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

In the evening, when Nan Su returned to Shizi Mansion, Dianchen was already sitting in the living room. He was wearing a white gown with dark cloud patterns embroidered on it. It was very ordinary clothes that had a unique aura even on a man. Qingjun tall and straight, really a good figure.

Seeing him returning home, the man beckoned him gently to go over.

After making sure that Fatty Li didn't leak any information, Nan Su felt relieved, so he walked over and sat beside Dian Chen, hugging the man's arms, and whispered, "Brother, where did you go during the day?"

Dianchen smiled slightly and said, "I'm going to find you something to eat."

Nan Su raised his face: "Huh?"

That night, they went to a place in Jinling City that only served vegetarian dishes for nobles, and finally had a good dinner.

In fact, Nan Su is also greedy recently, but he really can't swallow meat, so he can only eat lightly every day, but every dish of this vegetarian dish is very delicious, he ate it openly once, and when he walked out of the restaurant , holding Dianchen's arm with a smile.

He likes how Dianchen treats him in every possible way.

When those pitch-black eyes looked at him, the thousands of starlights shone inside, all carrying the pampering and tenderness that belonged to him alone, which made him wish he could fall into Dianchen's eyes all the time... …

However, Dianchen would read a book after acupuncture every night. During this time period, even if Nan Su wanted to cling to his man again, he would tactfully leave him a little space to be alone.

It was the same tonight, Nan Su went back to the bedroom by himself.

But instead of writing to the baby as usual, he sat in front of the mirror.

Thinking back to Li Fat'er's shock when he saw him today, he looked at the thinner man in the mirror, looked from the left cheek to the right cheek, and thought: Is it really that haggard?

However, it seems, it seems, there is indeed a feeling of malnutrition...

After looking at it for a while, he hurriedly got up and ran to Pinger's former room, but after searching for a while, he found a pile of rouge and gouache that had not been taken away.

He bought these things for Ping'er, many of which have not been opened yet.He is a living man in makeup, not only can pick, he has dressed up girls countless times before, so he naturally knows how to use it.

It's just that dressing up someone else is a bit different than dressing up yourself.

He raised his hand, dabbed cinnabar on his forehead, lightly drew the eyebrow pencil, the willow leaves were like silk, his face was as white as snow, a small cotton gauze swept over his cheeks, his cheeks were dotted with red, his eyes were like stars, and when he finally put down the eyebrow pencil, even Nan Su didn't even recognize the young master in the mirror.

In fact, according to his craftsmanship, this is already extremely beautiful, but when he stared at himself, he still felt that the picture was not harmonious.

After a while, he finally found the reason.No matter how good the facial features are, they are still masculine. The most suitable word to describe him at this moment is——

Neither male nor female.

Nan Su was a little sad, and attributed all this to the fact that he was not white enough, and his mouth was not red enough, so he immediately grabbed the powder puff and applied another layer. Let Dianchen feel excited...

To be honest, Nan Su never thought that he would be so concerned about gains and losses. He didn't know when he started to feel that he was not as good as Dian Chen in everything. Now, even the beauty he was proud of seemed to say goodbye to him .

After dressing up, he finally burst out laughing, feeling like the old bustard of Nuanxiang Pavilion.

But no matter what, she looks like a woman.

Thinking of the Su Bai gown that Dianchen was wearing today, he rummaged through Ping'er's closet again, and finally found a white light gown with five layers of Luan patterns embroidered on it. The ribbons are stacked like clouds of smoke.

But this "couple outfit" was really too small. After he put it on, the waistband climbed up to his chest, exposing the two lower legs, so he had no choice but to wear a large luan skirt and outer robe.

In the end, he turned himself around in the mirror, only to feel that the sleeves were deep, the shoulders were narrow, and the steps were smooth, what a slut figure.

Nan Su went out flirtatiously, and ran towards Dianchen's study with her skirt in a "da da da"—brother, here I come!

"what!"

When he ran to a rockery, Nan Su heard an exclamation, and turned his head to see that it was Lu Yao who had just punched, with sweat on his forehead.

Such a steady person, his face turned pale with fright, raised his hand to cover his chest, and at the same time blurted out: "My lord, are you a ghost?"

Nan Su suddenly forgot the displeasure between the two, raised his fist, and said angrily: "Why, is this the first time you see someone wearing makeup?"

Lu Yao barely calmed down, stared at him, and uttered a sentence: "It's all fancy."

Nan Su rolled his eyes, thinking what do you know, but after thinking about it, he turned around gracefully in front of Lu Yao, and asked, "It's the first time I wear this. How is it? I wear women's clothes Isn't it more beautiful?"

Lu Yao realized something, his expression turned cold for a moment, he turned his head and walked into the distance: "My lord, you'd better stop fooling around, that's the most beautiful way."

Nan Su watched Lu Yao disappear at the junction of the lamp shadow and the darkness, and gave a sound of pooh, but couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

"Huh!!"

Suddenly there was another shout, Nan Su heard the voice, immediately regained his energy, lifted the hem of his skirt happily, and ran towards Dr. Li who was carrying the medicine box.

Dr. Li took two steps back unconsciously, and said in shock: "Princess, you, are you wearing makeup?"

Know the goods.Nan Su was overjoyed, blinked his eyes, and asked reservedly and expectantly: "Well, isn't it pretty?"

Dr. Li: "Well, it doesn't look good."

Nan Su: "..."

After speaking, Dr. Li looked him up and down several times, shook his head, and strode away.

Nan Su froze on the spot, sniffed for a long time, and then continued to walk towards the study, but he hesitated a lot at that step, and he was not confident a lot.

"Ah, scared to death, scared to death!"

Walking outside the study, when Nan Su heard this scream again, Nan Su was completely calm. Turning his head to look, he saw Ping Shun walking up the steps to the yard with a teapot in his hands. Yes, imperial concubine, what are you doing? If you get closer—"

Ping Shun raised the teapot, making a gesture to hit him: "I almost threw it over like this."

Nan Su: "..."

Ping Shun walked past him, looked at him in shock, and muttered: "What are you doing, it's late at night, are you going to be buried? Or are you going to dance shaman?"

Nan Su: "..."

"Crench!"

Xu Shi heard the movement outside, and the study door was suddenly opened.

At this moment, Nan Su suddenly felt a little desperate. He raised his head and looked at Dianchen in a daze. He saw that the corner of the man's mouth seemed to twitch. what are you doing?"

"I..." Nan Su murmured, "I'm dancing shaman, praying for you."

Hearing this, Dianchen frowned slightly, then lowered his head, as if he was thinking about the authenticity of this matter with all his strength.

"Uh, you don't really believe it, do you?

This time it was Nan Su's turn to be dazed, he stared blankly at Dianchen, he only hoped that Dianchen could understand his little thoughts, or could tell him that this is not at all like dancing shaman...

"I believe."

"what?"

Dianchen walked over slowly and sighed: "Why don't you believe me? I have seen what my wife has done for me recently, but dancing shaman is not as easy as folding clothes after all. Don't move your fetus, it will hurt you yourself, okay?"

The sixth prince accepted this even more inscrutable reason very mysteriously. He nodded and said, "Have you finished the dance? If you haven't finished the dance, then the lady will continue. I happen to be beside you, so I can watch you. "

Nan Su said honestly: "I, I finished dancing, when Ping Shun came over, I just finished dancing..."

"Dancing?" Speaking of this, Dian Chen's expression suddenly changed.

He looked at him nervously, and seized the opportunity to say, "Lady, you sweat a lot, but you're exhausted? How about I ask the kitchen to make you some broth now?"

Nan Su wanted to cry without tears: "No, there's no need... I'm actually not dancing shaman, I just want to..."

He tried his best to explain it to Dianchen, but he couldn't find the right language, and he was even more embarrassed to say his original intention, so he could only stand there at a loss, staring at Dianchen eagerly.

However, he obviously underestimated Dianchen's ability to understand, the man frowned slightly, and suddenly asked: "Want to show me makeup?"

Nan Su was taken aback, he didn't expect Dianchen to think of this level, and quickly said happily: "Yes, because I like you so much..."

After Nan Su himself finished speaking, he regretted a little, two embarrassing blushes climbed up his cheeks, and he was about to lower his head, but saw Dian Chen stretched out two fingers, proficiently provoking his chin, eyes with With a smile, he said, "Say it again."

Nan Su dodged his gaze, and said vaguely in embarrassment: "What did you say?"

"Just say what you just said."

Dianchen said firmly, with two warm fires in his eyes, not particularly hot, but sparkling.

I have to say that the eyes of the sixth prince are really alluring.

Nan Su was suddenly injected with courage, and while twisting his fingers, he murmured: "Because I like you so much, but I am afraid that you will gradually dislike me. After all, I have nothing to give you." ...Actually, I know that you are not much older than me, and you are also very tired, but you still gave me the opportunity to be a child... I, I am very grateful that you can come to my side, thank you for your tenderness, brother ,thank you for loving me."

Dian Chen: "..."

He took a deep breath, suddenly pulled Nan Su into his arms, stroked the back of his head and said, "Fool."

"Fool." He whispered, "How could I not like you?"

Nan Su rested his chin on his shoulder, suddenly felt his nose sore, stretched out his arms to hug his narrow waist, and said softly: "But we will be separated soon, I can't see you every day..."

Dianchen asked: "Going back to Qingyuan alone, are you afraid?"

"I'm not afraid of going back to Qingyuan, but I'm afraid you won't come to pick me up. I thought about it later, if you reconcile with me, you will definitely anger the emperor. Without his support, how can you go up? You can't come to pick me up, or it will take many years to pick me up, how can I have a baby by myself, I have never given birth, and no man in the world has ever given birth..."

Dianchen hugged him in his arms and said in a low tone: "Don't be afraid."

With just two words, Nan Su's tears were held back. He sniffed, clenched his fists and said, "I'm not afraid!"

As long as Dianchen is around, he is not afraid of anything.

The moonlight was very good tonight. Later, they sat in the pavilion and talked for a long time, and they didn't go back to the bedroom together until midnight.

That funny makeup was eventually washed off by Dianchen himself. While wiping his face with a towel, the man finally couldn't help laughing: "Zai Zai, you are really funny."

Nan Su pursed her lips: "Isn't it pretty?"

Dianchen took the mirror and asked with a smile, "Look for yourself, does it look good?"

Nan Su: "..."

Dianchen couldn't help laughing again, put down the mirror, and changed the basin of water helplessly.

It wasn't until the thin cheek returned to its original appearance that Dianchen picked him up and put him under the quilt.

Since they knew that Nan Su was pregnant, they each covered a quilt, one was afraid of touching his stomach, the other... After putting Nan Su down, he looked at his fair neck and turned away. face, and immediately covered him tightly, only one head was exposed.

But the weather was getting warmer and warmer, Nan Su felt hot, pulled the quilt to his chest again, and asked tirelessly: "Is it really not good-looking?"

The moment the quilt was pulled back, there was a faint scent of incense, Dianchen immediately turned around and slept outside, and said, "It's really not good-looking."

Nan Su paused, then got into Dianchen's quilt, hugged the man's thin back from behind, and murmured: "But Fatty Li said that I recently..."

Dianchen didn't hear a word of what he said later.

With a warm person on his back, Dian Chen suddenly became agitated, reached out and put Nan Su's hand back, and said, "Zai Zai, go to sleep."

But in a blink of an eye, those hands embraced again: "Why do you always turn your back to me, it really makes me suspicious..."

Nan Su had no chance to say the latter words.

A thin lip suddenly blocked Nan Su's mouth severely, and the man's body immediately followed and hugged him tightly.

The intensity of this kiss is simply unimaginable, unconsciously, a big palm came up, and the jacket slipped off Nan Su's shoulders, revealing a large piece of snow-white skin.

The man's low panting was buried in his neck suddenly, and after a while, his deep voice sounded, hoarse as if it had been polished by sandpaper: "Nan Shizi, did you do it on purpose? Hmm?"