Yun Wuluo and Mu Zhao went to bed early that night.
Mu Zhao opened his eyes early the next morning.
And Yun Wuluo also opened his eyes the moment Mu Zhao opened his eyes.
Mu Zhao raised his head from his arms and said, "Get up quickly and dress up."
"Okay~" Yun Wuluo stood up first, choosing clothes and tying up Mu Zhao's hair.
Mu Zhao looked at the bun and was very satisfied, then continued to look up and wait.
Yun Wuluo kissed her politely.
"Oh~" Mu Zhao stepped back with a smile, "I'm not kissing you, I'm asking you to do my makeup."
"No need to put on makeup," Yun Wuluo held Mu Zhao's little face, "Those rouges and powders will ruin my wife's good skin."
"Really?" Mu Zhao thinks she still looks good with makeup.
And today she is wearing flaming red.
"Yes." Yun Wuluo gently held her face and looked at the mirror, "She has a fair complexion, flushed cheeks, unpainted eyebrows and red lips, so why are she wearing makeup?"
After Jing Yun Wuluo said this, Mu Zhao looked at himself again and felt that he was really beautiful.
"But the forehead still lacks decoration."
"Then let me draw a plum blossom pattern for my wife."
"Um"
Mu Zhao raised his eyes and looked at Yun Wuluo.
Yun Wuluo painted seriously, but his breathing became heavier and heavier.
After a while, he finally couldn't help it anymore and put a hand on Mu Zhao's eyes, "Zhao Zhao, close your eyes."
"Okay" Mu Zhao agreed obediently.
Yun Wuluo kissed Mu Zhao again and then started painting again.
Mu Zhao's smile gradually turned sweet.
After drawing the flower pattern, Yun Wuluo put a thick cloak on Mu Zhao, and then he wanted to take her out.
Mu Zhao was dissatisfied and put a thick red cloak on him, and then he was willing to go out.
Chuntao yawned and was about to knock on Mu Zhao's door when the door was opened from the inside.
Chuntao's eyes lit up when she saw Mu Zhao, "The princess has dressed up so quickly?"
"Well, you can go back to sleep. There is no need to make breakfast for us. We will go out to eat."
"Good." Chuntao looked at the two overlapping red figures, her eyes filled with relief, "That's great."
Biying also sighed, "The princess is really getting more and more beautiful."
Chuntao said, "The princess doesn't know how to put on makeup. This makeup must have been painted on her by my uncle."
"But the princess only drew a flower pattern."
Chuntao smiled ambiguously, "It is said that after marriage, a woman who is loved by her husband will look better. In that case, my uncle painted it for the princess."
"Then we really don't need to go out and serve?"
"No need. With my uncle, we will probably be rarely needed in the future."
Chuntao grabbed Biying and said, "Let's go back to sleep."
They came out early, but the street was already full of vendors, and their eyes were full of red joy.
Not far from them, there is a door painting stall.
Mu Zhao pulled Yun Wuluo over and said generously to Yun Wuluo: "Pick whatever you want, I'll pay for it."
"Okay, thank you, ma'am." Yun Wuluo looked towards the door painting stall and saw the chubby New Year painting female doll at a glance.
He pointed without hesitation, "I want that."
"Boss" Mu Zhao looked at the vendor.
The vendor initially looked at Yun Wuluo and Mu Zhao in confusion, but when he heard Mu Zhao shouting, he reacted belatedly, "Oh, you two..."
The vendor thought about what he had learned all his life and said, "What do you two golden boys and girls want?"
Mu Zhao laughed, she liked this title.
She pointed to the pair of New Year painting dolls and said, "Hel this pair for me first."
“Okay”
Mu Zhao looked at Yun Wuluo again, "Choose some more and we'll put one on every door."
Yun Wuluo asked, "Can we all put up the same ones? I all want New Year picture dolls."
Mu Zhao naturally knew why he wanted the New Year painting doll.
"It's okay," she told Yun Wuluo, "but you usually have to hang a door god like that on the door. This can keep away ghosts and evil spirits."
"Don't worry, madam, I can handle the little ghosts and evil spirits when they come." He looked at the New Year painting doll with fondness in his eyes, "I just want the New Year painting doll."
"Okay~ It's up to you."
In the end, Mu Zhao bought out the New Year painting dolls on the stall.
They walked forward again and saw a fireworks seller.
Mu Zhao bought some large fireworks, as well as fireworks sticks and firecrackers.
Of course, you have to buy candied haws.
Passing by the candy shop, Mu Zhao went in and came out, and Yun Wuluo found a few more big bags hanging on his body.
However, he is tall and has a good temperament. Even though his hands are full of things and his body is hung with things, he does not look embarrassed. Instead, he can often hear people on the road exclaiming in surprise.
"Why are you raised so well? And you are so doting on your wife."
"Don't you look at the celestial face of the person next to him?"
"Wow~ That girl is really pretty."
"You're not a girl. The bun is for a young lady. But when did such a beautiful young lady come to our place?"
"Could it be the princess?"
"Yes! She must be the princess, she is even more beautiful than the legend says."
"What a perfect couple."
"...."
Mu Zhao listened to all their discussions and responded to them from time to time.
It attracted everyone's surprise.
They unconsciously followed Mu Zhao.
So she and Yun Wuluo's shopping gradually evolved into a group of people's shopping.
Although Mu Zhao didn't hate it, he didn't want to go shopping in such a grand way.
She took Yun Wuluo into the restaurant and said goodbye to the people who followed them.
Yun Wuluo had a lot of things hanging on his body.
After knowing their identities, the vendors were not only unwilling to accept their goods, but also rushed to deliver them.
They all know that if they want to be safe in this frontier fortress, it is all because of General Mu Da, the patron saint.
This battle years ago prevented the enemy from invading for at least a few years.
Prince Mu's Mansion had already made it clear that they would not be allowed to send anything, and they had nowhere to show their gratitude, so they all came to Mu Zhao.
This is another reason why Mu Zhao wants to get rid of them.
After entering the restaurant, the second brother led them into a private room.
Mu Zhao ordered the meal and the waiter went down.
Mu Zhao helped Yun Wuluo unload his clothes. Before he could say anything, he heard someone say from downstairs: "The two men who came up just now are the young princess and her husband. I will pay for their money."
"No, no, let me do it."
"It's better for me to do it. I'll make more money this year."
"What?" the shopkeeper asked excitedly, "Princess Princess?"
"yes"
"Then don't pay, I'll just waive the fee."
Only then did everyone stop fighting over payment.
Mu Zhao smiled helplessly, feeling warm in his heart.
She said: "When we leave later, we will quietly put the money on the table."
Yun Wuluo hesitated and said, "Actually, it's not necessary."
"Why?"
"Because this restaurant belongs to women."
Before Mu Zhao could react, she asked doubtfully, "Mine?"
After saying that, he immediately reacted, "Oh, it's yours."
"I gave the wife a betrothal gift, so it all belongs to the wife."
Mu Zhao smiled and said: "Then I am the richest man in the world."
"yes."
She deliberately teased Yun Wuluo, standing up and picking his chin with her fingers, "Then you have to hold my thick thighs tightly."
"Lady's..." Yun Wuluo's eyes darkened, "It's not rough at all."
Mu Zhao: "......"
Her face suddenly turned red.
Just as the waiter came in, Mu Zhao sat down and ate his breakfast in a hurry.
Before leaving, Mu Zhao still paid for the meal.
In order for them to reconcile their accounts.
It was also because they wanted to invite the little princess of the Mu family, not their boss.
When they returned to their small home, Chuntao looked at Yun Wuluo who was hung up on a shelf and said, "Ah, I should have asked you to bring a few servants there."
Mu Zhao said, "He likes to take it himself."
There were several secret guards behind him, and he was unwilling to let them take it.
Yun Wuluo felt that since he and his wife were going shopping today, it was naturally better for him to carry things.
"You guys put these things away." Yun Wuluo unloaded the things and told Chuntao and the others, then looked at Mu Zhao, "I remember that the door paintings need to be glued. I will do it. Madam, rest first."
"I'm not tired, I'm with you."
Biying looked at them and thought to herself that she could paint with them for a hundred years. It was really eye-catching, warm and sweet.
It's sweeter than the honey porridge she had in the morning.
Before the two of them had finished making the paste, Mu Zhao's five brothers arrived.
They quickly and quickly put up the door painting.
At first, Yun Wuluo was slightly unhappy with them disturbing his time alone with his wife.
But then everyone was chatting and laughing, and he vaguely understood the words "New Year" and "Reunion".
This feeling reached its peak after they had the New Year's Eve dinner together in the evening and he received the red envelopes from his father and mother.
In this rare reunion, no one slept.
Cut window grilles together, play cards, and set off fireworks.
The moment the fireworks exploded, Yun Wuluo hugged Mu Zhao, his eyes moist.
When he met his wife for the first time, he found a reason to live.
Holding his wife in his arms at this moment, he found the meaning of life.
He wanted to live with his wife for a long time and embrace all the warmth in the world.