a little painter

Chapter 68

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The voice was so low that it was almost imperceptible, but Liu Ziqing still heard it, and responded in the same soft voice: "En, are you back." The words were brisk, as if overflowing with the joy of the speaker.

They didn't look at each other, but the two laughed at the same time in a tacit understanding.Sometimes, when people who love each other are together, there is no need to say much, just a few glances, and it is all happiness.

At this moment, Chu Hui only felt that her mind was blank. She stared at today's newlyweds, not wanting to leave her eyes for a moment. She knew that although she walked slowly, she would definitely walk into Liu Ziqing's world firmly. , just like the previous painting, the boatman who was going down the water without wind or oars, but saw the back of the woman on the shore, so he decided to go to the shore.

Realizing that someone was sitting next to her, Liu Ziqing, who had always been calm, became nervous after a while, thinking about what her mother secretly said to her the night before, and what might happen next, the hijab-covered person became red all the time face.

But after a long time, the shame gradually receded, but the man didn't move any more. Listening carefully, it seemed that Chu Hui had been secretly laughing, "What are you laughing at? Don't you take off your hijab? Is Brother Chu going to keep doing this? "The tone was mixed with reproaches that even Liu Ziqing himself could not have expected.

Chu Hui didn't think about it, only knew what Liu Ziqing said, so he subconsciously did something, carefully picked up the scale and lifted the hijab, as if treating a treasure, for fear of breaking the dream, waiting to see the bright eyes and kindness in front of him, a little makeup The woman embraced the whole world in her eyes according to her heart.

Thus, Liu Ziqing, who had just seen Chu Hui, fell into a not generous but safe embrace in a second.Smelling the faint scent of wine on Chu Hui's body, he thought to himself that this person must have drunk too much for the wedding banquet. I wondered if it would be uncomfortable, so he said with a little worry: "Brother Chu, I asked the kitchen to prepare some food for you. Some hangover soup, let the maidservant bring it."

Seeing that the person in his arms wanted to break free, Chu Hui hurriedly said, "I'm not drunk, I'm not drunk, Ziqing, I'm sober now."

How can a sober person emphasize this so much? Liu Zi lightly held back the smile at the corner of his mouth, pretending to be serious and said, "Oh? Since he is not drunk, brother Chu still doesn't let go, and the wedding ceremony is not over yet." Second brother Qian's plan, Liu Ziqing sent those maidservants away early, but her mother repeatedly told her to follow the rules and every step was indispensable. I don't know when to hold it.

After hearing this, Chu Hui shook his head quickly, "I'm drunk, I'm really drunk, I can't move."

Facing this foolish person, Liu Ziqing really couldn't laugh or cry, no matter, no matter, since meeting Chu Hui, how many times have he followed the etiquette, let alone marrying her who is also a woman, and hugging her at this moment It's what I really want for my own Chu Hui to hold his hand for the rest of his life.

"Zi Qing, that's great."

"Well, it's very good."

"Ziqing, there are always people in my hometown who say that there are four joys in life: 'When there is a long drought and sweet rain, when you meet an old friend in a foreign country. The night of the bridal chamber, when you are named on the gold list.' But as far as I am concerned, I don’t know the way and don’t seek wealth , there is a definite number of poverty in the world. I can only see the people in front of me, and I only know what I want. You may not be able to imagine how far I came to you from. I have experienced many things in the past. I have traveled a long way, but when I met you, I want to abandon the past, everything, just want to be with you, no hometown, no old friends, only you, only you are my answer."

Chu Hui, who was not good at words in the past, and even avoided her because of his status, suddenly said such words. Although Liu Ziqing didn't quite understand the deep meaning, he only felt a warm happiness rippling around him.What does it matter what it means?It's good to know it's you.

The red candle was about to burn out, the bright moon outside the window was hidden in a cloud of mist, the guests were all dispersed, and there was only silence in the courtyard.

After a while, Chu Hui seemed to suddenly think of something, let go of the man in his arms, squeezed the corner of his clothes, and said hesitantly, "Ziqing, why do you still call me Brother Chu?"

Liu Zi narrowed his eyes slightly, hiding the smile in his eyes, "Then according to Brother Chu, what should I call you?"

"I, um, haven't I already paid my respects?"

"Huh?" I wanted to tease him more, but seeing Chu Hui who showed his daughter's demeanor, Liu Ziqing finally couldn't help but bow his head and smile.

Vermilion lips parted lightly: "Husband, it's good for me to call you like this"

"Okay." Chu Hui immediately bent his eyebrows with a smile, and said solemnly: "Qing'er, my heart belongs to you."

Already awake from the wine, he didn't know he was in a dream, the young man sighed contentedly, couldn't help holding up his sweetheart's face, and kissed it gently.

On the other side, Yong'an and Shen Yun'er, who were pretending to be the prince, left the courtyard, and bid farewell to Liu Shangshu and the guests early on the grounds of sending the prospective princess back home.The purpose of this trip has been achieved, thinking about what I saw just now, it seems that there will be unexpected gains.The news of the private friendship between the crown prince and Zhongyi Boyizi will surely spread throughout the capital tomorrow, and the flattery and flattery in the banquet are harsh to the ear, so it would be better to build up some relationship with Shen Yun'er.

But when he caught a glimpse of Shen Yun'er who was sitting in the carriage together, but was far away from him, who was sitting upright and didn't dare to make a sound, Yong'an couldn't help but sighed softly with his hands on his forehead. It seemed that the plan of chasing his wife was still a long way to go.

Thinking of Chu Hui's four-character motto "Treat her with sincerity", Yong'an decided to listen to this little painter for once. After all, they are the ones who plan to be tied together forever, so why not give Shen Yuner her sincerity first?So he slowly moved to her side, only to see that there was no surprise on her face, and Yong'an was even more depressed, and he spoke with anger: "Why? Is this palace really that scary?"

Shen Yun'er is only the daughter of a little Hanlin enshrined, she is raised in a deep boudoir on weekdays, has she ever seen the emperor's relatives?Now that she has become a princess-to-be, surrounded by many flatterers and ironic remarks, she is already in a state of fear and at a loss, but she meets a princess who says she likes herself, who is also a woman.One side is the crown princess, and the other side is Princess Yong'an's son-in-law. How can there be such absurd things in the world?

Shen Yun'er was puzzled, she only thought that the princess wanted to compete with her prince brother on a whim.But the development of things is always out of people's control. Since the princess confessed to her last time, every time Shen Yun'er saw Yong'an, although she was afraid, her heart beat inexplicably faster. Feeling warm, there is an illusion of getting along with her fiancé-in-law.

Shen Yun'er in such a state of mind felt even more aggrieved when she heard Yong'an's scolding words, she was about to shed tears.

Although Yong'an has been able to handle the two identities of prince and princess in these years, and has a faint majesty in dealing with people and things, he has never made any girl cry. Facing Shen Yun'er who is about to cry, Yong'an has no clue for the first time. How to be a good burn.

"You, don't cry, I'm scary, can't I be scary?" Yong'an raised his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of Shen Yun'er's eyes, but he never dared to touch her face. He just hung in the air and didn't let it go.

"Tofu naoer, tofu naoer", on the only way to Shen's mansion, there is a night market, the lights are on for a long time, pedestrians come and go, amidst the bustling voices, an old man selling tofu naoer The voice is especially loud.