a little painter

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"Ziqing, what's the matter..." On the wedding night, Chu Hui didn't want to mention it, but she didn't see this person at the banquet, and she was always uneasy, for fear that the beautiful woman in front of her would be snatched away.

"Husband, do you still want to tell me about other people at this time?" Speaking of He Yuan, thinking about coming tonight, it should be a joke. Thinking of this, Liu Zi lightly looked at the dazed person in front of him, wishing Life with you is simple and practical, those people should be ignored.

Hearing this, Chu Hui got up suddenly, the beautiful scenery was ahead, and it was time to do something. She straightened up slowly, stretched out her right hand, and gently brushed the broken hair on Liu Ziqing's forehead, "Don't talk about others, Only you and me, wish to live up to this good night."

Like the first exposure of bamboo shoots, when it rains and dews, after the wind and frost, sees the rising sun, it will go up steadily, and finally through the hundred orifices.

Knowing the taste of love for the first time, I am tireless.

The sky is warm at the beginning, the sun is long at the beginning, and the spring sun is shining in March.The Liu family had just come out of the haze of the family raid, and there was a happy event again, so the marriage between the young lady of the Liu family and the son-in-law was naturally very important in the hearts of everyone.

In the early morning of the next day, everyone cleaned the courtyard and cooked meals. Everything was in order. Although it was not very noisy, there were many laughter and laughter.

Only in the main hall, Liu Shangshu, who has always been calm, paced back and forth anxiously with his hands behind his back, his face was full of anger, and he was chanting words again, all because of the servant's report, it was already past time, and there was no movement in the room of the newlyweds.

Don't talk about drinking a sip of tea from the new uncle, what he is worried about now is whether his precious daughter has been bullied by Chu Hui.Now, he is even more regretful, the only such a daughter has always been treated as the apple of his eye.

Who knew that being burdened by family misfortune delayed her marriage, and unexpectedly she was deceived by a boy who didn't achieve fame!

Going back to the past, how could civil and martial arts be neglected, and courts squabbled against each other, if it wasn't for a momentary slip of the tongue, how could there be such a catastrophe?However, looking at the current situation, although it is peaceful on the surface, it cannot escape the few figures of the royal ruthlessness.

Thinking of the news that the emperor was secretly looking for his long-lost illegitimate son from the palace gate the day before yesterday, Liu Shangshu's eyes could not help but darken. For the first time, after living in the temple for dozens of years, he had the idea of ​​retreating to the countryside.

On the contrary, Mrs. Liu, who knew everything about Chu Hui and was very relieved, sat quietly by the side, took a small sip of the teacup without haste, and did not forget to remind her intimately: "Master, we can't take care of the affairs of this junior." That's a lot, Chu Hui is a person who knows the importance, and he will definitely not treat the younger ones lightly."

Hearing this, Liu Shangshu snorted coldly, and said angrily: "Don't talk later, the old man has to beat this kid well, otherwise he will only know Fengyue, how decent is he? Such an embarrassing task, how can I feel relieved to let him go?" Give it to him!"

Here, Chu Hui, who had already woken up and stared fixedly at Liu Ziqing, couldn't help but sneezed, wondering if someone was speaking ill of her, when the sleeping person beside him woke up leisurely.

Her eyes lit up immediately: "Ziqing, you're awake."

Liu Ziqing, who had just experienced human affairs, suddenly recalled all kinds of things last night, and was still worrying about where the calmness and self-control in the past had gone, and then suddenly remembered something, and she asked speculatively: "What time is it?"

"I don't know", this is the truth, although Chu has been here for nearly a year, he still can't tell the time just by the position of the sun, let alone in the house and beside Liu Ziqing, nothing can disturb him.

"However, when someone came to wake us up, I said, 'It's still early, you were tired last night, and you need to rest', so..."

Before she finished speaking, Liu Zi gave Chu Hui a hard look, and she subconsciously fell silent.

"what did you say?"

"I......"

"I can't get up yet." Liu Ziqing was already very angry.

After a short pause, she added: "Don't touch me tonight." After she finished speaking, she slowly got up, dressed and dressed, stared at herself in the bronze mirror for a moment, and suddenly a smile appeared on her lips, giving herself Tie up a woman's bun.

"Get up soon." After a long time, there was still no movement from Chu Hui. Liu Ziqing just turned to look at the idiot, just in time to see the man frowning tightly, full of grievances, neither angry nor smiling.

She suppressed her complicated emotions, and spoke as softly as possible: "According to the custom, you and I need to get up early to greet our parents with tea to show the harmony and safety of the family. Dad has been waiting for your tea for some time."

When it came to the word "Daddy", Liu Ziqing also specially emphasized his tone, and Chu Hui's reaction was also expected, he suddenly realized and looked nervous, he hurriedly got up and dressed, after a simple wash, he followed Liu Ziqing step by step main hall.

Chapter 48

Since ancient times, the Minister of Rites has been in charge of the world's etiquette, sacrifices, and tributes. Liu Yunqing had little ambition to learn, was a Jinshi in the [-]th middle school, and was tired of officials until he was the Minister of Rites. The etiquette cannot be lost."Before Liu's mansion encountered disaster, although it was not said that the morning and evening rituals were performed every day, the rules of serving tea at the hour of the hour and greetings at noon were still followed every day.

Now, on the second day of the wedding, the tea for the young lady and the new uncle has not been served for a long time. It is conceivable how dissatisfied Liu Shangshu, who was already prejudiced against Chu Hui, was.When the boy came to report for the third time, he said that there seemed to be some movement in the room of the newcomer, and then he saw Chu Hui with a sad face, and followed Liu Ziqing carefully to the main hall.

"Husband", I really can't bear to see Chu Hui's face full of thoughts, Liu Zi paused his steps slightly, as if casually took Chu Hui's right hand, and smiled lightly, "You still have me in everything."

Plain clothes and skirts, the most beautiful is Yi Renxiao.

The appropriate temperature is coming from the palm, and the mood gradually calms down miraculously.

I remembered that a long time ago, someone once said that I was boiled water at 37 degrees, neither hot nor cold, but it was the feeling closest to body temperature, giving the most appropriate warmth.But now, as far as Yu Chuhui is concerned, she who is holding her hand and walking forward has become such a person. She can't help but tighten her hand tightly, and she will never let go in this lifetime.

And Liu Shangshu, who had been pacing back and forth, was sitting on the sandalwood chair in the main seat at the moment, and suddenly caught a glimpse of the two holding hands in the distance, his expression became even more unkind.Seeing Chu Hui and Liu Ziqing, before saying a word, he snorted coldly, and everyone was silent for a while, and the hall seemed a little embarrassed.

Maybe it's because of my guilty conscience about my female identity, or because I'm not good at dealing with Liu Shangshu's indistinct attitude of a superior person. In the past, I always feared more than respected him, but now I can't escape no matter what. Hand over Liu Ziqing to her, and let the people around you feel at ease, no matter the wind or rain, I will stand before you.

So Chu Hui took a deep breath, cleared his voice, stepped forward, and saluted respectfully, "My son-in-law has met his father-in-law and mother-in-law."