Born a phoenix? The husband I picked up is the young emperor

Chapter 2216

Both mothers issued orders that any son who dared to make his daughter-in-law unhappy should get out immediately.

Hong Que secretly poked Chi Shuang's waist and asked, "Does this count as a mother's status due to her son?"

Just as Chi Shuang's dimples appeared, Zheng Qiao'er reached out and tapped Hong Que's forehead. "Nonsense! Even if you can't get pregnant or have children, you're still a hundred times more precious to me than that naughty boy!"

Qin Fangfei was unwilling to be left behind. "I second the motion! I second the motion! If Shuang'er loses even a strand of hair, I'll twist off that naughty monkey's skull and use it as a ladle!"

Tang Xinghe and Ma Chuyang put their arms around each other's shoulders and laughed bitterly, "So we are the ones who were picked up."

The whole room erupted in laughter, shaking the young swallows from their nests on the beams so hard that they fluttered their feathers and chirped, "Gui! Gui! Gui!"

That day, Ma Chuyang really made Chi Shuang cry.

Because he quietly built a three-story house with a green-tiled hip roof, across the street from the Duke of Huguo's mansion.

Although the house is not big, it is elegantly built and is located on Yu'an Street, where every inch of land is valuable.

Ma Chuyang emptied his private purse but still lacked a thousand taels, so he had to bite the bullet and borrow some from his wealthy mother.

The title deed was signed only in the name of "Chi Shuang", and became his private property.

Most importantly, the small ancestral hall in the house had two shrines. The left shrine held a sandalwood tablet with black gold calligraphy, dedicated to Chi Shuang's biological parents. The right shrine held a longevity tablet inscribed with "the spirit tablet of my late brother Chi Yue."

Chi Shuang looked at this and cried until her eyes turned red.

Doesn’t she have money to buy a house?

That’s not the case. Chi Shuang is a rich man now.

In addition to the dowry given to her by her godmother Zheng Qiaoer, she also received the book "Qingqing Xianhua" written by her mother. Booksellers reprinted the book edition after edition, and money flowed into her hands.

She had no shortage of money or a house. She was touched that Ma Chuyang could do this for her.

What a heartfelt gesture! Which wife can openly offer the tablets of her parents and younger brother from her natal family in her husband's family?

This was a complete break of eight hundred years of ancestral rules. But Ma Chuyang did it anyway... Just for this sentiment, Chi Shuang felt that this man could be her lifelong companion.

Ma Chuyang coaxed, "Grandfather, please stop crying, okay? If Madam Huang sees this, she'll come and twist my ears again."

When Chi Shuang heard the name "Mrs. Huang," she couldn't help but burst out laughing, tears still streaming down her cheeks, a rare display of girlish delicacy. "That's all your fault. You did these things secretly to make me cry."

"Are you happy then?" The wind and frost did not leave many traces on Ma Chuyang's face, especially his eyes which were still dark, bright and sincere.

Chi Shuang nodded heavily, and before she finished her "joyful" sound, she had already thrown herself into his arms, her ten fingers tightly gripping his waist and back.

Ma Chuyang laughed in a huff, "Be gentle, my husband's badge is about to embed itself into my bones." But his palm pressed the back of her head even deeper, "How about giving you another happy gift?"

Chi Shuang raised her head from his arms, her eyes filled with stars. "Anything else?"

Ma Chuyang rubbed her wet eyelashes with his fingertips and whispered, "Then you have to promise not to cry."

Chi Shuang's heart pounded. She reached out to trace his brow bone, then suddenly went off topic. "Husband, I just realized how beautiful you are today."

Ma Chuyang gritted his teeth, a hint of pride between his teeth, "I've always been good-looking, you know you found a treasure?"

Chi Shuang smiled and nodded obediently, "Yes, I found a treasure." Her fingertips entwined with the black hair at the back of his head, "What other gift does my husband want to give me?"

Ma Chuyang's eyes sparkled. He suddenly leaned forward, his nose half an inch away from her lips. "Madam, guess..."