and son

"Can the dowry be reduced after passing the test?"

"Of course, our general's mansion doesn't need a dowry gift if we are chosen, but we must have eight large sedan chairs, and the firecrackers will be set off 72 times, from east to west, and from south to north, all over the capital. No other family's wedding is more lively than ours."

Meng Chuji's eyebrows were beaming, and he said it with great enthusiasm, and the homesickness was palpable in his words, Pei Jing saw it in his eyes.

Pei Jing smiled lightly: "Then when we go to Dachu, how about we stay a few more days and have a wedding? It's not a marriage with relatives, it's just a marriage between you and me."

Meng Chuji was overjoyed, his eyes lit up, and he opened his mouth to agree, but suddenly he thought of something, his eyes dimmed, and he said sullenly: "Let's forget it, the marriage of our two men is not just a joke for others to see? I lost it." Speaking of this person, my parents can't afford to lose this person."

Pei Jing just sat on the grass, hugged him in her arms, and said, "Is it okay to let you be the bridegroom? I am a foreign girl living in Chu and have nowhere to go. Fortunately, the young master favors me, and I don't dislike my appearance." There are flaws, so I agree with myself."

"Hey, this is good." Meng Chuji hooked his little finger, "Then you mustn't go back on your word, and you mustn't feel wronged. When we get to Dachu, we'll get married."

"it is good."

Things are settled, both of them are in a very happy mood.

Pei Jing pulled Meng Chuji up from the ground, patted the grass clippings on his body, and was about to go back. At this moment, a anxious and hasty voice sounded from a distance:

"Your Highness!"

Pei Jing looked up, but it was Li Xiuyi.

Before he could open his mouth to ask, Li Xiuyi hurried forward: "Your Highness, it's not good."

Pei Jing frowned slightly: "What's wrong?"

Li Xiuyi wanted to say, but he glanced at Meng Chuji again, Meng Chuji was very understanding, and took the initiative to say: "I'll wait for you elsewhere, hurry up!"

"Qingqing."

Pei Jing called out, wanting to tell him that there was no need, they were already a husband and wife, there was nothing he could hear but he couldn't.

Meng Chuji looked back and waved his hands to reassure him, and walked away leisurely.

Watching him leave, Pei Jing looked at Li Xiuyi again, and asked in a deep voice: "What's the matter?"

Li Xiuyi took out a secret letter from his sleeve, the secret letter didn't even have the envelope, obviously he was too flustered after reading it, folded it in half and put it in his sleeve, Pei Jing took it over and looked at it, his complexion changed drastically, even Breathing is stagnant.

Li Xiuyi was anxious like an ant on a hot pot: "Your Highness, the matter is at stake, so we should think of countermeasures as soon as possible."

Pei Jing looked at the direction in which Meng Chuji was leaving, and said, "Let's go!"

……

Meng Chuji was handsome and unrestrained in a red dress, and he could attract countless attentions with just a random kick on a piece of land, and the passing maids all looked back at each step.

In the past, his face was full of rouge and powder and he couldn't see his true colors clearly, but now that he took off his makeup and Pei Jing brought him out, few people could associate him with the Crown Princess, it was only as if Pei Jing had a new political favorite, like Li Xiuyi.

What's more, those who can wander freely in the palace are all noble people, and there are many ambitious people who want to climb the dragon and the phoenix and soar to the sky, but they drop their handkerchiefs in front of him vigorously.

Meng Chuji naturally helped to pick it up, picked up a good one and returned it, and even gave him a smile. Seeing that he was friendly, the palace maid couldn't help talking to him.

Meng Chuji is self-conscious, he can pick up handkerchiefs, but he can't chat. Today is different from the past, he is now a man with a family.

then--

Palace servant: "Thank you, sir."

Meng Chuji: "No thanks, my beloved wife can't stop dropping her handkerchief, she's used to picking it up."

A word of good and bad is enough.

After dealing with this a few times, Pei Jing's guards came and whispered something to Meng Chuji.

Meng Chuji raised his eyebrows: "He ran away?"

Jin Wei bowed his head in acquiescence, for fear that Meng Chuji would lose his temper at him.

Meng Chuji just curled his lips, and muttered: "What is such a serious matter." Then he waved his hand, "Okay, then I'll go back by myself."

Only then did the guards dare to go back and report.

Meng Chuji felt melancholy as he went back, why did he get together with the prince who was concerned about the country and the people? He didn't have much time to play, it was boring.

Forget it, what else can I do with what I like besides spoiling it.

He, Meng Chuji, has a broad mind.

Meng Chuji went back to wait for Pei Jing, but Pei Jing didn't come back all day, and he didn't see him until nightfall.

Meng Chuji threw aside the "Caiyang Fengya Volume [-]" stolen from his study room, pretended nothing happened, walked up to him quickly, and said, "I came back so late, have you had dinner yet?"

Pei Jing's face was not pale at first, but when he turned to look at him, his eyes seemed to melt with frost, tenderness: "It's been used, how about you."

"Of course I used it. I used it a long time ago. What happened today?"

Meng Chuji untied his coat and hung it aside for him.

Pei Jing smiled calmly, and replied casually: "It's nothing, just some political affairs, what were you looking at just now?"

"I……"

If you tell him that he is reading the Fengya volume, he will probably take out the remaining three, four, five or six volumes to read with him, and maybe ask him which posture he likes, hey.

Meng Chuji was ambiguous: "Looking at the storybook casually, it's not good-looking, but it's not as good-looking as Dachu's."

Pei Jing didn't pursue it further, just smiled, then patted the bed beside her, and said, "Qingqing, come here."

Seeing that something was wrong with him, Meng Chuji sat beside him in doubt, moved closer to him, and asked fearfully, "What's wrong? Has something serious happened?"

Pei Jing supported him and let him sit on his lap, leaning against his forehead, and said slowly: "Qingqing, do you want to be a queen? I'm about to ascend the throne."

Meng Chuji was dumbfounded by this news.

Ascend...ascend?

and many more.

Meng Chuji grabbed his arm: "Then shall we go back to Dachu?"

"Of course, you can't break your promise to Qingqing."

Pei Jing nodded affirmatively.

Meng Chuji inexplicably felt quite uncomfortable in his heart. After thinking about it, he said, "If it's not convenient for you to go back with me, that's fine. I'll just go back by myself. I can find my way, so I won't come back."

"I don't believe you."

Pei Jing kissed his eyes.

Meng Chuji said seriously: "Really, I swear."

The spring will be warm soon, how can there be a king who ran away as soon as he came to the throne?

"I swear, I don't believe it. The pearls I managed to catch will be lost if they fall into the sea."

"..."

Hey, he's no pearl!

Does he have legs pearls have?

Meng Chuji didn't have the nerve to talk about him.

Pei Jing reminded him again: "Aji, you are going to be the Empress Empress."

Meng Chuji squinted at him calmly: "Is there any difference between a queen and a concubine? Didn't they all follow you? Could it be that you still want to be a concubine?"

That must be not daring.

Pei Jing took Qiao: "Then you kiss me, if you kiss me, you won't accept it, if you don't kiss me, then..."

Meng Chuji stared: "Huh?"

Pei Jing coughed, and said cowardly: "If you don't kiss, you won't accept."