On the wedding day, my wife was abnormal

On the bluestone pavement of Zhuque Street, an official sedan chair carried by eight people moved slowly forward in the morning mist. The cloth shoes of the sedan bearers rolled over the locust leaves that had not been swept last night, making a slight noise.

Xia Zhu looked at the people on the street pointing and talking through the green shark gauze curtain, and cold sweat broke out on the palm of her jade ring.

The scene of being taken away by Wang Chunsheng in Penglai County Court three days ago is still vivid in his mind, but now he is in Kyoto, about to face a joint trial by the three courts.

"Lord Xia, the Censorate has arrived." Wang Chunsheng's voice came from outside the sedan chair. The sound of his armored gloves knocking on the sedan chair pole startled the sparrows perched on the eaves.

Xia Zhu took a deep breath, stepped down from the carriage, and let the jailer remove the jade token from her official uniform, leaving only the mutton-fat jade ring bestowed upon her by the empress herself, which glowed warmly in the morning mist.

She knew that if Murong Yan did not take action, her political career would be completely over and she would never have a chance to turn things around.

So, she thought for a moment and said to Wang Chunsheng, "Sir Wang, could you please inform His Majesty?"

"Don't worry, Master Xia, the prince will know about this matter soon."

The implication is that you can do whatever you want, they are only responsible for the trial, but Lin Zhen and Murong Yan will give the orders personally.

Xia Zhu nodded and walked into the Censorate.

Wang Chunsheng went to the palace.

The hot spring villa of the palace is shrouded in misty water vapor. The half-acre hot spring pool is like a glass mirror embedded in the marble floor. The luminous pearls embedded in the bottom of the pool cast fine fluorescent light in the water, as if the Milky Way has fallen into the world.

The bronze slide twists and turns, and the auspicious beast at the top spews warm water from its mouth, forming a rainbow-like water curtain in the midday sun. The water droplets splash on the white marble railings by the pool, making a tiny tinkling sound.

Lin Zhen was shirtless, with the scars from the heart-eating insect faintly visible in the mist. He was holding little Chengyu, who was not even a year old, in his arms.

The child was wearing a red bellyband embroidered with a golden toad, and his chubby little hands, like lotus root nodes, were grabbing the scar on his father's chest. He smiled in a baby voice, "Daddy, it's smooth!"

Saliva dripped from the corners of his mouth, pulling out shiny silk threads in the sunlight, startling the canary on the wooden stand by the pool to flutter its wings.

"Good! Smooth! Smooth!" Lin Zhen rubbed his son's chubby cheek with the tip of his nose. His stubble made the child giggle. His little feet kicked in the air, and the golden toad on his bellyband sparkled in the sun.

He carried the child to the top of the slide. The auspicious beast's eyes were inlaid with pigeon-blood-red gems, shining seductively in the sunlight, as if it was about to take off into the air at the next moment.

Qingwen by the pool was wearing a moon-white organza bellyband. The gauze was as thin as mist, and it seemed to be invisible on her skin, faintly revealing her snow-white jade skin.

She knelt on the jade table and washed her hair. Her black hair fell like a waterfall. The pearl hairpin adorning her hair trembled slightly with her movements. Water droplets rolled down the ends of her hair and splashed tiny water halos on her snow-white shoulders. Her skin glowed like a pearl in the water vapor. There was a pool of clear water in the depression below her collarbone, which swayed gently with her breathing, and the edge of her bra on her chest was also stained with water.

"Husband, go slower!" Qingwen turned her head and reminded him. The jade bracelet on her wrist hit the water surface, making a clear sound, which made her wrist look even more slender and white.

She was combing her long hair with a mother-of-pearl comb. The fragrance of agarwood mixed with water vapor seeped into every strand of hair. The fragrance lingering in her hair blended with the warmth of the warm water in the pool, forming a faint circle of fragrant mist around her body.

The teardrop mole at the end of the eye is moistened by moisture and has a faint red hue, like a cinnabar plum blossom blooming in the snow. When she smiles, the corners of her eyes bend slightly, and the teardrop mole is hidden in the shadow of her eyelashes, adding a bit of charm to her young woman.

"It's fine!"

"Chengyu has just learned to crawl, don't let the water choke him." As she spoke, the skin on her neck stretched gently with the movement of her jaw. The delicate texture was so fine that you could almost see every tiny hair in the sunlight. The edge of the tube top at her collarbone was soaked with water, and the gauze was close to her skin, outlining her graceful shoulder line.

Lin Zhen looked back at his wife and saw that when she sat up straight, her moon-white gauze dress was soaked with water vapor, and the belt around her waist was loosened half an inch, revealing her slender waist. The skin under the gauze glowed warmly in the fluorescence of the night pearl, like a piece of mutton-fat jade soaked in warm water.

He smiled and tightened his arms, holding little Chengyu's butt with his palms: "Our son is a genius who can speak at four months old, so what does this little water mean?

Before he finished speaking, he had already slid down the slide with the child in his arms. The bronze slide glowed warmly in the sun. The laughter of the father and son mixed with the sound of flowing water, startling the koi carp living by the pond.

"Plop!" Water splashed everywhere, and little Chengyu's bellyband was instantly soaked, but he laughed even more happily. His chubby little hands slapped the water surface, and the splashing water droplets fell on Lin Zhen's battle scar, as if coating the old wound with a layer of crystal light.

He looked up at his father, his eyes curved into two crescents, and called out in a baby voice, "Daddy! Daddy!"

The sound shattered in the water vapor, startling the lotus lantern on the stone table by the pool and causing it to sway gently.

Qingwen was amused and laughed. She reached out to wipe the water off her son's face, and her fingertips ran across the child's chubby calves. The skin on the inside of his wrist was almost transparent in the sunlight, and the light blue veins could be seen.

Her nails were trimmed neatly and smooth, and painted with a light balsam juice. When her fingertips skimmed the water, the ripples cast swaying light and shadows on the soft flesh of her elbows. Her skin trembled slightly with her movements, like a piece of solidified fat melting in warm water.

"Look at you, you've become a water doll." As she spoke, her chest rose and fell gently with her breathing. The gauze at the edge of her tube top was stuck to her skin by the water, outlining a plump curve, which looked particularly soft in the water vapor.

Lin Zhen swam to the edge of the pool and looked at his wife's slightly red cheeks. Drops of water slid down her temples, passed over her delicate cheekbones, skimmed over her graceful jaw, and finally dripped into the depression below her collarbone.

He suddenly reached out to smooth her wet hair, and his fingertips touched the skin behind her ear, which was as delicate and smooth as silk, and had the warmth of agarwood fragrance.

"Wen'er, why does your husband find you so beautiful today?"

"Besides, if you are beautiful, why are you in Sister Wan'er's room every day?"

"This... that's for medical treatment."

"She needs treatment, but don't I need it too? Do you think I've been too well behaved lately and easy to bully?"

"No, no, how about I take you to play on the slide?"

Qingwen smiled and shook her head, but the pearl hairpin in her hair accidentally slipped and fell into the water.

She was about to stand up and look for it, but when she twisted her waist slightly, the gauze dress formed a graceful curve around her waist, the outline of her hips was faintly visible through the wet gauze, and her skin glowed with a healthy luster in the water.

Finally, she surfaced again, touched her face and said, "It's bad, husband, I can't find him."

Before she finished her words, she saw Lin Zhen dive into the water. The fluorescent light of the night pearl in the pool passed across his back, forming a flowing light band.

A moment later, he emerged from the water holding the hairpin. The water droplets hanging on the pearls were crystal clear in the sunlight, like a string of morning dew from the entire spring.

"Here you go." Lin Zhen shook his hair, and water droplets splashed on Qingwen's bellyband, earning her a coquettish roll of the eyes.

When she took the hairpin, the skin on the inside of her wrist touched his fingertips, and the delicate touch made Lin Zhen's heart move slightly.

She lowered her head to adjust her hairpin, the skin on her neck glowing honey-colored in the sunlight, and water droplets from her hair dripped onto the edge of her bodice, sliding down the curve of her chest and disappearing deep into the gauze dress.

He climbed ashore, water droplets rolling down his muscular chest, leaving small water marks on the marble floor, and suddenly caught a glimpse of the jade lion sculpture by the pool.

Little Chengyu was holding the lion's front paw and biting it, his saliva dripping down his chin onto the lion's eyes, making Qingwen so amused that she couldn't straighten her back.

"This brat even wants to taste the Jade Lion's feet. He's sure to be a foot fetishist when he grows up."

He walked over and picked up the child. Little Chengyu immediately hugged his father's neck. The wet bellyband rubbed against Lin Zhen's chest, leaving a water stain, but in return he let out a low laugh.

"Master, Wang Chunsheng is back and is waiting in the hall." Huanbi stood by the moon-shaped door holding a bath towel, her little face flushed red.

She lowered her head and stared at her toes, not daring to look directly at the two half-naked people in the pool. The towel in her hand accidentally slipped off, and she screamed and hurriedly grabbed it.

Lin Zhen then remembered the important matter and hurriedly took the bath towel and wrapped it around his waist. Water droplets rolled down the battle scars on his shoulders and back, leaving dark marks on the bath towel.

Huanbi brought a gold-thread towel and wiped her gently.

"Watch your son, I'll be back soon." Lin Zhen bent down and kissed little Chengyu on the forehead. The child was grabbing his earlobe, and his saliva was dripping on his wrist, which was warm.

Qingwen took the child with a smile and sat on the jade platform by the pool. Little Chengyu immediately lay on her shoulder, and his chubby hands grabbed her wet long hair and played with it.

The steam from the hot spring pool overflowed the carved window panes, making the scene look like a dream.

Qingwen looked at her husband's departing back, then lowered her head to look at the child in her arms.

He was grinning at the koi in the pond, his little baby teeth shining white in the sunlight.

She dipped her hand in warm water and gently applied it to the child's back.

Little Chengyu suddenly pointed at the slide and shouted in a baby voice.

"Mom, it's slippery!"

Qingwen smiled and shook her head, smoothing out the hair that was stuck to his forehead due to water. Her fingertips touched the baby's soft hair, and her heart was filled with tenderness.

"I'll take you out to play when Daddy comes back, okay?"

But the child refused and twisted his body to jump into the water, which made Qingwen laugh. She had no choice but to hold him and sit by the pool, letting his little feet gently splash the water.

The water splashed, wetting the hem of her bellyband. The gauze stuck to her inner thighs, revealing the light pink color of her skin.

She looked at the lotus lanterns swaying in the pond and remembered how Lin Zhen had just slid the child down the slide.

The prince who killed countless people on the battlefield was now picking up hairpins for his children and combing his wife's hair by the pool, and his heart was suddenly filled with tenderness.

The sound of people talking in the hall came from a distance, and the loud voices of Lin Zhen and Wang Chunsheng could be heard faintly.

Qingwen looked down at little Chengyu and saw that he was staring at the night pearl at the bottom of the pool in a daze, and his little hands were slapping the water, creating small ripples.

The sunlight passed through the water curtain, casting a swaying spot of light on the child's face and illuminating her profile - the high nose bridge, small lips, and the teardrop mole at the end of the eye were faintly visible in the light and shadow. There was almost no flaw on her skin in the sunlight, only a faint blush dotted on her cheekbones, like a blooming peach blossom.

She suddenly remembered what Lin Zhen said last year.

He said he wanted to build a hot spring pool so that his family could play in the water even in winter and his children could grow up in warm water.

Today, the bronze slide, luminous pearls, and water-spouting auspicious beasts in the pool have all become a reality, and the child in her arms is adding the most touching warmth to this luxurious poolside with his laughter.

Qingwen looked down at her bellyband. The moon-white gauze dress looked softer after being soaked in water vapor, like a warm cloud wrapping around her delicate skin.

She suddenly felt that this kind of time was the best gift from God, allowing her to retain the beauty and charm of a young woman while being a mother.

"Alas, thinking about what happened in the past, I really shouldn't have done that."

Qingwen muttered to herself.

After hearing this, Huanbi walked over with a smile and sat by the hot spring pool, her feet swinging freely in the water.

"What are you lamenting about?"

Qingwen and Huanbi have the best relationship because they both come from maid families and have a sense of mutual understanding.

Huanbi entered the mansion earlier than Qingwen, and was sent to serve Lin Zhen because she was attentive and polite.

Qingwen was twelve years old when she was sold to the prince's palace because her family was poor. Later, she got along very well with Huanbi and others, and even climbed directly into Lin Zhen's bed.

Qingwen looked at her and unconsciously pulled up her bodice: "I'm feeling nostalgic about the past. I really should have saved more blessings for my son, otherwise his eyes wouldn't be like this."

"Haha, why are you lamenting about this? If you don't kill Xiao Cui, your husband won't like you."

"That girl Xiao Cui deserves to die. She dared to betray her husband. Poisoning her is too easy for her."

"Then what are you lamenting about?"

"What a shame! I was so annoying back then, and I even went against the prince. Now I feel a little regretful. Not that I'm talking about killing those rubbish."

Huanbi also sighed: "Oh, you are really something. You killed so many people just because everyone spread a few gossips. Although your husband didn't interfere, the whole family is dissatisfied. Sister Yuewu is pregnant now, and Sister Qingxia is also preparing to give birth. Let alone Gu Zhen, you haven't left the house yet, just rest assured and take care of the baby. If you ask me, you really need to control yourself in the future and stop killing people at every turn."

"Stop being so hypocritical. Have you never done dirty work for your husband?"

"No, my husband never lets me do those things."

"That's because you're innocent and simple-minded! Otherwise, do you think your husband wouldn't use you? Daqian is currently on the rise, and your husband lacks trustworthy people around him, let alone people he can use. Otherwise, why would he send a guard from the Tiger Guard Battalion to handle the case of exonerating Chen Mo's brother-in-law's family? So, we have to find a way to help your husband."

Huanbi shook her head: "I don't know how to do anything except serve my husband. You guys should handle this kind of thing."

"Why not..."

Before the two of them finished their conversation, Qingwen's personal maid came over and said, "Madam, there's a man outside who claims to be your brother and is here to see you at the palace."

Qingwen frowned.

She does have a younger brother, but she hasn't been in touch with him for many years.

"What is your name?"

"It is said that his name is Xu Ming."

"He really is my brother. Never mind. I'll go check on him." Qingwen stood up and handed the child to the maid: "Dry the child and give him to the wet nurse."

"Yes, ma'am."