As soon as Jiangmen Jiaojiao opened her eyes, she was paranoid that the prince had come to steal her

Chapter 451
The marriage between Xie Changyuan and Chen Shulan was watched by many people on the streets, and there were many emotions among the crowd.

One kind of feeling is that a well-known lady like Chen Shulan marries a libertine like Xie Changyuan... it's really like a flower in a cow's nose.

Another person thinks that Xie Changyuan got lucky. He married the Chen family's daughter on the Chen family's territory. Not only did he get a lot of dowry, but he could also use the Chen family's manor as a new house, where he and his wife could live happily together.

Simply a winner in life.

Another person thinks that Chen Shulan is not worthy of Xie Changyuan at all.

The Xie family is a wealthy family in the capital, and now has a bright future. Even though Chen Shulan is the granddaughter of the King of Zhongshan, but seriously speaking, she is just a poor person with both parents dead and no brothers or sisters to support her.

Climbing Xie Changyuan is really a stroke of luck.

Aunt Liu and Qing Moss had been in and out of the mansion these past two days. They had more or less heard the chatter outside, and they couldn't help but feel resentful in their hearts.

I don't understand why those people like to gossip so much.

Whether it is Xie Changyuan who is not worthy of Chen Shulan, or Xie Changyuan who has failed in his fortune, or Chen Shulan is too poor to be worthy of Xie Changyuan.

These comments sounded like countless jealousy in the ears of Aunt Liu and Qing Moss.

Those people are just jealous that others are living a better life than themselves.

These days, we just pity the poor for their poor lives and envy the rich for their good lives.

Those who are too bored and have no skills will always have a lot of time to judge other people's lives and get some ridiculous fun out of it.

The morning light shone into the room through the gap in the slightly opened window.

Chen Shulan, who was on the bed, opened her eyes quietly, her eyelashes flickered for a while, then closed her eyes again, yawned and leaned against the "warmer" behind her.

Although she was half asleep, she knew that the warm bosom behind her belonged to her new husband, Xie Changyuan.

Thinking about the second day of the wedding, Chen Shulan woke up and found herself lying in the arms of someone. She was shocked and felt very uncomfortable.

But Xie Changyuan made her accustomed to it in just two days.

Something that made people blush and make their hearts beat faster flashed through Chen Shulan's mind, and the hazy sleepiness in Chen Shulan's heart gradually disappeared.

She opened her eyes and looked at the arm in front of her, her face turned red again.

Xie Changyuan is really a very dishonest person. Not only does he come up with all kinds of tricks at night, but he also... shows off his prostitution during the day!
It's simply unseemly and overbearing.

Chen Shulan couldn't escape his aggression, and was always dragged down to the bottom. She was annoyed and helpless towards Xie Changyuan.

"Ningning."

Realizing that the person in his arms had woken up, Xie Changyuan retracted his arms, hugged her tighter, and turned her over in his arms, holding her face to face, "Good Ningning, why are you awake so early?"

Ningning is Chen Shulan's nickname, and no one has called her since her mother passed away.

Last night, after Xie Changyuan hugged her to rest, he somehow asked her if she had a nickname, and Chen Shulan said it.

So Xie Changyuan called her "Ning Ning" all night long. The tune was melodious and laughing at one moment, deep and hoarse at another, and full of charm at the next.

As a result, Chen Shulan's whole body went weak when she heard this title, and she regretted why she told him.

She bit her lip and said, "Don't, don't call me that."

"Why?" Xie Changyuan half-closed his eyes and rubbed Chen Shulan's forehead with his angular chin, "None of our brothers and sisters have nicknames."

"I suspect it's because my parents have too many children, and naming them is a huge undertaking, so they don't bother to choose nicknames to save some time."

"Your nickname is very nice, I like to call you that."

Next, Xie Changyuan shouted "Ning Ning" several times with a low smile.

Chen Shulan looked embarrassed, knowing that she couldn't control him, so she had to do the next best thing: "Then don't shout like that outside."

"Ah."

Xie Changyuan responded gently, kissed Chen Shulan's forehead, and hugged her, then turned over and got off the bed neatly.

Chen Shulan quickly lowered her eyes and listened to a rustling sound.

After a moment, the edge of the bed sank, and a pair of long arms stretched out and directly picked up Chen Shulan, who was wrapped in the quilt.

Xie Changyuan said: "Hurry up, come back today, you can't be late."

"I know--"

Chen Shulan held Xie Changyuan's hand and said in embarrassment: "I'll do it myself!" "Okay!"

Xie Changyuan let her go easily, got up and went outside to greet people to get ready to wash up.

This time he went out with only a personal caregiver to look after him, but now that he was married, Lei's parents were men, so naturally they couldn't come in to take care of him.

So the person who took care of daily life naturally became Aunt Liu.

Although Xie Changyuan was attached to Beauty Village these past two days, he didn't pay much attention to what was going on outside, and ordered the people underground to keep an eye on it.

So I also heard those kinds of rumors.

At this time, when she saw Grandma Liu coming in with her maid to deliver toiletries, she couldn't help but laugh.

In this land of northern Hebei, he seems to be eating soft food, which has many benefits.

Xie Changyuan thought as he stood up and tidied himself up.

When he finished washing and was about to tie his hair, Chen Shulan had just put on clothes and came out of the inner room.

Xie Changyuan called her: "Ning Ning, come here."

Aunt Liu was stunned, and even the other maids in the room looked at her in surprise.

Chen Shulan said angrily: "Shut up!"

"Oh……"

Xie Changyuan smiled and said: "Well...Lanlan, come here."

Chen Shulan: "..."

Xie Changyuan urged: "Come quickly."

Chen Shulan took a deep breath, knowing that if she didn't go over, the man wouldn't know what to say, so she had to quickly walk to him, frowned and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Please help me wear the crown."

Xie Changyuan handed the crown to Chen Shulan, then turned and sat on the round stool.

Chen Shulan was depressed for a while, then walked behind Xie Changyuan, carefully straightened his bun, and arranged it neatly. She held the white jade crown with both hands and put it on the bun.

Then he took the hairpin from Nanny Liu and fixed the crown in place.

Xie Changyuan said: "The hands are so beautiful."

"..."

Chen Shulan quickly backed away, ignored him, and turned to wash up.

Xie Changyuan raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at Chen Shulan washing up in the mirror. The corners of his lips were slightly raised, and there was a hint of tenderness in his eyes.

He suddenly remembered the time when he was crowned.

At that time, the situation in the court was still relatively complicated, and the war had not stopped.

He has never held a crowning ceremony specifically.

But there was a wild flower he knew from outside who crowned him.

At that time, he felt a little excited, but within a few days, he had forgotten what the little wild flower was called and what it looked like.

Now Chen Shulan put the crown on his head, and this simple action made him feel strange for some reason.

It seems that there is some regret, why I didn’t know her before, why she didn’t wear the crown at that time...

But then Xie Changyuan thought that he was older than Chen Shulan.

How old was Chen Shulan when he was a child?
Twelve or thirteen years old?

Seems to be about the same.

Chen Shulan, who is twelve or thirteen years old, seems to stay with Chen Qingci every day.

Xie Changyuan felt a little sour in his heart, and couldn't help but let out a "tsk" sound, thinking uncomfortably that he was still jealous of a dead man.

(End of this chapter)