Every time I wear it quickly, there are always big guys giving it away.

Listen to the bamboo waterside pavilion.

The Crown Prince's Consort, who had nothing to do and was out for a walk, looked at the clumps of green bamboo in front of her and suddenly felt like reciting a poem: "The bamboos sway and their shadows cover the secluded window—"

She had a bit of a literary complex and had been influenced by books and writing at home. As soon as she felt this interest, before she could finish her next line, a burst of laughter came from somewhere.

She curiously leaned towards the source of the sound, but was blocked by a wall. "I wonder what happened in there? It's so noisy——"

Seeing this, the two maids who were familiar with the layout of the palace replied: "That is the Qingfeng Courtyard..."

The prince's courtyard is close to the main courtyard, with superior geographical conditions. The courtyard is also decorated exquisitely and elegantly, which is very consistent with the prince's status and style.

The courtyards of the second and third young masters are a little off the beaten track, but they are larger. The second young master's courtyard is just a little bigger, while the third young master's courtyard is as big as the courtyards where the two princes live.

When choosing the courtyard, the prince cared about the location, while the third son cared about the size. Before moving into the courtyard, Zhou and the third son successively invested money to decorate it carefully.

It is said that Qingfengyuan has pavilions, waterside terraces, rockery and gardens, and is not much different from a private residence.

The Crown Prince's Consort slowly walked closer and looked up. A lifelike kite flying in the wind slowly flew over the top of the wall, flying higher and higher.

Xue Xin saw the Crown Princess staring at the sky in a trance and suggested: "Although we missed the early spring outing, it's also nice to fly a kite in late spring!"

In early spring, the Crown Prince had planned to take the Crown Princess out for an outing, but the Crown Princess caught a cold and the plan was shelved.

This is also the first time that the Crown Princess has left the yard after recovering from her illness. Xue Xin suggested flying a kite to make the Crown Princess feel better.

"how?"

A clear male voice came over, and if you listen carefully, you can detect infinite doting in the words.

"Husband..." The woman raised her head and clapped her hands excitedly, "Let it go higher..."

The Crown Princess stopped and listened carefully to the conversation that came floating down the wind. The little interest that had been aroused by Xue Xin was gone, and she looked down at her reflection on the water.

The figure was thin, and his eyes no longer had the liveliness and vitality they once had.

She did not let her mother down. She kept the prince's courtyard in perfect order and the servants were obedient to her.

"What's the point?" she said to herself.

The beautiful emotions of anticipation, happiness, shyness, etc. at the beginning of a marriage disappeared completely as one maid after another was promoted to concubine.

Her mother taught her how to manage the backyard and manage the household chores, but she failed to teach her how to win her husband's heart.

She could only watch her husband being shared by more and more women, and the backyard was filled with beautiful girls from all over.

Fortunately, there are many rules in the palace, and before she gives birth, the concubines and aunts cannot give birth.

Otherwise, with the frequency with which the prince ran to the backyard, illegitimate sons and daughters would have popped out one after another.

The Crown Prince is indeed the same type of person as the Second Young Master, but they are not completely similar.

The second young master is fickle and amorous, while the crown prince is fickle and heartless.

He still went to her room on the first and fifteenth of every month, but only on these two days. It was as if the consideration and warmth he had shown before no longer existed.

Xue Xin knew the Crown Princess's knot, and was anxious in her heart, so she could only support her and walk back slowly: "Crown Princess, do you remember what the Madam said before?"

Love is nothing but a mirage. Only by sitting firmly in the position of mistress can you have the last laugh.

The Crown Princess was a smart person. She managed to cheer herself up, smiled and patted Xue Xin's hand, "I understand. Let's go back."

The wind in late spring is very chilly!

******

In the front yard, a pretty girl in a smoky purple dress walked across the courtyard surrounded by a crowd of people.

Chen Jia's gaze moved from her bright and elegant face to her hands. Yes, her hands were pulling her husband in a coquettish manner.

Although the husband looked impatient, he did not pull it apart immediately, which was indulgence.

Chen Jia twisted her handkerchief, trying not to show a sad expression. Her mind was full of mixed thoughts as she wondered about the girl's identity. Was she her childhood sweetheart, or her husband's sweetheart?

No matter which identity she was, it made her sad.

Seeing his lovely wife standing in a daze not far away, looking at him with anger and resentment, Xi Changkong knew that she was overthinking it. He felt a little anxious, but also a little happy.

He was even less patient with his own sister, and pulled her hand down, "Let go."

Xi Changan stamped his feet in anger, "Third brother——"

She has always had a bad temper. Apart from her own brother, she can get angry with anyone else!

"Where are you going?" He locked his eyes on her from a distance in the crowd. Chen Jia saw him calmly walking through several figures. She lifted her skirt and was about to step back, but he grabbed her wrist and pulled her to stand beside him.

Chen Jia couldn't break free from him in public, but didn't want to pay attention to her, so she could only turn her head away and not look at her.

Xi Changkong smiled and leaned over to whisper, "What's wrong? Are you jealous?"

Chen Jia was furious, pushed him a bit, and argued softly: "No, I didn't—"

This guy’s breasts are so hard that her hands hurt from pushing him!

"Okay, I won't bother you anymore!" He took her hand and rubbed it a few times, then explained seriously: "She is my sister Chang'an."

Chen Jia's complexion improved, but he blushed because he had made a mistake and was speechless for a long time.

"Oh..." She was extremely embarrassed and raised her handkerchief to cover her face, not wanting him to see her embarrassment, "Don't look at me..."

"My wife is like the bright moon. I will never forget her. No one else will be worthy of my attention—"

He leaned close to her and whispered sweet words of love.

Chen Jia's ears also turned red now. She couldn't help but take off her handkerchief and looked at him shyly with her watery almond eyes, which were full of complete joy and undisguised affection.

Xi Changkong's heart skipped a beat. He knew that from this moment on, he could never escape again!

He always prided himself on being rational and calm, and never had any emotional ups and downs.

From the first moment I saw her, my heart was no longer under my control.

Xi Changkong watched himself sinking deeper and deeper day by day with clear eyes, and discovered sadly that he did not want to stop it.

"Even if my youth and beauty fade away?" She seemed not to believe it and began to doubt.

"To grow old together with my wife is what a husband could never wish for." Xi Changkong gave his true feelings without hesitation.

What a wonderful thing it would be to grow old together. He was looking forward to it but also full of worries.

God, please let me get what I want!

Chen Jia didn't know that her casual question would cause such mixed emotions in the person beside her.

Her mind has always been simple, she believes whatever her husband says!