Xiao Yun walked out of the door of the Household Department with some pride. Feeling relieved, he took his servants to the store. Previously, because of his identity, Biyuan Tower was under the control of Sister Xue. Now that he has the certificate, he is justified. .
These days, Yun Zixiang is also very happy, playing with Yan Yan in the house without anything. The little girl is gradually growing and her mouth is babbling non-stop, making the servants laugh non-stop, just like a Like a little sun.
Yun Zixiang suddenly thought of something. He tensed up and felt a little sad. Seeing her smiling so happily, he wondered what he would do if he grew up and lost his mother. Thinking of this, tears welled up in his eyes and he tried not to let them go. stay
"Princess! What's wrong with you?" Zhihe noticed something strange and asked.
"It's okay! There's sand in my eyes." She rubbed her eyes.
"Then I'll close the window."
After that, Zhihe closed a window near the door and saw the prince coming this way.
"Princess! The prince is here!"
"Okay, you all can go down!"
"Yes!" The servant leaned over and retreated.
Yun Zixiang put away his emotions and greeted him with a smile: "Why did you come back so early today?"
"I want to come back soon to be with you." He held the approaching person in his arms, smelled the faint fragrance of flowers on her body, and felt a little calmer.
"What's wrong?"
He touched her hair: "I miss you!"
Yun Zixiang curled up the corner of his lips and said that he was out of shape. Hearing the cry, he signaled for him to let go, picked up the baby in the cradle, and coaxed him.
"Maybe you're hungry. Call the wet nurse to come in!"
Soon after, the wet nurse came in and took Yan Yan away.
In the dusk of late autumn, he and she walked slowly by the quiet lake. They saw that the flowers had long withered, the leaves had dried up, the bare trees hung listlessly on the trunks, and the green grass in the past was Now it's just withered and yellow.
"Is there something you want to tell me?" Yun Zixiang asked, seeing that he seemed to be worried.
"You can see all this." He said with a smile, gathered her cloak around her neck, and said with concern: "Be careful of catching a cold."
"Then you should talk to your wife quickly!"
He paused and looked at Yun Zixiang for a long time, and then said tentatively: "I wonder if you would like it if one day you could stay away from the court and live a pastoral life?"
Yun Zixiang laughed out loud: "I hope it's because of this. If I say, as long as the family is together, no matter where we are, it will be great."
"I think so too." He held her face in his hands, as if looking at some treasure, and pressed a light kiss on her forehead.
She felt his warmth. She didn't know how long this warmth could last. Looking at the man in front of her, tears fell quietly from the corners of her eyes.
"Why are you crying?" He stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears.
"I was moved to tears." She said, holding his hand and walking around the lake, enjoying the time.
next day
"Princess! Your Majesty asked me to deliver the invitation to you!" The official came over and said, holding a post from Hong Xizi printed with gold powder.
Yun Zixiang reacted for a long time before he remembered that Shen Yujin's wedding was coming. According to the weather, it should have been a good few days. If Chu Qian hadn't reminded him, he might not have been able to remember it.
Zhihe took it from the housekeeper and handed it to Yun Zixiang. She opened it and saw that it was three days later, so she should have time to prepare the gift.
She ordered her servants to go to the warehouse to take out Mr. Qi's ink pen and put it in a brocade box, and bring it to her on the wedding day. Speaking of which, the two of them hadn't seen each other for a long time.
The wedding day is coming in three days as promised
