Wangfu little dumb wife

Chapter 808 Good Day (2 more)
Xiang Ning had already retreated, and Ye Ling was sitting on the babu bed with carved mahogany gourd pattern, half of the curtains were lowered, and the octagonal lampshade at the head of the bed was shining brightly, making her small face white and delicate.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Ye Ling raised her head and saw that it was Song Yuanbao. The handkerchief in her hand tightened, "Mr. Xiang..."

Song Yuanbao walked up to her and sat down, "I used my feet to go up and down the mountain today, baby tired?"

Ye Ling shook her head shyly, "I just took a bath, and I feel much more comfortable."

Song Yuanbao asked her, "Is there any discomfort, I'll give you a massage."

Although they had been married for more than two months, they hadn't formally made out yet, so Ye Ling shook her head, "I haven't exercised for a long time, it's rare to go out for a while, I feel pretty good."

Song Yuanbao saw that she was nervous, and smiled lightly, "Don't be afraid, it will be fine after tonight."

It was fine if he didn't say anything, but when he said it, Ye Ling's face turned red as if bleeding, and she didn't even dare to lift her head up. Just as she was about to say something, she was hugged.

Unable to adapt at first, Ye Ling struggled a little, but soon softened, and half of her body was nestled in his arms.

Song Yuanbao hugged her with one arm, and gently rubbed the top of her hair with the other hand, "I didn't expect that I would spend so much effort to marry you in, but I stayed up for so long during the festive night, baby, I have been very bad for the past two months."

There was a slight complaint in his tone.

Ye Ling heard it, raised her eyes to meet Song Yuanbao's gaze, and said with a blushing face, "I know, I had to do it for the first two months, and now the national funeral has passed..."

As he spoke, he gradually lost his voice.

Song Yuanbao looked at her like the two rabbits that were huddled in the cage when he came in, he suddenly laughed loudly.

"What are you laughing at?" Ye Ling was a little embarrassed.

Song Yuanbao's affection remained undiminished, "I laugh, the picture you drew for me is wonderful, next time we have time, let's draw another one, instead of going to the flowers, go to the lake, or go to other places Di'er, if you draw well, save it and show it to my son later."

"You're talking nonsense again!" Ye Ling glared at him, Song Yuanbao's heart melted with such an angry look, he reluctantly let go of him, "Sit down for a while, I'll go take a bath."

After speaking, he got up and left.

Xiang Ning waited outside the whole time, and saw that my uncle was going to take a bath, and there was a servant waiting on him. She sneaked into the house, and saw Ye Ling bent over the closet looking for a new quilt.

"Girl." Xiang Ning called softly.

Ye Ling was startled, and turned to look at her, "Why did you come in?"

Xiang Ning giggled, and stretched out her hands hidden behind her back. In one hand, she held a red candle as thick as an arm, with a pattern of dragon and phoenix showing auspiciousness on it.

Ye Ling was startled, "What are you doing?"

Xiang Ning raised her eyebrows, "Of course it's to light red candles for my uncle and girl!"

While talking, he went to the incense table and placed the red candles, opened the fire and lit it, and said: "Madam has been asking me, I will finally have something to say when I go back tomorrow."

Ye Ling was holding the new quilt, and her hands were inconvenient, so she could only goug her with her eyes, "There is no dowry girl like you who runs to her mother's house twice in three days, next time without my permission, you are not allowed to go back casually, otherwise I arranged for you to go to the outer courtyard to follow the mother in charge to do the rough work of cleaning, so you don't have to come and serve me."

"Oh, the girl is too cruel!" Xiang Ning said with a bitter face, "My wife is just a girl like you, she wants to know how you are doing in the Song family every day, of course I have to go back, not to mention, the wife Side won't say anything."

"That's my mother's good nature. If the old lady catches you one day, see if she will spare you."

Hearing Ye Ling mention Mrs. Song, Xiang Ning immediately fainted. After a while, she flattered her and said, "Girl, don't be angry, I just don't go back, hey? Isn't Madam going to arrange someone to come to the house to pick up Yuan Pao tonight?" ? Why haven't you seen anyone yet?"

"When I was having dinner in my mother's courtyard, she saw that I was nervous, so she said she would not arrange for someone to come over." Ye Ling felt ashamed as she said that, "My husband is coming back soon, you hurry up and leave me alone. "

Xiang Ning covered her lips and smiled, and reminded Ye Ling, "Girl, this red candle will burn until dawn, so you must not extinguish it by yourself tonight, otherwise it will be unlucky."

Ye Ling said that she knew, and kicked the little girl out.

Song Yuanbao came back from the bath, wearing only off-white hang silk pajamas, most of his hair had been wrung out by the servants, and now it was loosely gathered around his shoulders. It's every move that reveals a provocative attitude.

Ye Ling was blushing and heart beating. She didn't know what to say, so she pointed to the red candle on the incense table, "The girl Xiang Ning came in and put it on. She said it must be lit tonight."

"This girl is very thoughtful, and I will give her a red envelope tomorrow." Song Yuanbao was happy, but when he thought of something, he changed his words, "Oh no, early tomorrow morning, all the servants in this yard will be rewarded, so reward them well. "

Ye Ling turned around and spread the quilt, her face was burning red, "It's late at night, sir, go to bed early!"

……

This night, not only the Hefeng Xiaozhu was burning the dragon and phoenix candles, but also the Yikun Palace in the imperial city.

Knowing that His Majesty will stay in Yikun Palace tonight, Eunuch Sanbao sent the little eunuch to the House of Internal Affairs to fetch a pair of wedding candles early on.

As soon as Dong Han saw it at the time, she understood it. She, who was always calm, blushed rarely.

The concubine's bedtime in the palace is much more troublesome than the festive nights in the public, especially this is the festive night of the emperor's big wedding, which is full of ritual. The palace people have been preparing since the sky has not darkened since Youshi. In the spacious and gorgeous bathing pool, is The female officer specially mixed the fragrant soup for the queen. Knowing that her majesty does not like too strong fragrance, the petals are not sprinkled too much. The shampoo and body balm prepared for the queen are very light and delicate. of the best.

Nianchun and Xiudong were waiting for Dong Han to take a bath.

The two of them were originally imperial maids left by the former empress to Zhao Xi, but Zhao Xi didn't like having so many maids around, so they gave them to Dong Han, leaving only Aunt Jingzhe as a female official.

Dong Han has heard of Nianchun and Xiudong, who used to be the maids of the East Palace, and later followed the first queen, and after the first queen left, they came back again, and now they are her grand maids.

The rules in the palace are strict, and Dong Han knew that if these two people had successfully served the bed at the beginning, they should have a status now, but they went around and came back to serve the queen, so it can be seen that they have never served the bed.

But even so, Dong Han still had something to ask. She leaned against the edge of the Baiyu Pond and looked at the two of them, "Do you two know what are the rules for your Majesty's sleeping?"

Other apparent preferences and taboos, Dong Han has been in the palace for two months. The only thing I don't know now is whether Zhao Xi will have any special rules when sleeping. If so, she has to Make preparations as soon as possible, otherwise he will be displeased the first night, and there is no way to restore this impression in the future.

Nianchun and Xiudong looked at each other, as if they were concerned, neither of them said anything.

Dong Han saw it, and asked with a smile: "Is there something that I can't know?"

Nian Chun hesitated and said: "It's not that the servants and maids are unwilling to speak, it's really..."

Before she finished speaking, Xiudong answered, "Just say what you want, anyway, the empress will be going to bed later, and you will know sooner or later."

Dong Han had to pay attention to her tone, "Say it!"

"Your Majesty is strict and dignified during the day, but he doesn't sleep well at all. He not only kicks the quilt, but also pushes the pillow. The next morning, his hair is messed up. Sister Wanqiu used to watch the night in his room every morning. It takes a long time to do his hair."

Dong Han listened, wanting to laugh but not daring to laugh.

She really couldn't imagine that a person like His Majesty, who pursues perfection in everything and is strict with himself, would be like this at night.

"That's right!" Nianchun sighed, "Because of this, when His Majesty was still in Yutang Palace, he never let people go in to watch the night easily, until Young Master Song entered the palace to accompany him to read, somehow he persuaded His Majesty to let Sister Wanqiu After entering, we also learned about it from Sister Panqiu, as for what His Majesty looks like with messy hair, the servants and servants have never seen it before."

Dong Han nodded, "Okay, I see."

……

When the sky completely darkened, Zhao Xicai put down his red ink brush, raised his head from the desk in the imperial study, went back to the palace for dinner, took a bath, and then drove to Yikun Palace.

Dong Han had someone prepare a small stove, on which the wine was warmed.

As soon as Zhao Xi came in, he could smell the aroma of wine all over the hall, it was Luo Fuchun he liked.

Dong Han bowed his knees, ready to salute him, but Zhao Xi excused himself, his gaze fell on the small stove, "You still drinking at this late hour?"

"It's autumn." Dong Han said: "It's cold in the morning and evening, the concubine is thinking, Your Majesty has been sitting in the imperial study for a whole day, it's good to drink some warm wine to warm up."

As he spoke, he poured a spoonful into the wine cup with a wine ladle, and put it in front of Zhao Xi with both hands, "Taste, Your Majesty."

Under normal circumstances, Zhao Xi wouldn't drink like this at night, but for some reason today, he suddenly became interested. He took it, took a sip, sipped it carefully, and said: "The throat is warm and mellow, and the aftertaste is sweet. It tastes good."

Dong Han also drank a glass, and quickly asked Xiudong and the two to come in and remove the jug, wine cup and small stove, explaining: "This wine has stamina, Your Majesty should not drink too much, one glass is enough to warm up."

Zhao Xi has always been restrained, so naturally he will not be greedy, he looked at the inscription on the Duobao Pavilion, "It's getting late, it's time to go to bed."

Dong Han knew that Zhao Xi had a very strong sense of time. He woke up on time every day and went to bed on time every day. Unless there were special circumstances, he basically followed this rule.

She nodded, "The concubine undresses for His Majesty."

(End of this chapter)