Chapter 061

This is the first time Jiashan has taken the initiative to kiss him since they met.

Jiashan had never been a person who took the initiative in relationships, and it was only after he had pursued her relentlessly that she agreed to marry him.

Although their relationship has improved over the years, she always seems to be playing the role of "receiver" and is rarely active in certain matters.

This kiss was more like a signal that she was beginning to depend on him.

Zhan Yue's eyes were slightly hot.

His fingertips were still on her silk dress, which still had her body temperature. The dress was thin and soft, and seemed like it could be easily peeled off. Under the dress was the princess's soft waist.

His suppressed emotions quickly surged in the sea of ​​clouds, but he could not get out of the Five Finger Mountain.

"Ling Jiang." Every time at this time, he would always call her nickname softly.

Zhan Yue's fingers slowly slid across Jiashan's slender neck, as if he was tasting something delicious. His eyes were deep, like a wolf foraging in the wild, but his voice was extremely soft.

Jiashan hesitated, feeling somewhat regretful for provoking him in such an inappropriate manner.

Zhan Yue lowered his head and kissed Jiashan's eyebrows first. He seemed to always like to start from the eyelashes, as if this way he could accurately capture every bit of Jiashan's excitement and shyness.

Under his kiss, Jiashan's thick eyelashes trembled uncontrollably. Her breathing became continuous, and even the temperature of her skin seemed to be rising all the way, and her whole body turned into a furnace with a high-flowing flame.

Jiashan, who hadn't noticed yet, said first, "Very hot...very hot."

Zhan Yue smiled and asked her, "Where do you want to perm it?"

Jiashan was in a daze, and after a moment, she realized what he was talking about. It was as if a raging fire was burning in her heart. She took a deep breath and said coquettishly, "You are making a fuss."

Zhan Yue's hand touched her hair that flowed like a waterfall, and he gently touched her lips with one finger.

"I'm not kidding." He said seriously.

He tilted his head and asked in a low voice: "Do you like me?"

Jiashan closed her eyes, she lay quietly on his lap, and gently stroked the skin around his face with her hands.

Jiashan snorted, "I don't like it."

"Hmm?" Zhan Yue was determined to keep going until he hit a wall. He stroked her face carefully and asked in a more emphatically tone, "You really don't like me?"

He pecked her lips and tongue gently, and beads of sweat uncontrollably broke out on Jiashan's snow-white face.

After a while, the two finally separated, leaving only their gazes meeting each other.

Seeing that Jiashan didn't say anything, Zhan Yue continued to ask: "Do you like it?"

Jiashan was extremely embarrassed, but Zhan Yue tilted his head and pecked her earlobe lightly, now and then.

"...I like it..." Jiashan finally gave up. Her eyes were blurred and bits and pieces of words came out of her lips and tongue, "You, ugh."

Zhan Yue took a deep breath, lowered his head unable to bear it, and took her lips into his mouth.

The two of them cuddled together for a long time, until Jiashan lay on his chest, unable to utter a word, and the storm finally stopped.

After a few days, the day for the princess to return home finally arrived. This was the final ceremony of the princess's marriage.

Early that morning, Su Yu, Dan Cui and a few others came to help Jia Shan dress and change clothes. Zhan Yue also wore a scarlet robe with a "flying fish" pattern embroidered on it.

Officials’ clothes usually have different patterns embroidered according to their ranks, with different patterns for civil and military officials. However, some patterns such as “python”, “xiezhi”, “flying fish”, etc., were specially granted by the emperor and were more noble than other patterns.

This represents a kind of honor and supreme divine favor.

Today we are accompanying Jiashan back to Ning, and we cannot embarrass Jiashan, so Zhan Yue specially asked Jianlan to find this flying fish dress.

Jiashan was still putting on her makeup when she saw this guy sitting upright in the upper room, staring at her without blinking. Jiashan couldn't help but ask, "Have you prepared everything you need?"

When an aunt from an ordinary family accompanies her aunt to visit her parents' parents, according to the rules, she has to prepare red envelopes for the younger generation, and the royal family is no exception.

Jiashan was the eldest and the legitimate son of Emperor Zhanghe, and all his children were considered his brothers and sisters. Regardless of whether they were close or distant, Zhan Yue would definitely have to bleed heavily this time.

Zhan Yue said: "It's ready."

"I showed it to you last night," Zhan Yue raised his eyes and asked, "Have you forgotten?"

When talking about last night, Jiashan couldn't help but blush and said, "Just prepare it."

After the two of them arrived at the main hall, Lady Wen gave them some more instructions. After all, they were accompanying the princess to her grave today, and they were also afraid that Zhan Yue would make mistakes in the rules.

The two of them went out hand in hand, but it started to rain outside.

Zhan Yue smiled and said, "Spring rain is as precious as oil. This year's harvest will be very good."

Jiashan smiled and said, "If it can be as you said, Father will have less worries."

Because of the rain, there are fewer pedestrians on the road than usual.

Zhan Yue lifted the curtain and looked outside, then closed it again. He said calmly, "Local officials are evaluated every three years. These few days are the time when local officials with excellent performance are evaluated and sent to the capital. Father may not have much time left for us."

Jiashan nodded and said considerately, "Don't worry."

She raised her head again, looked at him jokingly, and asked softly, "Will you be afraid when you see your father later?"

For many sons-in-law, Lord Taishan is still intimidating, and this Lord Taishan is particularly unusual.

In his previous life, Zhan Shaoying was always cautious whenever he saw his father. His father once said to him in private: "In the past, I thought he was a young talent, but after marrying my daughter, he became petty."

Although Jiashan didn't think Zhan Yue would follow in Zhan Shaoying's footsteps, he inexplicably felt a sense of anticipation when he thought that Zhan Yue would control his temper.

After all, he tortured himself a lot at night.

Zhan Yue looked at her sideways and said slowly, "Don't be afraid."

"I have been on duty in the palace these days and have met my father." Zhan Yue's dark eyes were clear. He took a strand of Jiashan's hair and played with it in his palm. His tone was lazy, "My father treats me no differently."

"If I am too humble, my father will look down on me," Zhan Yue raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "If I am too tough, my father will also be worried."

Zhan Yue said calmly, "I know what's going on."

He played with her hair, but the more he played, the more he lost his temper. Jiashan could only glare at him and pull the hair out of his mischievous claws.

She leaned on his shoulders and held his hands with both hands, preventing him from moving.

After passing through Dongzhimen, the carriage slowly entered the palace, where Emperor Zhanghe was already waiting for them.

In the nearby Hanyuan Hall, Concubine Jing and Concubine Zhuang also led the palace people to set up a banquet.

The two men kowtowed to the emperor first, and Emperor Zhanghe said, "Stand up."

Zhan Yue was dressed like a vigorous pine tree today, and his face was as white as pearls and jade. Emperor Zhang He looked at him and felt a little fond of him.

Concubine Zhuang was right after all when she said, "Good talents should be put to good use, and those who are capable should be given the positions."

If we ignore his background, in terms of appearance and character, Zhan Yue is indeed worthy of his Jiashan.

Thinking of this, Emperor Zhang He's tone became more compassionate. He said, "It's raining outside. I see you are all wearing thin clothes. Sit down and have some hot tea."

The two said "yes", their tone was not particularly humble, but their posture revealed a sense of respect.

Emperor Zhanghe couldn't help but nod again. He casually asked Jiashan how his life was in the Anguo Mansion these days. Jiashan answered one by one.

Seeing that the joy and shyness on his daughter's face were genuine, Emperor Zhanghe took them to Hanyuan Hall to meet other people.

In Hanyuan Palace, in addition to the prominent concubines, the little princes and princesses were basically all present. Under Concubine Jing were the princes headed by Zhao Youze, and under Concubine Zhuang were the princesses headed by Shuxian.

When Emperor Zhanghe led them in, the Hanyuan Hall was silent for a moment, and everyone bowed in unison.

Emperor Zhang He only said: "Everyone, please stand up. Today is a family dinner. Don't be restrained."

Although they said so, everyone still performed a great ceremony. Jiashan's eyes were first on Yuankang, who was next to Concubine Jing.

Zhao Youze's eyes were still covered with a piece of white cloth. Seeing this, Jiashan felt sad and hated herself for being anxious.

In fact, it has only been seven days since she last came to the palace, and my aunt said that it will take another ten days for my brother's eyes to heal.

Just thinking that Yuankang's behavior was not accidental but was caused by someone, Jiashan's expression changed to solemn. Her eyes fell on Concubine Zhuang.

Concubine Zhuang smiled and welcomed Emperor Zhang He to sit down, and then she spoke again: "The prince consort is a beautiful and talented man, and is a perfect match for the eldest princess. I am very happy to see him."

Concubine Jing had already given the rewards to the two of them, so Concubine Zhuang naturally couldn't be left behind. Soon, a palace maid presented the things that Concubine Zhuang had carefully prepared.

Except for Concubine Zhuang, the other concubines followed suit and presented some rare or expensive things. After they finished presenting, it was the younger generation's turn to greet Zhan Yue.

"Youcheng, Shuxian," Concubine Zhuang glanced at her two children and said kindly, "Why don't you pay your respects to your sister and brother-in-law?"

After Jiashan got married, Shuxian became the eldest princess, and Zhao Youcheng was the eldest prince. It was reasonable for them to take the lead.

However, just as Zhao Youcheng and Shuxian were about to step out, they heard Emperor Zhanghe pointing at Zhao Youze, who was standing under Concubine Jing. He said calmly, "Yuankang and Jiashan are siblings, so Yuankang should go first."

Concubine Zhuang's face tensed for a moment, but recovered after a moment. She nodded and said, "Yes. It should be so."

After hearing this, Zhao Youcheng remained motionless, but his expression was as if a cold wind was blowing on his face, and his eyes were more like an ice cube.

Shuxian clenched the small wine glass in her hand. She glanced at Jiashan first, then slowly passed over Zhan Yue's handsome face.

Her eyes flickered slightly, and a feeling of infinite sadness welled up in her heart.

Shuxian wiped her eyes, she was also going to get married.

Her father had chosen the prince of the Marquis of Zhongyi for her. She had met the wife of the Marquis of Zhongyi before, and she really didn't look like someone who could give birth to a beautiful son. The Marquis of Zhongyi's prince was even less handsome and majestic than Commander Zhan of Jiashan.

Shuxian's breathing suddenly became heavy and she bit her lips tightly.

While Shuxian was complaining about herself, Zhao Youze had already slowly and half-curtly bowed to Jiashan and Zhanyue. Zhanyue handed him a red envelope, and Zhao Youze smiled and said, "Thank you, brother-in-law."

Yuankang was so adorable. Jiashan couldn't help but hug him, gently touched Adi's head, and then let Zhao Youze go back to sit.

Afterwards, Zhao Youcheng, Shuxian and others came up one by one.

When Shuxian saluted Zhanyue, she asked tenderly, "Did my brother-in-law also prepare Fenghong for me?"

Jiashan stood aside, his eyes slightly narrowed.