She took her hands back, leaving only Qin Shi and holding a gift.

Qin Shi was stunned, her hand was retracted, and she was stretched out, and the room suddenly became quiet.

Before Zhenyang thought about getting married, Princess Rong repeatedly told him: "Good daughter, you can't be as casual as you were when you were a girl. Your willful little temper must also be restrained."

"When you arrive at the Huang Mansion, you must be filial to your parents-in-law. You are never their biological child. When something happens, don't be impulsive and let your husband reconcile. Whether you can be happy or not depends on how you have been here. Mother's sweetness, you must learn to respect your husband, and you can even admire him, coax him, and have a sweet mouth, but you must be clear in your heart, and you cannot give in and give in to yourself again and again, do you understand?"

At that time, Princess Zhenyang was full of expectations and confusion for the newlyweds, and her head was like a mud, and she could only nod her head as if she was ignorant.

She leaned against Princess Rong's arms and acted coquettishly: "Mom, don't worry, I know, I won't be willful anymore."

Princess Rong touched Princess Zhenyang's head and kept sighing, with reluctance in her eyes.

Now, as a princess who has been spoiled since childhood, Zhenyang is patient and tempered, all for Huang Mingan's sake.

Qin's behavior is so unlucky that he can't shed tears on the days of joy!

But when she recalled Princess Rong's teachings, she took a deep breath and turned to look at Huang Ming'an, hoping that he would ease the embarrassing scene.

Unexpectedly, Huang Mingan looked unbearable. He secretly pulled the corner of La Zhenyang's clothes and whispered: "Sister-in-law is so sentimental. Okay, please accept the gift soon. Let's go and sit there."

As he said that, there seemed to be helpless towards Princess Zhenyang, as if she was just playing tricks.

Princess Zhenyang felt ache in her heart.

She is not a lord who swallows anger!

So Princess Zhenyang spoke coldly, and her suppressed aura suddenly appeared: "It's so good, sister-in-law, why are you crying? Who makes you feel uncomfortable?"

Qin shrank for a moment, but he didn't expect that Zhenyang was indeed as energetic as he had inquired before.

She wiped the corners of her eyes and quickly changed into a embarrassed smile: "No, I just saw your newlyweds. I remembered Ming'an and felt a little emotional. Zhenyang, it's my fault. Come on, take the gift."

Huang Mingan is Huang Mingsheng's brother.

Princess Zhenyang pursed her lips, and she didn't want to make things embarrassed on the first day of her wedding, so she calmed down and prepared to reach out to pick her up.

But Huang Mingsheng took the gift one step faster and stuffed it into the hand of the maid behind him. He said angrily: "Okay, sister-in-law has no malice either. What a big deal."

Now, Princess Zhenyang felt even more uncomfortable. She resisted not making a big noise, but just said nothing and was also frustrated while eating.

Huang Mingan's parents didn't know how to persuade him, so they had to pretend that nothing happened.

After dinner, Huang Mingan couldn't stand the dull atmosphere. He sighed and hugged Princess Zhenyang and advised: "Okay, stop being angry. It's not good to be angry. Xiao Nuonuo, it's all my fault. I should be gentle and I should beat my husband."

As he said that, he grabbed her wrist and gently slapped her chest twice, then leaned over and kissed her cheeks and lips.

Nuonuo is the nickname of Princess Zhenyang, and it was asked yesterday when Huang Mingan was tossing her on the bed.

Princess Zhenyang felt uncomfortable. She wanted to argue for a few more words, but Huang Mingan kissed her and her body softened. The two of them hugged each other tightly and fell on the bed. The temperature seemed to be getting higher and higher while rubbing their clothes.

"Knock, knock, knock."

At this time, an inappropriate knock sounded at the door.

Huang Mingan frowned and was about to scold him, but he heard a soft voice outside: "Mingan, Princess, are you asleep?"

The candlelight in the house was not extinguished and it was not too late, so it is hard to say that the two of them were in a hot day.

Huang Mingan hurriedly got up and tidied up his clothes. Seeing that Princess Zhenyang had also sat upright, he walked to the door and opened the door: "Sister-in-law, it's so late, why are you here?"

Qin Shi stood outside the house with a look of guilt, holding a purse embroidered by mandarin ducks in her hand: "Where is the princess, I want to apologize to her. I blamed me for disturbing my joy in the daytime. I embroidered a purse with my own hands and wanted to give it to the princess. I hope she can forgive me, let alone take the anger on you, affecting your relationship."

Princess Zhenyang also came over and stood beside Huang Mingsheng, with a hint of blush remaining on her face.

She was so angry that she was not angry at this moment. Besides, Qin's attitude was good, so she would not hold her back. So she took her purse and looked through it and whispered: "Thank you, sister-in-law, the embroidery looks so beautiful."

After a pause, she said again: "We are all family members, so we don't care so much. Just call me Zhenyang. Sister-in-law doesn't need to think too much, go back and rest early."

Hearing her so sensible words, Huang Mingan looked at her with a smile, her eyes full of tenderness.

Qin Shi's eyes flashed and she joked: "It's good that it's better, it's getting late, and I won't bother you either."

As he said that, he left with a smile.

Huang Mingan closed the door and suddenly hugged Princess Zhenyang, which scared her to exclaim: "Mingan, what are you doing!"

"Call me husband." Huang Mingan smiled and walked towards the bed: "Of course I will continue to do what I just wanted to do."

Princess Zhenyang's face turned redder, and Huang Mingan gently put her on the bed. Zhenyang was not shy and raised his hand to take off Huang Mingan's clothes.

But in an instant, her heart chilled and her eyes fell on the embroidery of Huang Ming'an's clothes.

Judging from the embroidery technique, the stitches and silk threads, it is clearly the same as the purse sent by Qin Shi just now.

Huang Mingan was still emotionally trying to kiss her, but was pushed away by Princess Zhenyang with a cold face.

Now, he was a little unhappy: "What's wrong? OK, why did he suddenly change his face?"

Princess Zhenyang grabbed his clothes and asked, "Who embroidered this?"

A hint of panic flashed in Huang Ming'an's eyes and he said casually: "Who embroidered it? How could I know that it was all clothes sent from the mansion."

Princess Zhenyang picked up the purse that had just fallen by the bed and threw it on him: "I don't know? Why is it the same as the embroidery technique of the purse my sister-in-law just sent? Do I want me to ask her directly!"

Unexpectedly, he would be seen through, so Huang Mingan had no choice but to admit it.

"Huang Ming'an, this is your close-fitting clothes. Why are you... lying to me?" Princess Zhenyang felt angry, but she didn't know what to say.

"I didn't mean to lie to you, I'm afraid you'll think too much. Besides, I didn't care at all. If you don't mention it, I forgot." Huang Mingan explained anxiously: "Okay, be good, okay, don't be angry."

"Don't you think you are a bit farther apart like this?" Zhenyang turned his back, his face blushing, and it was obvious that he could not accept this matter.

Huang Mingan sighed and pulled her into his arms: "You know, my brother went there early, and my sister-in-law likes to embroider some clothes when she has nothing to do on weekdays. Besides me, my parents also have them. And you know me, there was no woman around me before, so my sister-in-law took care of me more. I will pay more attention in the future and I won't wear these clothes anymore, okay?"

Princess Zhenyang nodded in embarrassment, but the discomfort in her heart could not dissipate.
Chapter completed!