Xihe was surprised. She didn't do anything. Why was he blushing?
After breakfast, Meng Yuchuan explained the purpose of his visit. Xihe thought of Meng Huaiyu's pitiful little rebel. Although he didn't like the old lady, he finally agreed to go to the main courtyard.
He took the umbrella and the pastries steamed by the maid, and was about to go out, but was stopped by Meng Yuchuan.
"Do you want to change some clothes?"
Meng Yuchuan wore a white robe with dark bamboo patterns and held a folding fan. He looked like a handsome young man. If it weren't for his red ears, Xihe wouldn't have noticed that this man was very lenient.
She couldn't help but lower her head. The dress that Aunt Liu brought her was, well, a bit see-through...
The smoky purple skirt hangs softly on her body, outlining her beautiful figure. Her slender waist is not too tight to hold, and because of her recent heavy eating, the curvature of her chest has become a little higher.
Bah, Nanny Liu, what are you thinking about?
Xihe nodded calmly, turned around calmly, went back to the house and quickly changed his clothes, even taking off his hair and pulling it up neatly.
Meng Yuchuan saw that her dress was simple and no longer so attractive. He immediately nodded, waving his fan and walked in front, stopping from time to time to wait for her.
Xihe: "..."
When they arrived at the main courtyard, Meng Huaiyu was already having fun all over the place.
The little baby was holding a bamboo ball in his hand, throwing it with the boy, and rolled it to Xihe's feet.
Everyone immediately looked over.
Meng Huaiyu also looked at Xihe with his dark eyes: "Ball!"
Xihe raised his foot and kicked him back. Bang, it hit the little guy and he sat down on the ground.
hiss--
The maid and the servant all gasped subconsciously.
The wet nurse was so anxious that she ran over.
The little guy blinked, but didn't cry. He put his hands on the ground and slowly got up.
He walked behind the ball, looked at the bamboo ball, looked at Xihe, then stretched out his leg, and bang, he fell to the ground.
"Wow--"
The cries shook the heaven and earth.
The maids and nannies rushed over and coaxed the little ancestor softly.
The old lady who was sleeping in the room was also awakened. She hurriedly walked out on crutches. She touched her little great-grandson and coaxed her. When the little guy stopped crying, she started to ask why. When she heard that it was Xihe again, .
Suddenly he was so angry that he hit the ground: "Do you want to make me angry to death? Get out, get out now!"
Xihe glanced at the nanny who was holding the young prince and bowing her head silently. She laughed inexplicably, turned around and left neatly.
The old lady suddenly became even more angry: "Look at her attitude? Ah!"
Meng Yuchuan nodded: "Yeah, yeah, I'll teach her a lesson."
Shaking the fan, it looked slow but was actually fast, and disappeared in a flash.
The old lady pointed at the door with wide eyes: "He, he..."
Everyone in the room lowered their heads and did not dare to say a word.
As soon as Xihe returned to the yard, Meng Yuchuan followed him and grabbed a handful of melon seeds on the plate.
Xihe couldn't stand it anymore: "Aren't you going to the Ministry of War today?"
Meng Yuchuan peeled melon seeds: "In today's peaceful and prosperous times, the Ministry of War has nothing to do. It only needs to take a look once in a while."
He peeled off a melon seed with his slender fingers, put it on the plate, and then started to peel off another one... Xihe thought to himself, he is really good-looking, and all the melon seeds are attractive when he peels them.
She suggested: "How about you go sell sesame cakes."
Meng Yuchuan:? ? ?
He curled his lips and said, "If the Marquis Mansion disappears one day, I can give it a try, but then I will have to make my wife suffer with me."
Xihe prostituted a few melon seeds for free: "One day, I will make peace with you."
Meng Yuchuan paused while peeling melon seeds: "Is the lady really so heartless?"
Xihe nodded: "A beautiful lady like me wants delicacies from the mountains and seas, is supported by silks and satins, and is pampered like pearls and jade. How can she suffer like that?"
Meng Yuchuan suddenly smiled brilliantly: "My husband, I have to guard this honor."
In early summer, the sunshine outside the house is warm and pleasant. The gentle and jade-like young master is sitting on a chair, with a garden full of peonies behind him, and a smile on his lips. It is impossible to imagine how majestic he looks when killing enemies on the battlefield.
Xihe seriously suggested: "How about we make peace now?"
She mentioned it casually at first, but the more she thought about it, the more clever the idea became. Anyway, she came in time this time, and the little rebellion did not leave the shadow of drowning. In the future, she would not follow the original owner's trick of teasing him. With the interaction between the old lady and Lu, With care, he will gradually grow and not become a little pervert.
As for the future, the worst she could do was cut off the opportunity for him to get to know the heroine and choose to help him when he and the regent were fighting to the death.
This...should be enough, right?
But--
Xihe couldn't help but look at the opposite side. Without his father, would Meng Huaiyu really become better?
The curve of the raised corners of Meng Yuchuan's mouth remained unchanged, but the smile did not reach his eyes. He peeled off a grape and put it to her mouth: "Madam, we have only been married for a year, what nonsense are you talking about?"
Xihe bit it, a little helpless: "Is it really not possible?"
Meng Yuchuan peeled another grape and stuffed it into her mouth: "The lady is so beautiful when she doesn't speak."
Xihe: "..."
He took a vicious bite of the grape, stood up with the fruit plate in his arms and left angrily: "Kick the prince out!"
The people waiting in the room looked at each other in confusion. Qingzhu couldn't help but look at his master. Meng Yuchuan patted his robe and stood up. He said "take good care of the young lady", waved his fan and left with a smile.
There is no airtight wall in the world, let alone the big sieve of Peony Garden.
Before night, both the old lady and Mrs. Lu knew that their grandson had been driven out of the courtyard.
The old lady was so angry that she was about to call someone over and curse her, but Ms. Lu stopped her and said thoughtfully: "Mother, Yuchuan seems to have taken a liking to the Qiang family."
The old lady wanted to say it was impossible, but the scene from the morning flashed in her mind.
Her grandson went after the woman.
And then... got kicked out.
The old lady was so angry that she rolled up her sleeves: "Forget it, my old lady doesn't care, they can do whatever they like!"
Early the next morning, Meng Yuchuan slowly walked into the Peony Garden. Not long after, the news flew throughout the Marquis Mansion like it had wings. The old lady was about to lament again, but Mrs. Lu shook her head and ignored it.
Xihe served Meng Yuchuan with homemade milk tea. Meng Yuchuan took two sips and stopped drinking.
Xihe didn't care, and watched the maids playing the piano and dancing intently, sighing that these maids were so versatile, and thinking about yesterday... In fact, she was not angry. After all, she knew how difficult it was to reconcile in ancient times, not to mention that her current status was unusual, not She said she could leave if she wanted.
She just tested Meng Yuchuan. If it didn't work, then forget it.
"Meng Yuchuan." She shouted.
"Madam, you should call me husband."
Xihe called his husband, and then said: "I heard that you have a horse farm in the suburbs?"
Meng Yuchuan immediately guessed that she wanted to go horse racing. He nodded but didn't say much.
Xihe's eyes lit up and he pushed the peeled orange beside him: "Mr. sir, the weather has been very nice recently. What do you think of taking Huaiyu for a drive?"
