Chapter 99 Chapter 99 (End of Text) This Life...
The business wind is getting colder, the autumn leaves are falling, the hibiscus in the Heng'an Palace has replaced with red plums, and another winter has come.
It was cold in winter and Jiang Hexue didn't like to go out. On the Cold Clothes Festival, she went with Shen Qingchen to sweep the grave for Wei Shutan. Then, she would occasionally go to Prince Gong's Mansion with Ruan Yueyi and others to eat hotpot.
This is another new way of eating that Zhu Yuan has researched. The copper pot is divided into two halves. One side is a red pot full of chili peppers, and the other side is a white pot in which she added chicken and pork tripe.
Jiang Hexue loves spicy food, so she stays indoors and uses a copper pot to blanch her favorite vegetables and meat, eating them right after blanching them. After a big bowl of spicy and refreshing food, she follows it up with a bowl of broth from a white pot, feeling full and happy.
But using the pot too much would damage the spleen and stomach, so she stayed at home most of the time. If she had to go out, she would wrap herself tightly like a furry bear.
There was a floor heater in the house, so she just curled up in the recliner wrapped in a quilt, petting little He He and feeding little Qiong Hua, feeling extremely comfortable and relaxed.
Sometimes when Shen Qingchen returned home from court, he would see the three of them sleeping soundly. Jiang Hexue was buried in the recliner, Xiao Hehe was lying on her legs with her soft belly exposed, and Xiao Qionghua was standing on her arm with her head buried in half of her wings.
He then returned them to their places one by one, put Xiao Qionghua into the birdcage, Xiao Hehe into the doghouse, and then gently picked up the girl on the recliner, put her on the couch, and tucked in the corners of the quilt for her.
He went to the study to pick up a book at random, then half-lay down beside her. Jiang Hexue, who was sleeping, sensed the heat source and instinctively moved closer to him, pressing her legs on his legs and sleeping with her face against his waist and abdomen.
When she woke up, he would hold her in his arms for a while, and then go to have dinner together.
By the evening, Jiang Hexue, who slept a lot during the day, was not sleepy at all. She was also too cold to go out for a walk, so she had to do something else to consume her excessive energy.
The nights are long in winter, and she has scolded him for "indulgence" many times. Shen Qingchen was not used to it at first, but now he is used to it.
The rabbit is missing and the black is sinking, and time passes by peacefully and happily day by day.
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The ninth day of the first month of the 22nd year of the Yongjia reign
As the year draws to a close, there are many things to do. Shen Qingchen worked overtime for several days in a row, but he got off work at the last minute.
On the wedding day, he held the letter he wanted to show Jiang Hexue in his hand, and for the first time, he repeatedly urged the driver to go faster.
But when the carriage stopped in front of the Heng'an Palace, he was about to get off when Xue Zhu stopped him: "Your Highness, the princess ordered me to blindfold you before I can get off the carriage and enter the palace."
Shen Qingchen was stunned for a moment, then took the red silk and covered her eyes, and was helped out of the carriage and into the mansion.
He knew the layout of the Heng'an Palace very well. He recognized that he had entered his own bedroom and then opened his mouth, "Maybe he picked it?"
"Your Highness, that's not possible," Xuezhu said sternly. "The princess ordered someone to help you change your clothes."
Shen Qingchen was completely clueless and let her attendants take action.
After changing him into a complicated robe that was a bit heavier than his court robes, and tying him into a jade belt that was also a bit heavier than his usual belt, Shen Qingchen closed his eyes and suddenly thought -
He must have only worn such formal clothes when he married Jiang Hexue last year.
At that time, Jiang Hexue might have thought that it was just a marriage of convenience for their mutual needs, but the design of her wedding dress was personally outlined by Shen Qingchen step by step.
The fabric was a national treasure of western Yunnan, a bright red mandarin duck satin. Western Yunnan only paid tribute of five bolts a year, and he received one bolt each year, saving it for twenty-one years and using it all on two wedding gowns.
Pearls are the national treasure that Nanjing presented as tribute before it conquered the country, and they are also called shark jelly dew.
The gem was a tribute presented by Beixuan before it became hostile to Longlin. It was another national treasure besides Ziyawu, the crimson rostrum.
The embroidery thread is made of gold beaten into gold foil, cut into thin strips and wound into silk, and is also inlaid with tiny rhinestones.
But maybe Jiang Hexue has never taken a closer look and is still complaining about the heaviness.
He recalled this for a while, and the attendant finished dressing him, but Xuezhu reminded him again: "Your Highness, the princess said she would ask you to pick it."
The attendants filed out and silence returned to the room.
After a cup of tea, the door was opened again.
The footsteps were light, and there was a subtle sound of pearls and jade colliding. Shen Qingchen immediately recognized the person and opened his lips: "He Xue."
"Zhaohua, wait a moment." Jiang Hexue smiled and seemed to stop in front of him. The faint and rich fragrance of red plum blossoms on her body penetrated into his nostrils.
Shen Qingchen shrugged slightly, and then heard the sound of footsteps gradually fading away, which must have led to his bed.
After a while, the rustling sound of her adjusting her dress was heard, and Jiang Hexue finally said, "You can take it off now."
Shen Qingchen took off the red silk covering her eyes as she was told, and was stunned when she saw the scene in front of her.
All you see is the joyous color red. There are bright red window grilles with the word "囍" on the windows, strings of red lanterns are hung in the room, and on the table, two dragon and phoenix candles are nestled together.
The moon-white quilt he was used to wearing on the bed was replaced with a bright red quilt embroidered with auspicious dragon and phoenix patterns. Deep in the layers of curtains, a girl wearing an elaborate wedding dress and a red veil was sitting in the center.
Only then did Shen Qingchen remember to look at her clothes. She lowered her eyes and saw the wedding dress she was wearing on her wedding day.
Next to him was the ebony and gold-inlaid scale that he had used to lift her veil. He gripped it tightly and walked towards her: "Qiong Qiong?"
"Please ask the groom to use the wedding scale to lift the bride's veil, which means that you will live a happy and fulfilling life together..." Jiang Hexue said sweetly beside the couch.
This time the scale bar did not stop at her eyes. Shen Qingchen lifted it up neatly. The moment the big red veil fell to the ground, he saw the girl in front of him clearly and his breathing became disordered.
It was as if time had gone back to the day of her wedding. She was wearing a wedding dress, with fair skin, red lips, and curved eyebrows. When she smiled, two neat rows of pearly teeth were exposed, and her purple pupils were as clear as stars.
But at that time she had her hair tied up in a bun, as was customary for weddings, but now - she had her hair tied up in a flying fairy bun.
It was her favorite hairstyle during her teenage years, and the one she wore most often when she lived with him in Liangzhou.
Shen Qingchen stared at her in a daze, and in a trance, he had the illusion that he didn't know what day it was.
For example, when Jiang Hexue reached the age of 15, he finally married his sweetheart as he wished. Their marriage was not designed by him, but a natural outcome of their mutual affection.
It was like the beautiful dream he had had countless times when he was young had come true.
But at this moment, when his hand was holding hers, he realized that reality was more perfect than dreams.
"Please ask the bride and groom to drink the wedding wine together, which means sharing the joys and sorrows after marriage and becoming one..." Jiang Hexue said sweetly again, shook his hand and urged him.
Shen Qingchen personally took the wine pot, poured two cups of wedding wine, and handed a cup to Jiang Hexue.
Their arms intertwined, their golden cups touched, the wedding wine tasted sweet in their throats, they drank it all, and their eyes met each other again.
Shen Qingchen stared at her without blinking, his thin lips moving, but he didn't ask a single word.
"Groom, do you still need descendants' cakes?" Jiang Hexue asked, laughing even more at his immature reaction.
Shen Qingchen pondered the implication and shook his head.
"That's what I know." Jiang Hexue said with understanding. "Then..."
"Why?" Shen Qingchen suddenly asked.
"Why is it like this?" She was silent, and he repeated.
"I thought so when I saw the marriage certificate," Jiang Hexue replied with a smile. "I told you, Zhaohua, make a wish to me, and maybe it will come true."
"My husband, may you be blessed with happiness every day of the year."
Shen Qingchen looked at her intently, his Adam's apple moved up and down, and he spoke in a slightly hoarse voice: "Auspicious day and year."
After he finished speaking, he leaned down, held her waist, and found her slightly parted red lips.
Lingering and affectionate, the breath is hot and the love is passionate.
The elaborate and grand wedding dresses fell onto the cashmere carpet one by one, and the temperature in the tent kept rising.
The dragon and phoenix candles burn brighter and brighter, and the candle tears pile up into flowers.
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After making love, Jiang Hexue took a comfortable warm bath. She was not tired at all, and snuggled in Shen Qingchen's arms and clung to him.
As the third watch approached, she looked at the joyful bedroom, then at Shen Qingchen beside her, and asked knowingly, "Husband, are you surprised?"
Shen Qingchen was rubbing her slightly sore calf, and raised her eyelashes when she heard the words: "I'm overjoyed."
He hadn't even expected Jiang Hexue to remember it, and at this moment he felt that his thoughts were confused by her, so his voice was a little flat.
"Shouldn't you reward me?" Jiang Hexue winked at him and lifted the corner of his lips. "Just smile."
"I love you." Shen Qingchen looked at her seriously and slowly raised his smile.
"I love you, too." Jiang Hexue pecked him on the cheek, and when she turned back, she was surprised. "Husband, it's snowing!"
This is the first snow of this winter.
"Let's go out and take a look."
Shen Qingchen put on a warm cloak and leather boots for her, and casually put on a winter coat himself and went out with her.
The first snow was falling heavily. Jiang Hexue didn't care because she didn't have an umbrella. She squatted down and wrote with her fingers on the ground covered with a thin layer of snow.
"Chen Qingchen and Jiang Hexue, the wedding date is auspicious."
"A pair for a lifetime, never separated."
The fluffy hood of the cloak was put on. After Jiang Hexue finished writing, she turned her head to look at the young man who had squatted beside her at some point.
His half-loose black hair was already stained white by the snow, and the tips of his nose and ears were also slightly red from the cold.
She pulled down the hood of her cloak again.
"Cold." Shen Qingchen wanted to put it back for her, but she stopped him by holding her wrist.
"That's it." Jiang Hexue couldn't help but shudder, but continued, "I want to grow old with you."
Shen Qingchen's hand, which was about to brush off the snow from her hair, stopped in mid-air, and fell down in an instant, allowing himself to say "OK".
The snow fell silently, and the black and white hair turned white in an instant, like the silver hair of each other in old age.
Jiang Hexue looked at his wet eyelashes seriously and attentively, and suddenly remembered the first night in Renshu Temple when Chen Qingchen accompanied her and played in the snow until dawn.
Just like this, with snow falling all over her body, she teased the "old immortal", but he whispered to her, "You don't look good."
Because at that time, he never expected to be with her forever.
The tip of Jiang Hexue's nose was redder, perhaps from the cold or the sour taste in her mouth. She leaned forward to rub his nose, "Even if you become an 'old immortal', you will still be the most beautiful in my heart, and the 'old immortal' I love the most."
Shen Qingchen understood and smiled with curved eyes.
He stood up and pulled her into his arms.
"My dear, wait until a few decades later when your hair and beard are completely white," Jiang Hexue put her arms around his neck, her voice suddenly choking with tears as she recalled their wedding day. "Let's tie another knot of love."
"At that time, I will allow you to cut your hair in any way you want."
Shen Qingchen understood again and responded seriously: “At that time, I will also remember to take the hair from the end of your hair.”
The red plum blossoms sway gently in the wind, the moonlight is hazy, the snow is crystal clear, and between them, lovers embrace each other, look into each other's eyes, and kiss each other.
The four seasons pass by with the change of flowers in the courtyard, and time will continue to flow forward in the eyes of lovers.
Today I will get wet in the snow with you, and I will grow old with you in this life.
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Author's words: Chapter 99, the main story is finished, Zhao Hua and Qiong Qiong will be together forever! Always happy! [Starry eyes][Sprinkle flowers]
Coconut's thoughts:
This is my first time writing a long article. Thanks to all the babies for accompanying me along the way [hahaha]
This book was discontinued for a while and revised, but I picked it up again later. I began to climb the charts, change the copy, find the rhythm, and learn bit by bit. There were times when I was very tired, but I feel that my readers are responsible for most of the credit for my success. I am a little excited and don’t know what to say for a while, but I am happier, more sincere, and love you more than I show [heart][heart][heart]
Also, last night I had an idea and planned to add some stories from Zhaohua's perspective in the extra chapter 1 (the period from the proposal in Liangzhou to the discovery of Qiongqiong) [Drop-eared rabbit head]
Then, insert a pre-collected advertisement for Coconut Coconut:
The next book is "Why is my foster brother always ringing?" The copy is as follows. Please accept and accompany me [shy]
"Fake Bone" "Cute Girl x Green Tea Brother"
Zhu Yuan's adoptive brother died when she was thirteen, and his body was never found.
But in the year she came of age, Zhu Yuan went to Kyoto with her father and happened to encounter the princess's carriage.
The wind blew the carriage curtains aside, and she saw a noble and elegant young man sitting next to the princess.
Her eyes were like ink, and the smile on her lips was gentle and shallow, exactly like her deceased adoptive brother.
But before she could even utter the word "brother", she heard the princess calling him -
The eldest brother.
Zhu Yuan then realized that he was the emperor's eldest son, Shen Zeqian.
Never her adopted brother.
From the beginning to the end, she was the one who stole someone else's brother.
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When he was young, Shen Zeqian went to Yangzhou to investigate a case secretly and lived as the adopted son of Zhu Zhizhou.
The biggest change in An Ning's life is Zhu Zhizhou's youngest daughter, Zhu Yuan.
Playful and spoiled, she sticks to him like malt sugar all day long.
Dealing with this kind of young lady should have been an easy and perfunctory matter for Chen Zeqian.
However, for some reason, as they spent more and more time together, he became more and more afraid to look her in the eye.
Until that day, Zhu Yuan suddenly had a high fever and kissed him in a half-asleep state.
From then on, her bright almond eyes, round dimples, and sweet soft words frequently appeared in his dreams.
Only then did Shen Zeqian realize that he had never considered her a sister.
Since she's not my sister...it doesn't matter how many times I kiss her.
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Mini-theater 1:
Shen Zeqian had a high fever, and Zhu Yuan was worried and went to visit him.
Her adoptive brother, who was usually clear-headed and upright, leaned weakly on her shoulder this time, his face pale, and low, hoarse sounds kept coming out of his throat, making her neck tingle.
She asked in confusion: "Brother, why are you making noises all the time?"
Shen Zeqian, who was deliberately teasing her: ...
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Mini-theater 2:
Maybe it was too cold in Kyoto, and Shen Zeqian fell ill again.
Zhu Yuan made him some ginger and black chicken soup to dispel the cold and fed it to him personally.
But after drinking the poison, he still held her tightly, rubbing his head against her shoulders, which was even more itchy than last time, and it made her ears burn.
Shen Zeqian secretly glanced at her reaction, thinking that it was effective.
But Zhu Yuan only asked seriously, "Brother, is your head itchy?"
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Mini-theater 3:
Shen Zeqian finally recovered from his illness, and Zhu Yuan happily took him to see a play.
The handsome young actor on the stage winked at her with one eye, then the other, with such humor and joy that Zhu Yuan laughed so hard that her stomach hurt.
But after a few days, Shen Zeqian actually started making the same expression towards her.
Zhu Yuan was puzzled. He wasn't performing an opera, so it could only be—
"Brother," she asked with concern, "Do you want Yuan to put eye drops on you?"
Finally, I have to continue to fight against piracy [burst into tears] Thanks again for your company! See you in the sequel! See you in the next book!
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