Chapter 1 Prince Ning actually married a fool!
[This article is more daily, and the main focus is on spreading sugar.] The bottom is sincere and cute and likes to play it straight, while the top is gentle and doting, but he is soft-hearted only towards the bottom, which is a big double standard. Once the adjustment period in the first few chapters is over, it’s time to eat some meat.]
On the eighteenth day of the twelfth lunar month, the area in front of Prince Ning’s mansion was bustling with activity.
The wedding procession lined up neatly on the entire street.
Following the ceremonial officer's shout, "The auspicious time has arrived—"
The team marched forward in high spirits.
Prince Ning, Zhao Fangye, dressed in a bright red wedding gown, rode his horse in front of the team.
He was dressed in red and had a calm expression. His eyebrows were as sharp as swords, and his eyes were narrow and deep, with a cold light flashing in them.
The high nose bridge is as straight as a knife, and the tightly pursed thin lips make it impossible to tell whether he is happy or angry.
He was as cold as a lone pine tree in the winter night. It was his wedding day but there was no sign of joy on his face.
The procession reached the downtown area and both sides of the street were crowded with people.
A passerby entering Beijing asked, not knowing what was going on: "Who is getting married in front? What a grand ceremony."
The young man at the side replied, "My dear brother, you don't know that this is a small ceremony for a royal wedding. This is Prince Ning's wedding."
"Prince Ning? Who did you marry?"
The man asked as he craned his neck to look.
"The young master of the Song family, Song Huaixi." The young man continued.
"Young Master? Prince Ning married a male concubine?!"
the man exclaimed.
"Ouch! Ancestor, please keep your voice down!" the young man hurriedly stopped him.
He said with regret: "Think of Prince Ning, he is a handsome man with a distinguished family background and military achievements. He is the dream lover of many young ladies from official families.
"Now I'm ordered to marry a man. I don't know how it feels."
Someone else in the crowd took over the conversation and said, "Not only that! I heard that Song Huaixi is also an idiot."
Once these words were spoken, everyone sighed.
At this time, Song Huaixi, who was mentioned by everyone, was sitting on the bed waiting for the wedding party to arrive.
He was not very smart since he was a child and did not understand what marriage was, nor had he ever seen one.
She had no reaction to the fact that she was about to marry Prince Ning, who had made great military achievements.
Instead, he got up too early, and at the moment he was just yawning, with his head hung down, feeling drowsy.
It is rare to marry someone like him.
However, it was absurd in itself for a fool like him to marry Prince Ning as his principal wife. Anything strange would be nothing new.
"Hey, young master, please don't sleep anymore. The wedding procession is here."
Seeing his look, matchmaker was at a loss whether to laugh or cry, and went forward to wake Song Huaixi up.
Then she turned around and called to the maid: "Quickly bring the veil to cover the princess."
Covered with the wedding veil, the wedding procession arrived at the Song Mansion on time.
"Hmm..." Song Huaixi held the servant's hand all the way and was helped into the sedan chair in a daze.
Soon the joy was heard again with music and singing all the way.
In winter, the spacious and luxurious sedan is covered with thick blankets and is very warm.
The sedan chair was shaking slightly as it was carried by the bearers, but Song Huaixi was originally sitting upright obediently.
In the end, he could no longer resist the overwhelming sleepiness and fell asleep on the soft blanket to the sound of music.
The sedan chair that carried the bride was in high spirits all the way and finally stopped steadily at a magnificent mansion.
A red silk cloth was hung on the gold-plated plaque, with a few large characters written on it: Prince Ning's Mansion.
The matchmaker who was accompanying her shouted before getting on the sedan chair: "The auspicious time has arrived, please get off the sedan chair, Princess!"
The sedan chair stopped there quietly, without any movement at all.
The matchmaker called out again, but the sedan chair remained quiet. The common people and guests gathered in front of Prince Ning's mansion began to talk about it.
The musician also stopped, hesitating whether to continue playing.
What's going on?
The bride refused to get out of the sedan chair. Was she dissatisfied with the marriage?
"Your Majesty...this..."
The matchmaker looked at King Ning with an embarrassed look on her face, and seemed to be hesitant to speak. This was the first time she had encountered such a situation.
Prince Ning narrowed his eyes slightly, revealing a hint of impatience.
He walked forward and lifted the curtain of the sedan chair, and what came into his sight was Song Huaixi, dressed in wedding clothes, sleeping obediently on the blanket.
A fair little face was sleeping soundly on the arm, and the veil on the head had long fallen to the side. The pearls and jade on the phoenix crown were also scattered and entangled in her hair.
Zhao Fangye was stunned, his eyes fixed on that well-behaved and childish face.
He never imagined that on the wedding day, his bride would be so heartless as to fall asleep in the sedan chair.
After pausing for a moment, Zhao Fangye didn't want to waste time at the mansion gate, so he bent down and entered the sedan chair to personally carry the person out.
Song Huaixi was wearing a skirt and covering her head with a veil. She grumbled in his arms, but didn't wake up. His head was tilted to one side, revealing a pointed chin.
The onlookers were all stunned when they saw this. They didn't expect that the prince was not as disgusted with his male wife as they expected.
They all shouted flattering words, such as "May you have a happy marriage forever" and so on.
The sounds of gongs and drums rang out again.
Zhao Fangye was a military man and didn't care much about the etiquette of ceremonial officials. There is no need to go directly to the hall to worship.
He glanced down at Song Huaixi in his arms and carried her into the bedroom.
Song Huaixi just felt dazed for a moment and was placed in a soft place before he turned over and continued to sleep.
He got up too early today, almost at midnight.
Bathing, washing face, putting on makeup and getting dressed are so tiring.
As soon as his body touched the soft bed, he fell into a deep sleep.
There was a lot of noise outside the bedroom, and the drinking and chatting did not stop until the evening.
Song Huaixi was awakened by hunger.
He opened his eyes dazedly, and immediately large patches of red flooded his vision.
Song Huaixi found himself in an unfamiliar room, and his first reaction was what a beautiful house it was.
The floor was covered with thick carpets woven with exquisite patterns. There are antique display shelves placed all around the room.
Either it contains priceless porcelain or precious bonsai.
In the center, on a large round pearwood table, there were fruits and snacks tied with red silk, a pot of wine, and a set of cloisonné enamel wine glasses.
The unfamiliar scenery made Song Huaixi a little flustered. The big red brocade quilt embroidered with dragon and phoenix patterns beneath him reminded him that he was married.
But what does it mean to get married? He actually didn't quite understand.
One day, a father-in-law with a sharp voice came with a yellow cloth and said a bunch of incomprehensible words to him.
Later he got married.
"I'm so hungry."
Song Huaixi's stomach growled and he was about to reach for the snacks on the table, but a voice outside the door told him to immediately retract his hand and stand still.
"Your Majesty."
"Well, let's all go down." A deep voice came.
"yes."
The door was opened.
Zhao Fangye, who was wearing wedding clothes, entered the room and saw the person who was originally sleeping soundly on the bed, now standing by the table, staring at him blankly.
Zhao Fangye glanced at him, walked to the other side of the table, sat down and said to him, "Come here."
Song Huaixi stood there without moving.
The person in front of me has a very handsome face, and his sharp eyebrows give people a sense of oppression from a superior.
His expression was cold, and his pair of light-colored eyes looked at Song Huaixi calmly without any extra emotion.
Song Huaixi had never seen such a good-looking person, like a god.
His attention was immediately attracted. Is this Prince Ning?
Seeing that he didn't move, Zhao Fangye didn't urge him, but just looked at his hand covering his stomach.
He casually asked, "Are you hungry?"
"I'm hungry."
Song Huaixi's eyes stayed on him and he nodded blankly.
"Give."
Zhao Fangye picked up a piece of lily cake on the table and handed it to him.
The gods gave him food, but Song Huaixi couldn't believe it and stretched out his hand to try to take it.
But he didn't expect Zhao Fangye to grab his wrist and pull him in front of him.
Song Huaixi was startled. Zhao Fangye's handsome face was so close to her.
Being so close to the immortal, Song Huaixi's heart was pounding, and he stood in front of him with his body stiff.
Zhao Fangye put the cake in his hand and ordered, "Eat."
Song Huaixi's eyes lit up with joy, and he quickly took the lily cake and started nibbling on it in small bites.
Zhao Fangye pinched his pointed chin and looked at him.
A face that looks like a beauty, with delicate eyebrows and eyes, and dark eyes that are pure and innocent.
Her bright red lips were carefully biting the lily cake, and her big eyes were wandering around helplessly, not daring to look at the person in front of her.
Zhao Fangye put his hand around his waist and squeezed it.
She is of small stature and very slender, with skin as white and delicate as the finest mutton-fat jade, and feels soft to the touch.
It seems that Minister Song raised his son very well.
Zhao Fangye looked at his panicked expression and sneered.
I just feel that what happened today is extremely absurd. Now that the war in the northwest has been decided, he had long expected that the emperor would be eager to get rid of him, but he did not expect it to be in this way.
Shangshu Song held an ordinary official position and had no real power. He had no daughters in his family, and only one eldest son who was already married.
The remaining young son was born with congenital deficiencies and became mentally retarded since childhood. The old emperor humiliated and guarded against him in this way, which really showed his complete disgust for him.
Although he was the eldest son, the emperor did not like him.
Zhao Fangye had no interest in the throne but that didn't mean he was indifferent to the emperor's behavior.
Suppressing his emotions, Song Huaixi had finished eating the pastry. Zhao Fangye took another piece and placed it in his hand.
Although he was angry, he was not going to argue with a fool.
Zhao Fangye sat on the chair and said, "Do you know what you are doing today? Little fool."
"Huaixi is not a little fool." After swallowing the lily cake in his mouth, Song Huaixi retorted in a low voice: "Get married."
"Heh. Do you know what getting married means?"
Zhao Fangye sneered and pinched his childish face.
Song Huaixi didn't hide either. He rubbed the place where he was pinched and thought about it while holding the lily cake.
"Mother said that I will live with my husband from now on and can no longer live at home."
"Is it just that you can't go home? Didn't I tell you something else?"
Zhao Fangye pinched his wrist bone and pulled him closer, slowly approaching him: "For example, what is your husband's name?"
Looking at the handsome face, Song Huaixi swallowed unconsciously and his heart beat faster.
He blurted out: "Zhao Fangye."
"Very good, little fool. Remember my name."
Song Huaixi nodded obediently, but his mind drifted away.
I didn’t expect that I would get married to a god.
Zhao Fangye didn't know what he was thinking and thought he was unaware of his situation in the palace.
After all, he had no interest in men, let alone a fool.
Since the old emperor wanted to deliberately annoy him, he would just go along with the old emperor's wishes and just keep him as a vase in his mansion.
Seeing that he was a little hungry after a busy day, Zhao Fangye asked the maid to bring in some cakes and put them on the table for Song Huaixi to eat.
Song Huaixi took the pastry and ate it obediently, stealing a glance at him from time to time.
She is really beautiful! Song Huaixi couldn't help but admire in his heart.
Zhao Fangye thought that although this guy was stupid, he was well-behaved and looked okay. It wouldn't be too much of a hassle to keep it at home.
Seeing that he had almost finished eating, Zhao Fangye asked, "Are you full?"
"I'm full." Song Huaixi said as he licked the snack crumbs at the corner of his mouth.
"Now that you are full, wash up and go to bed."
Although Zhao Fangye had no interest in the little fool, if he didn't spend the night in the little fool's room tonight, the emperor would cause trouble for him again if word got out.
He hates trouble by nature and thinks less trouble is worse than more.
The maid who was waiting outside the door came in to help the two of them wash and dress. Zhao Fangye was used to being served in the army and didn't like being served. Send someone to serve Song Huaixi.
The maid took off Song Huaixi's heavy dress. She helped him change into his pajamas and used hot water to wipe off the thin layer of powder on his face.
After everything was cleaned up, he walked the person to the bed and left.
Song Huaixi looked at Zhao Fangye who was sitting on the edge of the bed and asked shyly, "Do you want to sleep with me?"
Hearing this, Zhao Fangye glanced at him and said, "This is the wedding room for you and me. Where else do you want me to sleep?"
Song Huaixi was still a little shy and said timidly: "But mom said that when you grow up, you should sleep by yourself."
Zhao Fangye raised his eyebrows as he looked at his shy face. It seemed that he was not completely stupid.
"What else did your mother say? Did she tell you what to do on your wedding day?" Zhao Fangye asked playfully.
Song Huaixi thought about it seriously and looked at him and shook his head. There was a pure look in his eyes: "Hmm... I don't know."
This arranged marriage was done in great haste. Although Mrs. Lin hired a nanny to take care of the family, she did not say much about the relationship between the two men.
Firstly, this arranged marriage is really absurd, and secondly, with Song Huaixi's intelligence, he may not be able to understand it.
After a while, it was just a formality and the matter was brushed off.
Zhao Fangye knew that he didn't understand the meaning, so he didn't say anything more and got on the bed: "Go to sleep."
"Oh." Although it was strange, Song Huaixi still obediently climbed onto the bed and lay down.
Song Huaixi lay beside Zhao Fangye, her heart feeling like a running deer. She tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall asleep.
A pair of eyes opened wide in the darkness, listening to the even breathing sound coming from the side and asked: "Are you asleep?"
Zhao Fangye didn't answer. He was quiet for a while and then started moving again.
Zhao Fangye drank a lot of wine at the dinner and felt a little sleepy. He said helplessly, "Be quiet."
"But I can't sleep." Song Huaixi felt aggrieved and said honestly while looking at the bed curtains.
It was the first time he slept with someone.
When Song Huaixi started to move again, Zhao Fangye turned around and pressed his acupoints: "Trouble. Go to sleep!"
Song Huaixi was surprised when his acupoints were pressed and found it very interesting.
But he couldn't make any sound, so he just blinked and stared at Zhao Fangye in admiration.
Feeling Song Huaixi's burning gaze, Zhao Fangye had no choice but to raise his hands to cover his eyes and said in a gentler voice: "Be good, close your eyes."
Song Huaixi felt a little shy when he gently covered her eyes.
My heart felt less painful and I slowly fell asleep.
Zhao Fangye opened his eyes in the darkness. He should have fallen asleep out of exhaustion, but now he was looking at Song Huaixi and thinking about how to draw a line between them.
But he didn't know that this person was specially sent by God to love him.
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