Chapter 59 Chapter 59 So Big

Amid the crisp sound of the night watch, Shen Qingchen's face turned from pale to red.

The crimson color spread from the edge of his ears all the way up to his cheeks held by Jiang Hexue, and his usually cool skin was now slightly hot.

He looked at her with his eyelashes half-closed, wanting to rub the tip of his ear but not moving. His voice trembled slightly: "You just said..."

Jiang Hexue answered with action.

She didn't raise her body, but hooked her arm around his neck and forced him to press down, making it difficult for him to exert force, and keeping the initiative firmly in her hands.

She bit the corners of his lips and the tip of his tongue as if complaining.

It felt numb and tingling, but not painful at all.

Shen Qingchen let her kiss him completely, but she didn't dare to immerse herself in it. She listened carefully to the movements outside.

Jiang Heye and Shen Chuning just ran out excitedly, and no one knew when they would come back.

If I were caught, it would be really terrible...

The girl in his arms obviously noticed his absent-mindedness and bit his lip unexpectedly. This time she bit hard and made a small cut at the corner of his lip.

"Who are you thinking about? What's going on?" Jiang Hexue raised her eyes and glared at him in dissatisfaction, her eyelashes stained with dampness. "How dare you not concentrate..."

"I'm afraid the younger generation will see us." Shen Qingchen lowered his head and stroked her wet eyelashes. "Let's go back to the room."

Jiang Hexue uttered an "Oh," realizing that the two people who had gone out to play hadn't gone far. She sat up obediently, but suddenly caught his attention when he addressed her: "Junior?"

"If it were up to him, Heye would call you 'brother-in-law'; but if he ever does marry the princess, he should follow Rongchang's lead and call you 'imperial uncle' and me... 'imperial aunt'?" She said, laughing. "Zhaohua, you're so big."

Shen Qingchen's thoughts were still slow.

When her lips parted, he began to savor the soft and fragrant touch just now. He was caught off guard and was stunned when he heard her say that.

"Hmm?" He glanced at his skirt out of the corner of his eye. It was still smooth and wrinkle-free.

"I say, you're quite senior," Jiang Hexue explained carefully. Seeing the crimson around his ears deepen, she couldn't help but laugh and tease. "What are you thinking about?"

Shen Qingchen pursed her lips and didn't answer, but she could guess it.

"Qingqing, you've changed." Jiang Hexue smiled and shook him. "I remember when we first got married, you were so innocent. I kissed you, but you didn't dare to kiss me back."

Shen Qingchen hugged her and shook his head.

"Yes, of course not," Jiang Hexue recalled. "On our wedding night, you took the initiative to kiss my hand. After the wedding ladies left, I kissed you but you didn't respond... You even pushed me away coldly, leaving my waist bruised and purple!"

"And you didn't know how to comfort me back then. I said it hurt, but you just told me to bear it! You don't know how to be gentle with women at all!"

As she spoke, her emotions began to rise: "You were so cold and heartless before!"

The spoiled girl brought up old grudges and refused to let anyone off even though she was right.

Not to mention that Shen Qingchen was also unreasonable.

"At that time..." He lowered his eyelashes and looked at her, his voice a little soft. The words of explanation circled on the tip of his tongue and were finally swallowed by him.

At that time, he didn't know how to get along with his beloved.

He didn't even know how to get along with his beloved, who had become the princess with whom he would grow old together.

Especially when the other person is such a casual and unrestrained girl.

Rules couldn't bind her, and he wasn't willing to use them to bind her, let alone act recklessly by using his closer identity when she was still ruthless to him.

Now, he was somewhat concerned about his reputation as a young man, and didn't want her to know that he had admired her for many years when he was young.

I don't want to put pressure on her now.

"Can I finally coax you now?" Shen Qingchen asked, avoiding the topic lightly.

"We'll know if it works after a test." Jiang Hexue rolled her eyes cunningly. "I'm jealous. How can I appease you?"

"When you're free, let's go to the warehouse to choose some fabric and make some clothes." Shen Qingchen said slowly, her voice warm. "Let's start with the spring clothes. Choose your favorite green, light pink, aqua blue, or light yellow... Match all the colors together, and match the jewelry too. You and I will be a perfect match at first glance."

Jiang Hexue was amused by him and imagined what he was saying.

"Tomorrow is the first day of the Chen month. This is the first spring day we spend together." She smiled, holding his hand, and said with anticipation. "I hope everything will be fine in this vibrant spring day."

I hope my brother can regain his memory.

I hope Qianxiangfang will become more prosperous.

I hope Ruan Yueyi and Jiang Xingcong can live in harmony with each other.

hope……

Jiang Hexue lowered her eyelashes and looked at the young man's cold, slender hand in her palm, the distinct joints, and the round and delicate red jade bracelet on his wrist.

I hope this anxious little fish can trust her a little more and be happier.

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The winter of the 21st year of Yongjia was a cold winter that only occurred once in a century.

The spring of the twenty-second year was a rare warm spring.

The month of Mao jumps to the month of Chen, and the cold silver-white of winter jumps to the lush green of spring.

The weeping willows by the moat suddenly sprouted new branches one night, and the golden forsythia flowers began to bloom in large clusters one night.

The marriage between Princess Ruan Yueyi of Ganle and Prime Minister Jiang's only son Jiang Xingcong was being arranged in full swing. Jiang Hexue, wearing the new spring clothes made by the Shangyi Bureau, ran to Ruan Yueyi happily every few days.

In Princess Kunyi's residence, the golden nanmu boxes containing the betrothal gifts, tied with festive red silk, filled the flower hall. Jiang Hexue and Shen Chuning counted them for a long time, and they were grinning from ear to ear at the sight of the ninety-nine piles of betrothal gifts.

Jiang Heye was sitting on a tree with a green leaf in his mouth, whistling a tune that none of them could recognize. But when Jiang Hexue looked up at him with a smile, he smiled and called out "Hexue".

His memory is returning bit by bit.

But he could never remember his family background, nor could he remember that he had an older sister.

I just thought that she was my friend, just like Ruan Yueyi.

Even so, everything was developing smoothly and in a positive direction, just like the red cherry blossoms in her courtyard in the Heng'an Palace were blooming more and more every day.

On the ninth day of the Chen month, Ruan and Jiang got married.

As the maid of honor, Jiang Hexue simply stayed at Princess Kunyi's residence the previous night.

In fact, according to Longlin's rules, she did not meet the requirements of a bridesmaid, but Ruan Yueyi insisted. She was not a rigid person and did not think that she was unlucky, so she happily agreed.

The other bridesmaid was Princess Jin Xie Junyi, and the two groomsmen on Jiang Xingcong's side were Shen Qingchen and Xie Junyi's brother, General Funan Xie Junxiao.

When the sky was just getting light, Ruan Yueyi was picked up by the matchmaker to do her makeup. Jiang Hexue yawned as she watched her do her makeup. After she finished, she stuffed a peach wood box into her hand.

The lid of the box was open, revealing a golden hairpin carved with twin lotus flowers. She had added Huan Yi Xiang perfume powder to it, which was fragrant and delicious.

"I'm short of a dowry." Ruan Yueyi pinned it onto her hair, shook it slightly, and said with a faint smile. "How about when the palace has a baby, I'll double the amount for you?"

Jiang Hexue didn't reject the topic, and raised her eyebrows in delight: "We are making a fortune from Ganle, what are we planning to do?"

"How about a farm on the outskirts of the city and some extra money?"

"The princess is so generous!!!" Jiang Hexue smiled with her eyes curved.

The wedding procession arrived at Princess Kunyi's residence at noon. Ruan Yueyi paid her respects to Ruan Ming and Princess Kunyi's tablets, and was helped into the wedding sedan by her eldest cousin Chen Zeqian.

Jiang Hexue and Xie Junyi both knew how to ride horses, and they both wanted to join in the fun, so they agreed not to take the carriage and asked the servants of the Princess's Mansion to go to the stable to get the horses.

Before the horse was even brought over, a masculine, laughing voice was heard: "Is the Imperial Uncle so impatient to see the Imperial Aunt?"

Jiang Hexue raised her eyes, her gaze passing over the joyous red silk and falling on the young man riding a white horse.

As the best man today, Shen Qingchen naturally did not wear the moon-white he usually wore. He wore a silver-red brocade gown with auspicious cloud patterns outlined with silver thread. His black hair, which was usually tied up with a jade crown, was now tied up high with a silver-red headband, and his hair was half hanging down on both sides of his forehead.

His eyebrows were handsome and cold, and his pupils were indifferent, as if keeping people at a distance. Even after hearing Xie Junxiao's jokes beside him, his thin lips did not even curl up into a smile.

"Zhaohua——"

With just a sweet call, the young man with a stern face raised his eyes, a faint smile appeared at the corners of his lips, and his amber pupils were clear and bright in the spring sunshine.

Zhuixue stopped in front of her, and the young man on the horse opened his arms to her. Jiang Hexue happily took his arm, and with a little help from him, she straddled the horse.

The Xie siblings standing by simultaneously made a "tsk" sound.

"Someday, I'll have to teach the princess how to ride. She's been talking about learning for a long time." Xie Junxiao said, and then he raised an eyebrow at Shen Qingchen with a smug look on his face. "Uncle, I, Xia Mo, will be promoted to a higher rank."

Princess Rouyang, Shen Chutang, has been pregnant for nearly five months.

Shen Qingchen ignored his provocation, holding the reins in one hand and loosely wrapping his other hand around Jiang Hexue, his fingers not touching her waist at all, and resting restraint on his knees.

"Then congratulations in advance, General Xie." Jiang Hexue poked her head out from Shen Qingchen's arms, smiling. "Zhao Hua and I will definitely visit with auspicious gifts."

Xie Junxiao's first punch missed, and the second punch hit the cotton. He held the reins and smiled with his tongue against his teeth.

"Thank you, I am waiting for the Emperor's uncle and aunt." He smiled and replied, giving the horse a kick. The black horse under his crotch galloped away. "Let's go and see the newlyweds get married."

Xie Junyi followed closely behind, while Jiang Hexue and Shen Qingchen lagged behind, chatting idly.

She spoke, and he listened, holding the edge of her silver-red sleeve.

With music playing and silver melon seeds being thrown all the way, the wedding sedan finally stopped in front of Prime Minister Jiang's residence.

Jiang Hexue watched the newlyweds step on the tiles, jump over the fire basin, hold hands with red silk and walk into the flower hall to worship.

Afterwards, the bride was sent to the bridal chamber, and the groom met guests in the main hall and toasted.

After sipping a few cups, Jiang Hexue couldn't sit still anymore, so he slipped into the bridal chamber to keep Ruan Yueyi company.

"It's heavy." Ruan Yueyi couldn't help but complain about the Phoenix Coronet. "How did you endure it back then?"

Jiang Hexue recalled for a moment and suggested, "Send someone to ask my nephew's son-in-law if they've picked them in advance?"

As she finished speaking, the curtains were drawn aside, and Jiang Xingcong's sister Jiang Jinci came in, saying with a smile, "Sister-in-law, my brother thought the jewelry was heavy, so he asked you to take it off and rest first."

Ruan Yueyi thanked him and started to take it apart.

Jiang Hexue silently looked around at the innocent and bright girl in front of him. She seemed very easy to get along with and would not embarrass her close friend.

She was completely relieved and exchanged a few pleasantries with Jiang Jinci, only to see her eyes widen slightly: "Aci has never met the princess before, so I'm sorry for the negligence."

"Princess Jing has something important to discuss with you. She will be waiting for you in Taoyuan."

Princess Haas?

Jiang Hexue didn't know the reason, but she just smiled and responded, then got up and went to Taoyuan.

Halfway through the journey, he ran into a group of noble ladies who were gathered around one person and praising her jewelry.

She glanced sideways casually, her eyes suddenly widening.

On that person's fair neck was a gold-inlaid purple ivory black "2" collar, which was——

Her mother's legacy.

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The author has something to say: "1" "A blessed person" usually refers to someone whose parents are alive, whose spouse is harmonious, and who has both sons and daughters, implying that they will bring blessings and happiness to the newlyweds.

So Qiong Qiong’s biological mother is dead, so it cannot be counted [poor]

As for Zhao Hua, he actually doesn’t meet the requirements, but not many people know about it (I will write about it later), so I didn’t mention it.

I don’t mean to belittle Qiong Qiong at all [poor] I am her biological mother, I eat very well [shy]

「2」Current purple garnet

A few random thoughts: I recently saved up the plot, and I’m obviously stuck. It gives me a headache [burst into tears] I deeply understood what my friend once said: The biggest difficulty in writing a story about power struggles in ancient Chinese literature is that the author is a fool [burst into tears][burst into tears][burst into tears]