Salted fish is pregnant with the emperor's cub after wearing a book

Nature is a clean person

When Xu Yanqing woke up again, Yin Yanjun was no longer in the room, but the little cub was still sleeping soundly on the bed.

It was dark outside, Xu Yanqing lazily lingered in bed for a while before getting up.

Hearing the movement, Mu Yu knocked on the door and came in: "Mr. Lang finally woke up. Seeing that the wedding is approaching, it is inconvenient for the official family to stay overnight in the Marquis of Wu'an's Mansion. He returned to the palace half an hour ago."

"Is it snowing outside?" Xu Yanqing got dressed under Mu Yu's service.

Mu Yu nodded repeatedly when he heard the words: "It has been snowing since Da Lang fell asleep, stopped for a while and then started to fall again. Now there is already a layer of snow on the ground."

The cub was still asleep, so the voices of their master and servant were not loud. Now it was time for lunch, and because of the falling snow, the big kitchen delivered the dinner directly to Xiao Langjun's yard.

It was not until Xu Yanqing finished his dinner that the little boy on the bed opened his big grape-black eyes, and cried twice.

The nanny came in to serve the little prince, she was a bit hungry after waiting for the little prince to play for a while, and then hid behind the screen to nurse the little prince.

After tossing around, the little boy looked very energetic after eating the milk. After being carried out by the nanny, he saw his salted fish father and shook his chubby little hand excitedly.

So the nanny handed the little prince into the arms of Xianyu Xiaolangjun.

As soon as the little cub got into the arms of his father, he firmly grasped the skirt of Xiao Langjun's clothes with his little hands, babbling as if talking.

Xu Yanqing tilted his head in distaste and wiped away the saliva sprayed on his face by the little boy, but hugged the little boy tightly with both hands, lest an unstable little boy would be thrown out by him again.

Mingyan saw that the posture of Xiao Langjun holding the child has become much more familiar, with one hand covering the little boy's neck and the other hand wrapping the little boy's buttocks, and he no longer has the flustered, fussy feeling when he was holding the baby for the first time. A feeling of stiffness all over your body.

Since the little prince was left in Marquis Wu'an's mansion by the officials today, the Su family, who is very rare about the little grandson, naturally would not let go of this good opportunity to get close to the little grandson. Not long after dinner, they saw a group of people standing against the heavy snow Come over here.

Fearing that the little prince would be frozen, Su specially took her husband and eldest son to warm up outside by the fire to dissipate the cold air from walking all the way, and then hurried into the inner room.

Not long after, the joyful laughter of the little brat sounded in the room, Marquis Wu An dawdled to his wife's side, and was about to say something, and then the limp little brat was stuffed into his arms.

The five-year-old and three-thick man was as helpless and stiff as the young gentleman back then, and could only stand there in a daze, holding the little prince firmly in his arms.

Xu Xianzhi bumped his younger brother's shoulder: "Look, dad really still cares about the little grandson."

Seeing this, Xu Yanqing raised his hand and rubbed his chin and couldn't help sighing in agreement: "The old saying about hugging grandchildren but not sons, and relatives in the next generation, is still very reasonable."

As soon as the little prince lived in Marquis Wu'an's mansion, he lived in the day before his father and his father's grand wedding. During that time, the married Young Marquis Yin heard that the little prince was in Marquis Wu'an's mansion, so he hurriedly brought his daughter-in-law with him. Son ran over to join in the fun.

Xu Yanqing unceremoniously stuffed his son into Yin Yuancheng's arms, and asked him to learn how to take care of children under the pretense.

After all, Lord Yin Xiaohou is also a man who has a family and a career now, and the eldest princess is just waiting to have a grandson!

Yin Yuanshuang was so amused by the teasing, he took Chu Yulin's hand and joked, "Brother, it's time to learn how to take care of children. If sister-in-law has a child, feel free to throw it to brother."

Yin Yuancheng was dumbfounded, his younger sister turned her elbows out and went to his wife, his sister-in-law's heart for so many years was simply a mistake.

Chu Yulin's face was slightly red, and he looked up towards Yin Yuancheng. Yin Yuancheng, who was silently complaining about his sister's elbow turning outward, immediately showed a warm and gentle smile when he saw this.

"I heard that you drank with Chen Shaoqing two days ago, but you were caught by the officials?" Yin Yuanshuang turned his head to talk to Xu Yanqing while teasing the cute little prince.

Xu Yanqing nodded: "A misstep will be an eternal hatred. Next time I go out to drink secretly, I won't be caught by the Taoist priest again." This time he can get away with it, but next time he won't have such good luck.

But Yin Yuanshuang's focus was obviously not here, but asked with a little deep meaning: "Why did you go out to drink with Chen Shaoqing suddenly, did he say something inexplicable to you?"

Xu Yanqing leaned in the chair and propped his head with one hand, raised his eyebrows subtly upon hearing the words.

Then he shook his head and denied: "Brother Shaoqing has lived in the border for many years, and has cultivated a broad-minded temperament, so how could he say something inexplicable."

Yin Yuanshuang didn't care much about this. After all, she hadn't seen Chen Shaoqing for many years. Even if she was a little unhappy when she was a child, it has disappeared with the growth of age: "But it's the same. It's really admirable to have Pinghou stationed at the border together." Maybe so many years have passed, and the thoughts in Chen Shaoqing's heart have been forgotten in the past.

At noon, a group of people were left by Mrs. Su for dinner in the Marquis of Wu'an's mansion. During the time, everyone was chatting and laughing, so unhappy. Xu Xianzhi took advantage of Mrs. Su's conversation with Princess Jing'an, and calmly interjected: "Princess Jinshu didn't talk to Princess Jing'an today. Princess Jing'an come here together?"

One of Xu Xian, Zhang Junlang, had a calm and generous expression on his face, so Yin Yuanshuang didn't think too much about it, after all, she and Jin Shu usually had a deep affection and could even be regarded as going in and out together.

"Jinshu isn't feeling well today, so I didn't come over." It's the girls' private business to feel uncomfortable for whatever reason.

Xu Xianzhi didn't intend to keep asking, everyone toasted and drank together and continued to eat, only Mrs. Su glanced at her parents and son suspiciously.

Knowing son Mo Ruomu, Mrs. Su raised a chopsticks dish and put it into Xu Xianzhi's bowl. It seems that their Marquis of Wu'an Mansion was tricked away by a fool.

Maybe someday a beautiful daughter-in-law will be ushered in, but I don't know when her stupid son will be able to bring the girl into the house openly.

Xu Xianzhi was at a loss when he received the belated love from his mother, and then he heard his mother-in-law say softly: "Eat more, you will have strength when you are full..." chasing after his wife.

Seeing this, Marquis Wu An glanced at his eldest son, then cleared his throat unintentionally, his big eyes turned to his daughter-in-law beside him.

In front of a group of juniors, Mrs. Su sighed helplessly in her heart, and raised her hand to pick up the favorite dish of Marquis Wu'an and put it in the man's bowl, which was considered to be a face to her husband.

His small thoughts were satisfied by his daughter-in-law, Marquis Wu An happily picked up his wine glass, as if nothing had happened, and continued to exchange glasses with Yin Yuancheng.

Time flies so fast that it is the day of the empress's big wedding. I am afraid that there are too many things to take care of today, so the little cub has already been taken back to the palace by the empress dowager in advance.

The room lit by the charcoal fire was extremely warm, and the sky was still dark, so Mr. Xianyu Xiaolang in the dormitory curled up under the blanket and slept soundly.

A group of servants outside the dormitory were already busy. The Marquis of Wu'an's mansion had been hung with red silk and lanterns yesterday, and there were beaming red letters everywhere, which made people feel happy just looking at them.

"Your lord hasn't gotten up yet?" When Su Shi came over with a group of maidservants, Mu Yu was knocking on the door but there was no response from inside.

Hearing the voice of questioning, Mu Yu shook her head: "Lang Jun Xu went to bed late yesterday, so he is very sleepy now."

"Okay, you don't need to cover it up for him." Su Shi directly raised his hand and pushed the door open, walked to the side of the bed and saw the young boy with only a hairy head exposed, Su Shi sat down on the bed and was about to reach out his hand a little bit Could not bear to wake him up.

She only pulled down the quilt to reveal the face of the youngest son who was slightly flushed from sleep, and Su's eyes were full of reluctance. She sat on the bedside of the youngest son for a long time before calling out for him in a warm voice.

Xu Yanqing opened his eyes in a daze, only to feel a familiar burning sensation all over his body. He raised his hand to touch his slightly hot neck, and he already knew that the hot flashes were coming.

"Get up and get dressed." Su Shi gently patted the sleepy-eyed youngest son's face with his hand.

When Xu Yanqing raised his head, he could vaguely see a trace of water in his aunt's eyes, and he squeaked over and grabbed Su Shi's sleeve: "Auntie, please let me sleep for a while!"

Su suppressed the reluctance in her heart, and slapped the silly son on the back of the forehead: "Why sleep, if you sleep, the palace welcoming team will arrive, hurry up and get up."

Well, Sangpi Xianyu struggled to get out of the confinement of the bed, and as soon as his feet hit the ground, he was pulled over by a group of maidservants.

Just after washing here, one piece of clothes over there was directly put on him, so Mr. Xianyu could only act as a puppet expressionlessly, and let the group of maidservants play back and forth.

The wedding dress sent by the palace was not a phoenix robe but a four-clawed dragon. In Daliang, it was considered the preparation of the prince, so naturally it could afford the little brother of Prince Huai.

It's just that Sangpi Xianyu doesn't care at all whether the wedding dress is gorgeous or not, he just feels that the wedding dress is so heavy that he can hardly breathe, and in the end, Mrs. Su tied the hair band for Xiao Langjun herself Putting on the hair crown, the wedding dress is finally finished.

"As expected, he is my son. He looks so handsome." Su patted the face of Sanpi Xianyu lightly as if teasing a child, his eyes were full of complacency.

Xu Yanqing blinked his big bright eyes and said with a smile: "Yes, yes, yes, whoever saw my son didn't say that I look like Auntie, so it can be seen that Auntie is definitely a rare beauty in Kyoto."

"Don't try to coax me with so many good things, save your money and go coax the officials!" As soon as Su Shi finished speaking, Mu Yu walked in with a plate of steaming steamed buns.

"You'll be busy for a long time today, even if you enter the palace, you won't even bother to eat properly." Su took the lacquer plate and pushed the buns in front of the stupid son with a growling stomach: "Remember to eat more buns and drink less water, so as not to be bored in the middle of the night." You're going to make a fuss about being honored at the Empress Dowager Ceremony."

"Okay." Xu Yanqing nodded obediently and quickly stretched out his hand to take a bun and started to chew it. The buns made of bean sprouts and vermicelli mixed with oil residue are delicious. Xu Yanqing felt that he could show off the dish in front of him. steamed stuffed bun.

A few days ago, it had just snowed a few days ago, and the weather was so beautiful today. Xu Yanqing, wearing a heavy wedding dress, nestled in the dormitory and slowly finished his breakfast. It didn't take long before he heard a noise coming from outside.

Presumably the palace welcoming team had already arrived, Xu Yanqing touched the back of his neck which was secretly hot, feeling a little nervous inexplicably.

It stands to reason that he and the Taoist priest even have children, and now it's just a process of getting married... This kind of nervousness seems a bit redundant.

But people can't control the thousands of emotions in their hearts. When Xu Yanqing woke up from the inexplicable tension, he looked up and saw the Taoist priest in a happy suit walking towards him slowly.

Xu Yanqing couldn't help being a little surprised, it stands to reason that the emperor and empress should have all the officials from the Ministry of Rites come to welcome the bride, not the Taoist priest himself.

"I'll take Xiao Langjun home." Just when Xu Yanqing was thinking wildly, Yin Yanjun came over and held Xiao Langjun's hand. With a strong smile in his eyes, he put on the festive wedding dress, making him His originally immortal temperament has become extraordinarily...beautiful.

Fingers intertwined, the two walked out from Wu'anhou's mansion until Mr. Xiao Lang was supported by Mr. Yin Yan on the horse's back, and the horse was led forward by the guards. They walked slowly all the way, but this scene fell into the hearts of the people in Kyoto. in the eyes.

Two tall horses walked from the main gate of the palace to the palace, and the conferring ceremony was held in the Chongyuan Tower. After dismounting, the two emperors and queens climbed up the high platform led by umbrella sticks and led by officials from the Ministry of Rites.

Worship ancestors, kowtow, canonize, and enter the ancestral hall.

When Xu Yanqing was sent to the Changxin Hall, he was exhausted like a dried salted fish. After seeing the wedding banquet of Lord Yin Xiaohou and comparing it now, he finally understood how life-threatening the empress's wedding is.

Daoist still has a lot of things to do as an emperor, the only thing to be thankful for is that as a queen, he only needs to sit in the Changxin Hall honestly.

However, Xu Yanqing was so tired that it was impossible for him to sit on the side of the bed and wait for the Taoist priest to arrive. He directly raised the quilt on the bed and pulled it into his arms. He leaned his head on the bed frame and began to fall asleep.

After a long time, Yin Yanjun stepped into the Changxin Hall, Mu Yu was just about to wake up his husband when he saw this, but was immediately sent out by Yin Yanjun.

Mr. Xiao Lang leaned against the bed and fell into a deep sleep. Jun Yin Yan walked over slowly and raised his hand to rest on Mr. Xiao Lang's fair and moist cheek.

As soon as Xu Yanqing opened his eyes, he saw the Taoist priest's handsome, peerless and independent face. He leaned over in a daze, pretending to be a romantic gentleman: "Whose beauty is this, she looks really good. nice."

"Naturally, he is a clean person." Yin Yanjun's eyes were dark and deep, and the corners of his lips could not help but raise an undisguised arc.

Slowly getting up and taking the wine on the table, Yin Yanjun returned to Xiao Langjun's side: "Qingqing likes to drink, why don't you try the best wine in the palace?"

The smell was enough to arouse the gluttons in Xiao Langjun's stomach, and the two drank each other in a toast, and the marriage ceremony was completed.

The room was gradually filled with a faint smell of alcohol, but under the curtain was a sweet smell of peaches, and the hot flashes of Xiao Langjun had spread silently.

Xu Yanqing collapsed on the bed, his eyes were full of brilliant red, the light became dim as the curtain fell, he raised his arms around the Taoist priest's neck and pressed it against it slowly.

A pair of big black eyes were particularly bright, Xu Yanqing looked at the Taoist priest who didn't have much expression in front of him, smiled and grabbed the other person's hand and pressed it to the back of his neck that was still hot: "If you are not a Taoist priest, start here! "

Yin Yanjun lowered his head slowly: "I can hear everything clearly..."

Dahong's wedding clothes are entangled with each other and fall under the bed, making it difficult to separate each other, just like the two people on the bed are the closest.

They will hold each other's hands through this life, joy together.