Rebirth: Remarrying the Emperor's Uncle

Chapter 253 You Are Too Young (Part )
Ye Chang twisted his neck stiffly and looked towards the south window.

The prince and the mistress were neatly dressed, sitting at the Eight Immortals table, and the mistress had rouge on her face.

Hi, thinking too much!
Han Youning didn't understand what Ye Changwai was thinking, his face turned even redder, and he turned his eyes away to look out the window.

The corner of Zhao Chengyuan's mouth was slightly raised, and he said softly to the guard who was always smart and wrong, "Put things down and get out."

Ye Chang came back to his senses, and hurriedly walked over to put the three-piece bridal chamber suits on the tray one by one on the table of the Eight Immortals, and said thoughtfully, "My lord, shopkeeper Ding said that only the cabbage heart is raw in these half-cooked dumplings, and the rest are raw." The dumplings are already cooked, and the county lord will be fine if he eats them. After the county lord has taken a bite, you have to ask, my lord: Are the dumplings raw? The county lord..."

"Get out." Zhao Chengyuan interrupted him.

"Oh..." Ye Chang walked out with the tray in his arms. Halfway there, he couldn't help but turn his head and finish the rest of the sentence to Han Youning, "Master, you have to say hello!"

After finishing speaking, he ran out of the room and closed the door!
Zhao Chengyuan filled a bowl of Zaoshengguizi soup from a porcelain pot, and slowly stirred it with a spoon to dissipate the heat.

The room was quiet, save for the occasional sound of a spoon hitting a porcelain bowl.

Zhao Chengyuan's gaze softened already, for fear that she would be afraid again.

His voice was low and mellow with wine, "Since you are confused, then I will make it clear to you. Although you and I have been in love for a long time, I have never regarded you as a sister. This is Zaoshengguizitang, and this is Hejiu , I never thought of you eating from someone else's house. I said I wanted to marry you a few days ago, and I wasn't joking."

The red dates, peanuts, longan, and lotus seeds in the bowl contained two of each, neatly arranged in pairs.

Han Youjing watched quietly, they moved gently with Zhao Chengyuan's hand, extremely gentle.

After being surprised, flustered, and shy, my heart was tugging sullenly, and I couldn't tell what it was like.

Zhao Chengyuan never regarded her as his younger sister, so how did he manage to watch her and Zhao Chen lightly, watching them get married.

Just because she said that she wanted to marry the most gentle man in the world, he made it possible for them.Just because she wanted to see him when they got married, he hurried back to the capital to drink their wedding wine.

She vaguely remembered that she followed Zhao Chen and Han Qingwan and worshiped the heaven and the earth.When she was sent into the new house, there was a voice of greetings from behind her, "Uncle Seventh Emperor!"

There is also Zhao Chen's explanation, "I thought you couldn't come, but Chang Shi said that you don't know the date of return from traveling, and the wedding date is tight..."

She was surrounded by palace people at that time, and she didn't look back.

What is he talking about?

"Is she the eldest lady of Dingguo Duke's Mansion?" "Why isn't her wedding dress bright red?"

His voice was hoarse, as if sucking the rough and dry sand on the Gobi Desert.The sand has experienced thousands of years of harsh winds, exuding endless chill and wildness.

Zhao Chen replied, "It's the emperor's grandmother's order..."

She couldn't hear what Zhao Chengyuan said later, and she didn't bother to listen carefully.She never thought that this Seventh Emperor Uncle would have anything to do with her.

Han Youning looked at Zhao Chengyuan with teary eyes.

Zhao Chengyuan sighed lowly, took out the handkerchief and wiped her tears, "Why are you still crying? I have never seen you cry when I was drunk before." "But the wrist still hurts?"

With tears streaming down her face, Han Youning shook her head gently.

"Are you scared by what I said?" Zhao Chengyuan rubbed her hair and said with a light smile, "Silly girl, I told you to listen, and I am not forcing you to marry me now. You are still young, don't worry .”

Han Youning shook her head in tears, she didn't know how to tell him.

How did he know that they had missed a whole life, and in the end, Yin and Yang were separated, and now she is no longer a human being.

Zhao Chengyuan looked at the sadness in her eyes, but didn't understand where the sadness came from.

He put the cold porridge bowl in front of her, and coaxed, "Okay, if you don't want to mention the marriage right now, then don't mention it. If you want to eat early birth and precious son soup, this is it."

Han Youning picked up the spoon and ate it bit by bit with downcast eyes.

Although she had a wedding night in her bridal chamber in her previous life, no one fed her this early baby soup.No one asked her if the dumplings were raw or not.No one ate a bowl of heart-warming noodles with her.He drank together, and there was no one who drank with her arm in arm.

She used to be so painful and wronged, but how did she know that there was someone silently guarding her behind her, and accompanied her in sorrow.

She picked up the wine glass and said to Zhao Chengyuan, "Can I drink this wine?"

Zhao Chengyuan smiled helplessly and shook his head. He picked up the bamboo tube and poured it for himself, clinking glasses with her, "Drink as much as you want. But drink slowly."

He toasted and drank, but never took his eyes off her.

She held up the glass, drank it down again, and slapped the glass on the table proudly, "Good wine!"

After speaking, he softened his body and lay down on the table.

Zhao Chengyuan stretched his arm over and supported her, "Why are you disobedient?"

He hugged her by the waist, the girl in his arms limp into a ball, her face lay in his arms, sobbing softly, "My lord...why didn't you recognize me...don't tell me..."

Zhao Chengyuan stood there, looking at her deeply.

After a long time, Fang whispered, "You are still too young."

He carried her to the side of the low couch, gently placed her on the couch, pulled off the quilt and covered her.

After doing this, he went back to the table of the Eight Immortals, took her bowl, and finished the bowl of Zao Sheng Gui Zi Geng.

He picked up a dumpling and took a bite, chewed and swallowed slowly, looked at the small ball on the bed, and said, "Raw."

After that, he laughed at himself, picked up the bamboo tube and poured himself a drink.

Sandalwood is burning in the room, entangled with silk, with a soothing compassion.

The dark purple bamboo tubes were empty one after another, and the alcohol in the phoenix eyes became a little stronger.

The wind and snow outside the window drifted into his eyes, a scene of sadness and desolation.

Ye Chang's voice came from outside the door, "My lord, Manager Wu is asking to see you."

With a flick of Zhao Chengyuan's hand, a hidden compartment opened on the wall, and all the empty bamboo tubes fell into it, and then closed again, leaving no trace.

He raised his hand in the direction of the bed again, and the wind passed by, the curtains on both sides of the bed spread out, enveloping the person on it.

His eyes were clear, and he said softly, "Come in."

The door opened, and Ye Chang led Wu Jian in.

Behind Wu Jian was a row of little eunuchs, holding various boxes and gift boxes in their hands.

Wu Jian bowed and walked in front of Zhao Chengyuan, knelt down and kowtowed: "My servant congratulates the prince on his birthday."

Zhao Chengyuan drank the wine, hummed lightly, "Get up."

Wu Jian smiled and thanked En and got up, "The servant is here to give you a birthday gift, the lord, according to the order of the emperor and the empress dowager. The empress dowager said, let you enter the palace for lunch, and the empress asked the imperial dining room to prepare your favorite meals."

　Two, seven or eight o'clock later?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)