Back to the day I married my second wife, I turned around and married my ex-husband's uncle

As he was speaking, another painting was hung down from the second floor. Large patches of golden osmanthus flowers bloomed before his eyes. A woman in a golden dress flew out gracefully, and with a twist of her slender wrist, osmanthus flowers fell all over the sky.

The rich aroma swept over me.

The wine poured out of the wine jug actually turned into the fragrance of osmanthus. Jiang Ningwan was shocked and couldn't help but open the wine jug to take a look.

There are actually twelve mechanisms in this small jade pot. Different liquors are placed in each compartment, and only one cup of each type can be poured.

As the twelve flower gods appeared one after another, mist swirled out from behind the screen, and it really felt like being in a fairyland. It was so beautiful that people couldn't bear to make a sound for fear of ruining this beauty.

The pavilion is full of mechanisms, and a huge banner landscape painting is unfolded. Mountains are stacked up, shrouded in clouds and mist, and the twelve flower gods are suspended in mid-air, shining brightly, forming a huge picture of the twelve flower gods.

It’s breathtakingly beautiful!

At that moment, Jiang Ningwan finally understood why so many people wanted to attend the Jinghong Pavilion banquet.

After the Dance of the Twelve Flower Gods, there are many novel performances. Most of them use real people and real objects to paint a huge painting or calligraphy, with ink-splashed mountains and rivers, small bridges and houses, all of which are vivid and shocking.

The banquet ended late at night and Jiang Ningwan returned to the Prince Chu's Mansion, still savoring the experience.

I couldn't help but ask Qin Shuangchi, "There's never been a performance like this before even in the palace. Why doesn't Jinghong Pavilion hold these performances in places with more people?"

“It allows more people to see and appreciate it.”

I feel sad that I can’t bring my friends to enjoy it together.

Moreover, the Jinghong Pavilion Night Banquet can only be attended by invitation, and it is not certain whether she will have the chance to watch it again.

Qin Shuangchi thought for a moment and replied, "You also think this kind of performance is unique, which shows that the person who arranged it put a lot of thought into it. The reason they invited only the most talented people in Kyoto is probably because they were afraid that it would be stolen."

"Most of the people invited are people of high moral character and integrity. Gentlemen of good character would never steal those performances."

"The owner of this Jinghong Pavilion is a man of unique ingenuity, not motivated by wealth."

Hearing this, Jiang Ningwan nodded thoughtfully, "I see."

"I would like to meet the owner of Jinghong Pavilion."

Such ingenuity must be a woman.

……

The cold is getting heavier in winter.

The yard was deserted, so Jiang Ningwan specially bought some flowers that could survive winter and planted them in the yard.

In the window of the room, Qin Shuangchi sat on a chair and looked through the military book in his hand, but he could not calm down, and his eyes looked uncontrollably towards the yard outside the window.

"Plant this here!" Jiang Ningwan directed the servants to work.

In just one morning, the deserted yard was suddenly filled with blooming flowers. The newly planted wintersweets in the yard were emitting a refreshing fragrance, which was refreshing.

"Ning Wan."

"Hmm?" Jiang Ningwan turned around.

"drink water?"

Jiang Ningwan walked over and looked at the tea Qin Shuangchi handed over. She stretched out her muddy hands and said, "My hands are dirty."

As she spoke, she leaned forward with her arms on the windowsill and took a sip.

Seeing some snacks on the table, she pointed.

"I want to eat that."

Qin Shuangchi picked up a piece and fed it to her.

Jiang Ningwan took a bite, but accidentally bit his fingertip. The moment her teeth passed by, Qin Shuangchi's whole body stiffened.

"Madam, can you look over here?" Xiao Lan was holding a large pot of flowers, blocking his view, and shouted to Jiang Ningwan.

Jiang Ningwan was startled, then took another quick bite, inevitably biting his finger. She finished the snack and quickly ran to see, "I'm coming."

But Qin Shuangchi stood there in a daze, his fingertips feeling warm and numb.

Taking advantage of the lack of work in winter, Jiang Ningwan tidied up the Prince Chu's Mansion. As the New Year approached, lights and decorations were hung, adding some liveliness and joy to the cold mansion.

After treating Qin Shuangchi for more than a month, the backlash of the Nine-Revolution Shengyuan Pill had almost disappeared.

Jiang Ningwan also had another hobby, which was to dress Qin Shuangchi up the way she liked every day, watching him become more energetic day by day, no longer sick, and in a very good mood.

There was more laughter in the mansion.

That morning, when I opened the window, I saw heavy snow all over the sky.

What meets the eye is a vast expanse of white. Everything is covered in white, and the world becomes clean overnight.

Seeing the thick snow outside, Jiang Ningwan immediately ran out of the room and broke into the study next door.

"Your Majesty, it's snowing."

Seeing Qin Shuangchi already sitting by the window admiring the snow, Jiang Ningwan immediately stepped forward and pushed the wheelchair, "Go outside and take a look."

"No..." Before she could finish her words, Jiang Ningwan pushed her out of the room.

He never had the final say on such matters.

He was pushed into the yard too quickly, and the thick snow caused the wheelchair to get stuck, causing Qin Shuangchi to almost fly out of the wheelchair.

Fortunately, he held on to the wheelchair tightly and sat steadily on it.

"It's snowing so heavily." Jiang Ningwan was immersed in the heavy snow and didn't notice anything.

He let go of the wheelchair and started walking in the snow. The thick snow creaked as he stepped on it, and he danced happily in the snow.

Qin Shuangchi sat quietly in the snow, like a painting.

Lichun brought hot tea and was about to hand it to the prince.

Jiang Ningwan happened to raise her hand and strike the tree trunk with her palm. Her internal force turned into a gust of wind that shook the trunk, and the heavy snow on the branches fell down.

Qin Shuangchi was too close to avoid being hit on the head by the snow, and Li Chun was also startled, and the teacup in her hand fell and landed on Qin Shuangchi's legs.

"Your Highness! I'm sorry!" Li Chun exclaimed nervously.

Jiang Ningwan turned her head and saw that Lichun was a little panicked. She brushed the snow off Qin Shuangchi's shoulders and comforted him, "It's okay, Your Highness, just change your clothes. Your legs are numb and won't hurt."

During this period of treatment, I don’t know how many times I was bitten by poisonous snakes on my legs, but I never felt anything. I only felt pain after being poisoned.

Li Chun just breathed a sigh of relief.

Qin Shuangchi suddenly frowned and looked up at her, "My legs hurt a little..."

"It hurts?" Jiang Ningwan's eyes lit up, and she immediately squatted down and pinched his leg hard. "Does it hurt?"

"It hurts!" Qin Shuangchi gasped.

He hadn't felt pain in his legs for a long time, and the pain he suddenly felt was so clear and intense.

Jiang Ningwan was very excited, "Your legs have feeling now!"

Qin Shuangchi nodded, feeling mixed emotions. He had never felt pain so pleasurable.

"Can you try to stand up?" Jiang Ningwan looked at him excitedly and expectantly.

Qin Shuangchi felt a tightness in his heart and felt a little embarrassed.

But looking at Jiang Ningwan's expectant and determined eyes, he hesitated for a moment, then used his arms to support the wheelchair.

Trying to stand up.

Relying on the strength of his arms and waist, he slowly stood up, but he couldn't put the strength on his legs, fearing that he would fall down if he lost the strength in his hands.

Jiang Ningwan was nervous and ready to support him at any time. She watched him stand up little by little, her heart almost jumping out of her chest with excitement.

Qin Shuangchi's forehead veins bulged, and he used all his strength to support his body, not wanting to let her down.

But when he tried to move his legs with force, he couldn't bear the force and fell down violently.