After bandaging the wound, Xiao Zhige called his servants to clean the study. The bowl of noodles that An Changqing cooked with her own hands was attached to the bowl, and she was still lying under the window at the moment.
The servant who cleaned up had vaguely heard the movement here. When he came in, he lowered his head and did not dare to come out. He lowered his eyebrows and closed his eyes to clean up the study. Pity An Changqing. On the second day of the wedding, the prince made such a big temper, and in the days to come, I am afraid it will be even more sad.
Xiao Wangye didn't know that he was inexplicably taking the blame for the princess. At this time, his face was stiff and he followed An Changqing back to the main room.
The layout of the main room is still the same as that of the wedding night. The table is lit with red candles, the bed is covered with a red money python mattress, a big red gauze curtain with flowers and cicadas hangs down, and the words "Double Happiness" are stuck on the window lattice. There is a happy wedding everywhere.
The earth dragon in the room was burning vigorously, and I didn't know what kind of incense was lit, but there was a light fragrance.
Xiao Zhige's eyes darkened, his eyes unconsciously following An Changqing's back. An Changqing took off his heavy cloak after returning to the house. He was wearing only a sky-blue brocade robe inside, his slender waist was bound with a silver-white girdle, and a jade pendant with Pisces and a palace sash with flowers and knots hung underneath. While walking, the gold and jade collided with a subtle "dang bang" sound, which made Xiao Zhige's ears itch.
He couldn't help but stretched out his hand and gestured in the air, and found that An Changqing's waist was not big enough for him to grasp. It was wicker-like and very slender.
He tutted secretly, thinking that such a weak and weak person must still be carefully guarded.
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The two had a lot of trouble in the study, and it was already late. An Changqing went to wash up first, put on a moon white tunic, and waited for Xiao Zhige to go to bed together. He thought about it for a long time while taking a bath. Although he didn't know why Xiao Zhige refused to have the same room with him, it would be fine as long as the person could go back to the main room. This kind of thing can't be forced, it's better to just go with the flow.
Therefore, when Xiao Zhige came back from the bath room, he saw his princess with long hair loose, tilted her head and smiled at him, and said softly to him, "I have already made the bed."
Xiao Zhige paused for a while before walking to the bed with a normal expression, and said, "Go to rest early."
An Changqing didn't notice his abnormality, and climbed up on her own. She slept on the inside of the bed, and patted the mattress beside her with a smile, motioning him to come up quickly, mumbling, "The quilt is a little cold."
Xiao Zhige touched the quilt, and it was really chilly. Even the arm of the person lying down next to him was cold. He hesitated for a while, then turned around and tentatively embraced the person in his arms: "Come here, I'll keep you warm."
An Changqing was stunned for a moment, then quickly regained his senses, and put his cold hand on his chest to keep warm.
The man practiced martial arts all the year round. He was strong and had a high body temperature. He lay on the side like a big stove. On the contrary, it was An Changqing, because he fell into the water when he was a child, and his hands and feet were always cold, and it was even worse in the cold winter and twelfth lunar month. Just now, he quietly coveted the warm stove by his side, but he was so thin-skinned that he was embarrassed to drill into someone's arms.
Now that the heater has spoken, An Changqing is naturally happy to cooperate.
Perhaps it was Xiao Zhige's careful treatment when he was in the study, which made An Changqing's unfamiliarity and estrangement dissipate a lot, so now he is sneaking his cold feet against the man's legs, and he is extraordinarily invisible.
Xiao Zhige hugged him in a virtual embrace, and he was rubbing against him like a small beast, making it both sweet and unbearable. After a long time, he finally couldn't bear to hold him down, and said in a slightly fierce tone, "Sleep."
An Changqing, who was rubbing herself warmly, said "Oh" reluctantly, and finally stopped moving.
Just as Xiao Zhige breathed a sigh of relief, he heard the person in his arms raised his head again, hummed for a while, and asked, "Is there anything tomorrow, my lord?"
"..." Xiao Zhige had to tighten his nerves again, for fear that he would make some demands that he couldn't resist: "Tomorrow, there will be a martial arts competition in the camp outside the city. I have to go, why?"
Hearing what he said, An Changqing immediately slumped, and said in a lack of interest: "I will go back to the door in three dynasties tomorrow. Since the lord has something to do, then I will go back by myself, it is not a big deal."
At any rate, he can go back in this life, but in the last life, he didn't dare to talk to Xiao Zhige about it at all.
Xiao Zhige was stunned for a moment, and quickly realized what day it was when the three dynasties returned home. On the third day of marriage, the bridegroom should take the bride back to her parents' home, which is called the three dynasties returning to the door. It was just that An Changqing was a man, and Xiao Zhige lived in the military camp for a long time and did not understand these common things, and the housekeeper who should have arranged everything in advance thought he didn't like An Changqing, so he didn't mention it.
"Sorry." Thinking of An Changqing's situation in the Prime Minister's Mansion, Xiao Zhige felt a little guilty, he pondered for a moment and said, "I was negligent, I will send you back tomorrow, and I will go to the Prime Minister's Mansion to accompany you when the morning performance is over. you?"
"Anti-God Evil God"
Unexpectedly, he would apologize to himself. An Changqing, who was a little depressed, suddenly became happy again, and his eyebrows curved: "Okay."
After that, the two of them didn't say anything else, and they all had a good night's sleep.
At nine o'clock the next day, Xiao Zhige woke up. An Changqing was curled up, her face was on his chest and she was sleeping soundly, her cheeks as white as jade were flushed with sleep, and her lips were slightly parted.
His heart softened for a moment, Xiao Zhige gently moved him away, tucked the quilt for him, and then called Wang Fugui to the study.
"What have you prepared for the return ceremony of the princess?" Xiao Zhige sat on the top, his voice was faint and could not hear happiness or anger.
But Wang Fugui, who had served him for many years, immediately understood what he meant, and immediately knelt down and pleaded guilty: "It's the old slave's negligence, the prince forgives the sin, and the old slave will prepare."
Xiao Zhige's eyes stopped on him for a long time, until he saw the cold sweat on his forehead, and then he warned coldly: "Go get the thirty big boards by yourself. The return ceremony will be selected from the inner library. Yu Auntie and Second Miss prepare one more. Don't have another time."
"Yes, this old slave is convicted." Wang Fugui stood up tremblingly and wiped his cold sweat: "This old slave will go to prepare, and then go to receive the punishment when you are ready?"
Xiao Zhige waved his hand: "Go, remember to show the princess the gift list."
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When An Changqing got up, he saw Xiao Zhige practicing his gun outside the window. The man wears black woven silver moiré-patterned arrow sleeves, a belt of the same color, and leather riding boots. His black hair was tied up, his waist was straight, and he was armed with a double-pointed five-dragon black gold spear. An Changqing leaned against the window and watched, unconsciously falling into a trance.
It's no wonder that the rumors outside say that he is "the fierce god of Tai Sui". When the man took up the gun, his eyes were cold and his body was full of anger. If it wasn't for An Changqing being held in his arms to warm his hands and feet last night, he wouldn't have believed that such a hostile general would be so meticulous and gentle.
An Changqing's eyes softened, and she couldn't help calling him.
When the man heard the sound, he took the gun and walked towards him. There was still anger in his eyebrows, but his eyes were very peaceful: "Wake up? Ask the maids to pass breakfast? After breakfast, I will take you back to the prime minister's mansion. "
"Yeah." An Changqing looked at the sweat on his forehead, hesitated for a moment, and brought a sweat towel over to wipe it for him.
Xiao Zhige's body subconsciously tensed, and when the soft hand gently brushed his cheek, he gradually relaxed again, and a deep light flashed in his eyes.
An Changqing didn't notice, and after wiping his sweat, he went to dinner with him.
The two had had breakfast, and just as Wang Fugui was ready for the return ceremony, he respectfully brought the gift list to An Changqing to look over, and asked him if there were any additional items that needed to be added.
An Changqing's heart warmed when she saw the extra herbs prepared for her mother and the jewelry for her sister on the gift list. Wang Fugui was very perfunctory to him yesterday morning. He definitely couldn't think of this. As for who... the answer was obvious. He looked at the man sitting beside him, and gave him a good-looking smile: "I thank the lord for my mother and sister."
Xiao Zhige's expression was still light: "No need to say thank you."
An Changqing laughed, and after the two finished breakfast, they set off for the Prime Minister's Mansion. An Changqing could not ride a horse, so he rode a carriage. Xiao Zhige followed him on a horse. The Prime Minister's Mansion is right next to Sixi Hutong in the imperial city, while the Wang Mansion is in Baping Hutong far away from the imperial city. It took only a quarter of an hour to ride the horses between the two, but the carriage had to walk for half an hour.
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When I heard that the carriages and horses of the Northern War Palace were approaching the gate, An Zhike and his wife Li Shi did not react. An Zhike also frowned: "I just got married, why did you come back?"
Li knew that he had never liked this son, and just wanted to make a reconciliation, suddenly remembered, and was shocked: "Today is the day when the three dynasties return home?"
The Anfu was in chaos.
No matter how much An Xiangguo didn't like this son, and no matter how disgusting the King of the Northern War was, the identities of the two were still there. One is the prince with outstanding military exploits, and the other is the princess. Otherwise, just one charge of disrespecting the royal family would have allowed the imperial censor to refer to him.
Mrs. Li hurriedly asked the servants to open the main door, and then let people pass the news of the prime minister's house. Those with official positions need to change into official uniforms, and the female family members with official orders need to wear makeup according to the taste, and they are all tidy. Only then was the old lady and An Zhike headed, leading the Xiangfu up and down to wait in front of the main entrance.
When the carriage of the Bei Zhan Palace stopped in front of the gate, An Zhike's smile was flawless, as if he had been waiting to meet him: "Prince, princess, please come inside. The mansion has been waiting for a long time."
Sitting on the horse, Xiao Zhige nodded slightly, but he didn't see his affection for the Yue family, and he still had the cold and stern look that no strangers should enter: "Old lady, Xiangguo. There is something important in the camp outside the city, and I will send Changqing here. , it's gone."
After he finished speaking, he just turned his head and explained to An Changqing, saying that he would come over as soon as possible. After that, without waiting for other people to react, he rode his horse away.
An Zhike was displeased, but considering that King Bei Zhan had always had this temperament, and he heard that he was not in harmony with An Changqing, this behavior is not too surprising now. Without Xiao Zhige present, the smile on An Zhike's face faded, and the group surrounded An Changqing into the mansion.
An Changqing's mother and son were unhappy with An Zhike's favor. In the past, they had no status in the Prime Minister's Mansion, and all the maids and wives in the mansion could step on them. Now that she married into the palace and became a princess, she wanted to greet her from the top and bottom of the palace.
Although An Changqing was forced to marry at the beginning, but now seeing him sitting on the throne in a splendid dress, everyone else has to be a little shorter, and he has to respectfully call him a princess. handy. Not to mention the young masters and young ladies who were used to bullying An Changqing in the past.
The Anjia has a large population, with a total of four rooms. Because the old lady is still alive, there is no separation. Four people live in the yard of the five entrances. An Zhike's room is the long room. Besides An Changqing, the third young master, he has two sons and three daughters. The eldest son, An Changyu, and the eldest daughter, An Xianyi, both came from his wife, Mrs. Li. The second young master, An Changduan, and the third young lady, An Xiange, came from the beloved concubine Liu. An Changqing and his sister An Xianyu are from the aunt Yu.
Aunt Yu, who was born in Qinglou, was hated by the head of the family for unknown reasons, and she was bullied in the house with her two children. At first, everyone was afraid that the Yu family would not dare to do too much, until after An Changqing was bullied several times and went to An Zhike to call the shots and was reprimanded, everyone became unscrupulous. And An Changqing, after taking a few lessons, no longer expects his father to be the master of their mother and son. Knowing that the more resistance, the more severe they will be bullied, and gradually learns to forbearance. Just two years before he was forced to marry, Xu Shi'an's young masters and young ladies finally felt bored and seldom troubled him. It's just that you can't avoid sarcasm and ridicule when you meet it.
"A pheasant also dares to pretend to be a phoenix." An Xiange, who was sitting at the bottom on the right, pouted, and muttered in a not small voice.
The flower hall was quiet, and when no one spoke at the right time, her voice was particularly prominent. For a while, everyone's eyes in the flower hall fell on her.
An Zhike frowned slightly, and scolded not too harshly: "Ge'er!"
"Miss San is young and ignorant. The princess should not have the same knowledge as her." Liu Shi also followed suit and patted An Xian's song in a fake manner: "Hurry up and admit your mistake to the princess."