Let me be a concubine? I turned to someone else's arms

At noon, Xie Yun and Luo Qin went to visit the people from the second and third rooms one by one.

This time she was no longer a cousin, but Xie's wife. After paying her respects to everyone one by one, Li and Xi both gave her gifts. Li gave her a gold hairpin and Xi gave her earrings.

As brothers-in-law, Xie Cheng, Xie Qi and other gentlemen also gave Luo Qin gifts they had prepared in advance according to etiquette, and Luo Qin also returned all the gifts.

Afterwards, the entire Xie family gathered together and had lunch.

After finishing their work, the young couple returned to Lily Garden.

As soon as he entered the yard, Luo Qin immediately dropped his pretentious posture and clung to Xie Yun like a boneless person.

Xie Yun hugged her and asked in a good mood: "Is Ping'er tired?"

Luo Qin said angrily, "What do you think?"

I was so busy last night that not only did I feel uncomfortable all over, but when I got up early this morning, I had to go through all kinds of rituals and bow here and there. I was really tired.

Xie Yun raised the corner of his lips and picked the man up, "Blame me."

"oops."

Luo Qin was caught off guard when he picked her up. Her heart skipped a beat. She subconsciously wrapped her arms around his neck, and in panic she met Xie Jun's smiling eyes.

When Luo Qin thought about how this man was so energetic while she was suffering, she became even more furious. She raised her hand and patted his chest, "It's all your fault. You scared me again."

Xie Jun puffed out his chest and said, "Beat me, as much as you want, as long as Ping'er is happy."

Luo Qin hit him twice more and became even angrier, not for any other reason, but because his muscles were too stiff. If he hit him lightly, it would just tickle him, but if he hit him hard, his hand would hurt. However, he was not hurt at all.

Thinking of Xie Jun's muscles, Luo Qin thought of what he saw under the candlelight last night: pectoral muscles, abdominal muscles, and biceps. This man really has them. His martial arts training was not in vain.

Seeing that his little wife in his arms was angry, Xie Yun felt even better and walked into the house happily holding her.

Rufang, Wenyan and others retreated quietly and tactfully.

Luo Qin hooked her arms around the man's neck, buried her head in his chest, and listened to his strong heartbeat.

After a while, Luo Qin seemed to remember something, looked up at him, and said, "Boan, did you send someone to deliver the painting that Wang Wulang mentioned last night?"

"Not yet."

"Can I take a look?" Luo Qin blinked.

Xie Yun didn't stop moving at all and nodded, "Okay."

Now Luo Qin was happy again. Seeing this, Xie Jun bent down and kissed her forehead, his eyes full of doting.

The man took a step forward with his long legs, leaned over, put the little girl in his arms on the couch, sat down next to her, and then told Wu Yan to go to his study and get the painting.

A moment later, Wu Yan came over with a scroll of paintings.

Luo Qin took it excitedly, slowly unfolded the scroll, and couldn't help but exclaimed when he saw the contents clearly.

On the scroll, there was a picture of a snowy scene: in the midst of the flying snow, a branch of red plum blossom stood proudly against the snow and frost. There was a little white snow accumulated on the plum blossom, and the contrast between red and white was extremely beautiful.

The title of the painting next to it is "Searching for Plum Blossoms in the Snow", and with the addition of a poem about plum blossoms, it makes the artistic conception even more profound.

The signature is "Xue Zhongjun", with vigorous and powerful strokes and majestic momentum.

The entire painting is exquisite in both composition and brushwork, which is breathtaking.

No wonder Wang Zuo studied for so long and tried every possible way to get it. It is indeed a masterpiece.

Luo Qin leaned on her husband's arms, looked at the painting again and again, and then asked: "Boan, are you very reluctant to part with it?"

After all, I have treasured it for so long.

Xie Yun glanced at the painting, then looked at the person in his arms, and smiled, "It's OK. Compared to Ping'er's Flower Goddess painting, it's just average."

Ever since he painted Luo Qin's painting of the goddess of flowers and ladies, more and more paintings in his study were Luo Qin's paintings. This painting "Searching for Plum Blossoms in the Snow" had been put aside by him.

Luo Qin knew that Xie Jun was saying one thing and thinking another. Wang Xu liked this painting and named himself "Xunmei". But if Xie Jun didn't like it, why would he name his mount "Taxue"?

But in order to have his wedding night as soon as possible, he was really willing to do it.

Luo Qin couldn't help but laugh, put down the scroll, straightened her waist, turned her head and kissed Lang Jun's handsome face, then looked at him with a sweet smile, "Lang Jun has sacrificed so much for me, he deserves a reward."

Xie Yun refused to agree, "That's the reward?"

"What else do you want?" Luo Qin's eyes were charming and full of charm, and her voice was soft and touching.

Xie Yun's breathing suddenly became heavy, and he stared at her with burning eyes. His hands also began to become restless, groping and lingering on her body.

Just as he was about to probe the bulge in his chest, Luo Qin held him down and said angrily, "No, last night was too tiring."

Xie Yun had to suppress the charming thoughts in his mind, with a gloomy face, thinking to himself, before we got married, it was ok to be able to look but not eat, how come now that we are married, we still can look but not eat?

He was extremely depressed, but he didn't dare to disobey Luo Qin's wishes. He could only sigh helplessly and withdrew his hand dejectedly.

Luo Qin looked at his aggrieved expression and couldn't help laughing, "My dear, what's with that expression? Didn't you say you felt sorry for me?"

Xie Jun was still unhappy, with a pair of dark eyes staring at Luo Qin with a guilty conscience. She immediately said hesitantly: "Let's talk about it after I get better..."

After hearing this, Xie Yun's expression became a little better. He nodded and said, "Okay, I'll be waiting."

Luo Qin was speechless and quickly changed the topic to the painting, "Boan, should we send someone to deliver the painting now?"

"Yeah." Xie Yun nodded, hugged the person with one hand, and unfolded the painting with the other hand, looking at it again and again. In the end, he was a little reluctant, but still ordered Wu Yan to send the scroll to the palace.