[Strategy of Yanxi Palace] Another year of spring

Chapter 34 Splendid Bright Hall

The weather is getting better, gradually entering late spring and early summer, the climate is getting warmer, and the wind at night is getting warmer.

This is also wishful to get up at night, thinking that tonight is Que Ning's vigil, but Que Ning recently came to Kuishui and she is not in a good mood, so she wanted to take a look, but there was nothing wrong, and it happened to be Que Ning's second half of the night watch up.

Quietly entered the master bedroom in the courtyard, the room was dimly lit, only a single lamp shrouded in candlelight was flickering in the distance, Ruyi held her breath to look, and saw Que Ning lying on the soft chair nodding her head. , obviously very tired.

Ruyi glanced at her, stared at her, thought for a while and still didn't call her, first glanced inside the bed curtain that covered the gold silk gauze.

She was startled when she saw her, and couldn't help stepping forward to take a closer look, making sure she wasn't mistaken, then turned around and pushed Que Ning to wake up, and picked up a cloak hanging on the shelf beside her: "Hurry up, why don't you still see her?" Dare to sleep, miss?"

Que Ning's three-point drowsiness was also completely shocked.

"Miss is not on the bed?" She stood up and glanced at the bed: "What should I do? I just took a nap. When did Miss go out?"

"Okay, I guess there shouldn't be any major problems." Although Ruyi was a little flustered, she tried her best to hold her own: "Don't make a fuss, so as not to cause disturbance in the mansion. Let's look for it in the yard first. Go to the places where Miss often goes, Miss should just go out for a while."

"Okay!" Que Ning nodded hurriedly, also took Shi Chun's outer shirt, and the two went out in two ways.

Ruyi went around the yard, and even unlocked the storeroom and went in to check it out. Originally, there were only some boxes and cages for the young lady, but after Fucha's family proposed marriage, all the boxing gifts and betrothal gifts were moved in, but the storeroom was full.

There was none in the yard, so Ruyi went out to look for it, and finally saw the lady's back in the gazebo not far from the yard.

She breathed a sigh of relief and walked over quietly.

Shi Chunben looked down at what was in his hand, but he heard her footsteps first, and turned his head to look: "Ruyi? It's late at night, why are you running here?"

Ruyi quickened her pace and walked over: "The servant saw that you were not in the room, so he came out to look for you."

After realizing it, Shi Chun smiled apologetically: "It's just that I didn't think carefully, I wanted Que Ning to just rest like that."

Ruyi smiled: "She's not feeling well recently, so I'll change shifts with her recently. Anyway, it's only been a few days, and I want to talk to Miss more."

Shi Chun nodded and smiled: "Alright."

Ruyi looked at the things in her hand: "Miss, what are you doing here if you don't sleep at night? There's no one around here, so it's really not very safe."

Shi Chun pursed his lips: "I just suddenly wanted to come out and sit and think about things."

Ruyi put on a cloak for her, Shichun stretched out his hand to close it, and smiled at her.

"Did you embroider the sachet for Fucha's guard?" Ruyi looked down at what Shichun was holding in her hand, and smiled slightly.

Shi Chun nodded, without taking his eyes off the sachet in his hand.

"Miss's embroiderer is one of the best in Beijing. The slave has been thinking for a long time, who in this life will be lucky enough to marry Miss as his wife." Ruyi said.

Shi Chun smiled lightly.

"I haven't sent it out yet, I don't know if he will like it."

Ruyi glanced at her, and asked tentatively, "Are you interested in Master Fucha?"

"He is my future husband." Shi Chun said.

Ruyi looked at his young lady.

There are three more days until the divorce period.

Since the day the imperial decree was issued, people from Fucha's house have been continuously visiting, including seasonal fruits, Western clocks and pocket watches, merman yarn from the south of the Yangtze River, and rare seafood brought by Fucha's family from the fishing ground in Taihu Lake.

From time to time, Master Fucha would ask someone to bring some gifts to the young lady, silk jewellery, a jade chessboard, a western music box, and a white fox he got from who knows where.

The young lady began to stay behind closed doors, writing letters with Master Fucha all day long, no one knew what they were sending frequent letters to, Ruyi only knew that the young lady's eyebrows were stretched and softened day by day.

It's so strange, these days, the other protagonist has never appeared, but Ruyi can always feel that he seems to appear in every corner of life, the tranquility and warmth between him and Nalan Shichun, through The silhouette of the lady reading the letter at the desk can be vividly felt through the air.

"Miss, you must live a good life and be very happy. This is the slave's wish since childhood." Ruyi sat next to Shichun and said.

Shi Chun smiled and patted her head: "When you were brought to me back then, you were a little girl with braids. In a blink of an eye, we were all grown up."

She said: "Don't worry, I will, I will be happy."

Her eyes fell on the sachet in her hand.

"I trust Fu Heng."

On the wedding day.

Nalan's house and Fucha's house were very lively, and the two families were only separated by two alleys. The sound of gongs and drums seemed to connect with each other. The century-old courtyards of the two families are now covered in red and colorful.The Fucha family is prosperous, and the Nalan family has a profound heritage. The two governments devoted their efforts to a grand wedding, but the money was spent like running water. It was magnificent and magnificent.

Nalan Mansion, Nalan Shichun Courtyard.

"You have to be quick in your movements, and you'll be careless in everything you do. Is it possible to make mistakes in today's day?"

Que Ning stood outside the courtyard, watching the little girls running around without touching the ground, and couldn't help reminding.

"Que Ning," Ruyi opened the curtain, and waved to Que Ning with a smile on her face, "Come in."

Que Ning responded, walked in, and asked anxiously, "What's wrong? Is there any question—"

As soon as she stepped into the room, her words were stuck in her throat, and she couldn't speak.

In the back of the room, Nalan Shichun turned his head from the vanity cabinet, and smiled faintly.

Quining was a little dazed.

"Help me up." The person in front of him spoke, his voice was soft, but soft and charming, with a hook at the end, which made people's chest suffocate.

"You rarely wear red." Ruyi stepped forward, sighing, and held Shichun's arm.

Shi Chun smiled, looked at Que Ning, and showed her his sleeves: "Does it look good?"

Que Ning said, "It's pretty, it's so pretty."

It was too good-looking, the red color jumped in front of her eyes like fire, and Que Ning felt that the redness of the dress made her eyes hurt.

One smile will captivate the country, and another smile will captivate the city.Ning doesn't know that the country and the city are beautiful, no matter how rare a beautiful woman is.

Xishi is beautiful, Diaochan is beautiful, Zhaojun is beautiful, and Yang Fei is beautiful.However, Quining had never seen any of these people.

She has only seen stunning beauty in her life, but only one person.

And she kills Manchuria.

"Silly girl." Shi Chun looked at her and couldn't help but sigh softly.

Ruyi secretly smiled, turned her head to look at her young lady, with mixed feelings in her heart.

"That's very nice, miss."

Shi Chun turned his head to look at her, his eyes were like water, tenderness and emotion intertwined.

The eyes met, and the ten years of time flashed by one by one, and everything was in a tacit understanding without saying a word.

"Miss, the limousine has arrived."

No one spoke in the room for a while.

"Okay, do my makeup." Shi Chun said.

Que Ning silently arranged the wedding dress for her, and Ruyi put down the pearl tassels that she hooked on the phoenix crown.

Nalan Shichun turned around and looked at himself in the mirror.

Everyone in the room retreated silently.

She looked at the person in the mirror and smiled at her.

But after counting to three, she turned and walked out.

April [-]th in the seventh year of Qianlong.

The clear sky in Beijing was covered in red.

The sound of firecrackers was lit all the way from morning to night, and the crackling sound continued from Nalan's mansion to Fucha's mansion for a whole day.

Nalan Shichun threw a fan on the limousine, and Ruyu's chin was caught by countless people at that moment.

"Nalan girl, Fucha wife, Qianjin Xiao, Jinyutang."

After that day, almost all the storytellers in teahouses in Beijing changed their stories.

Those are things for later.

After stepping over the brazier, offering tea, and worshiping heaven and earth, they entered the bridal chamber.

During the bridal chamber, for some reason, none of the Fucha family brothers dared to reinvent themselves and play recklessly.

Only a few clan princes Baylor made the loudest boos, but before Shichun even had time to hear clearly how many people were in the room, the few who insisted on making trouble in the bridal chamber were shut out by Fu Heng.

"Fu Heng, you boy! It's etiquette to make a bridal chamber, please let the men in!" someone shouted from outside the door.

The footsteps on the lichen went away, the door creaked, and a man's low voice came, which was gentle, deep, and mellow.

Nalan Shichun's hand clenched tightly on the handkerchief in her sleeve suddenly loosened, and she calmed down.

The footsteps came back from the door again, and this time the room was quiet inside and outside.

"Fourth young master, it's time to take off the hijab."

Shi Chun lowered her eyes, and after two breaths, the lights in front of her eyes lit up, and the light rushed into her eyes, she closed them unexpectedly, then raised her head, and slowly opened them.

"You..." Fu Heng said, and then slowly stopped talking.

The whole new house was quiet.

The bride's face was hidden behind the tassel made of rubies and pearls. She raised her eyes to see, through the hazy shadow, those precious pearls and jades glowed with palpitating light and shadow under the light. In the eyes behind the curtain.

It's not that pearls and jade are not beautiful, but that they have fallen into dust.

"Thinking about it now, I really don't know how to cherish it. It's no wonder that my mother was dissatisfied and my sister scolded me." Fu Heng stretched out his hand, lifted the bead curtain on her face, and hooked it on the phoenix crown.

Shi Chun raised his face and watched the movements of his hands.

She smiled slowly.

Fu Heng shook his finger, Xu Xu put his finger on her chin.

"Don't laugh, be serious."

Shi Chun restrained her smile, but her gorgeous eyes were written with knowledge, and the light flowing in her eyes was the warm streamer he was most familiar with.

Thinking about it, she saw through it again, it's disgusting.

He thought, but couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips.

The servants around were intimidated by the atmosphere between them, and no one came to disturb this obviously unreasonable episode.

Xi Niang seized the gap and quickly interjected, "Please drink Hebei wine."

Afterwards, the process went very smoothly. Shichun ate ten raw dumplings and said ten raw dumplings in a row before Fucha's family happily let her go.

The crowd dispersed.

Fu Heng looked at her and coughed slightly in embarrassment.

"Is it heavy?" He looked at her phoenix crown and asked.

Shi Chun was not too cautious, and responded naturally: "It's very heavy, help me take it apart, okay?"

Just now Fu Heng drove the servants too fast, and she hadn't had time to let the servants take off their clothes.

"it is good."

Fu Heng hesitated for a moment. He stood in front of her and held out his hand to her.

Shi Chun glanced at him, smiled, and put his hand on his.

Two slender and beautiful hands overlapped. Fu Heng's palm was strong, her fingers were tightened, and the knuckles in her jade-like white hands showed a different masculinity. .

He led her to the makeup cabinet, Shichun sat down, she reached out to remove the hairpin on her head, Fu Heng took a look, and then pulled out a ruby ​​in a similar manner.

He stared carefully, and lowered his head to meet the smiling eyes that Shichun saw from the mirror.

Fu Heng laughed: "This is a gift from me, I still remember it."

The two of them worked together to take off the solemn Fengguanxia drape, and finally, Shichun was only wearing a moon-white undergarment, with her hair loose and sitting on the makeup stool.

Fu Heng also took off his warm hat and mandarin jacket, and only wore a blue robe.

She was sitting and he was standing behind her.

Fu Heng looked down at her face reflected in the mirror, and asked, "Are you blaming me?"

"What are you complaining about?"

"Blame me for repeating this, ruining your reputation."

"It is said that a woman pays attention to her reputation in many things in her life. Now that I got married here, you have paid for my reputation. Then you will have to pay for my reputation in the future."

Fu Heng smiled, and he said in a low voice, "Okay, so what if I pay you for the rest of my life."

Shi Chun looked at him, and he calmly looked back from the mirror.

There was silence in the wedding room for a while, Shi Chun suddenly lowered his head and laughed, and laughed out loud.

Fu Heng said, "What are you laughing at?" While speaking, he picked up a comb from the table and combed her loose black hair.

"It's nothing." Shi Chun didn't want to tell him, she looked at his clumsy way, turned her head, and held his hand combing her hair.

Fu Heng paused and looked down at her.

Shi Chun took the wooden comb out of his hand, put it on the table, and stood up.

Fu Heng said: "From now on, we will not talk about the past. From now on, I will do my best so that you don't regret your choice today."

Shi Chun smiled: "From now on, I will give myself to you."

Fu Heng also smiled.

He reached out to her.

Shichun accepted his invitation.

When she was in his arms, she felt his warm body temperature and strong arms through a thin layer of pajamas.

The breath on his body was clean, revealing the faint fragrance of soap locust.

The moment she unbuttoned her clothes, she tensed up.

Fu Heng noticed that he gave up the movement of his hands and tentatively put his fingers on the back of her head.

"Don't be afraid," he said.

Then a kiss, soft as a feather.

She closed her eyes slightly, and was pulled into a fantasy dream without noticing for a moment.

She moaned unconsciously, raised her eyes, and looked into the heat in his eyes.

"Fu Heng."

The man gasped out of his throat, this was the first time she called his name like that.

"Chunhe." He said, looking into her eyes, sinking.

"Yes," she raised her head, showing her fragile neck in his eyes, she looked at the top of the bed curtain in confusion, the red curtain gradually became blurred, shaking with the water in her eyes: "Chun He .”

The palm of the hand that was powerlessly hanging on the bed was spread out, and another hand that belonged to a man was intertwined between the fingers.

"I'm here." He murmured softly.

Shichun couldn't hear it anymore.

Outside the tent, red candles flickered gently.

It was late at night, and the people guarding outside finally heard Chuan Shui's order.

Ruyi breathed a sigh of relief.

She followed in and directed the little girl to pour hot water into the barrel.

Before leaving, he couldn't help but sneak a glance into the tent.

The bright red brocade quilt was spread all the way from the bed to the lichen, and only two overlapping shadows could be seen.

The figure reflected on the bed curtain was surprisingly ambiguous and charming.

Ruyi blushed, didn't dare to look any more, hurried out, and closed the door behind her.

in the account.

Fu Heng kissed Shi Chun's sweaty side face lightly.

"All right?" he asked.

Shi Chun turned slightly sideways, causing her entire body to be covered in the shadow of his body.

She said, "It's fine."

It was true, he only wanted her once.

Extremely gentle.

Fu Hengwen said, "I'll carry you down to wash?"

Shi Chun nodded, and he carried her out of the bed, and she couldn't help shivering as soon as her skin touched the air.

After washing up, it was already midnight.

He asked someone to change the quilt and pajamas, and the two of them slept in the clothes.

At that time, I was so tired that I fell asleep early.

Fu Heng looked at her, and put a strand of hair sticking to her forehead behind her ear.

He will treat her kindly, in this life.

The tent is filled with the rich aroma of orchids.

Splendid Mingtang, so.

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The author has something to say:

The third update of this week√

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Why have strange comments started appearing in the comment area these two days?

I didn't say I wanted to write about the bastard, okay?Let me explain the issue of concubines in Xiafu Ling'an, okay?

Also, I don't want someone to write about Buddha under every chapter. I have already said that he is not even a male supporting role. The CP of this article is Fu Heng, and it is also about the love with Fu Heng and the life of Fu Cha's wife.Buddha's son may come out again, but it will definitely not be the way you think.

I can understand that you like this character and find the setting interesting.But this is not my original intention of writing him, what's more, do you know what kind of person he is?Just keep brushing because of a few simple words?In the future, he will find out that he is just an ordinary person?

Below this chapter, I hope there will be no discordant comments. As an author, I prefer everyone to comment on the content and text of each chapter.

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