In fact, his straight male reaction of "solving problems when they occur" was expected, and she did not expect him to understand, but she still made a small move: "But I am impatient with this kind of thing, what should I do in the future?"

"In the future? After we get married?" He answered straightforwardly: "Just don't worry about it. I don't count on it. If you don't bother with anything from the beginning, it will save you a lot of trouble."

She nodded.

Obviously, they were talking about serious matters, and their answers were very serious, but his hand kept touching her face. She pulled it down, and he put it back, saying to her: "I told my father that I will ask the official media to go to the Prince's Mansion to ask for a date tomorrow. I think my father will ask the emperor, and the emperor will definitely postpone the date..."

He sighed deeply, as if he was very aggrieved: "Ayue."

Yan Shiyue: “…”

She was speechless.

His whole body was full of aggression. His eyes seemed to swallow her up, and his dog paws never stopped taking advantage of her... He was still pretending to be wronged? Bad acting skills!

As soon as Huo Qijing saw the look in her eyes, he knew he had not deceived her, so he stopped pretending and simply hugged her, pressed her down and kissed her, his gesture was like a big bad wolf pressing down a little rabbit.

Considering that he had to go for a check-up tomorrow, he didn't dare to go too far in the end. He just hugged and rubbed her to satisfy his pleasure.

...

...

The process for their marriage, which was arranged by imperial decree, was relatively simple, but sure enough, when they asked for a date the next day, the Yan family replied that they were reluctant to part with their daughter and wanted to keep her for another two years.

It took two years for him to keep talking. When Yan Shiyue thought about Huo Qijing's expression, she couldn't help but feel sympathy.

But to be honest, even she herself couldn't bring herself to do it, even though she was only 28 years old.

The Double Ninth Festival was approaching, so Deshan Garden held a chrysanthemum-viewing party, where writing poems could be exchanged for kites, ** wine, and five-color cakes. The shops in the garden also took the opportunity to hold activities.

You really can't underestimate the comprehension of businessmen in this era. She had only held a few promotional draws in Deshan Garden, and they had all learned very well.

Seeing that the weather was fine, Yan Shiyue decided to go over and take a look to pick out some ornaments for her parents.

She got on Yuwen's carriage and met the carriage of Prince An's Mansion halfway. Yan Shiyue didn't recognize it at all. As a result, her carriage was about to pass by when she heard someone shouting, "Your Highness!"

Yan Ronghua came out holding up her skirt and bowed: "But His Highness is in the car?"

Yan Shiyue lifted the car curtain: "Is there something wrong?"

Yan Ronghua lowered his head and said, "Ronghua greets His Highness. I wonder if His Highness is going to Deshan Garden? My carriage is broken. Could Your Highness please give me a ride?"

Yan Shiyue thought this person was interesting.

She didn't make too many small moves, didn't act pitiful, her attitude was humble but calm, and there was a feeling that... whether she agreed or disagreed, it wouldn't affect her.

Although she was definitely approaching her on purpose, it was understandable given the situation in their family. In addition, with Meng Min's face, she was embarrassed to refuse and said, "Come up."

Yan Ronghua thanked him and got into Yuwen's carriage with her maid.

Yan Shiyue asked her casually: "What are you doing in Deshan Garden?"

Yan Ronghua said, "I heard that the Diancuifang in Deshan Garden is holding an event today. I want to buy a hairpin for my mother." She smiled and looked at her, "They said that if you buy two hairpins, you can enter a lucky draw! Your Highness, is this a scam?"

Yan Shiyue smiled and said, "No, everyone in Deshan Garden has been told not to make false advertisements. I also want to buy something for the old man, so let's go together!"

Yan Ronghua didn't hide it for a moment, revealing a look of surprise, and then quickly lowered his head: "Yes."

The two of them went there together. When they arrived at Diancuifang, Yan Shiyue picked something for each of his two fathers, two mothers and the empress dowager. After thinking for a while, he also picked something for Xu Wenqu.

Yan Ronghua carefully discussed with her: "Your Highness, you bought five pieces, and I bought one... Can we join together to draw the lottery?"

Yan Shiyue said, "Sure!"

The shopkeeper bowed and smiled, "Your Highness, you are the Queen of Fortune. If you draw, you will definitely win our grand prize!"

Yan Shiyue was a little happy.

If she drew, she might really win the biggest prize, but today was only the first day and she hadn't caught many fish yet, so she couldn't get the bait out.

She smiled and said, "I don't smoke, let Ronghua smoke."

Yan Ronghua looked surprised, and then the two went to the lottery box outside. Yan Ronghua blushed and drew three tickets, and won some small ornaments and a bottle of essential oil.

Yan Ronghua wanted to give it to her, but Yan Shiyue waved his hand and said, "No need, I'll give it to you."

She paused, then bowed and thanked him.

Today, Deshan Garden was very lively, with many young men wearing dogwood and hairpins walking by. Yan Ronghua smiled and said, "Your Highness, Ronghua heard that there are many walls in Deshan Garden that can be inscribed. There is a wall with a story. I wonder where it is?"

This really happened.

When Deshan Garden was just opened, there was a literary gathering and someone wrote a poem in praise of Goddess Fu, which received a lot of "likes" at the time.

Others were not convinced, so they wrote poems to mock him for being a flatterer. Then another person wrote a poem to mock the second person for being rude. The fourth person said that you are the same as the second person because you said he was rude. The fifth person also mocked the fourth person for being in the same boat with the second person...

Anyway, the literati at that time followed this route, and in the end the wall was filled with writings, becoming a small landscape in Deshan Garden.

Yan Shiyue pointed: "It's just in front."

The two chatted as they walked forward. When they arrived at that place, they saw a large group of people gathered around and were talking.

Yan Shiyue had read it several times, but was not interested. She said, "If you want to watch it, let's talk about it when we have a chance. There are too many people here today."

"Your Highness!" She pulled her sleeve and said, "Please, I'll just take a look." She lowered her head and her voice gradually became lower: "The person who wrote the poem at the beginning is... the grandson of the Marquis of Wucheng. I, I want to see his writing skills."

Yan Shiyue suddenly realized and thought, so she wanted to examine her husband?

This was a big deal, so she took her there. Many of the people who came here regularly knew her, and those who didn't know her at first started to recognize her after they exchanged greetings with others, and quickly made way when they saw them trying to come in.

Yan Shiyue returned the greeting and said with a smile: "My sisters are curious, thank you for your modesty."

Naturally, others declined the offer.

Yan Ronghua didn't look at her for long before pulling her sleeve out and blushing, saying, "Let's go."

"Well," Yan Shiyue said kindly, "Although I don't understand the first poem, Mr. Xu said it is very good."

Yan Ronghua said embarrassedly: "Thank you, Your Highness, we..."

She glanced up, startled for a moment, and quickly grabbed her hand: "Your Highness!" She leaned over to her ear and said, "He...his mother is up there." She hesitated, "Your Highness...can you accompany me to say hello?"

Yan Shiyue frowned slightly.

But thinking of Meng Min, he said helplessly: "Okay."

So the two of them went up to the teahouse, and a woman came up to greet them and said, "Your Highness, I am your humble servant."

"Madam is an elder, there's no need to be polite," Yan Shiyue gave her a false support and said politely, "I came out with my sisters and happened to see Madam, so I came up to say hello."