Qing Chuan's Treasures of Delegacy

Chapter 029

The one who was able to fall asleep directly on the wedding night when he married Ce Fujin, I am afraid that he is still the No. 1 of this big gold.

Huang Taiji's heart turned cold, it's too bad, if this matter was spread, it wouldn't be laughed out of the mouth by his brothers.He took a deep breath on the spot, and immediately turned over from the bed, ready to get up and change clothes.

At this moment, the sky was bright, according to the rules, he should take Baoyin to the Khan Palace to meet his father Khan and his concubine.

Therefore, he did not continue to discuss with Baoyin why he fell asleep directly last night, but immediately ordered someone to come in to help change clothes and freshen up.There are two new maidservants standing outside the door, and Baoyin doesn't know their names yet.It is said that Zhe Zhe arranged the staff, two maids and two nuns.

When the two maidservants outside the door heard the call, they immediately came in with a copper basin full of water and washing tools.When he saw that the two masters were still dressed as they were yesterday, and that the bed was neat and tidy, a strange look appeared on their faces.

After seeing the eyes and expressions of these two maids, Huang Taiji just coughed lightly to clear his throat.Immediately, a strong, warning look locked on the two maids.The atmosphere in the room suddenly became tense, as if in an instant, the temperature plummeted and the snow fell.Even though spring had begun at this moment, it was hard to ignore that destructive look in his eyes.

Baoyin sat at the round table without saying a word, silently watching the changes in the expressions of the two maids, seeing that they remained calm under Huang Taiji's eyes, she felt much more at ease in her heart.Thinking about it, there is no doubt that these two maids are Zhe Zhe's people, but it would be bad if someone else was arranged to come.Zhezhe, the aunt, is now regarded as her rival in love with Baoyin, but also as an ally.Zhezhe's people are under the nose, and the advantages outweigh the disadvantages.

The two maids should have been well trained|taught, and they came forward to serve Huang Taiji and Baoyin very nimbly and neatly.Baoyin was not used to them, so she called Narentoya.Na Rentuoya's temperament is rather jumpy, when she saw her Ge Ge, she blurted out half of her words, and then swallowed them abruptly under Baoyin's warning eyes.

After everything was settled, the two nuns brought the morning meal.

At this time, Baoyin and Huang Taiji were already sitting in the open room of the small courtyard, sitting at the big redwood round table.The morning meal was a typical Manchu food, and Baoyin couldn't help frowning when he saw the greasy meat.She just took a cup of milk tea and sipped quietly.

At this time, Huang Taiji suddenly said: "Baoyin, what happened last night..." The hesitant appearance and the hesitation in his tone immediately made the person who was slowly drinking tea raise his head.Doubt flashed across the bright eyes, and Huang Taiji, who met this gaze, couldn't help but sigh softly, "Forget it, let's hurry up, or we'll be late."

Baoyin did not speak, and refused to nod his head. He just lowered his eyes and continued with the tasting just now.Curly thick black eyelashes covered the mocking eyes, and Baoyin murmured inwardly: Do you want me not to tell, or do you want me to keep it a secret.In fact, she is also very clear that if this situation is spread, people who don't care will take it as a joke after listening to it.But if thoughtful people listen to it, they might come up with some tricks, nothing more than not giving Horqin face or something.To be honest, Baoyin really hoped that this matter would not give her any face and be left in the cold.

The first thing today is to worship the heavens and the earth and the ranking of the ancestors.And time was very tight, so Huang Taiji didn't delay too much.After the meal, Huang Taiji took Baoyin into the carriage and went to do the first big thing of worshiping the ancestors.

Huang Taiji, who seldom rides in a carriage, is uncharacteristically sitting in the carriage with Bao Yin today.

There were only the two of them in the carriage, and Huang Taiji took Baoyin's hand and held it in his big palm without any scruples and caressed slowly, "Baoyin, I pretended to be drunk last night, why did you get here?" Here, are you really drunk?" The tone of the words was a bit joking, and the tone was also extraordinarily friendly.His fortitude and toughness when speaking with his subordinates is completely useless.

"You are ashamed to say that you have occupied the bed by yourself." Baoyin frowned deliberately and whispered, "Huang Taiji, your wine quality seems to be too bad. Why do you look like that when you are drunk?!" She said The words are vague and refer to unclearly, deliberately taking the direction of thinking that is partial to Huang Taiji.

She knew very well in her heart that Huang Taiji definitely sensed that there was something wrong with the wine yesterday.Asking her like this now is just wanting her to admit it personally.But does he really think her Baoyin is a fool? This matter cannot be admitted even if killed.So Baoyin blinked at him, and yawned tiredly on purpose, complaining softly: "I slept on the table all night, after I finished filling the cigarette pipe and serving tea, I have to go back and sleep for a while. "

Huang Taiji held her hand tightly, kneading her fingers with thick calluses, and even stroking her palm intentionally or unintentionally, as if he was flirting with her.At first, Baoyin felt very repulsive, but then she immediately thought that it was his own little wolf cub messing around.After such a self-hypnosis, her face was even more calm.When Huang Taiji was talking to her, he just watched her expression calmly, seeing her so indifferent, he instantly felt a sense of defeat in his heart.But in an instant, he thought of the purity in his eyes when he had a conversation with her last night, and he was extremely happy again.She was still a blank sheet of paper with nothing, so clean and pure that he wished he could hold it in his hand and hurt.

It's just that she was too quiet, and from yesterday to now, she didn't speak more than ten sentences with him.