In the happy room, Zhiyin has been waiting for a long time.

There were no guests and friends, and there was no high-level witness, after the wedding car stopped in front of the Hou Mansion, she was sent straight to the groom's unicorn courtyard.

The eyes are all red, and the two red lanterns in front of the door reflect a hazy crimson brilliance under the steps, gently swaying in the night with the autumn wind, as if all things in heaven and earth are intoxicated in this happy color.

In the new room, only Sheng lined up the ritual utensils used in the joint prison and the same prison, and in front of the case, Zhiyin sat quietly, because the groom had not yet put down the fan that covered his face.

The groom didn't arrive for a long time, and the room was almost suffocatingly quiet, and the maid of the Hou Mansion who served on the side comforted her in a low voice: "Young lady, wait patiently, the second son will be here soon." ”

She smiled slightly, and the red candle was like water, reflecting the girl's eyes of spring and autumn water, which made the maids all stunned.

What a beautiful birth this bride had! It's a pity that the second son died young, and he didn't even see the bride.

Thinking of the county lord's plan again, several informed maids in the room couldn't help but cast sympathetic glances at her, □□ how ridiculous the matter was, and I don't know if this young lady from a small door can accept it.

I don't know how long it took, there was finally a burst of footsteps outside the door, followed by the respectful and whispered salute of the maid outside the door: "Second son." ”

Zhiyin picked up the barrier fan and placed it in front of his face.

The door with the word Xi squeaked slightly in the cold night breeze, and a handsome figure like pine and bamboo was illuminated by the eaves outside the door, projecting on the floor with red candles.

The maids saluted, and after the fan, Zhiyin's heart was slightly cold.

Lang Jun, why did he come here on foot?

She didn't know what was going on, so she only held the golden silk fan to hide her expression. On the other side, the bridegroom had already swept over the multi-treasure shelf placed by the door and stood on the other side of the table.

He was dressed in the wedding dress originally prepared for his younger brother, which was a good fit. The dark gold unicorn beast pattern Xuanyi is well-cut, the red woven gold belt buckles out of the lean and slender waist, the body is long, the shoulders are thin, and the waist is thin.

The servants in the room are all the cronies and maids of the Qiyun clan, and naturally know that this is not the second son who came to worship the hall but the eldest son who is not a military general, but the eldest son who is a literati, but at this moment, I really saw him wearing his younger brother's wedding clothes, and I was also uncertain about this bit of grace, could it be that the person standing in front of him was not the eldest son, but the second son who came back from the dead?

Zhiyin breathing micro-screen.

Without it, the aura around the new son-in-law was so solemn and strong that she instinctively feared it.

It was clear that she hadn't drunk yet, but her face was already red.

Without saying a word to each other, what broke the stalemate atmosphere was the maid's smiling reminder: "Second son, the female monarch has given orders, but you have to fan it first." ”

Xie Mingting bowed slightly, stretched out a slender and white hand, and gently opened the fan in front of the bride.

The shadow hanging overhead fell like night, Zhiyin's heart tightened slightly, and then, the fan had been opened, and a frightened face was exposed to the other party's sight.

The red candle was warm, as if the person's burning breath was spraying on his face, in the end, he was newly married, and it was fake to say that he was not nervous, and Zhiyin's heart slowly pulled up.

Then, she adjusted her messy mood in her heart, raised her eyes, and smiled: "Lang Jun." ”

The four eyes looked at each other, but they were all stunned.

The young wind god in front of him is clear, handsome and elegant, the god of Luo water in his eyes, and the beauty of spring mountain in his eyebrows.

Only a face like ice jade, which looked a little sickly pale under the light of the red candle, was consistent with the rumored "serious injury".

But even so, she could clearly feel that the husband in front of her seemed to be different from the one she saw at the Lantern Festival last year.

He was as mellow as the rising sun that night.

In front of him, he was as cold as the night moon.

made her can't help but wonder in her heart, is the son-in-law in front of her really her husband?

Besides, he didn't seem to be seriously injured, at least the momentum that forced her scalp to tingle just now could never have come from a seriously injured person.

Thinking of the twin brothers in his family, Zhiyin inevitably thought a lot in his heart. But when he came in just now, the maids clearly called "Second Son".

The candle was bright, the tension in her eyes was exposed, and on the other side of the candle, Xie Mingting was also looking at the "woman that my brother likes" in her mother's mouth.

Her eyelashes were curly and long, and when she called him husband, she was like a crow feather trembling densely in the air, as if she was afraid of him, but the light refracted in her eyes was clearly the joy of seeing the person she wanted.

A pair of clear eyes, bright eyes, just like autumn water falling hibiscus.

The clear and beautiful appearance also fits very well with a portrait of unpainted facial features in his heart, and even the smooth and beautiful jaw is similar to hers.

But she was my brother's wife.

As for the voice...... The voice......

The clear sound and grace in the memory are hidden under the busy traffic on the night of the Lantern Festival, and they can't be distinguished. He came back to his senses in a trance, bowing his head slightly.

A light voice: "Hmm." ”

Now that they have met, all the etiquette that follows is also logical, the maid served sake in the house, Xie Mingting reached out to take it, and did not notice that the bride had not yet followed, and the half-square lady swirled lightly on the table, and poured out a little wine.

On the wedding night, this is also unlucky, Xie Mingting's eyes paused slightly, and Zhiyin was also shocked in his heart, and the maid was busy pouring the wine again.

This time, there was no mistake, and the two of them each picked up the half-square joint that was tied together by the red silk rope, and drank all the warm wine.

After the union, the newlyweds are married, and only the last rite is left - the round house.

Zhiyin was helped up by the maid and went to the bath. He had already gotten up one step ahead of her, and the cold words were like throwing gold and jade:

"I sleep outside."

As if to answer a question, he said coldly: "There are some things that my mother will tell you tomorrow." ”

"It's just that after tonight, you will be my Xie family's wife, I hope that you can put the Xie family first in everything, bride, you can understand?"

There was also severity in this cold voice, and it was no different from the prison officer interrogating the prisoner, and Zhiyin was inexplicably a little nervous.

She whispered, "The concubine remembers Lang Jun's teachings. ”

He bowed his head lightly and turned to leave. At this time, her call suddenly sounded behind her: "Yun Yu? ”

Xie Mingting turned his face sharply.

Her voice was low again, as if the bride was embarrassed: "My name is Zhiyin." 'Reflecting the sun into a canopy, shaking the wind and scattering the Jinyin'. My father said that Jin Yin refers to the grass, and hoped that I could have the same beautiful quality as the grass, so he took this name. ”

"I want to ask...... In the future, will I call you Yun Zhi or Lang Jun? ”

That's why.

Xie Mingting's eyebrows moved slightly, and he subconsciously wanted to say whatever you wanted, but after a slight pause, he said, "Since you have already passed the door, you should call Lang Jun." ”

He didn't like to be treated as a younger brother, even if it was nothing but self-deception to call him differently in the current situation.

After that, he set off and left.

The red candles placed on the desk were still blazing, illuminating the room gradually warming, and Zhiyin's face was slowly rising.

She had heard that people were very sensitive to their names, so she suddenly spoke out in silence.

But there is nothing suspicious about her husband's reaction, could it be that she thinks too much?

The night was already deep, and the maids bathed her in water, and the warm water flowed like a mother's hand brushing over the white shoulder blades and the chest as full as a peony calyx.

She was born in a small family, and she often does everything herself, and she is not used to being served by others. After retiring from the maid, a person leaned on the edge of the barrel and thought about the scenes he had seen since he entered the palace, and his mind seemed to be soaked in water, and he was a little swollen.

This husband is different from what she remembered.

It's not the same as the rumors.

temperament, how do you look like the rumored brother of Lifujun. If it weren't for the fact that he should have been very quick when she called him "Yun Zhi" at first glance, she would have suspected that it was Li Dai Taozhuang.

But she and her husband have only met for a short time, and although they have never been in close contact with each other through letters since then, they are not sure what his temperament is.

She remembered a game of chess at the Lantern Festival that day.

At that time, when she met an opponent in chess, she thought that he was a man on the other side of the chessboard, but when they met later, he was a cheerful and sincere young man. It's not annoying, but it's a bit surprising.

Perhaps, she was wrong about her preconceived notions just by virtue of one side and a few letters.

Anyway, if she comes, she will be safe, she will not look back at her home, and she must stay in Chen Liuhou's mansion. The Xie family is a noble family, and if you want to come, it will not be so ridiculous.

The day after the wedding, I visited my aunt.

Chen Liuhou, the head of Chen Liuhou's mansion, has been dead for ten years, and the son Xie Mingting refused to attack the lord on the grounds that he was unmarried, so he said that he was worshipping his aunt, but in fact, he could only worship his mother-in-law, the county lord of Wuwei.

She was born in Liangzhou Qiyun clan, is the cousin of Liangzhou Gong, her biological father died in battle when the court quelled the rebellion in Qinzhou thirty years ago, and her mother was also a female general, and died in battle.

The Qiyun clan is also a veteran of the Wei Dynasty, since the Tai Zu fought the world, he has followed the left and right, loyal and loyal to Liangzhou, and has guarded Liangzhou for generations. It is also for this reason that when the previous Duke of Liangzhou rebelled, the Emperor Taishang did not pursue the head of the entire Qiyun family, and because of his daughter's righteous murder, he stopped the mutiny in time, and still ordered her to attack the Duke of Liangzhou, but she was exempted from hereditary. Later, for some reason, when choosing a husband for the empress, Zhou Xuanying, the only son of the Duke of Liangzhou and Zhongshucheng, was chosen.

In other words, the "queen" of the dynasty is the nephew of the lord of Wuwei, the Yun clan, and is the real royal relative.

She was born in the door, a young widow, and a bad temper, and she raised her two sons alone, and it is rumored that her daughter-in-law is very picky.

Later, she chose Zhiyin, who was born in a small family of jasper, which caused an uproar in Beijing. In addition, Zhiyin's parents died before she passed the door and her husband was seriously injured, and for a while, there were gossips in Beijing that scolded her as a "mourning star".

These intricate in-laws have been memorized in the boudoir as early as in the boudoir, and she is familiar with it, and since she has been married, she does not have the anxiety of ordinary brides to visit her aunt, and after getting up in the morning to make up, she has a little meal and wants to go to the main room.

In the study, which is only separated from the bedroom by a blue gauze cupboard, her newlywed husband who was married last night was already waiting for her.

He leaned on the soft couch under the window, his back straight, as loose as a crane, one leg slightly bent, his hand on his knee, and his left hand was holding the book of war of the army and was watching intently.

——Zhuang Yuanlang, who has been known as a "prodigy" since he was a child, is also talented in playing his younger brother, except for his original cold temperament, there is almost no flaw.

Faded away from last night's red wedding dress, and the more close-fitting arrow sleeve open crotch robe outlined the lean and strong body of the young man without a trace of fat, with slender limbs and a majestic posture, which was pleasing to the eye. The introverted trend of muscles and flesh seems to contain endless power, indeed like a military general, not like a literati who has no power to restrain chickens.

Zhiyin only raised his eyes and lowered his eyebrows, and the strange conjecture of last night was dispelled a little.

Xie Mingting saw the suspicion of the bride in his eyes, and only slightly twisted his eyebrows: "Let's go." ”

The two of them went to the Rimon Temple side by side.

The county lord of Wuwei was in a good mood, with a smile on his face, and after receiving the bride's tea, he put the pomegranate-patterned red jade bracelet that had been prepared with her on:

"Since you are married to Lin'er, you can be regarded as a member of our Chenliuhou Mansion. I don't have a daughter, since you are married, I will love you as a daughter, and I hope that in the future, you can love your husband and give birth to children, and start branches and leaves for the Hou Mansion as soon as possible. ”

The mother-in-law is amiable, not at all irritable and arrogant as rumored, but when it comes to giving birth to a child, Zhiyin has to make some shyness, and looks at the husband-in-law like Zhilan Yushu on her side.

Last night, they didn't have a roundhouse. For this "husband", she still has a stomach full of doubts.

Since it is a matter of the inner house, it must not be hidden from the mother-in-law, and I don't know what the mother-in-law is beating at this time.

Xie Mingting knew his mother's idea, but in front of the bride's affectionate eyes, he couldn't say anything to refute, only his face was expressionless, as if he had never heard it.

The county lord of Wuwei annoyed him with disobedience in his heart, and smiled lovingly: "Okay, the bride is shy, Lin'er, you go down first." ”

- Chen Liuhou's Mansion twins, a Ming Ting, nicknamed Henu, with thoughtful words; A cloud admonition, nicknamed Youlin, the word Zhongling, the county lord often called it "Lin'er".

Xie Mingting got up, turned around and left.

Zhiyin looked at his coldness in his eyes, a little embarrassed and a little lost.

It is true that she was prepared to endure hardships when she came, but she never expected that her husband was not as seriously injured as rumored, but seemed to be a completely different person.

She originally thought that if he was really seriously injured, she would accompany him on the last journey in peace, and leave after the filial piety was completed.

Now it seems that she doesn't need to keep filial piety, but with his indifference to himself, maybe he will be reconciled in the future?

"Are you curious why your husband has become so reticent?"

The voice of the county lord of Wuwei sounded in front of him, and Zhiyin looked back, and there was just a bit of sadness in his eyes.

"Actually, you've seen him before, Yun admonished him...... It wasn't like that before. Lord Wuwei sighed and said, "Yes, as you can see, he was not as seriously injured as rumored, and that was because when he was running errands for the saint in Jiangnan, his closest friend blocked the disaster for him, and then, his temperament became like this." ”

Zhiyin was startled, thinking of the young man with a smile in the bright lights that day, and then thinking of this indifferent and withdrawn young man who almost didn't communicate with outsiders, and his heart was as if he had been caught, and he felt a little melancholy.

It turns out that the husband is, actually suffered the death of a friend, and his temperament changed greatly?

Seeing that he had concealed her, the county lord of Wuwei struck while the iron was hot and said: "Don't worry, he just can't get out of his friend's death, and it's definitely not that he doesn't like you." ”

Since he has a cold temperament, you should be more active and considerate of him, and strive to round the house as soon as possible and give birth to a big fat son for his mother to hold. Ayin, do you understand? ”

She said it too bluntly, but Zhiyin's face couldn't help but blush.

She is not so hypocritical, since she is a wife, the affairs of husband and wife are indispensable, and she has long been psychologically prepared.

"The bride knows." She whispered.

But having said that, when she returned to her room more than an hour later, her face was still a little hot in the face of the books about the couple's room sent by her mother-in-law.