The male god of fast travel NPC is always captured by me

Chapter 691 Powerful Minister's Sweet and Cute Wife (50)

Emperor Wen of Chu Yongxi was 23 years old, and Han Yue was 34 years old. It has been almost four years since Pei was lucky enough to disappear.

This year, the spring breeze is still there, with hundreds of flowers blooming, and Jinling City is as prosperous as ever.

March [-]rd is the Flower Goddess Festival.

A carriage with a red wheel and canopy stopped in front of the Orchid Garden. The brocade curtain was opened, and a young man came out. He was wearing a brocade dress with apricot yellow background and Su embroidery. He had red lips and white teeth, and was extremely beautiful.

He saw the bustling crowds in front of Lan Yuan, and he smiled and stretched out his hand to the maid next to him, "Sister Jiu'er, take me down."

Jiu'er will come over to hug him immediately.

At this time, a slender, white hand with well-defined joints raised the brocade curtain, and a cold and indifferent voice came from the carriage, "Han Cheng, how old are you, go down by yourself."

Jiu'er could only withdraw his hand resentfully, and said with a smile: "Young master, this servant will bring you a footstool."

Han Cheng just wanted someone to hug him, but no one hugged him, so he stepped on some footstool and jumped off the carriage.

Jiu'er was startled, and hurried over, squatting in front of Han Cheng, grabbing his shoulders and looking left and right, his eyes were full of worry, "Young master, you didn't fall, did your feet hurt? Give you a rub."

Han Cheng patted Jiu'er on the shoulder like a grown-up, "Sister Jiu'er, Dad let me go down by myself. As a son of man, I naturally have to listen to Dad, right, Dad, isn't Cheng'er very good?" ?”

Han Yue gracefully stepped on the footstool from the other side of the carriage and got out of the carriage. He was dressed in black. The robe was embroidered with dark red silk thread mixed with silver thread to embroider the edge of flowing clouds. The wide sleeves of the robe fluttered in the wind.

Hearing Han Cheng's words, Han Yue looked sideways at him, standing backlit, his handsome eyebrows deeper.

Han Yue said: "Yes, you are good, you are very good."

Han Cheng felt that his father's tone of voice was a little too gentle, and when he was about to finish, he hid behind Jiu'er, grabbed Jiu'er's skirt, and opened his slender eyes slightly, like a frightened cat.

Pretty and cute.

Han Cheng said cautiously: "Father, no matter how naughty Cheng'er is today, you can't be angry. As you said, Auntie likes the Hundred Flowers Banquet the most. You can't be angry on such a good day."

Hearing Han Cheng suddenly mention the person who had been missing for several years, Jiu'er's original smile disappeared instantly, and the circles of his eyes soon turned red, covering a layer of clear mist.

Han Yue was a little lost in thought, his face was morbidly pale, his eyes were indifferent, his deep and sharp outline was sharp and beautiful, and his lips were pursed into a straight line.

He was silent for a moment and said without emotion: "Cheng'er is right, today is a good day, I won't be angry."

Han Cheng laughed happily, and came out from behind Jiu'er, his eyes bent into two beautiful crescents, looking very similar to that person.

Entering the Orchid Garden, Han Yue brought Han Cheng, Jiu'er, and the hidden guards dressed as servants to Lanhu Lake.

This place remains the same year after year, and this year is no exception. There are many people gathered by the lake, and the painters are painting.

Han Cheng liked the excitement very much. When he saw a group of people gathered over there, he took Jiu'er's hand, pointed to that side and said excitedly, "Sister Jiu'er, I'm going to play, you come with me."

Jiu'er naturally wouldn't reject Han Cheng, she looked at Han Yue asking for instructions, "My lord?"

Han Yue asked all the hidden guards to follow Han Cheng, and he himself entered the gazebo by the Lan Lake. There was still no one there. Han Yue sat on the beauty by the lake, put his hands on the railing, and looked He looked indifferently at the painter who was painting not far away.

There are a few peach trees in full bloom beside Lanhu Lake, which are shining brightly, and the gorgeous flower colors are reflected in the water, reflecting a pool of blue lake with dots of sweet flower colors.

Han Yue sat in the gazebo for half an hour, and heard the voices of men and women talking outside the gazebo, as well as the sound of approaching footsteps.

The man said: "It's rare to be able to come to the Hundred Flowers Banquet in Jinling City this spring. I remember that when I first met you at the Hundred Flowers Banquet, we met from afar and fell in love at first sight."

The woman said lightly: "I remember I asked you why you gave me flowers at the Hundred Flowers Banquet back then. You said, I am a girl, and everyone else, no matter men, women, young or old, fat or thin, beautiful or ugly, all give flowers to me." , I am the only one, alone, no one cares, it is really pitiful, in order not to embarrass me too much, this is the gift of flowers for me."

The man let out an "Ah" and pretended to be stupid and said, "Is there such a thing? Yan'er, you must have misremembered. My husband definitely fell in love with you at first sight. Didn't I give away the remaining pot of Qingyuebaitan?" Is it given to you?"

The woman said: "The matter of Qingyue Baitan, I remember the second time we met, you told me that you couldn't fit it in the house, and it still took up space, so you simply gave it to me."

man:"……"

The woman said: "Li Jinghong, how many words you said to me are true and how many are false, do you know? Could it be that the words that you really want to marry me are also false, but your Li family lacks a head of the family?" Mother, you lack a woman to carry on your family, so you chose me, because I seem to be able to give birth, ah, as expected of a businessman, I am so accurate, I married you for only three years, and I gave birth to a pair of dragons and phoenixes There is still one fetus in the stomach, Mr. Li has really good eyesight."

The man sighed helplessly, and begged for mercy in a soft voice: "Yan'er, my good talker, can you stop talking about my past bastards? I count, but if I say I want to marry, it is absolutely sincere, really, kind words, I really want to marry you as my wife and take care of you for the rest of my life, believe me."

The woman snorted and said, "Look at your performance, go back and make me sweet and sour fish."

The man said awkwardly: "But I can't."

The woman said: "Study, I didn't know how to have children before I married you, and I can't do it now."

Man: "Ma'am is right."

The two entered the gazebo while talking.

Han Yue looked at them blankly, and it was indeed Li Jinghong and Murong Jingyan, the fourth lady of Murong's family.

Three years ago, Li Jinghong, the richest man in Chu, proposed marriage to the Murong family. Everyone thought that Mr. Li was asking to marry the second young lady who was born from the same mother as the crown princess. Who knew that he was actually the fourth young lady, Murong Jingyan, who was born to a maid? , this incident caused quite a stir at that time.

After Murong Jingyan and Li Jinghong got married, they went to Yunyang and rarely returned to Jinling.

Not seen for many years, Li Jinghong was wearing a gray-purple cloud brocade robe. His handsome face was the same as before, with a deep and graceful outline, and his eyes were sharp and cold, like a long river of frost that had been deeply settled.

Murong Jingyan was wearing a concubine-colored silk peony long dress, her facial features were clean and beautiful, and her smile was like a flower.

She grew up in Jinling City and is the daughter of an aristocratic family. She naturally knew Han Yue. After seeing him, she was a little dazed. Murong, I have met Mr. Han."

Li Jinghong took a look at Han Yue from a distance when he was young, and thought that the disaster relief official was really young, and he might die soon. Unexpectedly, that young official would soon become the Zhongshu Ling of the Great Chu Thousand People .

A few years ago, he also met Han Yue in this gazebo.

Li Jinghong saw that his wife had already greeted him, so he restrained his usual indecency, cupped his hands and said, "Yunyang Li Jinghong, I have long admired Master Han's name."

(End of this chapter)