The moonlight in the imperial capital seems to be more rough and majestic than the moonlight nights in other places.
Yao Yue wore a light red furry white cloak with a fire fox collar on the outside, and a dignified and elegant purple dress underneath.
The aura of wealth adds a bit of dignity.
She was a heroine who had once been the master of the holy land of martial arts. Now she was standing outside the manor, looking less like a gangster and more like a wife of a wealthy family.
Seeing Song Xuan in white robe walking towards the moonlight, her lips raised a smile, her eyebrows were picturesque, and her eyes were like stars. There was a trace of affection between the two people's eyes as they looked at each other.
"Are you anxious to wait?"
Song Xuan stepped forward and pinched her pretty face, "We are quite busy today and have kept you waiting for a long time."
Yao Yue's eyes were soft and she shook her head gently, "When I think of living here with my husband in the future, no matter how long I wait, I feel sweet in my heart."
As she spoke, she blinked and lowered her voice, "But my husband, could you please explain to me, when did the little girl named Long'er who went to play at my house today become my daughter?"
"I don't know about this either."
Song Xuan spread his hands and asked questions.
"Hmph! I asked, she is Xiaoqian's disciple. But my family, both my father and my mother, think that she is the daughter I gave birth to outside home five years ago."
Yao Yue's pretty face turned red. Although she and Song Xuan were already married, they were not married yet. At this moment, she felt a little embarrassed when talking about the child.
Pregnancy before marriage, even if the relationship between men and women is more open, it will always be unpleasant to talk about it.
"I don't know about this. Maybe Long'er looks a bit like you and me, and he's about the same age. Your parents may have got it wrong."
Yao Yue rolled her eyes at him. She, who had always been very gentle in front of Song Xuan, was now a little embarrassed and angry, "It must be the last time you went to my house and talked nonsense in front of my father!"
Song Xuan looked confused, "Huh? I didn't say anything. Don't ask me. You don't even know if you ask!"
Yao Yue rolled her eyes at him, "Just pretend...but that little girl is indeed quite cute. When I see her, I feel like I saw me when I was a child. I don't blame my parents for misunderstanding."
Song Xuan pinched her face, "Like children? If you like, we can have one ourselves!"
The tips of Yao Yue's ears turned red. She looked around subconsciously and spat, "Don't say such things outside!"
She hugged Song Xuan's waist, pressed her pretty face against his chest, and murmured: "Fortunately, fortunately, I'm getting married to you, otherwise the entire imperial capital would be laughing at me."
Song Xuan hugged the beauty in his arms tightly and said in a soft voice, "You, Miss Lu, were more famous than Song Qian back then. Who dares to laugh at you?"
Yao Yue lay on her chest and giggled twice, "That's right. The dandies in the entire imperial capital are not allowed to hide away when they see me. In other words, you are not only not afraid, but you also hold me down and beat me at every turn."
Speaking of which, our friendship can be considered a forged friendship. "
Feeling the restless hands roaming around her body, Yao Yuejiao glanced at her, struggled to get up, and said, "The manor is almost done. Do you want to visit the garden with me, Yeyue?"
Song Xuan nodded and said with a smile: "My wife invites you, how dare your husband disobey her?"
With that said, the two held hands and stepped into the door.
Inside the door, a group of flower slaves from the Yihua Palace had been waiting for a long time. When they saw Song Xuan, the uncle, entering, they all bowed solemnly and saluted.
They had already seen how powerful Song Xuan was in Yihua Palace. He was a powerful being who could defeat the old master-level flower slave with one hand.
Today, when some flower slaves went out to buy things for the house, they heard that my uncle had taken over the position of commander of the Xuanyi Guards today. In fact, one person was worth more than hundreds of millions of people.
He is powerful, powerful, and powerful, and he is also young and handsome and has unlimited potential for the future. Whoever sees him will not be able to treat him with caution?
"You all go down and have a rest. I'll go for a walk with your husband!"
No one dared to disobey Yao Yue's order. One of the flower slaves handed Yao Yue a lantern and quickly dispersed.
"The manor sold by Marquis Changqing covers an area of 300 acres. In terms of area alone, it is comparable to the average Duke's Mansion."
The two of them strolled through the manor, and Yao Yue made introductions from time to time.
"The architectural style of manors in the imperial capital has always been majestic, and the colors are mainly gray, but I don't like them very much. I prefer the white walls, black tiles, gardens and streams in the Jiangnan water towns."
"This manor has the style of a Jiangnan water town. I looked at seven or eight manors before choosing this one that is most suitable. I wonder if Mr. Dao is satisfied with it?"
Song Xuan smiled and said: "I have never cared too much about these external things. I care more about who I am with. Being with you, even if it is three huts, I will be happy."
Who doesn't like to hear love words? Although Yao Yue was suppressing her smile, her eyes had already bent into a crescent shape subconsciously. The lantern in her hand was swinging leisurely, and she was obviously in a very good mood.
"This manor mainly consists of three buildings with three entrances, plus a separate courtyard and a landscape garden. This side is the West Road courtyard."
Yaoyue pointed to a courtyard not far away with a lantern. Song Xuan looked around and saw a lot of bamboos planted among the lush greenery not far away, and the fresh breath came to his face.
The two of them walked in. Although it was cold winter, the night wind was quite soft and not chilly today. The two of them sat on the railing. At this moment, a full moon hung in the sky, making the place even more tranquil.
The evening breeze caressed gently, and there was a rustling sound in the bamboo forest. Song Xuan stared at the Qiongyu buildings not far away, and looked at the gurgling blue spring, feeling calm. This kind of ancient place made him very happy. Yes.
He is not very greedy for the enjoyment of external things, but he has to say that staying in such an elegant and peaceful environment is indeed a kind of enjoyment of life.
Next, the two walked around the other two streets of the manor, and Song Xuan gained a new understanding of the luxury of the powerful class.
Not to mention rockeries, lakes, bamboo forests, various terraces and courtyards, Song Xuan even saw an artificial waterfall in the garden behind the courtyard.
Song Xuan stood in front of the waterfall and said nothing for a long time.
"Husband, don't you like it?"
"No, I love it!"
He stared at the waterfall and said with emotion: "When we have a child in the future, when he reaches the age of practicing martial arts, we can let him stay under this waterfall to receive the impact and polish his body. The effect will be much better than a simple medicinal bath."
Yao Yue rolled her eyes at him, this is what you think of in such a poetic and picturesque scene?
It would be a shame to use waterfalls to train my body and become your son.
After standing in front of the waterfall and enjoying the night breeze for a while, Song Xuan stretched lazily, picked up Yao Yue, and laughed loudly: "Come on, let me try my husband's methods tonight!"
