The stove under the window emits a circle of red light through the holes. Pei Xiaoyuan's eyes adapted to the dark light that penetrated into the tent, and after a while, he slowly opened his eyes, turned his face, and looked at her beside him.

As soon as she seemed to lie down, she pulled up the quilt high, completely covering her head and face, and did not make any movement, as if she had fallen asleep like this.

"Why didn't the princess wake me up?"

He took advantage of the faint dim light in the tent to look at the vague shadow of the outline of her undulating body under the quilt for a moment, and suddenly there was a faint well-up of emotions in his heart that he couldn't explain himself.

"In such weather, if you go out of the city late at night, if there is a mistake, how will I face Your Majesty's punishment?"

After he finished speaking, Fang was shocked to realize that this was inappropriate, and it seemed that he was angry. However, it has been exported and cannot be recovered. Nor did he want to take it back.

For a long time, I couldn't wait for her answer. Pei Xiaoyuan knew that she was clearly awake. He suddenly felt a little depressed, and finally closed his eyes sullenly.

Although Changle Station is not far from Chang'an City, the surrounding villages are far away, and it is located alone in the wild forests.

He listened to the incessant sound of the night rain outside the post, and was distraught, only to feel that tonight must be another sleepless night, and suddenly, sensing something strange beside him, opened his eyes and turned to her again.

"Princess?"

After a moment's hesitation, he spoke again and called tentatively.

She still hasn't answered. He reached over and tried to pull down the quilt that covered her head and face, but she stopped him, and clasped his fingers around the corners of the quilt, not allowing him to move.

If he hadn't dared to force his hand just now, he would no longer hesitate at this moment, and with a little effort, he would be torn off from her hands. However, she rolled over again, and lay on the pillow instead, and her shoulders twitched slightly.

Pei Xiaoyuan hooked a piece of green silk covering the pillow with his fingers, revealing half of her face. However, when you touch it slightly, you will feel damp and cool.

She was crying silently. It's just that Fang has endured it all the time, and he hasn't made any sobs.

Pei Xiaoyuan suddenly panicked.

"Princess, don't cry. I should be damned! That's how I talked to you! ”

However, it was okay that he didn't say anything, and as soon as she spoke, her whole body seemed to be unable to hold back any longer, her shoulders and back twitched more and more, and the sobbing voice finally couldn't be suppressed.

"It has nothing to do with Pei Langjun. You leave me alone......" She shook her head wildly, pressed her face deep into the pillow, and whispered in response.

Pei Xiaoyuan sat up straight, reached out to hug her, turned her whole person back from the pillow, re-covered the quilt for her, turned around and got out of bed to turn on the light, and then took a look, suddenly she reached out from behind and grabbed her sleeve tightly.

"Don't go!" But she kept him.

Pei Xiaoyuan only felt that his heart was going to be taken away by this sentence in an instant.

He immediately retreated: "I'm not leaving. He replied softly, and then gently leaned his arm against her, motionless. After a long time, when she stopped crying, her emotions slowly calmed down.

"Tonight is such a weather, and it is late at night, and the princess herself goes out of the city to worship, and refuses to go back with me. Of course, this is out of great filial piety, but if Empress Zhaode has a spirit in the sky, how can she feel at ease? ”

After deliberation, he finally said this.

"I'm sorry......" she whispered in a muffled, slightly hoarse voice, "I'm worrying you." ”

"It's just that I wanted to accompany A-Niang's ...... there"

Pei Xiaoyuan was slightly stunned, lowered his head, and looked at the hazy face on the pillow reflected by the dim red light that penetrated into the tent.

"The night before we got married, something happened." She was determined.

"I went to look for Aya, and when I met him who had just returned from the eastern suburbs, he told me that he had gone to worship a fairy, so that she might protect me. At the time I thought it was true. Today I learned that he must have gone to a mass grave in the eastern suburbs so that he could tell A-Niang about me......"

A Fang Zhi tear quietly flowed out of the corner of her eye again.

"I also know that even my Aya can't find my aunt back, and I can't do it anymore. Never again. But it rained so hard tonight, I don't want to leave A-Niang alone and wandering alone in that kind of place. I want to go and accompany her. If I go, A-Niang may not be so lonely......"

Tears blurred her eyes.

"If it weren't for the chaos back then, Aya never left me and A-Niang, how good would it be, wouldn't it? Even, I would rather hope that she really left me and left with Ding Baiya. I wouldn't blame her, really ......"

She choked up until she finally breathed, and suddenly realized that she seemed to have said too much to him that she shouldn't have said.

He remained silent, unresponsive.

She abruptly stopped, rolling away from the man beside her until she was cowering in the corner of the deepest bed.

"Okay, I'm fine, don't worry. It's not early, you're tired, it's time to rest......"

She pressed the back of her hand against her eyelids so that her eyes could stop the tears, and said in a slurred voice.

"If the princess wants to accompany Empress Zhaode again in the future, remember to talk to me whenever she wants. Let's go together, and Empress Zhaode may find it more lively. ”

At this moment, a gentle and deep voice sounded in her ears.

His words rang into his ears, and Su Yu froze for a moment, then suddenly whimpered, turned around, threw himself from the corner of the bed into the arms of the man who had leaned against her, pressed his tearful face to his chest, stretched out his arms, hugged his waist tightly, and choked again.

Pei Xiaoyuan had hugged her more than once, but he had never been so thrown into her arms and hugged tightly. What's more, it is still the same scene, the two of them are lying in the bed tent, only wearing a thin layer of single clothes on each other, the chest and abdomen are touched, and the soft body feeling is almost the same as naked.

At first he froze, unable to even move, and did not dare to move. Soon, when her suppressed whimper drifted into his ears, he closed his eyes, and finally, trying to steady his breath, put his arms around her shoulders in the faint red light of the stove in the corner of the house, and wrapped his other arm around her waist, and instead took her whole body into his arms, and patted her on the back of the heart comfortingly with his palm.

"Princess, you can cry if you want to, don't bear it."

He pressed his lips to her ear and whispered.

Outside the post house, there was a long wind and rain. The sky is bright, the wind and rain have stopped, and the wild fog is drifting.

In the faint sound of Chang'an morning drums that spread to the suburbs, Pei Xiaoyuan's eyelids moved slightly.

He woke up from an indescribable morning dream, feeling uncomfortable, and opened a pair of dark eyes that were still a little cruel, and turned his face, and in the dim morning light of the room, he saw that she was still the same as when she cried in his arms last night and fell asleep, her forehead against his disheveled chest, curled up, motionless.

She must still be asleep, not awake.

Chapter 101

She was the source of all his dreams.

He knew this, and couldn't help but bow his head slightly, staring at her who was sleeping in his arms. The messy and unkempt green silk, the emerald feather-like eyebrows, the quietly drooping eyelashes, the delicate nose, the small round and full earlobes that emerge from the spontaneous hair, and the mouth like a cherry blossom that is half-blooming in April and sucks the juice......

His eyes darkened, and his Adam's apple unconsciously moved.

It must have been the first time he had ever had the opportunity to look at her so boldly and indulgently, and he suddenly remembered the sentence, "An increase is too long, and a decrease is too short."

If there is really such a beauty in the world, then it should be her appearance, which happens to grow on the tip of his heart, that is, if he looks at her like this for the rest of his life, he should not get tired of looking at her.

He pondered in his heart, and his gaze inadvertently stroked her chin, and suddenly he was sure. Then, his mouth became more and more dry, and he only felt that the blood vessels on the side of his neck were pounding, and he was almost unable to control himself.

The placket of her clothes was a little disheveled. Even from his point of view, he could easily see a touch of snow condensation between the folds of the clothes.

She was still resting her forehead against him, her eyes closed, and she curled up in front of him. I don't know if it's real, or if it's an illusion when his ears are hot and his eyes are astringent, and in a trance, he noticed that her originally jade-white earlobes and exposed pink cheeks seemed to have a faint blush floating out.

Pei Xiaoyuan woke up and knew that he must not indulge his lust like this again, otherwise he really didn't know what kind of behavior he would make. She is just the princess of the Li family who he welcomed into the Yongning Mansion, not the real bride of his Peimen. If she wakes up and realizes that she has been disrespectful to her to this point, she will be ashamed of herself.

He forcibly suppressed the surging blood, swam away, slowly, slightly, as little as possible to disturb her, and at last, separated himself from the warm and soft body, and then quietly stayed, not even daring to put on his boots, lest the sound of the soles of the boots would wake her up. He bent down and lifted his two boots, went barefoot, rolled up his clothes casually, and walked out softly with bated breath.

Su Yu got up in the clear morning bird chirping outside the window, opened the door and went out.

After the night rain, the wild slopes and chaotic forests outside the post house were filled with wet mist, and the morning air was cold and humid. Pei Xiaoyuan stood quietly outside the door of the post house, facing the wild fog that surrounded the forest, if he was enjoying the wild scenery in the autumn morning, he heard the movement behind him, he turned around, saw her, and turned around.

"The princess?" With a smile in his eyes, he whispered hello to her. He looked neatly dressed and refreshed, which was his usual appearance.

In response to Yang Zaien's words, Yi Cheng had already prepared a carriage. In the early morning of this autumn day, in the sound of eight hundred morning drums announcing the opening of the door, before the hustle and bustle of the day began in Chang'an, he quietly returned to Yongning House.

He received the news from Yang Zaien early, and burned the stove in the bath room of Zimingyuan, and prepared a large bucket full of fragrant soup soaked in sandalwood, orchid, sinking water, and borneol, so as to warm her body. She came back and went straight into the room, stripped into the bath, and sent the two maids of Jiu'er and Green Jade brought out of the palace to take a bath, and sat alone in the hot mist steaming fragrant soup, closed her eyes for a long time, until the fragrant soup gradually cooled, went out of the bath to dry her body, put on her bedclothes, covered herself, and was about to walk out, passing a long mirror erected against the wall on the side of the bath door, she unconsciously slowed down her steps, paused, and finally took a few steps back, and finally, stood in front of the mirror, and slowly loosened her bedclothes.

The incense mist condenses a layer of uniform and fine water vapor on the mirror surface, and the body in the mirror is hazy, like a veil of clouds.

Su Yu stretched out his hand, wiped the mirror back and forth a few times, and the image in the mirror clearly floated.

At this time, the sky was already bright, and the morning sun shot into a dark window in the corner of the bedroom bath room, diffusing to the long mirror behind the door.

She stood quietly, and for the first time in her life, with the harsh eyes of her analysis of paintings, she examined the body in the morning light.

It looks like its chest is better than snow, and it is heartfelt.

…… In any case, at least, it shouldn't be ugly, right?

In fact, this morning, before he fully woke up, she had always been shallow and sensitive, and she woke up first because of the slight movements and unconscious intimate contact in the dreams of the people around her.

Because of the cold in the countryside of the inn last night, and he felt hot and warm, she woke up and found that after crying and sleeping last night, she had always maintained the posture of being close to his arms, and never left for half a minute. Then, in the haze, he noticed something strange from his body. At that time, she was at a loss, and did not dare to move, lest she wake him up, and when she was completely awake and wanted to quietly get out of his arms, she felt that he had also woken up.

In the past, she was unaware of what was going on within. The main purpose of this big wedding is not to marry. The two closest people to her in the palace, the emperor and the old palace eunuch Zhao Zhongfang, are even more inconvenient to ask. Of course, she got married without considering this situation, but subconsciously, she also knew that if she opened her eyes like that at that time, she was afraid that it would be a lot of embarrassment for both of them, so she had to continue to sleep until he got out of bed and left.

Naturally, the reason why she looked at herself in the mirror at this moment could not be because he left quietly without hesitation like this morning, so that after she breathed a sigh of relief, she seemed to feel a little lost in her heart, and even irrepressibly doubted herself. No way.

Her eyes fell on the mirror. After a while, the mist in the room that had not completely dissipated was slowly condensed on the mirror surface that had been wiped clean by her under the urging of the fire. The delicate body in the mirror blurred in front of her eyes again.

"Princess?"

At this time, the sound of He's call came from outside, obviously because he had waited too long and felt uneasy.

"Does the princess need some hot water?"

He's voice was not loud, but he still startled Su Yu, his heart was pounding, he turned around suddenly, calmed down, covered his body, opened the door, and turned out as if nothing happened.

The He family led Candle, Jiu'er, and Green Jade to surround her, combing her hair, making up and changing clothes.

Before noon, she and Pei Xiaoyuan wanted to go to King Ning's mansion to return the gift, this matter was extremely important and could not be delayed. After finishing the makeup, she walked out of the dormitory. Pei Xiaoyuan waited in the Qiushuang Pavilion where she had been early in the wedding day. He wore a black veil on his head, a silver and sapphire pattern weft brocade robe with a collar, a gold ten-rhino belt tied around his thin waist, and old boots on his feet, a pair of new black suede boots.

On weekdays, he either wears his own sets of fine cloth, or Luo Di green clothes, or official robes, and rarely wears such brocade clothes today, and the bright sunlight shines on him from under the eaves of the pavilion, reflecting his handsome and quiet facial features, which makes him particularly elegant and noble.

Su Yuzhi was dressed up like this for him by the He family. In He's view, this is the gate of the princess's first Dengning Mansion after the wedding.

His arms were bent on a railing next to the pavilion pillar, and the person leaned over the railing slightly, leisurely twisting a horsewhip in his hand, and looked at a few fat-headed carp swimming leisurely in the water under the pavilion. Suddenly, he heard the princess's maidservant call him a "donkey", turned his face, immediately straightened up, stepped down from the pavilion, and walked towards the rain that stopped on the road.

"Princess, please." He said, his eyes shining and his face smiling, and he looked like he was no different from a normal day.

Su Yu was even more so, smiled and nodded, no longer staying, and took the lead to go out. Pei Xiaoyuan, as before, was half a step behind her, and the group went to the gate of the front house.

Qingtou was running in from outside the gate at this moment, and ran along the passage to the hall where the princess and the colt had passed through the worship hall on the night of the wedding, and trampled vigorously all the way, and came out, and continued to run towards the side door. People are already tired and out of breath, and their footsteps are still non-stop.

Candle, who had just come out earlier and was waiting here, smiled when he saw this, and asked him what he was doing, "I saw you running like this two days ago!" Aren't you dizzy? Always going around in circles! Let's take a break! The princess is about to come out! ”

Qingtou stopped at this time, panting while crossing his waist, and solemnly explained: "You just came, I don't understand!" There is a custom here in Chang'an, the bride enters, the man is close to the door to go out, and then along the bride's entrance road in, all the way to trample hard, within three days of marriage, the more you trample, the more effective! ”

It was indeed the first time that Candle heard about it, and when she saw that he was sweating when she ran, she was busy fanning him with Luopa, and asked curiously: "Brother Qingtou, what does this mean?" ”

This is called the trail of the bride, which means that the bride will not retreat and settle down. The princess married into our family, and the closest person to Lang Jun is not your Qingtou brother and me? On the last day of today, I was still at home, so I naturally had to step on a few more laps, so that the princess could live with Lang Jun for a long time in peace—"

At this time, a coughing sound suddenly came, intercepting his words, he looked up, and saw that Lang Jun and the princess had gradually walked in the company of Yang Zaien and the group of servants behind him. He Amu, who had sent the princess out of the mansion, walked quickly and looked at him with a slight displeasure on his face. He slapped his mouth and glanced at the other side again, and Cha Langjun was expressionless, and he couldn't tell if he was annoyed—but now it was different. He has been promoted to the sixth steward of the Horse Mansion, or the princess personally promoted, responsible for the princess and Lang Jun's travel horses, chariots, and the west courtyard of the mansion, dogs and other things, there are more than a dozen Xi officials, eagle people, dog people under his command. At this moment, even if Lang Jun is angry with him, Qingtou is not afraid, as long as the princess is not angry with him. The princess, as usual, smiled and groaned very kindly. He bowed.

"The princess's car is ready. Lang Jun's horse is also at the door! After the ceremony, I hurriedly went out to call people to get ready to go on the road.

Ning Wangfu is the first family to be a guest after the princess's wedding, and the whole family regards it as an honor and attaches great importance to it. As soon as I got up in the morning, everything was well prepared, just waiting for the two to arrive. After the car stopped outside the gate, Li Yu followed his uncle and cousins, and led the prince's chief Shi and other subordinate officials to greet him outside the gate, and Prince Ning picked up people at the second gate. Xue Niangzi, the mother of Li Xu, who rarely meets guests on weekdays, is also dressed in new clothes today, leading her daughter Li Wanwan and the rest of the female relatives in the house, waiting in front of the hanging flower door with a smile on her face.

Welcome the princess into the hall, and after a salute, each sits down according to their seats. After congratulating the newlyweds, Xue Niangzi apologized and smiled: "The princess and the concubine are happy to get married, although I have always been stupid, but I also hope to go over with the eldest aunt and them to congratulate in person, so as to have a good time." It's just that because of my identity, I don't dare to make a mistake. Today, I finally look forward to the arrival of the lady and the fulfillment of my wish. With that, she ordered someone to send her another congratulatory gift, a female shawl embroidered by herself, and a saddle inlaid with turquoise. The newlyweds took it and thanked them.

After some laughter and talking, the banquet hall of King Ning's mansion was held and divided into two places. King Ning led the men in the family and many subordinate officials in the palace to entertain Pei Fuma in the east hall, and Xue Niangzi and others accompanied the princess to have fun in the west flower hall.