After being married by the emperor

Yin Xiao glared at his youngest son, and said, "Who made you so indifferent!"

He Yuan followed up and said: "Your mother is right, it's outrageous whether it's not big or small!"

He Qin'er also said: "Nanchen, Qingcheng is married to your eldest brother, and you still shout like that, it's really a little big or small."

He Nanchen said: "...I was just joking."

If it's not like this, his heart will be broken into pieces.

In the end, He Nanchen, who was criticized by his family, looked at Mu Qingcheng aggrievedly, and called "Sister-in-law" with an extremely respectful attitude.

This made Mu Qingcheng quite embarrassed, but the embarrassment was nothing but embarrassment. After He Nanchen called his sister-in-law, he still stretched out his hand and patted He Nanchen's head lightly, and said slightly with the end of his eyes: "Good boy, Nan Brother Chen."

Finally, he got his revenge, because at the beginning He Nanchen insisted on calling him brother, but he was not willing to call him. Later, his mother found out about it and called him a lesson, and finally he reluctantly called out "Brother Nanchen ".

The corners of He Nanchen's mouth twitched, his expression was extremely complicated, and he also remembered the thing about Mu Qingcheng's reluctance to call his brother before.

How reluctant was Mu Qingcheng who called him Nanchen's brother at the beginning, but now Mu Qingcheng who calls him Nanchen's brother is so reluctant.

It's really turning around.

After Mu Qingcheng saw He Nanchen's expression, the corners of his mouth turned up, very happy, but at this moment He Nanchao suddenly lowered his head and said something in Mu Qingcheng's ear.

He said: "Ma'am, you actually called that brat Brother Nan Chen, I'm jealous."

The smile on Mu Qingcheng's face froze, he turned his face and glanced at He Nanchao, and said in a low voice, "Can't you talk about this kind of thing after you go back to your room!"

It would be a bad idea to say such things in such an occasion where all the elders are present.

Fortunately, He Nanchao's voice just now was extremely low, and no one heard it. Only He Nanchen, who was closer, seemed to have heard it, and even blinked at him ambiguously.

But as soon as he finished blinking, He Nanchao slapped him on the head, "Blinking at your sister-in-law in front of your elder brother, is He Nanchen itchy?"

He Nanchen felt that his heart was being pricked again, "Don't worry, big brother... I will never pry the corner of the wall."

He felt that he had changed from being loved by everyone to being hated by everyone, but he just blinked, but the look in his elder brother's eyes made him feel like a prodigal son.

Married men are really jealous.

Everyone stood here and talked for a while, and after the servant girl had arranged the food on the table, Mrs. He happened to come over.

Mrs. He was very happy when she saw Mu Qingcheng. She was wearing a rich red dress, her face was radiant and her face was radiant.

Mu Qingcheng hurried over and said hello, "How is grandma feeling today? Are you feeling better?"

Mrs. He held Mu Qingcheng's hand and said with a smile: "It's much better. Grandma feels full of energy when she sees Cheng'er. Nan Chao didn't bully you, right? Is it okay for you?"

Before Mu Qingcheng could speak, He Nanchao opened his mouth first, "Grandma, look at what you said, how could I bully Chenger? It's too late for me to love him, right Chenger?"

He Nan looked at Mu Qingcheng with his eyes, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Mu Qingcheng opened her mouth, thinking that this was in front of the old lady, and it was hard to say anything else, so she said with a smile on her face: "Yes, yes, Nan Chao treats me very well, he loves me very much, grandma, don't worry Bar."

That is to say, because he was too intemperate, he was in pain for nearly a day and a night.

Mrs. He was accompanied by a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl, wearing a bamboo blue dress, wearing two light blue flowers on her head, and under the flowers were two slender ribbons. Her makeup was simple, but she looked extremely beautiful. Fresh and gentle.

This is Song Yunshan, the daughter of Aunt He Qin'er. Because He Qin'er married far away, they only met once or twice.

Mu Qingcheng looked at Song Yunshan, pursed her lips and smiled lightly, Song Yunshan also called "cousin" very obediently.

Now that everyone was here, they began to take their seats. Before the meal, He Nanchao and Mu Qingcheng offered tea to the elders before starting the meal.

The happy scene of the family sitting together, talking and laughing, inevitably touched Mu Qingcheng's heart.

He thought of the Prime Minister's Mansion, if he hadn't married He Nanchao, at this moment he should be eating the meal cooked by his mother at home and acting like a spoiled child beside her.

Now he is alone in the General's Mansion. Although the He family loves him very much and treats him very well, this is not his home after all.

Mu Qingcheng now fully understands the feeling of a woman marrying into her husband's family alone, and she doesn't know how long it took them to fully integrate into her husband's family.

But after a long time, after really integrating, returning to her mother's house should be a different state of mind.

After eating, we talked about the daily life for a while before going back to our rooms.

After returning to the room, He Nanchao closed the door, and when Mu Qingcheng heard the sound of the door closing, Mu Qingcheng suddenly became nervous, especially when he saw He Nanchao began to untie his belt, the tension became more obvious.

Mu Qingcheng, who was originally sitting by the bed, stood up immediately and moved away from the bed.

After He Nanchao put the belt on the shelf, he looked at Mu Qingcheng amusedly, then took off his clothes and asked, "Ma'am, what are you doing? Are you afraid that I will eat you?"

Mu Qingcheng said nervously: "I, I'm afraid that your words don't count! So I think it's safer for me to sleep on the soft couch outside tonight."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mu Qingcheng turned around and walked outside, but before he reached the soft couch, he was hugged around his waist.

With He Nanchao's firm and generous chest pressed against his back, a deep and magnetic male voice rang in his ears: "Madam, it's only the second day of our wedding, and you're going to sleep in a separate bed with me, isn't it a little too much?"

Mu Qingcheng's waist was tightly hugged, he struggled to move, and his anxiety could not be concealed between his brows and eyes, but after hearing He Nanchao's words, he couldn't help but widen his eyes.

He was shocked by He Nanchao's brazenness, "Who, who told you to treat me like that last night! You still said I was too much, didn't you... didn't you beat me back?!"

He Nanchao smiled softly, rubbed his warm thin lips against the ears of the man in his arms, and said with a little pampering: "Okay, okay, I went too far, I shouldn't bully you so hard, next time I will It must be changed."

Her ears were slightly itchy from being rubbed, Mu Qingcheng quickly covered her ears, and said, "Is there a next time?!"

"Of course there has to be a next time. This long life is so long, do I only touch Madam once? Then I am too miserable, but I will wait until the day Madam is willing, so Madam don't worry." He Nanchao said , then hugged the person horizontally, walked quickly to the back room, and placed the person gently on the bedding.

Then he pressed a kiss on Mu Qingcheng's white and smooth forehead, fearing that Mu Qingcheng would not feel relieved, he added: "I, He Nanchao, swear that I will never touch you, Madam, tonight."

Mu Qingcheng looked at He Nanchao dubiously, and after seeing the even and perfect muscle lines, she silently looked away a little.

He asked, "Really? You didn't lie to me, did you? You won't break your word again like you did this morning?"

Mu Qingcheng was extremely worried, so she asked three times in a row.

He Nanchao pursed his lips and smiled, gently took off the young master's little red boots, then raised his eyes to look directly at the person in front of him, and said seriously: "I won't lie to you, this time I'm serious, if I lie to you again this time, then Then let me be struck by thunder, fall into the eighteen hells, suffer all kinds of tortures, and never be able to be reborn."

When he said this, He Nanchao's expression was extremely serious, his deep black eyes seemed to contain endless tenderness, his deep voice slowly fell into Mu Qingcheng's ears, and his heart was touched.

Mu Qingcheng's clear eyes blinked a few times unconsciously, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her upper eyelids drooped slightly.

After pursing the corners of his lips lightly, he said in a soft voice: "You don't have to say it so harshly, it sounds weird, but since you said that, then I... just try to trust you again. Yes, but this is the last time, if you lie to me again, I will never believe what you say again, the kind that doesn't believe a single word."

Under the candlelight, Mu Qingcheng's fair and clean cheeks were slightly flushed, which added a touch of ambiguity to that flawless and delicate face like fine porcelain.

I don't know if it's because of the red candlelight, or because of some other reasons.

Anyway, seeing that He Nanchao was restless, when his throat tightened, he felt a little dry, and his Adam's apple rolled twice unconsciously.

But he has already made a promise, if he doesn't hold back again this time, then his beloved little son will really not believe him anymore.

He Nanchao took a deep breath, and forcibly suppressed the heat in his heart, he stretched out his hand and began to untie Mu Qingcheng's belt.

Mu Qingcheng was taken aback, and quickly protected her belt, staring at He Nanchao with a horrified expression, "What are you doing?! Could it be that everything you said just now was blown away by the wind?"

He Nanchao smiled softly and said, "Don't be nervous, I'm just helping Madam undress."

Mu Qingcheng clutched his belt and did not let go, "No need, I can do it myself."

Ask He Nanchao to help him take off his clothes and belts, this undressing...maybe what will happen again, so it's better to do it by yourself.

living comfortably without anybody's help.

Seeing Mu Qingcheng's insistence, He Nanchao had no choice but to let go of his little thoughts.

After He Nanchao withdrew his hand, Mu Qingcheng began to untie his belt and take off his clothes, but just as he undid the belt and was about to take off his coat, he suddenly felt a scorching gaze.

Then when he raised his head, he met He Nanchao's undisguised straight eyes.

Mu Qingcheng couldn't help but said: "...you turn around!"

He Nanchao remained motionless, filling the corners of his mouth and said, "Why are you shy, I haven't seen Madam before."

Mu Qingcheng blushed and said angrily, "Then you have to turn around too! No peeking!"

"Okay, okay, I'll turn around and listen to Madam." He Nanchao's lips curled up with a doting smile.

Of course, the wife I choose must be pampered.