Chapter 150 Shangyuan
Prince Jin Rong Jinyu smiled and coaxed Zhou Ge'er in a kind tone. Perhaps what you can't get is always the best. He was not so good to his own children. "Zhou Ge'er, I am also your uncle. Come and call me uncle. This jade pendant is for you." He took out a green jade dragon pendant from his waist, and his sword-like eyebrows were slightly raised on his handsome and romantic face.
Zhou Ge'er was very smart. He just saw that his grandparents, mother, uncles, aunts, and uncles in the room were not welcoming to the two people who came, so he just pretended to be shy, moving his little butt around and burying his head in Rong Jinchen's arms.
Su Jun smiled gently: "Your Highness Prince Jin, Zhou Ge'er is still young and shy, please forgive me." Su Yu also smiled and said: "Yes, yes." His son is indeed smart, just like him!
Prince Jin Rong Jinyu was not embarrassed either. He turned to chat with the brothers Su Jun and Su Yu, leaving Su Yiyi alone in embarrassment.
Su Yiyi was indeed embarrassed. In her previous life, she was the wife of Song Zhi, the second son of Qingyuan Hou. This man was personally chosen for her by Ye Mingyan, so she was given some face.
Although it can't be said to be very warm, it is not as awkward as it is now. In the final analysis, they are jealous of her becoming the concubine of Prince Jin and no longer a minister.
If you think about it more deeply, maybe they think that Su Zhenzhen has been married to Prince Yan's Mansion for half a year and still hasn't gotten pregnant, while she is already six months pregnant.
So she held a cup of Biluochun tea, looked at Su Zhenzhen who was chatting with Lin Murou and the others and said: "Sister has been married to His Royal Highness Prince Yan for half a year, you have to hurry. His Royal Highness Prince Yan only has you, and I have been in Prince Jin's Mansion for half a year, and I am three months pregnant." The implication was that His Royal Highness Prince Yan was not as capable as His Royal Highness Prince Jin. Even though His Royal Highness Prince Jin had so many women, it did not prevent her from getting pregnant twice in half a year, although she had a miscarriage once.
Su Zhenzhen's beautiful little face was very calm. Didn't Su Yiyi mean that a woman's value lies only in passing on the family line?
She disdained to debate with Su Yiyi and even felt a little sympathy for her, although Su Zhenzhen felt that this was a bit hypocritical. She had only received modern education, but she sympathized with a woman who grew up under ancient ethics.
So he just said lightly, "Oh, that's great." She even wanted to laugh.
This made Su Yiyi choke and she didn't know how to respond.
Of course Su Yiyi knew that Su Zhenzhen would not get pregnant now, and their child in their previous life was not born within a year of their marriage.
Prince Jin Rong Jinyu felt very happy when he heard Su Yiyi's subtle flattery of him. It was worth it that although he didn't like her very much, she had good skills, so he would go to her once or twice a month. What's more, Su Yiyi was also pregnant.
He looked at Rong Jinchen calmly, "Fourth brother, do you need me to give you a prescription?" As for what the prescription was, it was self-evident. But Rong Jinchen remained unfazed, his expression barely changing as he held Su Zhenzhen's hand. "My dear, Qingqing and I haven't had enough of our own world yet. Besides, even if we don't have children, don't we still have my brother? He'll give your child to us to take care of us in our old age, right?" He smiled as he spoke, giving Rong Jinyu goosebumps.
Thinking that his son had to call the annoying Rong Jinchen "Dad", Rong Jinyu suddenly felt hopeless! He forced a smile and said, "Fourth brother and his wife are still young. Children are fate. What is meant to come will come." Damn it, instead of disgusting him, he disgusted himself.
Time passed very slowly, and it was finally time for dinner. Everyone washed their hands and took their seats.
Prince Jin Rong Jinyu originally wanted to sit at the head of the table, but when he saw Rong Jinchen sitting down next to Su Zhenzhen very naturally, he slowly asked a question?
Adhering to the principle of losing the battle but not the battle, he also sat above Su Yiyi, while Su Qiyang naturally sat firmly in the main seat.
The people in the Su Mansion admired their master like a surging river, endless and heartfelt. Only their master could let the two princes sit below him.
As usual, Rong Jinchen first served Su Zhenzhen a bowl of stewed ham pork elbow. Su Yiyi was a little dazed. She couldn't possibly expect Prince Jin Rong Jinyu to serve her soup or pick up some dishes.
Thinking back to her past life, Qingyuan Hou's second son Song Zhi, he would also help her prepare dishes and draw eyebrows, but...
The last lunch seemed very awkward, but in fact it wasn't that awkward. Everyone was thick-skinned and finished it calmly. They were in the mood to do their own things and nothing went wrong.
The Lantern Festival is here in the blink of an eye.
Su Zhenzhen was wearing a honey-colored brocade jacket, a light purple satin cloak with white fox fur lining, and a bun on her head. She had two simple white jade hairpins on her head, one of which was a crabapple flower hairpin made by Rong Jinchen himself.
She simply wore a warm jade bracelet on her hand, and also wore a red bean bracelet woven by Rong Jinchen and a jade pendant he gave her.
Su Zhenzhen looked at herself, which was covered with gifts bought or made by Rong Jinchen himself, and smiled sweetly, "Husband, I am covered with gifts from you." As expected, he loves to play miracles, right, Zhenzhen?
Rong Jinchen wore a moon-white brocade robe with cloud patterns and a crown on his head. The corners of his mouth raised a curve, "Qingqing, I want you to be mine inside and out." Su Zhenzhen couldn't help but spit at him, her eyes moving, very touching. "Don't be so joking."
She was holding the man's hot big hand in one hand, holding a copper gilt flower sea beast playing with baby hand warmer in the other, and was wearing very warm clothes.
The two men rode in a carriage to Chang'an Avenue, the capital's busiest thoroughfare. On Lantern Festival day, there was no curfew, and the streets were ablaze with lights. Exquisite and colorful lanterns lined the streets, and the crowds bustled, their faces beaming with joy. The guards maintaining security stood on high alert, fearing any mishaps.
The bright moon hanging high in the sky is pure and flawless, dimming the surrounding stars. The moonlight illuminates the earth, which is very cold, but because of the Lantern Festival, it adds a touch of human fireworks.
When passersby saw the tall man wearing a valuable fox fur cloak reaching out to pick up the stunning beauty who was leaning out of the carriage, they were stunned for a moment and took a breath, but then they saw the man's handsome face with clear edges and couldn't help but sigh that they were a perfect match.
Then he saw the guards and servants around the carriage, and because of the bright moonlight tonight he could see the sign hanging on the carriage, and then he realized that this was His Royal Highness the Prince of Yan and His Majesty the Princess of Yan.
Even though they had never seen the true appearance of His Royal Highness the Prince of Yan and His Royal Highness the Princess of Yan, they had heard of this divine couple!
Especially the deep affection of His Royal Highness the Prince of Yan (love-brained). They still remember vividly the fireworks display in the capital on the seventh day of the eleventh month, the birthday of the Princess of Yan!
Su Zhenzhen saw people in the crowd traveling with their families. Fathers were holding their young children in their arms, holding their older children or wives by the hands, and the whole family was having a great time. There were also young men and women who were out for fun tacitly. Su Zhenzhen was quite happy watching them at the intersection of Chang'an Avenue.
I even want to say something poetically: This is the world!
Just as I was about to hold the hand of the man beside me and prepare to go for a stroll on Chang'an Avenue, I heard his low, slightly sour voice: "Qingqing, are you remembering something?"
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