Every day after the marriage, I prepare a funeral for my husband

The next day, Nan Su fell into a drowsy sleep, he habitually turned his legs, and immediately let out a cry: "Hiss——"

I woke up in pain.

The sky was already bright, and the sound of people walking outside could be heard from time to time, Nan Su pulled the quilt while listening, covered himself upright, then coughed lightly, and closed his eyes again, showing no sign of getting up at all.

After a while, a servant from the kitchen came in, stood beside the bed and said respectfully, "My lord, breakfast is ready, please get up."

Nan Su closed his eyes and said, "Eat later."

The servant: "But it will be cold in a while."

Nan Su: "..."

The servant thought for a while: "Then, I will bring a small table and you will eat here?"

Nan Su: "..."

The master who twittered every day was suddenly silent like a mountain, and the servant was a little puzzled.

Seeing that Nan Su was still motionless and sleeping gracefully, he said again: "Then, shall I take the food box away first?"

Nan Su is deaf.

Servant: "..."

At this moment, the door was pushed open with a "creak", Dianchen walked in, took off his cloak and handed it to the servants as he walked, then sat on the edge of the bed, and said softly, "Miss, are you awake?"

Two or three seconds later, Nan Su yawned, and slowly opened his bright eyes: "I just woke up~"

Servant: "..."

Dianchen smiled slightly: "That's good, I can just have breakfast with you."

In other words, it has been four months since they got married, and this is the first time for them to eat at the same table.

Having breakfast together in the early morning, this incident seemed to symbolize the opening of a new life, when Nan Su thought about it, he felt a little deer bumping in his heart.

In the dining room, while holding a bowl, he glanced over secretly, facing Shang Dianchen's beautiful eyes full of affection, he was choked up immediately, and turned away from his flushed cheeks: "Could it be, I, am I so good-looking..."

Dianchen: "Yes."

Without more compliments, a single letter summed up everything, but it just made people feel convincing.

Nan Su groaned twice, turned his eyes sideways, and said to himself: "That's right, I'm handsome and I can dress up. Everyone says I'm the most western-looking handsome boy in the Playboy Association..."

"Nan Shao!!!"

Halfway through the conversation, a miserable voice suddenly came from outside the dining room, getting closer and closer: "My good brother, I heard that you were fucked by the sixth prince for a day and a night! My mother, are you okay!"

Nan Su was startled, and turned his head to look, only to see Fatty Li rushing in from outside, sweating profusely, with a huge bouquet of flowers in his arms.

Yes, Nan Su read it right, it is a bunch of chrysanthemums: dozens of chrysanthemums form a cluster, against the background of green leaves, it looks like a group of burning flames...

After Fatty Li rushed in, he was not embarrassed to see Dian Chen, and he saluted with a wretched smile, then sat down panting, and stuffed the chrysanthemum into Nan Su's hand: "It seems that you are fine, Bai Rang I worry!"

Nan Su's expression was a little stiff: "No, what are you doing..."

"What can I do, I condolences to you! Everyone says to make up for what is lacking, so I will make up for you!"

Fatty Li snorted: "Look, the leaves of this chrysanthemum are oval, and there are many small teeth growing on the edge! Hehe, no way? Also, look, the leaves are different in size and uneven. , the flower seller said, this is to absorb more sunlight, grow better, and then accumulate more nutrients! How about it, do you like it?"

Nan Su: "..."

Eggs shattered.

But before he threw the chrysanthemum on Fatty Li's face, he suddenly heard "Nan Shao" coming from a distance one after another. Looking around, he found that they were all the sons and young masters of the Playboy Association——

As soon as this group of brothers entered the door, they were really full of chrysanthemums, the yellow ones glowed with golden light, the red ones were like flames, the white ones were crystal clear like snow, and the pink ones were gorgeous like flowing clouds...

Fatty Li is a frequent visitor in the Shizi Mansion, so he grabbed a steamed bun and stuffed it into his mouth: "After I heard that you couldn't get out of bed, I will notify everyone as soon as possible. Your chrysanthemum has been crowdfunded!"

Nan Su's heart was broken.

But at this moment, the young masters and young masters looked at each other, and then pushed and yelled and lined up.Apparently they had discussed it, they walked over one by one, first shook Dianchen's hand sincerely to express their admiration, and then presented the chrysanthemum to Nansu.

After the pilgrimage and flower offering were over, everyone stood in a row again.

After Fatty Li coughed and got his head up, they held hands and began to sing piously: "Your chrysanthemum is weak and wounded, the mottled wet sheet has a terrible fate, chrysanthemum, torn—"

Dian Chen: "..."

Nan Su: "..."

It was thunderous!

But, I have to trouble that one in green to come out, so stop singing so loudly if you are out of tune...

Except for Li Fat'er, Dianchen didn't know anyone in this group of people, so he could only look at Nan Su calmly, but he saw Nan Su wearing a wreath on his head and around his neck, like a flower fairy with chrysanthemums , Blooming in it in a daze.

It seemed that the genes had moved, he muttered a few times, then began to raise his hands and swayed from side to side, singing in chorus: "The chrysanthemum is broken, the buttocks are full—"

Dian Chen: "..."

In order to save Nansu's face, Dianchen issued a strict gag order when he woke up before, not to spread the matter to the outside world, but now he suddenly encountered such a situation, it should be that when he was still unconscious, the mansion made a big mouth.

Even these young masters know about it. If it is not easy to say, I am afraid that the entire capital now...

But luckily...

Nan Su didn't seem to mind much...

After the condolences were over, the group of buddies prepared to leave collectively. After all, the vice president had to make time for recovery.Courtesy is light and affection is heavy, as long as the meaning is full, it will be fine.

When the room was quiet again, Nan Su and Dianchen looked at the room full of chrysanthemums, silent.

After a long time, Nan Su silently shed two lines of tears: "I don't want to live anymore."

Dian Chen: "..."

This time, even Dianchen had no choice but to take remedial measures after much deliberation.

He raised a cup of tea and sipped his mouth lightly: "If you don't mind my lady, I want to lay off a group of servants. This Shizi Mansion is as leaky as a sieve."

The light in Nan Su's eyes flashed away, but he remained silent: "..."

Dianchen waited patiently for him, and only after the dishes on the table were cold did he call out, "Miss?"

After taking off all the outfits, Nan Su turned his eyes to Dianchen, his eyes were still foggy: "Okay, then you'll have a good, good, change."

Dianchen stood up, with a smile on his lips: "Then I'll go first, the lady rests."

……

In the twelfth lunar month, the cold wind blew through the imperial capital of Jinling. After returning to the study, Dianchen stood by the window and looked at the thick clouds in the sky, and the whole person fell into samadhi.

"Six princes."

Hearing this call, Dianchen didn't turn around, just picked up a pair of scissors and trimmed the flowering branches.

In fact, he is still very young, only 23 years old, but years of calm life have given him a pair of silent eyes, like the deep sea.

But in fact, the silence is just that he is too lazy to fluctuate.

He has been avoiding the world and cultivating in order to stay away from disputes. As the prince of Dayan, he was born in the family of a ruthless emperor. It is his and the other six brothers' destiny to fight for power!It is an indisputable fact that the emperor is getting older and older. Anyone with a little experience knows that a new round of exile and lingering exile for the princes of the aristocratic family is about to begin...

He has never wanted to get involved in this dispute, but going down the mountain at this time is tantamount to sending a signal to others: My palace is here!

Moreover, now he wants to...

Duan Nian waited for a while but there was no response, so he could only say by himself: "The official seal you asked for in the palace last time has been approved, and it will be compiled by the Ministry of Officials in a few days."

There was no expression on Dianchen's face: "Well, thank you, Father, for me."

"This subordinate will pass on the message for you." The middle-aged man cupped his hands and said again: "Then Shizi Nan..."

With a crisp click, the flower stalks of the orchids were cut off by sharp scissors. This is a pot of top-quality ink orchids, which was delivered to the capital from the Northland Express and just entered the greenhouse.

Duan Nian couldn't help but let out a soft cry of distress when he saw it, but Dianchen raised his eyebrows, then picked up a pot of snow blue grass and continued to trim it, and said indifferently: "Don't worry, I will keep him in Jinling for the rest of his life."

……

The night was misty, and in the icy north wind, there were cold birds landing on the eaves outside the window, making a few soft wings flapping.

Nan Su sat in front of the mirror, as soon as he took off the jade crown, his head full of black hair slid down his waist.

After a while, Lu Yao came in suddenly, closed the door and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, according to your instructions, I have already found a few storytellers, and I will try my best to make everyone in the world believe that you and the sixth prince are deeply in love as husband and wife .”

Yes, the big mouth in this Prince's Mansion is Lu Yao.

Hearing this, Nan Su picked up a comb: "Well, you did a good job."

After being praised, Lu Yao didn't look very happy, instead he stopped talking.

That night, when he realized that the situation was wrong and rushed into the bedroom, the scene he saw really shocked and saddened him, and this emotion finally forced him to speak with difficulty: "My lord, there is no need to go to this point Yes, you still have more than four months to become king, we can..."

Nan Su paused as he combed his hair: "Have you ever had such a thing as fame? The innocence of the left and right is gone, so it's better to change it to something real. This tassel can still be worn secretly, can I cut this hair openly?" ?”

Lu Yao's voice was a little hoarse: "My son, but you are like this..." He was so contemptuous that he couldn't say this word.

Nan Su glanced at him with a smile: "Didn't you let me get close to him at the beginning? Why, now I feel too close?"

After saying that, he took out another dark blue tassel from the drawer and put it on the earlobe carefully.

The man in the mirror is really handsome, with delicate facial features and slightly deep features, and every part is full of natural style. He raised his hand to follow the ear tassels, stared at Lu Yao with fiery eyes, and suddenly asked: "What do you think? do I look good?"

Lu Yao met his eyes from the mirror, lowered his head abruptly, and said, "Your Majesty is naturally good-looking."

"Fuck your shit!"

Nan Su withdrew his smile, and the coquettishness disappeared in a blink of an eye, his eyes blinked timidly, and he said innocently: "It's clear that this is the only way to look good, and to catch a man's heart~"

He and the "every lady" in the mirror looked at each other for a moment, then smiled, and suddenly opened a folding fan to cover his mouth, and regained his charming appearance.

"Zai Zai, hello."

Perhaps only Nan Su could do such a thing as saying hello to himself.

But after saying this, his eye sockets turned suspiciously red.

As if he didn't want to show any emotions in front of Lu Yao, he immediately plucked the tassels and threw them into the drawer, got up and walked towards the bed with his waist supported, grinning his teeth and saying: "I'm sleepy, you step back."