Duan Nanqi did not withdraw his hand. His face was calm with a smile on his lips. When he spoke to Jiang Lingyao, he looked quite suave and elegant.
However, the shocking flying fish suit he was wearing made the almost undetectable "gentleness" completely obliterated by the bright red color, and all that remained in Jiang Lingyao's phoenix eyes was the flickering coldness in him.
The smile on Duan Nanqi's face did not reach his eyes. He said, "My lady, why do you ask this? Haven't you seen the Xiuchun sword on my waist?"
"Even if it's just a gift of gift, everyone in the Jinyiwei knows how to embroider the spring sword."
Jiang Lingyao's smile was just right.
The couple held hands and walked towards Xinghuang Garden affectionately, fighting each other without any limit, neither of them was willing to give in.
"Of course it's because the position of the rope on my husband's hand seems to be a little different," Jiang Lingyao said softly, "My eldest brother is also a military commander. He is used to using a knife, and the rope on his hand is mostly at the base of his thumb. But why are the ropes on my husband's fingertips, base of his thumb, and palm?"
Duan Nanqi held her hand, and the two of them seemed to be admiring the spring garden scenery, walking at a neither slow nor long pace.
He did not answer Jiang Lingyao's question, but suddenly said: "My wife... have you touched my brother-in-law's hand? I am very jealous."
Jiang Lingyao smiled shyly: "My husband, what nonsense are you talking about? My elder brother is almost five years older than me. He joined the army when I was young. I was still a child at that time."
Duan Nanqi finally breathed a sigh of relief: "Oh, that's good. I was just worried about my return home tomorrow. What if my brother-in-law doesn't like me? What should I do?"
"How could that be? My husband is so handsome and handsome. Anyone would think that our marriage is a perfect match," Jiang Lingyao said in a delicate voice. "At the beginning of the year, His Majesty arranged a marriage for us. My sisters are very jealous."
The two of them talked to each other and finally arrived at Xinghuang Garden.
When the two of them walked in side by side, Jiang Lingyao started to move her hands and said casually, "I thought my husband had forgotten about returning home tomorrow. I thought to myself that if he had forgotten, I would go and ask the ancestors to prepare a return gift for me, so that my husband would not be embarrassed."
Duan Nanzhi glanced at her. As soon as they entered the house, the coldness in their eyes immediately came out. Jiang Lingyao talked about her husband's strengths and weaknesses, but every word she said pierced Duan Nanzhi's heart.
"Don't worry, my lady. How could your husband forget such an important event as the return visit? I have already informed Grandmother and prepared a return visit gift for Yue's family. I promise that you will have a grand occasion."
When Jiang Lingyao heard this, her smile deepened. She bowed and said, "Thank you very much, husband."
After talking for a while, the two no longer wanted to look at each other. Duan Nanqi went to the study room, while Jiang Lingyao went upstairs to her room.
After entering the bedroom, Jiang Lingyao let out a long sigh of relief: "I am so tired today."
As she said this, there was no one around, so she changed into soft-soled shoes and sat crookedly on the imperial concubine couch.
Xingyun had been busy outside all day, so she went downstairs to wash her face. Tingyu and Luoxue helped her wash her face.
Luoxue was very considerate and even gave a bowl of snow pear, white fungus and lotus seed soup: "Miss, this small kitchen in Xinghuang Garden is very good. I heard that the chef inside was hired from a restaurant at a high price. He is proficient in frying, stir-frying, cooking and deep-frying. The one who serves the white case is the cook in the mansion. She originally served the old lady. Later, the aunt was old and had a bad stomach. The old lady felt sorry for the young master who had no parents, so she sent the cook here."
Xingyun has to stay by her side all day and cannot pay attention to other things. Luoxue is lively and Tingyu doesn't like to take charge of things, so Luoxue takes charge of the household when they are not around.
Luoxue was also capable of it. In just one day, she had found out everything about Xinghuang Garden.
"I've heard that the wife of the Yongping Marquis's mansion dotes on the orphan Third Young Master the most. That's why she raised him to be arrogant and eccentric, not knowing how to deal with worldly affairs. He spends his days either admiring the scenery or riding horses, or buying strange things. He doesn't flirt with other women, probably because the wife of the Marquis is strict with him."
Thinking about it this way, because Duan Nanqi was born secretly by his father outside, and his mother's identity was special, he had no status until both his parents died. The Duan family did not dare to give the daughter of a guilty minister the title of second wife, so they could only let Duan Nanqi be a concubine's son.
If Jiang Lingyao had not been confused and cried to the Imperial Concubine after His Majesty granted her the marriage, the Imperial Concubine would not have told her about this case.
Everyone in the court, even the common people, knew how noble the imperial concubine was, but she was not a bright and seductive beauty.
She is a dozen years older than Your Majesty, has a heroic face and a tall figure. If you insist, she actually looks like a boy.
But it was this woman who made His Majesty the Emperor infatuated and loved her from childhood to adulthood. She wanted the stars, and His Majesty would never give her the moon.
Everyone said that the Imperial Concubine was evil-hearted. She was arrogant and domineering, and acted recklessly. Not only did she bully others in the palace, but she could also do whatever she wanted in the previous dynasty.
No matter how the civil and military officials submitted their petitions, His Majesty favored her. In front of His Majesty, apart from her and the Empress Dowager, no one else could catch his eye.
By chance, Jiang Lingyao got along well with the Imperial Concubine. She felt that this Imperial Concubine was completely different from what outsiders said she was.
Especially when Jiang Lingyao cried and said coquettishly that she didn't want to marry Duan Nanqi, the imperial concubine said, "Silly girl, His Majesty is doing this for your own good."
As soon as this marriage was announced, there were all kinds of rumors. Some said that His Majesty wanted to make the two families enemies, some said that the old marquis and the old uncle had never gotten along, and some said that His Majesty wanted to take away the official positions of her father and uncle Duan Nanqiao. There were all kinds of rumors, and none of them were truly in their best interests.
But in the case of the noble concubine, it was the Majesty who sincerely granted her the marriage.
The Royal Concubine is now middle-aged, but she does not look old because of her heroic face, and she has a gentler temperament.
She lowered her eyes and looked at the little girl crying pitifully. She softened her heart: "Silly child, if this marriage really doesn't work out, do you think I won't ask His Majesty to change his mind? I won't harm you, and His Majesty won't trick Duan Nanqi. So, this marriage, in my opinion, will work out."
As she said this, the sharpness in her eyes reappeared: "If it doesn't work..."
As she said this, her red-green fingers tapped lightly on the table.
Du, du, du.
"If you really feel that you can't live like this, and you can't even eat when you see that handsome face, then let's divorce him."
A bright and wanton smile flashed across the noble concubine's heroic face: "Your Majesty will listen to my words."
It was also because of this that Jiang Lingyao did not make a fuss and married Duan Nanqi quite obediently.
Whether this marriage is good or bad is still unclear, but Jiang Lingyao is certain that no matter whether it is good or bad, she will never let herself down.
But two days have passed, and now it seems that Duan Nanqi has no intention of compromising himself.
The marriage is complete, the fate was decided long ago, but the two are living well and neither of them disturbs the other.
Jiang Lingyao's thoughts were a little far away, but Tingyu pulled her back: "Miss, aunt wants you to go downstairs for dinner."
When Jiang Lingyao heard the word "dinner", her stomach started to growl.
All of a sudden, all the maids in the room laughed.
I came back late today. The stars and the moon have already appeared and night is approaching.
Jiang Lingyao had been busy all day and was really hungry. She tapped Luoxue's forehead, stood up, put on her soft-soled shoes, and said, "Let's go and have dinner."
She had taken off her bun and only wore a gilded hairpin with a pattern of swallow branches loosely in her hair. As she walked, the pearl tassels swayed gently beside her fair little face without making any sound.
Jiang Lingyao had already removed her makeup and only put on a little rouge. She looked so slim and graceful, with the air of a lady from a wealthy family.
Duan Nanqi was already waiting in the dining room. Seeing Jiang Lingyao's expression, he couldn't help but be dazed.
Jiang Lingyao's eyes were all on the dishes on the table, and she didn't notice anything unusual about Duan Nanqi.
The dishes on the table were exquisite, with four cold dishes and four hot dishes, each of which was not too much and did not look too luxurious.
Among the four hot dishes were her favorite sweet and sour pork ribs and eight-treasure roast duck, in addition to fried yam and black fungus, which were usually Jiang Lingyao's taste.
Duan Nanqi somehow found out Jiang Lingyao's preferences. He showed them off at breakfast and again at dinner today.
Jiang Lingyao was different from the other girls. She didn't seem to be moved. She just sat there quietly with a serene smile. "It's hard for my husband. My taste is probably only known to the cook in the Anding Marquis's mansion. If my husband goes to ask, she will definitely give him a hard time."
Jiang Lingyao changed the subject and asked sharply for the first time, "I didn't know that my husband had such a close relationship with the Anding Marquis's Mansion that even the cook could tell you everything."
As she said this, her beautiful face was filled with coldness.
She is not as vain and arrogant as she appears, and he is not as dissolute and useless as he appears.
This table of food is probably not meant to please, but more of a test.
Since Duan Nanqi wanted to test her, Jiang Lingyao fortunately gave him the look he wanted to see. When it came to acting, Jiang Lingyao was not afraid at all.
Sure enough, upon hearing her question, Duan Nanqi, who was sitting across the table, sat up straight. He lowered his deep peach blossom eyes, and all the romantic and flirtatious look at the corners of his eyes was retracted, leaving only an unusual seriousness.
He was handsome to begin with, with a pair of eyes that were always full of peach blossoms, and he looked quite romantic when he smiled. But if he retracted the mischievous smile between his brows, his handsome face would suddenly become cold and hard.
It was a coldness and hardness that seemed to emanate from his bones. If someone was not familiar with him, they would be shocked by his appearance.
Whether he is wearing the flying fish suit or not, he is always majestic.
Duan Nanqi sat up straight, and his temperament suddenly changed. He waved his hand, and the maids and servants who were serving him immediately withdrew. In an instant, only the couple were left in the dining room.
Duan Nanqi raised his head at the right time. He had a cold demeanor but a gentle smile on his face, which was simply...
It's simply chilling and creepy.
Jiang Lingyao frowned slightly: "Why, am I wrong?"
A deep laugh escaped from his throat: "No, how could my wife be wrong?"
Duan Nanqi's voice was like a snake spitting out its tongue, climbing up along her fingertips and finally stopping at her ear.
Jiang Lingyao's hair stood on end. She could hardly hold back her anger and wanted to get up and leave immediately.
But before she could move, the atmosphere in the restaurant suddenly changed, and the poisonous snake beside her ear disappeared instantly, as if it had never existed.
Jiang Lingyao subconsciously looked at Duan Nanqi, only to see him lazily leaning on the back of the chair, his chin supported by his right hand, as if teasing her, with a wicked smile flowing in his peach blossom eyes.
"Oh," he said slickly, with a malicious smile on his face, "Did I scare the lady?"
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