Fan Xian did not expect that his grandma would send Sisi, who was far away in Danzhou, to the capital. Looking at this big girl who had spent several years of quiet time with him, he was a little happy, but also a little headache, and didn't know how to arrange it. Grandma's intention was very clear, that she asked herself to keep Sisi in the house, and judging by Sisi's appearance, she probably would not choose any other solution except this way.
"Go and rest first." Fan Xian tried his best to look gentle.
But Sisi still felt that the young master in front of her seemed to be a little strange. After all, Fan Xian had undergone too many tests and struggles in the capital, so his temperament was naturally calm, and there was also a little bit of inexplicable temperament.
Seeing Sisi's uneasy expression, Fan Xian said with a smile, "What are you thinking, girl? You are full, young master will take you for a stroll in Beijing."
Sisi said aggrievedly: "Sisi is here to serve the young master, not for the young master to serve."
Fan Xian was so happy to hear that, after all, she was the girl he grew up with, she spoke and acted a lot more directly, unlike the maids of the Fan family in Kyoto, they dare not even show their airs in front of him, let alone refute in person. own meaning.
Fan Xian stepped forward, patted her thin face lightly, and said with a smile, "Chengcheng, let you serve, but even if you want to copy books and polish ink, you have to wash it off first. This whole body Sweating, others say that Hongxiu Tianxiang reads at night, are you going to add some jealousy to the young master?"
There was no allusion in the Qing Dynasty about Mrs. Fang Xuanling drinking jealously to reveal her ambitions, so no one could hear the playfulness in this remark, and Fan Xian couldn't help feeling a little bit of regret.
Embarrassed, Sisi saluted again, and then went to wash and wash under the leadership of the maid. These maids have already seen that this maid is quite different from their own first-class people, so they are extra polite.
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"Is this girl Sisi?"
Without the sour taste Fan Xian expected, Lin Wan'er only had curiosity on her face, and she said with a smile, "I've always heard you say that the big girls in Danzhou are much more diligent than Si Qi, and today we finally meet."
After all, Qing Kingdom is still a world where men are superior to women. Although Lin Wan'er is a princess, she doesn't seem to have too many thoughts and sensitivities. Besides, even if Fan Xian wants to take concubines into the house in the future, is it possible that the majestic princess still wants to fight with those concubines? Women's taste? Fan Xian smiled, thinking that fortunately this matter had nothing to do with him, otherwise if he really made the little tiger unhappy, would he still want his two arms
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"Marriage is the tomb of love." Fan Xian tossed out a sour sentence, "So let's walk around more, don't become a pair of zombies."
Lin Wan'er frowned, pursed her mouth, and said pitifully, "I'm afraid of the cold."
"Cangshan Mountain has good snow, especially in autumn and winter." Fan Xian looked at his wife with a smile, seductively like a travel agency employee, "Although the medicine prescribed by the teacher is very effective, the imperial doctors are also pleasantly surprised after the pulse diagnosis, but the high altitude It is very good for your body."
Lin Wan'er tilted her head, leaned into his arms, rubbed against him twice, and said softly, "I still don't understand what altitude means."
"It means how many levels higher than the sea surface." Fan Xian felt that this explanation was a bit of a mouthful.
"I still don't understand." Lin Wan'er said with a bitter face, "Don't go, okay? I'm really afraid of climbing mountains, and I'm really afraid of the cold."
Fan Xian said angrily, "Look at how round your face is now. It won't hurt to exercise more."
Lin Wan'er pulled herself up from his embrace suddenly, and said with a bitter face: "Last night, you just said that you like me to be fatter!"
Fan Xian almost laughed, but still suppressed his seriousness and said, "Turn off the lights, of course it's better to be fatter, but looking at it during the day... it's better to be thinner."
Lin Wan'er snorted angrily, and walked in the corridor first. Fan Xian hurriedly followed. He didn't look at her directly, but just took a step forward, and hummed softly: "I like the fleshy body on you the most, don't you know?"
In the palace in autumn, it was as if a summer wind was blowing head-on. Lin Wan'er's face was hot and red within a moment. She took two steps forward, grabbed Fan Xian's hand, and said with her head down: "Follow me!" There are so many people, you are not ashamed."
The two were in the palace at this time, followed by a lot of women, eunuchs, court ladies and so on, but those people all lowered their heads, and they were still some distance away from Fan Xian and Lin Wan'er, presumably they didn't hear what the young couple said earlier .
With his face still facing straight ahead, Fan Xian said with a smile, "My lady, you have to learn from your husband how to do many earth-shattering things without changing your expression."
There are subtexts in these words, but Wan'er can't quite understand them. It was the first time for the two of them to enter the palace today after their wedding. When the ladies saw Lin Wan'er coming, they shouted wildly with their hearts in their arms, and rewarded them with gifts. Fan Xian never refused anyone who came, but he just watched the ladies feel sorry for Lin Wan'er. The look of this woman can't help but feel a little chilled, this woman's natal family is the royal family, if the husband and wife have conflicts in the future, wouldn't she die without a place to bury her.
His Majesty the Emperor has four sons, one prince and three princes, which proves from one aspect that he is not a womanizer. Another coincidence is that none of the many empresses in the palace gave birth to a princess, so Lin Wan'er, who was raised in the palace since childhood, naturally became the empress' favorite.
Lin Wan'er was used to staying in the palace, so she was naturally not as nervous as Fan Xian was when she first entered the palace, but more like playing in the back garden at home. Fan Xian was affected by this, and the eldest princess he hated the most had returned to Xinyang, so he relaxed his mind and followed her around the palace. Speaking of going to Cangshan Mountain for vacation earlier, Fan Xian had already mentioned it when meeting the queen, and got the approval of the nobleman in the palace.
Unexpectedly, Wan'er is a little fool who is afraid of the cold.
But Fan Xian has made up his mind on this matter, especially after the new year, the prisoner exchange between Qing Guo and Bei Qi will officially begin. The Overwatch Council sent a message through Wang Qinian, and it seemed that he had something to do with this matter, so he needed a quieter place to deal with some things and prepare some things.
It's just a pity that I didn't see the emperor's uncle when I entered the palace this time. Lin Wan'er was a little disappointed, but Fan Xian's calm face concealed other emotions.
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A motorcade set off from Fan's mansion in a mighty way, and Lin Xiang also came to see off his beloved daughter today, so the scene seemed to be getting bigger and bigger. Pedestrians on the street looked at the team and pointed. After all, a few days ago, Fan Lin and his family got married. Fairy" son made such a fuss again.
"Why do you have to leave Beijing just after getting married?" An old man in the crowd asked with his hands behind his back, frowning: "Young people nowadays only know how to play around because of their family's wealth. You learned Fengzheng, why are you going to Cangshan again?"
"Look, don't you understand?" A young man next to him laughed and said, "Mr. Fan is going on a honeymoon, so I have to choose a secluded place."
"What is a honeymoon?" A sister-in-law was interested.
"It means that life is as sweet as honey." Another poor man who was obviously related to Fan's mansion seven hundred times laughed and said, "I don't even know this, this is a new word invented by Mr. Fan."
The sister-in-law got angry: "This word is weird, what is there to know. Besides, what about honeymoon? Since I want to choose a secluded place to stay for a few days, I still don't understand. Isn't it just trying to be quiet and happy?" , so I can give birth to a big fat boy."
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Sitting on the carriage leaving the capital, on the left was Lin Wan'er who was huddled in fur like a cat, looking at Fan Xian with a smile on her spring-like eyes, and on the left was the gentle and polite Fan Ruoruo, who was peeling off The orange, and carefully picked off the white silk from the orange flesh, and then put it into Fan Xian's lips in pieces.
Fan Xian half closed his eyes, glanced sideways at Lin Wan'er's expression, couldn't help frowning and said, "It's only autumn, why are you so afraid of the cold?"
Lin Wan'er giggled, got up, and moved closer to him, opened her mouth, and leaned closer, making Fan Xian's heart twitch slightly. But she heard her say to Ruoruo: "Good sister, give me a bite of orange."
Fan Ruoruo smiled slightly and said, "Sister-in-law, you can't eat oranges because of your illness, you will get angry."
Lin Wan'er said with a sad face, "It's annoying."
Fan Xian couldn't quite understand the address between his wife and younger sister, and asked, "One is called sister and the other is called sister-in-law. What kind of address is this?"
Lin Wan'er stuck out her tongue and said, "I'm used to calling my sister, before."
Fan Ruoruo also couldn't help laughing, pointed at his elder brother's nose and said, "Before you got married, my brother told me to call me sister-in-law, so I'm used to it."
Fan Xian shook his head helplessly. The carriage was already warm, and the mountain road was slightly bumpy after leaving Beijing, so it was easy to make people sleepy. Lin Wan'er gradually leaned on Fan Xian's shoulder, and Ruoruo leaned on the wall of the carriage with her chin propped up to rest.
The carriage suddenly shook, waking Wan'er on Fan Xian's shoulders. She rubbed her eyes and said, "Are you there?"
"How can it be so fast?" Fan Xian smiled and shook his head: "Although Cangshan Bieye is not comparable to the other courtyards in the palace, it is still on the mountainside. It takes three days to walk from Beijing."
Lin Wan'er looked at him calmly and asked, "Aside from recovering from illness, what is the reason for rushing to leave Beijing after marriage?"
Fan Xian knew that he couldn't hide this from her, so he didn't plan to hide it. He smiled and said, "You two brothers send people to the mansion every day. I'm really scared, so of course I have to hide. It doesn't matter where you stand in line at this time." On the one hand, it's all stupid stuff."