early morning.
Shen Qinghe slowly opened her eyes.
My whole body aches.
I was busy most of the night last night.
She didn't expect Ning Que to be so energetic.
Thinking of the madness of last night, her pretty face blushed.
"My lady is awake?"
Ning Que had just changed his clothes.
He walked to the bed with a wicked smile.
He deliberately went inside, and his hands became restless.
Shen Qinghe's face immediately turned red, and she quickly grabbed Ning Que's evil hand, biting her delicate red lips and said, "You...what do you want to do now?"
"hey-hey."
Ning Que pulled his hand away reluctantly.
This really can't be blamed on his duck wings.
He has always kept himself clean over the years.
As the saying goes, food, sex and nature are part of human nature. This is normal.
"Ma'am, get up quickly."
"We still have to go to Liuyi today."
"Husband..."
Shen Qinghe lowered his head and spoke softly.
I shouted out the words that I had been thinking about all these years.
It was time for Qingfeng Mingyue to come in and serve, helping her change clothes and wash up. Shen Qinghe's pretty face flushed, still a little uncomfortable.
"Don't worry, Princess."
“This is what we should do.”
Qingfeng smiled and helped to wash up.
Mingyue prepared her clothes.
After washing up, Ning Que pushed open the door with a smile, and even raised his hand to bow, "Madam, please."
"Husband, please."
"Haha, let's go."
Qingfeng Mingyue followed behind, also smiling. Ever since Ning Que's triumphant return, he'd indeed smiled more often. Especially when he was with Shen Qinghe, his old smile had returned.
Ning Que had been the palace's most cheerful youngster since he was a child. Although he often got into trouble, he was still the one the old prince and princess loved the most. Many of the palace's old servants also loved Ning Que, and back then, the palace was always filled with laughter.
After the death of the old Prince Ning in Hulu Valley, the palace completely changed. He had thought marrying Lin Xianhong would change that. But Lin Xianhong was always unhappy and always found various excuses to argue with Ning Que. Even the most trivial matters would make her nag endlessly.
Not long after the old princess passed away, she found all kinds of excuses to force Ning Que to divorce, without caring about his feelings at all.
Over the years, even if Ning Que smiled, it was always a wry smile, no longer the same as before. Fortunately, he married Shen Qinghe and restored the palace to its former glory.
Shen Qinghe, the mistress, was far superior to Lin Xianhong. She treated everyone with great courtesy. Her temperament was somewhat similar to Ning Que's; she never treated them like slaves. She was gentle and, upon hearing about their past experiences, empathized with them.
"Hahaha, Junior Brother is awake?"
"Master Sister, your walking posture is wrong!"
"Even though it's your wedding night, Junior Brother, you still need to be restrained!"
"They are newlyweds after all, and they're still holding hands!"
As soon as he arrived at the hall, he saw all the senior brothers were there. Facing their teasing, Ning Que was quite thick-skinned and continued to hold Shen Qinghe's hand.
"What's the matter?"
"Why not let me hold my wife's hand?"
"That's right." Shen Qinghe looked at them, her brows slightly furrowed. She raised her hand angrily and said, "I think you're all itching to get your ass kicked. How dare you tease me?"
"Hey, you can't say that." Lu Bai stood up, fanning himself with a paper fan, and jokingly said, "On Kunlun Mountain, we respectfully call you Senior Sister, and that's reasonable. But now you are the wife of Junior Junior Brother, and Junior Junior Brother calls us Senior Brother, so according to the rules, you have to call us Senior Brother too."
Ning Que was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.
This guy Lu Bai is really good at making trouble!
"Bah!" Shen Qinghe raised his hand angrily, "That's a matter of separate cases. You are still my junior brothers, otherwise I will punish you!"
"Junior brother, you have to take care of this!"
"Yeah, that makes sense." Ning Que nodded thoughtfully, "My wife, what Senior Brother Lu said also makes sense. We are all fellow disciples, so let's not use swords, let's use whips instead."
"Ning Que!" Lu Bai jumped up and said quickly, "We've just gotten married, and you've already forgotten your friends and disregarded the friendship between you and your fellow disciples for the sake of beauty?"
"Qinghe is also from the same sect..."
“…”
Everyone burst into laughter.
They were just joking.
“It’s quite lively.”
Bu Suanzi walked in slowly.
Ning Que hurriedly came forward with tea.
"father in law!"
"You should just call me Master." Bu Suanzi picked up the teacup and said helplessly, "Looking at you like this, you always feel like a monkey in human form."
“…”
Ning Que gave an awkward smile. According to the Dafeng marriage system, there were actually wedding ceremonies and return-home ceremonies after the wedding ceremony. However, since there were no elders in the family, they were omitted. Otherwise, the fortune teller would have to host a banquet to entertain the new son-in-law.
"Greetings, Master!"
Bu Suanzi turned around.
Looking at them.
"It seems that you have been doing well over the years."
"In this way, what I have done over the years as a teacher is meaningful."
"That's quite meaningful!" Hai Zai stepped forward and said quickly, "If it weren't for Master, I'd probably be a pirate all my life."
Bu Suanzi nodded slightly.
He has done many things in his life.
What made him most proud was the establishment of the Shenji Pavilion.
He feels a sense of accomplishment when he sees his disciples grow up.
Just as Ning Que had said, the world couldn't be changed by just one person. The Divine Machine Pavilion didn't have enough people now, but as long as they were still alive, they could influence more and more people.
This spark will surely start a prairie fire!
"Master, we still have to go to the Six Arts." Ning Que smiled and raised his hand. "Today, the Empress Dowager, Emperor Feng, and all the officials will be at the Six Arts. I think they have something to tell me."
"OK."
Bu Suanzi did not refuse.
During this period, he often went to Liuyi.
I also met many young talents.
As for these disciples, they are all talented and capable people. Some of their ideas may be immature, but they are sincere and dedicated, and most of them want to serve the country and benefit the people.
Doing the right thing is actually more important than doing things right.
No ability can be developed.
But if you have bad intentions, there is no hope.
"Senior brothers, you all have to go too." Ning Que smiled and raised his hand. "You guys have caused such a commotion that everyone in Chang'an knows about it. I don't know how many people want to see you."
"Haha, sure."
Lu Bai and the others all laughed heartily.
It was a rare reunion for them, so they certainly wouldn't just have a wedding banquet and leave. Many people had never been to Chang'an and wanted to see it. As the capital of the Dafeng Emperor, Chang'an was also well-known in China.
"Junior brother." Leng Qian frowned and stepped forward. "Will it be troublesome for so many of us to stay at your place?"
"Haha, Senior Brother Leng, you're worrying too much." Ning Que smiled and waved his hands, "I wish you all could live here with me in the future. I love crowds, the more people the better."
"Brother Leng, don't mind it."
Leng Qian then nodded.
It’s not that he’s unfamiliar, but that’s just his personality.
In Bu Suanzi's words, Leng Qian was able to maintain such a traditional style within the Shenji Pavilion, which was like being untainted by mud. Of course, his words were also a disguised criticism of himself...
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