Looking at the solemn, elegant and meticulous Zhu Lian, Zhao Huan felt not only the joy of the couple's reunion, but also gratitude.
After Zhao Huan left Bianjing, there was no turmoil in the palace, and everything was taken care of in an orderly manner.
All of this is naturally due to Zhu Lian's hard work.
It can be said that in the entire Dingwang Palace, besides Zhao Huan, the most inseparable person is Zhu Lian. She is not only Zhao Huan's virtuous wife, but also the Dinghai Shenzhen, who can ensure peace and tranquility in Zhao Huan's rear.
If Zheng Qingyun is a caring little cotton-padded jacket, then Zhu Lian is Zhao Huan's most trustworthy first wife.
Facing the principal wife, even Zhao Huan, who used to be carefree in the past, couldn't help but stand in awe, recalling the red tape that he usually sneered at, and bowed solemnly to Zhu Lian.
"Thank you for your hard work, ma'am."
Zhu Lian did not expect that Zhao Huan would suddenly be so solemn, and was caught off guard.
But in the blink of an eye, an indescribable feeling of relief and touch slowly flowed in my heart.
As a wife, what worries her the most is that she will be thankless for her efforts. She has given everything to the family, but her husband will regard her as "meddling in other people's own business" and be annoying.
And this situation obviously will not happen to Zhu Lian.
The man in front of her not only loved her wholeheartedly, but also cared about and understood her. This feeling of unity between husband and wife was the most valuable thing to Zhu Lian.
Being able to marry such a man, even if you work hard for this family, is worth it.
Zhu Lian bit her thin lips lightly, her eyes were slightly red, and she choked with sobs: "This is what I should do. Since you are married to your husband, you must keep the family property for your husband."
"If your husband fights hard outside, he will guard the rear for you. If husband and wife work together, their sharpness can break through metal."
Zhao Huan secretly sighed in his heart, what kind of virtue did he have accumulated in his previous life to marry a wife like Zhu Lian in this life?
Zhao Huan, who had been serious just now, suddenly revealed his true colors. He rushed forward with a sprint, grabbed Zhu Lian's waist with both hands, and lifted Zhu Lian up effortlessly.
"Daughter-in-law, I miss you so much!"
The sudden affection caught Zhu Lian off guard. As a meticulous first wife, her cheeks could not help but feel hot at this moment, and she was extremely shy.
"Husband, in front of so many people, how could you..."
Before Zhu Lian could finish speaking, Zhao Huan had already hugged Zhu Lian in his arms without any care, and he still held her in the manner of a princess.
Zhu Lian subconsciously hugged Zhao Huan's neck, and his charming little face suddenly turned redder.
Xiao Xia, Chen Yushu and others who were standing aside were already not surprised by this. Instead, they were all smiling and sincerely happy for Zhu Lian.
As the "most majestic" person in the palace, Zhu Lian stamped his feet and the whole palace would tremble.
In terms of making maids and servants fear this, not even Zhao Huan can compare with Zhu Lian.
However, only Zhao Huan could "control" Zhu Lian easily and treat Zhu Lian like his little daughter-in-law, and only in front of Zhao Huan would Zhu Lian change his past sternness and show his shy side.
Zhao Huan hugged Zhu Lian and walked to the inner house. He said excitedly: "I have been out for such a long time, but I am extremely depressed."
"It's hard to get back home. My beloved concubine must make up for it and compensate me."
How could Zhu Lian not know Zhao Huan's evil intentions?
She was so nervous that her whole body felt like it was on fire: "In broad daylight, with the world clear, how could the prince have such thoughts?"
"Besides, the prince has just returned to Beijing, so he should go to the palace first..."
"If your Majesty were to know that the prince had returned home first and was only thinking about sexual intercourse, he would definitely offend Long Yan."
Zhao Huan grinned and said nonchalantly: "What does his anger have to do with me?"
"I have always loved beauty rather than country!"
"Even if the sky falls today, there is no way to stop me from returning to the inner palace!"
Zhu Lian couldn't resist Zhao Huan, so he had to hold Zhao Huan's neck, lowered his head, blushed with shame, and said nothing.
When Zheng Qingyun saw this, he subconsciously looked at Chen Yushu.
It turned out that Chen Yushu kept winking, suggesting that Zheng Qingyun should quickly go back to "study and observe" to lay the foundation for the future.
The maids around all shook their heads and smiled bitterly.
"We put up such a big show to welcome the prince back to the palace. It seems that all our work has been in vain."
"If I had known that the prince would be like this, it would be better to just open the door and let the prince drive straight in and go straight to the inner house."
"Hehehe, the prince is a man after all."
"On the contrary, the princess and the county prince spent a long time getting dressed up, but in the end... hahaha, forget it, I'd better be happy for the princess."
As everyone knows, a large number of people are still gathering outside the palace at this time.
And no one knew that Zhao Huan had already carried his wife back to the inner house.
When Chen Zhao learned that Zhao Huan had returned to Beijing, he rushed over immediately. Looking at the closed door and hearing the discussions of the people around him, he couldn't help but sigh.
"The Song Dynasty is really lucky to have a king!"
"No matter how successful the prince is, he has never forgotten the kindness of his wife. This original intention has not changed, which really impresses us."
"Presumably at this time, the prince is grateful to the princess for her hard work."
Wang Daquan nodded in agreement: "The prince knows how to be grateful, so naturally he will not show any slight to the princess."
"Please be patient."
"This kind of thing, from small to large, from private to public."
"How the prince treats his wife will be how he treats the people of the world. If he cannot take good care of his wife, how can he treat the world sincerely?"
Chen Zhao and Wang Daquan knew Zhao Huan's virtues very well. In addition, the door of the house was tightly closed, so they could tell with their toes what Zhao Huan was doing inside.
However, as a subordinate, it is your duty to cover for the boss.
The people around who didn't understand the inside story immediately admired Zhao Huan even more when they heard these words.
"As expected of the prince!"
"You're right, a good husband and a loving wife will grow up from a young age."
While everyone was waiting, Zhao Ji's "Picture of King Ding and Eliminating the Captives" had been completed.
He asked the eunuch to unfold the scroll and lift it up. Zhao Ji was very satisfied when he saw the mighty prince wearing heavy armor, fighting bloody battles and capturing Huhulu alive.
"That's right! It's really appropriate to give my painting to the king."
Cai Jing, who had already entered the palace, praised repeatedly: "Your Majesty's painting skills have reached the pinnacle."
"This picture is enough for King Ding to pass down to the next generation."
Speaking of this, Cai Jing asked tentatively: "In addition to this picture, what other rewards does your Majesty plan to give to Prince Ding?"
Zhao Ji, with a smile on his face, asked instead of answering: "The Prime Minister thinks this picture is not enough?"
Cai Jing was stunned for a moment, then he was overjoyed and said excitedly: "That's enough, that's enough! Your Majesty personally gave me pictures, which is enough for the king to be grateful."
"Besides that, whether it's real power or official title, I'll be rewarded later."