20demayo Chapter 272: Guo Luoluo Minghui is startling every step of the way (11)
Chapter 272: Guo Luoluo Minghui is startling every step of the way (11)
The sound of "husband" woke up the dreamer, and Yinsu came back to his senses in an instant, followed by inner ecstasy.
Having gained beauty, power, and fame, it’s hard not to feel happy now.
Minghui looked at the stupid man in front of her. It only took a few minutes for her to go from being amazed to being stupid. In desperation, Minghui kept her previous actions and shouted again: "Husband~"
"Hey!" Yinsu responded subconsciously.
Minghui stood up slowly and said shyly, "I'm a little hungry!"
Yinhu looked at the room full of red, and then thought about Minghui not eating for a day, and somehow felt a little distressed. Looking at his hair full of pearls and hairpins, he felt even more distressed, and immediately ordered: "Come here, give Ba Fujin a bath." Bring some food."
"Yes." There were sounds at the door. Within a moment, Du Juan and Du Ruo came to help Minghui wash herself. She took off the heavy hairpins and lost her stunning beauty. Under the tulle, she showed even more charming charm. Deyinsu swallowed involuntarily.
Minghui ate very elegantly and took a full hour to eat, but Yinhu was so interested in seeing the beautiful meal that she didn't feel slow.
After finishing the meal and cleaning his mouth and hands, Yinsi came forward and said with a smile, "Fujin, are you full?"
Minghui smiled a little shyly: "Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty. I have put my body to good use!"
"Now that Fujin has made use of it, shouldn't it be time for me to use the food?" Yinhu emphasized the word "food" and looked at Minghui with eyes that were already dim.
Minghui was not willing to understand it at first glance, but was a little surprised and embarrassed: "It turns out that I haven't eaten enough. It's all because I just took care of myself and didn't even invite Lord Beile to eat with me."
Her eyelashes fluttered slightly, and her tearful eyes looked pitiful. She was so frightened that she didn't even bother to joke. She held her in her arms and gently wiped away her tears: "Good boy, I'm not hungry. I just think that my Fu Jin is so beautiful." , so that I can enjoy it, but I didn’t expect that it actually scared you, but it’s my fault, I don’t blame you!”
"Master, oh...do you really not blame me?" Minghui sobbed slightly, looking at Yinhu like a little rabbit.
Minghui has long made up her mind that she must be a little white lotus. How can she do it well and still be scolded?Of course, I want to be the prince's favorite, even if it's durian, I have to be the most important one.
"Good boy, stop crying. I don't blame you. Now it's your wedding night, how can we live up to it. Fujin, let's go to bed." There was a hint of refusal in Yinhu's words.
After Minghui nodded gently, the red candles were blown out, the gauze was blown up, and the entanglement of the people on the red bed played the most beautiful symphony for two people. It lasted until the middle of the night, and the music ended. Exhausted, they fell asleep hugging each other.
At the same time, in Martel Roland's room in the side yard.
"Madam, aren't you going to rest yet?" Qiao Hui looked at her young lady who had been staring at the eight-horse picture, feeling very sad.
How could she not know the young lady's friendship with Mr. Qingshan? Now that she is marrying into the Babeile Mansion, although Mr. Beile doesn't like forcing it, the young lady has been depressed since she found out about Mr. Qingshan's accident. Sooner or later, she has lost Babeile's heart, and now Babeile is even more... Marrying Fujin, if she is someone who is easy to get along with, at least the lady will not have to suffer too much, but if... Qiao Hui is really worried.
Ruolan's hand gently brushed the eight-horse picture. She had given up on this world long after Qingshan left this world. If she hadn't been afraid that her death would harm her family, she would have died a hundred times.
Thinking of this, Ruolan slightly raised her eyes to look at the moon outside the window, its faint light shining down, illuminating the dark earth.
"Master Baylor and Fujin have rested?" Ruolan didn't know why she asked this question. She guessed that it was the harmonious bridal chamber with flowers and candles that made Ruolan yearn for it.
If Qingshan is still there, I and Qingshan should be like phoenix crowns and harems, marrying in person, with flowers and candles in the bridal chamber, and the good night is short.
The more I thought about it, the more bitter my heart became, but the tears seemed to have dried up the day I married and passed away in Qingshan, and now I can't shed any tears.
"Qiaohui, rest."
Qiaohui got the order and immediately helped Ruolan to rest, fearing that her young lady would continue to feel sad and sad, and would have a sleepless night again.
Early the next morning, Yinzhu and Minghui got up together. It was rare for Yinzhu to paint his wife's eyebrows, so he took the little white rabbit lady into the palace to meet the emperor's mother-in-law and his mother-in-law, the good concubine.
Minghui is gentle and decent, and she has gained a lot of favor. She even got a big bracelet from Concubine Liang before she returned home. Yinhu even introduced Ruolan to Minghui thoughtfully.
"Minghui, this is Ruolan. She entered the mansion a few months before you. She is the side Fujin of the mansion."
"Ruolan, this is Minghui. From now on, she will be Fu Jin in the house. You two must get along well with each other. Minghui has a weak temper, so you should take care of her more."
The two women met with courtesy.
What a stunning beauty.
What a person with a temperament as light as chrysanthemum.
The two of them had a certain first impression of each other, whether they were good or bad, or bad.
"This is sister Ruolan. She is really as pale as a chrysanthemum and has an elegant temperament. No wonder she is so pleased with Lord Beile and makes Minghui so envious." Minghui blinked and looked at Yinhu before pulling Ruolan around in a circle. After sizing the person up, every move he made was within the etiquette and no one could fault him.
"Fu Jin." Ruolan bowed again to show respect.
"Well, how could sister Ruolan be so cold to me? But what did sister do wrong to make sister Ruolan hate me so much?" When Minghui said this, she looked at Yinsi at a loss. He had no choice but to step forward and pull Ren'er into his arms.
I thought he could say something, but what came to his lips was: "Minghui, if Ruolan has such a temper, don't argue with her."
Minghui said, I don’t care, I just want to roll my eyes at you.
But how could the character Minghui had already made up his mind to use collapse in just one day? Tears instantly filled his eyes: "Do you think I am overbearing? I... I am just asking. Sister Ruolan has become so fussy with me, so... I won't care about my concubine from now on."
The beautiful and charming appearance, coupled with the shedding of tears, makes people feel distressed no matter how you look at it. At least Yinsu felt distressed. He quickly started to coax his little wife, and it was not easy to coax her. Regardless of Ruolan's weird look, she left with Minghui.
"Tian... side... side Fujin, this... this... how could this Fujin be like this?" Qiaohui was dumbfounded. She thought that the new Fujin was either a woman with resolute means or a dignified one. The image of the eldest lady of a virtuous big family.
But...but...but what does this belong to?
"Qiaohui, what's your mouth!" Ruolan reminded her, and Qiaohui covered her mouth in fright. She groaned and didn't dare to speak. Finally, she followed Ruolan back to her yard obediently. Today's meeting was obviously a little bit " Parting on bad terms'.