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The third day of the wedding is the day when the prince and his wife return home.

Early in the morning, Xiyu had people pack up the items needed for returning home, and loaded several trucks of all sizes.

The two were newly married, and returning to the parents' home was a great joyous event.

Therefore, she couldn't wear something too plain today, so Chunshi gave her a maroon high-necked cheongsam with a pattern of butterflies and flowers.

She had her hair combed into a small bun with a silver chain and tassels, and a few silver hairpins and pearl flowers inserted on her head. Fearing that it was too plain, she also wore the Twin Begonia Glass Hairpin given by the Empress Dowager.

When she stood in front of Yinzhen dressed like this, there was actually a hint of surprise in his eyes.

This was the first time Xiyu left the palace after her marriage.

She sat in the carriage and looked at the familiar things on the street, and inexplicably felt as if she was in another world.

A hint of coolness fell on my face and melted away in the breath.

She sneezed, then turned back with joy to look at the man sitting behind her.

"Fourth Master, it's snowing!"

This is the first snow of this year!

She stared at Yinzhen with sparkling eyes, and her pink lips opened and closed, making people's throats itch.

"I heard that in Han Chinese customs, if a newly married couple goes out together on the first snow day, they will live in harmony and have many children."

Yinzhen withdrew his gaze from her face, picked up the slightly cool tea beside him and took a sip, suppressed the anger in his heart, and then spoke lightly.

"Only women would believe such nonsense."

What are you talking about? You have no emotional intelligence at all.

Xiyu rolled her eyes in her heart, but nodded and praised him flatteringly: "Fourth Master is still clear-headed."

"Less wind, and your mind will be clearer."

Yinzhen glanced at the little concubine whose nose was red, and continued to attack.

Xi Yu curled her lips quietly and pulled the curtain tightly. What should I do if I find a husband with very low emotional intelligence? Urgent!

Qi Xi: Be patient. Your life and spiritual power depend on him.

Yes! You are right!

Sure enough, my mind became much clearer after not having any wind.

She raised her standard smile again and asked about the Fourth Master's well-being along the way. Her spiritual power and life were tied to him, so she couldn't help but be considerate.

Ulanala Prefecture was not too far away, and a horse-drawn carriage could arrive there in less than half an hour.

The people in the mansion had received the news early and were waiting at the door, and Xiyu's four brothers were even more eagerly waiting.

After the carriage stopped, Yinzhen jumped down nimbly, and Xiyu could only follow anxiously behind him on the bottom of the flower pot.

There was snow on the steps, making them more slippery than usual.

She put her hand on Harushi's wrist, tensed her leg muscles, and gripped the bottom of the flowerpot tightly with her feet, fearing that she would be embarrassed when she returned home.

But unfortunately, things did not go as planned and she slipped.

Just when she was wondering whether to land on her butt or knees, a big hand wrapped around her waist and lifted her up into the air.

Even after she went down the stairs, she did not put it down and walked all the way to her father and mother.

The look in the eyes of Xiyu's fourth brother, Ulanala Jingtai, gradually softened from extreme dissatisfaction, and finally turned into admiration.

The Fourth Prince was quite sensible. It was worth it that his sister was willing to marry him even at the risk of being a widow for the rest of her life.

Everyone welcomed the two people into the house. A banquet was prepared in the mansion, and men and women sat separately.

After dinner, Xiyu was pulled into the house by her mother to have a private talk, while Yinzhen, accompanied by Jingtai, strolled around the yard where Xiyu lived before she got married.

"Hiss~ Fourth Master, please take care of it first. My stomach hurts a little."

The unreliable Jingtai ran away in a hurry, leaving Yinzhen alone in the yard to watch slowly.

He didn't know what he had eaten, and he had been feeling restless all day.

"The Fourth Master is accompanying the young lady to her parents' home today, so you must keep your mouth shut. If the Fourth Master knew that the young lady had a past relationship with Lieutenant General Niu Hulu of the Imperial Guards, the Lady would sell you all out!"

"Yes."

From the other side of the wall came the voice of an old maid scolding a few maids.

A sneer appeared on Yinzhen's lips, with endless coldness in his eyes.

What did you mean by covering your mouth tightly? Wasn't that just something you said on purpose for him to hear?

Do you really think that Aisin-Gioro Yinzhen is a jealous fool?

He suppressed the emotions in his eyes, walked to a pavilion nearby and sat down, rubbing the pattern on the cup with his fingertips.

... a lieutenant general of the imperial army, of similar age, from the Niuhulu family...

Could it be Zarsu?

As if he thought of something, Yinzhen raised his eyebrows, his eyes were deep, and a meaningful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Inside the house, Xiyu rested her head on her mother's arms, her face full of reluctance.

"Our Yaoyao is a grown-up girl now. Mother originally thought that you were going to marry her for..."

Hesheli suddenly stopped talking to prevent herself from saying anything sinister. Then a faint smile appeared on her face again, and she looked delighted.

"I didn't expect Yaoyao to be just as Master Dunkong of Baohua Temple said, a blessed child. Mother is very pleased and has asked your brother to go to Baohua Temple to offer incense and money, praying that everything goes well for you in the palace."

She stood up and took out a small, square package from under the dressing table.

"I didn't give you the things in here because I thought you wouldn't need them. Now I give them to you, and I hope you can make good use of them."

"What is it?"

Xiyu took the package and opened it directly. After seeing what was inside, she paused and a blush crept up her cheeks.

Oh! This is a good thing ~ ancient...

Qi Xi quietly poked his head out, his eyes shining.

The next moment, the snake's head, as thin as a little finger, was pressed into the sleeve.

Xiyu threw the thing aside as if she had picked up a hot yam, blushing, "Mother~you——"

"Good boy, this thing is very useful."

Hesheli gave her an ambiguous look, rewrapped the thing and stuffed it into her arms.

"It's a pity that you are in the palace and your mother can't be with you all the time. Although there are not many people in the Fourth Master's backyard, you still have to be careful..."

Hesheli said many words reluctantly, wishing she could pour all her thoughts and tactics in this life into Xiyu's mind.

When she went out with the things in her arms, Yinzhen had been waiting in the yard for a long time with a stern expression on his face.

It was getting late, and the two had to leave the house and return to the palace as soon as possible.

"Fourth Master, what's wrong?"

From Xiyu's yard to the carriage, Yinzhen had a sullen face the entire time.

Xiyu quietly pulled her brother's sleeve and pointed at the young man in front of her: What's going on?

Jingtai spread his hands: I don’t know.

Xiyu frowned: Haven’t you been with me all the time?

Jingtai covered his stomach and said: I went to the toilet and this happened when I came back.

Xiyu picked up a handkerchief and covered her eyes with it, indicating that she couldn't bear to watch.