head, he met her with a puzzled look, and even a trace of inexplicable fear flashed in his eyes.

His voice tightened, and he couldn't laugh.

"Qing'er, I'll be nervous too."

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Pei Huilan: You are high, you are powerful, you please your wife in my name

Chapter 63: Guining

(You and I don't distinguish between each other)

Will he be nervous too?

Hearing this, Song Xuqing's eyes were slightly stunned, and her bright and lovely face was white and red.

Pei Muyao covered his mouth and coughed lightly, and with his other hand, he grabbed her waist and walked forward with her.

In a trance, Song Suqing seemed to see the embarrassment flashing on his face, but in the blink of an eye, the slight embarrassment disappeared, so fast that she was dazzled by the sun from time to time.

The moment his head drooped, a shallow smile appeared on the corner of the man's mouth, as if he was very satisfied with the current situation.

Song Suqing followed him out with the flow of people, until he came to an open place, and the hoop around his waist had not yet been loosened.

She paused slightly, lowered her eyes and stared at the big palm around her waist, bit her lip, and didn't look up at him, "I seem to ...... I can walk on my own. ”

Pei Muyao's eyebrows raised when he heard this, and glanced at her with a smile, Everywhere his eyes went, it was just like a ruddy and transparent thorn peach, and the red one could drip juice.

The palm around her waist was slowly loosened, and the moment she let go, Song Suqing could even feel her waist tremble slightly, which made her mind numb, and her thoughts were glued unhurriedly by the paste called 'Pei Muyao', and she couldn't stir it away.

"What else would you like to see?"

A hoarse and deep voice sounded in his ears, and Song Xuqing's tense figure trembled, and his eyes were full of panic.

She didn't care too much, and took a few steps forward while his hand was already off her waist, shaking her head quickly with a slight expression.

Her lips, which were covered by 'paste', opened lightly, and she said after a long while: "Aren't you going to get Huilan's headdress, now you can go back after taking it out, I don't have anything I want to see." ”

The pretended calm look fell into Pei Muyao's eyes, he shook his chin with a smile, and said: "Huilan's headdress can be picked up by Zechuan for a while, if you have anything else you want to visit......"

"Nope." Song Suqing looked affirmative and interrupted him seriously, "Let's go back." ”

After speaking, she hurried slowly to the direction where the carriage stopped, and her back looked a little deserted and fled.

Pei Muyao's gaze followed her confused back, and it wasn't until she got into the car that he withdrew his gaze, and he thoughtfully shook the hand hanging by his side, and there seemed to be her temperature in the palm of his hand.

He smiled dumbly, and walked to the carriage with long legs on his face full of spring breeze.

Song Xuqing got into the car in three steps and two steps, and unconsciously stroked the violently beating heart with his palm, and his heart, which was calm in the past, now seemed a little restless.

She leaned over quietly, her fingertips lifting the curtain that covered the window, leaking only a little gap.

Through the slightest gap, he could just see Pei Muyao walking unhurriedly, with a little smile on his handsome face, and the blazing summer sun dissipated the coldness on his body.

Song Suqing's heart missed a beat, and the palm covering his chest consciously increased a little force and pressed down, but he couldn't suppress the sound of his heartbeat, beating his chest one by one like a drum.

The 'click' sound of stepping on the stool lingered tightly around her, and she retracted her fingers hooked on the curtain and sat upright in the room.

Pei Muyao leaned into the public opinion and saw her looking ahead without squinting, her eyes unblinking.

His figure paused, sat down beside her calmly, and his slender and clean fingers pretended to be puzzled to pick up the curtain in front of her, and asked, "Is the color and pattern of this curtain to your liking?" ”

"Not bad." Song Suqing took a deep breath in her heart, and calmly raised her head to meet his unbearable expression, in fact, she didn't even know what the patterns on the curtain were, let alone why he asked this.

As she spoke, she glanced at the curtain that Pei Muyao had raised, and when she caught a glimpse of the lines on the curtain, the hot breath instantly rushed to her face, and her cheeks were as red as blood.

I don't know which one is bold, and he actually embroidered the pattern of cross-necked mandarin ducks playing in the water on the covered curtain!

The corners of Song Xuqing's mouth opened slightly, and when he saw his increasingly bright smile, he cleared his throat and pretended to be calm: "Whose house is this embroidered curtain, and his style of acting is really bold." ”

"Hmm." Pei Muyao replied calmly and leisurely, and withdrew the hand that picked up the curtain, "But if you have your heart, I will ask Qi An to replace the tent curtains of the palace with this later." ”

Song Suqing: "......? ”

She stared at Pei Muyao in amazement, the tease in his eyes flashed so that her earlobes were pink and tender, knowing that he was making fun of himself, he muttered: "I don't like it, if you like it, it will fill your entire study." ”

Pei Muyao's thin lips opened lightly, and before he could speak, he heard her again: "No, you are about to leave Beijing, I will go to the street to buy ten or eight ...... later." The mandarin duck water-patterned handkerchief is stuffed into your change of clothes, and you will be able to see it every day. ”

The further he spoke, the more full Song Suqing's expression became, and he laughed out loud after his words were closed.

Pei Muyao raised her eyebrows, her eyes fixed on the curvature of the corners of her mouth, and leaned on the wall carelessly, "Qing'er is polite, you and I don't distinguish between each other." ”

Song Suqing opened his mouth when he heard this, and looked at him dumbly.

How could this person call her nickname so affectionately, as if it had stayed in his heart and lips for a long time, just waiting for an opportunity to call it out.

Thinking of this, she pursed her lips and looked sideways at the scene.

It was already on the long street not far from the Hou Mansion, and when the sound of the wafting in the palace fell slightly, the carriage had already stopped at the gate of the Hou Mansion.

When Song Suqing lifted the curtain of her palms and leaned out, Yu Guang saw her grandmother and parents standing at the door of the Hou Mansion with a smile on her face, her eyes lit up, and she stepped on the stool and got out of the carriage and trotted towards them.

"Slow down, slow down." Seeing her neat and light movements, Mrs. Song's eyelids couldn't help jumping a few times, and beckoned to her with the support of the maid, "Don't fall." ”

Xu Shi looked at her daughter's smiling appearance on the side, and knew that she should be in a happy mood for the past two days, and breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, caught a glimpse of Pei Muyao who was following her, and quietly slapped Song Yi with her elbow.

Even if it is a son-in-law, it is also a prince, and the etiquette or anything cannot be lost, but before they could salute, they saw Pei Muyao bending forward slightly and saluting.

After waiting for a long time, everyone in the Hou Mansion hurriedly saluted back, and for a while there was only a respectful and polite voice left at the gate of the Hou Mansion, shouting father-in-law and mother-in-law here, and calling the prince there, in short, they shouted their own, and Song Suqing was stunned when he heard it.

But fortunately, it didn't last long, and after a few cold words at the door, everyone entered the house.

The Guining banquet often starts at noon, and it is not possible to wait a little earlier or a little later, so Xu was busy all morning, and prepared the Guining banquet early.

However, no one expected the two of them to come back so early, even after the tea ceremony and the real change of words, there was still a long time before the feast.

Sitting quietly in the hall for a while, Song Yi invited Pei Muyao to sit in the study for a while at the suggestion of his wife.

After the figures of the two disappeared around the corner, the aunts and sisters sitting beside Song Suqing breathed a sigh of relief.

Even the youngest cousin, the hand in her arms was finally able to reach out to the table to eat with peace of mind, and quickly grabbed a jujube paste crisp and pinched it in her hand.

Song Suqing smiled when he saw this, handed a cup of nectar tea to the little cousin who was biting into the jujube paste, and said to the bright-eyed Xu: "He is not so terrible, my mother doesn't need to worry so much." ”

Xu smiled.

What she is worried about is not whether the prince is terrible, but how her daughter is in the palace and whether she is affected.

But seeing the smile in Song Suqing's eyes, she thoughtfully picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea, and asked unhurriedly: "How do you get along with the prince, are you still used to it?" ”

Song Suqing teased her little cousin's cheeks, and said without raising her head: "It's good, there are not so many things in the palace, and I am happy to be at ease." ”

Xu nodded, she also came over like this, knowing that her daughter's words were true, as long as there was no concubine in the house, the life of the main room would be much easier.