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

With a gloomy face, Dianchen rushed into the Shizi's mansion again under the setting sun.

Suddenly there was a burst of singing, his footsteps paused slightly, and he walked to the bedroom.The door was not closed tightly, and there was a faint scent of incense overflowing. Standing at the door, he could only hear Nan Su singing nursery rhymes softly.

He was sitting by the window, holding up a baby's little clothes to watch, the sunset glowed on his thin face, and there was a kind of warm light.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, he turned his head slowly, stunned for a moment, his face turned red, he hid his little clothes behind him like a thief, and said angrily, "Didn't you go for a stroll?"

Dianchen approached slowly in silence, his eyes were like a deep dark pool, and he couldn't see the undulating waves rolling inside.

"When did you buy it?" He asked suddenly.

Knowing that he couldn't hide it, Nan Su lowered his head and whispered: "I just bought it two days ago, don't worry, I didn't let others see it..."

After finishing speaking, he simply took out the little clothes, flashed them in front of Dianchen, and asked expectantly, "Does it look good?"

At this moment, all the grievances and anger of the sixth prince disappeared.He looked at his smile and felt sad, so he hugged him into his arms and said affirmatively, "It looks good."

"Zai Zai." After a long time, he whispered, "I have wronged you."

Nan Su frowned: "What did you say?"

But Dianchen didn't answer any more, just hugged Nansu tightly in silence.Nan Su muttered softly in his arms, and in order to ease his heart, he repeated: "I voluntarily gave birth to the baby."

Dianchen sniffed the incense in his hair, and slowly closed his eyes: "I owe you and the baby, and I will repay you in the future."

Everything was quiet, and there were warm lights and shadows at dusk all around. The wind seemed to be stronger, blowing gently on their bodies, curling up their hair.

Before he knew it, Nan Su's eyes were a little red, and after a moment of calm, he suddenly laughed, and bit Dian Chen's ear: "Dian Dog, you only came out for a while and came back, do you miss your lady so much?"

The warm breath sprayed behind the ears, and suddenly a numbness hit, Dianchen's body trembled, and after realizing it, he frowned suddenly, got up to leave, but was pushed down on the chair by Nan Su.

In a blink of an eye, the dandy straddled his thigh, put his hands on his shoulders first, and groped down: "It's all here, why are you going?"

Originally, Dianchen had already forgotten, but after Nan Su reminded him, he instantly remembered his purpose for today - although there were some deviations in the middle, everything seemed to be back on track inexplicably.

It's just that, at this moment, he no longer had the thought of deciding whether to win or lose, and just grabbed Nan Su's hand: "Zai Zai, stop making trouble."

But some people are born to be a good material to kill.

Relying on his belly, Nan Su admired Dian Chen's expression unscrupulously, and after a while, he took off the man's shirt and said with a satisfied smile: "I just like to see you dissatisfied with desire."

Dianchen stared at him, and after a long silence, he suddenly said: "If you keep groping around, I won't care about anything."

However, Nan Su smiled disapprovingly, and suddenly pushed his stomach up: "What's the matter? Can you still torture your baby?"

Seeing this, Dianchen pursed his lips and stopped talking, picked him up and walked towards the bed.

Nan Su giggled, snorted drunkenly, and slowly drew circles on the man's chest with his fingertips: "Oh, huh! I feel uncomfortable for a while, but I can't blame it on me!"

However, he made a mistake, after Dianchen took off his clothes freely, he pressed up in an instant.The man narrowed his eyes and rubbed his lips with his fingers: "Is it okay here?"

Nan Su's laughter stopped abruptly: "..."

After reacting, he glanced down unconsciously, that, it seems, no, it's not very good.

The moment he suddenly wanted to escape, Dianchen pressed his head firmly on the pillow, and straddled his long legs...

……

When the two walked out of the bedroom together, Nan Su suddenly became very obedient.

As soon as Dianchen raised his hand, he hurriedly took a step back, made a defensive posture, and stared at Dianchen covetously.

"Hair is messed up."

Dianchen stared at him, and said lightly: "Next time, I will pull more lightly?"

Nan Su's face turned even redder, he was always like this, step by step he was occupied by Dian Chen, he thought he was already shameless enough, but in the end, every time he abused him to the point of bruising.

Dianchen ran his hand through his black hair, ready to tidy his sideburns, but Nan Su was startled, and quickly stretched out two hands to cover his red and swollen mouth.

"En?" Dianchen asked: "What should I ask you? Does it hurt?"

Nan Su was embarrassed, shaking his head wildly, like a panicked rabbit.

Dianchen chuckled, with a provocative expression on his face, and purposely whispered in Nan Su's ear: "It really doesn't hurt?"

Nan Su nodded quickly again.

The man stopped smiling suddenly, his eyes flickered with flames, he squinted sinisterly, squinted at him, and said coldly: "Oh, that's good."

As the saying goes, keep a front line in life, so that we can meet each other in the future, but the crimes Nan Su committed a few days ago obviously pushed himself to a desperate situation.

After a burst of crying and howling, his fingers holding the door frame were separated one by one, and he was hugged in in a blink of an eye, but this time he didn't go to the bed, but was directly pressed to kneel on the ground.

Dianchen lowered his head and said domineeringly, "Open your mouth."

Nan Su frowned, and responded in an irritable manner: "No!"

Then--

"Hmm! Grumbling, %$#@@%^&*!"

Only inarticulate curses remained.

He was finally defeated by the opponent's shameless means. After dinner, the man gave him another meal.In the middle of the night, he couldn't eat anymore, and leaned softly in the man's arms, rubbing his eyes and crying, the corners of his eyes seemed like a lake of disturbed spring water, with ripples everywhere, no one could control it.

The clothes had already been taken off at some point, and he was left with only a middle coat hanging on his elbows, and the rest of the place could be seen at a glance, without a doubt, it had been played all over.

At this time, Dianchen smiled and pulled up a quilt, wrapped him in it, then kissed him on the face, stretched out his hand to hold him in his arms, and said, "Will you still make trouble in the future?"

Nan Su sniffed and sobbed, "Stop making trouble... woo, don't dare to make trouble..."

These words sound too familiar, or is it just that some people just don't clean up?

But in the end, Dianchen still held him in his arms.In fact, he was so reluctant to let him become the king, but he could only pat him gently and said, "Zai Zai, you will be the king of Qingyuan from now on. If you still love to cry like this, who will coax you when I'm not around in the future?" ..."

Nan Su stood up suddenly, and grabbed Dianchen's neck tightly.

His tears flowed down line by line, winding down Dianchen's chest.

Dianchen silently embraced him, didn't speak, just watched him cry quietly.In fact, they all know that this is not the beginning, but a countdown, so they refuse to waste a single minute, even if they use the worst means, they want to try their best to occupy the other party more, at least, let The other party remembers himself a little more...

The night was still so long, Nan Su actually fell asleep like this after crying, lying in Dianchen's arms.

In his dream, he seemed to see Qingyuan, the clear sky, the emerald green lake, the green grassland, and a group of short-haired children dancing on the wide lawn, with tassels on their ears, singing warmly...

The next day.

After slamming on the door vigorously, Nan Su suddenly opened his eyes, and saw Dianchen standing in front of the window, fully dressed, holding a long gown in his hand, turned his head and said, "Ping Shun has come to call several times, Zai Zai!" , get up, someone is coming from the palace."

Nan Su was stunned for a long time, then lowered his eyes: "Yes."

Today is the sixth day of April, and tomorrow is the grand ceremony. The palace sent several sets of crown clothes early in the morning, and the clothes from the whole process from offering sacrifices to being crowned king were all properly placed in the living room.

Standing outside the door, Dianchen saw a group of eunuchs surrounding tomorrow's King Qingyuan in the center, respectfully trying on him.

The eight-treasure jade crown, the jade belt around the waist, and the layers of complicated clothes concealed the man's usual agility. Every layer of cloth condensed the glory and nobility of the Nan clan, completely enveloping him.

"what?"

Suddenly, a little eunuch kneeling on the ground to tie Nan Su's belt narrowed his eyes suspiciously.

However, after more than half a month, Nan Su's belly got bigger again, and naturally it was not the size measured before.He looked down at the staggered lines on the buckle belt, and said expressionlessly, "What's wrong? Is there any problem?"

Maybe it's because of the invisible pressure put on him by such crown clothes. When the little eunuch met Nan Su's eyes suddenly, he felt that this man was very different from the Nan Shizi who was always talking and laughing in his memory, and suddenly gave birth to the supreme love. Feeling oppressed.

The little eunuch's back felt cold, and he quickly lowered his eyes: "No...nothing."

It's too late to change the size right now. If they are to blame for this matter, they, the weaving bureau, will bear the brunt of it! They will be pulled out and beheaded!God!The little eunuch now only hopes that this tiny flaw will not be noticed, the emperor bless, the Bodhisattva bless...

After the people from the Weaving Bureau left, Nan Su changed back into his regular clothes, and when he walked to the corridor, he said, "Hey, whose family is so handsome, he is much more pleasing to the eye than my sick young man!"

He raised his slanted sword eyebrows high, and still had that slutty look—this was also the first look he had when he saw him on the wedding night.

Dianchen stood in the corridor and smiled slightly, then turned his head away, continued to look at the sunset in the sky, and remained silent.The setting sun sprinkled on his face, golden and gorgeous.

Seeing that the man didn't pick on him, Nan Su walked over and stood beside him, nodded his palms with a folding fan, and said with a smile: "Brother, what are you thinking?"

Dian Chen: "I miss you."

Nan Su was startled, then leaned on Dianchen's shoulder, looked up at the blue sky, and said softly, "I'm still here."

Dianchen said: "I miss you."

The evening wind whimpered and passed between them, and the wide sleeves of his robe were slightly swollen by the wind. He held his hand, with well-defined finger bones, slender and powerful.

"Dian Chen."

Time passed quietly, Nan Su suddenly said softly: "You have to remember to pick me up."

In the end, he still didn't say to stay, because his mother and two older sisters were still waiting for him, and because he was the only male in the family and the only one who could make decisions for Qing Yuan, he couldn't say that.

"Ah."

Dianchen's voice was very calm, like the calm water of a lake.

The night is so long.

The rooster breaks the dawn, and the red sun rises in the sky, illuminating the world.

At the east corner gate of the palace, the white-haired King Benan read the handwritten letter written by King Qingyuan tremblingly, and then the eunuch read the emperor's imperial decree, ordering his son Nansu to set off to worship the Taimiao, and then returned to the palace to grant the king's seal. Bestowed title: Tuozhen.

For the jade crown, Nan Su's long hair hadn't been cut off yet, but he finally put on the dark blue tassel openly.

He restrained his face and raised his hands, wearing a brocade robe with wide sleeves patterned with gold patterned sea of ​​clouds, when he received the imperial decree, he knelt down on one knee to worship and kowtow in thanks.

The convoy started from the Jinluan Palace and drove out of Bauhinia Square, Zodiac Tower, Zhenhua Gate, Taiqing Gate, and Tai'an Gate. After leaving the imperial palace, they entered the main road of wealthy families in the inner city, then took the main road around Jinling, all the way to Hong Kong. Go to the Royal Temple at the foot of Fukuji Mountain.

All the people along the way knelt on the ground when they saw the car driver, their foreheads were deeply buried on the ground, and the dust splashed like a gray-yellow storm.

Prince Qingyuan is finally 22 years old.

When the convoy left the imperial city, he lifted the curtain lightly and looked over, only to see Dianchen standing on the city wall, watching him silently.The man was dressed in a purple robe, his hair was tied in sapphire, his eyes were clear and handsome, and his eyes were like a deep lake, with no waves or water waves to be seen.

"Brother." Nan Su silently called out these two words with his lips.

Dianchen smiled slightly, and told him with his eyes: Well, I'm here waiting for you to come back.

Dianchen could tell that Nan Su was struggling a little under the pressure of the fancy clothes, so he had to straighten his body and straighten his mind so that he could use his young body to support the weight and solemnity...

At this moment, the palace is full of vassal kings, ministers and ministers gathered, and there is a busy scene of bowing hands to each other everywhere. The momentum of the main hall has certainly risen, and most of the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty are present, while the other halls are also very lively.

When Dianchen walked back to the Bauhinia Square, a gust of wind blew by, and the small air current slowly blew a string of bells hanging on the corner of the palace eaves, with a few brisk chimes, a small and melodious tune came out.

He stretched out his hand suddenly, wanting to catch the wind, but it slipped away without a sound. After a long time, he could only shake his head and smile, and gently lowered his hand.

— Cubs.

——The wind is free, and may you be too.

The rising sun breaks through the clouds, and thousands of rays of light suddenly arrive, and everything is renewed, and it is beautiful!

"Boom!"

Two hours later, a loud noise suddenly came from the south gate, and the entire palace was shaken for a moment.

Tens of thousands of hectares of yellow dust surged from the southern sky, almost covering the rising sun in the sky. The sound of gold alarms spread throughout the king's division, and the post horses rushed to the palace. Kill! Prince Qingyuan was assassinated! The royal convoy was beheaded!"

"Kang Dang", the teacup in Dianchen's hand fell to the ground and broke into several pieces.