Chapter 147 Romantic Man
Midnight.
The red candles in the house flickered, the fragrance in the goose pear tent was warm and sweet, and the sound of firecrackers outside the house was endless.
Su Zhenzhen was carried out by Rong Jinchen. Her delicate and charming face was pink and tender. She buried herself in the man's arms, refusing to see anyone. Rong Jinchen was refreshed. He sat on the bed and gently placed her in the quilt.
The girl buried her little face in the quilt and refused to look at the big bad wolf behind her.
"Qingqing, don't you want to see the gift?" Rong Jinchen was a little embarrassed. He hadn't controlled himself just now, but it was not his fault. Su Zhenzhen snorted in a wronged voice, even angry at her! "You're bad." Bad guy. She was having a great time looking for a gift, how could this happen.
The tips of her fair ears had turned red like agate. "Stinky man, humph." Rong Jinchen picked her up and held her in his arms, then took out a red envelope from under the large red feather satin pillow she was resting her head on.
Su Zhenzhen whined like a little piglet, so adorable, and even nudged herself into Rong Jinchen's arms. Suddenly, she heard the man's low and gentle voice, and her ears tingled for a moment. "Qingqing, don't you want to see the New Year's gift I prepared for you?" She felt as if her heart was being scratched by a cat's paw, itching. She raised her fluffy and messy little head, "New Year's money?"
Su Zhenzhen reached out to take it, her eyes slightly shining. She had been receiving New Year's money here for fifteen years, and she didn't expect to receive New Year's money after getting married.
She opened the red envelope and saw, wow, a silver note for 1,000 taels. "Thank you, my husband." His pocket money must have been gone. Since they got married, she had given him 1,000 taels of silver every month, and she had given him 2,000 taels during the New Year.
But Rong Jinchen often took her out for delicious meals, and after his shifts, he would bring her small gifts like earrings, hairpins, or trendy snacks and preserved fruits. Previously, for her birthday, the entire city had set off fireworks, and now he was giving her a thousand taels of silver in a red envelope. This man's coffers must be empty, right?
Thinking of this, she smiled sweetly, "My husband is so good to me." She pouted her lips and kissed him. He kept holding her so tightly that she fell into his arms, panting.
Rong Jinchen pursed his lips, his dark eyes smiling, his breathing quickened. "Qingqing, look carefully again." There's something else inside. Hearing this, Su Zhenzhen extended her slender, white jade fingers and dug into the red envelope, pulling out two delicate red strings with two small red beans on them.
The girl's snow-white cheeks turned slightly red. It's over, Su Zhenzhen thought, they were just being intimate, why is she still blushing?
Red beans are a symbol of lovesickness. This man is really too romantic. Or is it because he reads too many novels and makes rapid progress?
Su Zhenzhen's eyelashes fluttered as she gazed at the red beans and red string in her hand. The beans had been specially preserved, and the sight of them was truly endearing. "My dear husband, with a husband like this, what more could a woman ask for?" How could she be so lucky? To have met a man in ancient times who pampered her like a treasure.
Rong Jinchen was so moved by her tears that he was about to take the opportunity to propose some conditions to benefit himself, but when he saw the little pearl she dropped, he suddenly panicked.
His big, bony hands cupped her little face, "Qingqing, don't cry." He lowered his head and kissed away the tears from the corners of her eyes, feeling so heartbroken.
The man tonight was too gentle. Su Zhenzhen couldn't help but speak her mind, "Husband, I feel that I am so selfish. You love me so much, but I just like you." She liked that he was nice to her, but she didn't want to give him too much sincerity.
Rong Jinchen sighed helplessly, and before she could react, he smiled dotingly and said, "My dear, it was love at first sight. I was the first one to fall in love with you, and I am ready to love you more than you love me for the rest of my life. Don't worry, I am happy with it and will enjoy it." His idea at the beginning was to take it by force, and he was prepared for her to not like him.
Now, less than a year has passed and Qingqing has fallen in love with him and confessed her love to him, which proves that he is very outstanding.
They still have a lifetime in the future, so Rong Jinchen should be too confident that Qingqing will fall in love with him sooner or later.
What's more, he knew that Qingqing was so anxious when she saw him sick. If Rong Jinchen didn't want her to be anxious all the time, he would have wanted to pretend to be sick all the time.
I feel a little regretful when I think about it. It feels so good to lie in Qingqing's arms.
After hearing the man's words, Su Zhenzhen first hooked her arm around his neck and nibbled his lips. Then, she tied the two red bean-shaped strings to their hands, bit her lip, and pulled a red envelope from under Rong Jinchen's large red feather satin pillow. "Here, this is your New Year's money." She also felt that she had no good gifts for him. Su Zhenzhen was not a girl who was good at romance.
Rong Jinchen was extremely happy now. He and Qingqing were indeed in tune with each other. Moreover, he had never received a red envelope since his mother passed away.
Although his father loved him and sent gifts and rewards to the border in an endless stream, he would not send him a red envelope.
The man's eyes were hot, he opened the box and took a look. Inside were ten silver notes of one thousand taels each. Su Zhenzhen added in a sweet voice: "Husband, this is pocket money I give you. The ten silver notes mean that you are a perfect husband in my heart." The girl's eyes were as bright as stars, burning the man's heart and making his heart beat faster.
Because the two of them had a deep heart-to-heart talk tonight and the atmosphere was just right, Su Zhenzhen agreed to his request for the first time, and the two of them were particularly enthusiastic about learning.
The dark sky was turning pale, and Gu Heng's voice rang out from outside the house: "Your Highness, the grand court meeting."
Rong Jinchen was about to go to bed. He had not wanted to go at first, but he remembered the strange atmosphere between his father and the Crown Prince yesterday, and he was asked to attend the ancestral temple sacrifice with the Prince of Jin and the Crown Prince...
After a moment of silence, he pressed the bell beside the bed in his pajamas. The room was dimly lit by candlelight, and Gu Heng came in carrying toiletries.
Su Zhenzhen had just closed her eyes when she heard the sound of the door being pushed open. She stretched out her arm in a daze and touched the man's strong waist. Her voice was lazy and charming, "Husband, where are you going?" Her brain was still not working.
Rong Jinchen leaned sideways with his head lowered, and whispered to comfort her: "My dear, go to sleep quickly. There is a big court meeting today and I have to go." In fact, he didn't want to go, alas.
Su Zhenzhen nodded subconsciously, then buried her head in his pillow and fell asleep.
Rong Jinchen looked at her disheveled little head with a tender gaze, reached out to touch her, and carefully tucked the quilt in for her before getting up to change his clothes.
It was already noon when Su Zhenzhen woke up. She had slept soundly and was exhausted, so she could hardly get out of bed.
When Baizhi and Luwu came in, they were shocked to see the princess with a rosy face but a look of despair in her eyes.
Did their queen take too much yang to replenish yin?
Su Zhenzhen's voice was hoarse and lazy: "Replenish your kidneys well today, I can't take it anymore." It turns out that women can't be soft-hearted towards men.
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