Shen Moran had a good night's sleep. He still remembered that he had to go to the palace to express his gratitude the next day, so he got up early to clean up.
"Princess, your highness is wearing a moon-white python-patterned court dress today. Do you want to wear that one too?" Bi Tao compared the moon-white palace dress with the water-red one, "But I think this water-red one looks better." .”
It's only the second day of the wedding, so it looks so plain in white.
Shen Moran sat down in front of the dressing table.
"Just use the water red one."
"The hair accessory will be a gold crown."
Bi Tao took out a filigree narcissus pearl crown with cascading petals from the jewelry box. She put all her hair on top of her head and fixed it with two Jinling hairpins. For the earrings, she chose two pearls of the same size and threaded them with gold thread. Perfectly complements the hair accessories on the head.
Three long pearl tassels hang down on the back of the head, making the girl's tall figure and slender neck stand out.
"Princess, Your Highness is waiting for you in the front yard for breakfast."
Shen Moran put a thin layer of rouge on her face.
Zhou Zhan was standing in the hall with his hands behind his hands. He heard footsteps coming from far and near. He turned around and saw a girl in a colorful palace dress with affectionate eyebrows and a peach-shaped face.
"I would like to pay my respects to the prince."
He was stunned for a moment, then coughed slightly and stopped looking.
"Let's have a meal."
The breakfast at the palace was light, consisting of shredded chicken porridge with a few refreshing side dishes. The servants started to serve the porridge, and Shen Moran smiled and put a mint cake in his bowl.
The light green pastry in the fine white porcelain bowl was attractively translucent. Before he even moved his chopsticks, there was another Xiao Long Bao next to the mint cake.
Shen Moran estimated his appetite from the limited experience of dining together, searched around the table, picked up an egg roll, put it in his bowl, and said considerately: "Your Highness has been ill for a long time and has a weak spleen and stomach, so he should not eat breakfast." Too full."
Three yuan of staple food that can be swallowed in one bite plus a bowl of gruel is his breakfast?
Looking at the girl again, she happily picked up the snacks on the table and put them in her bowl. Although she looked very elegant when eating, her appetite was really good.
He did eat very little in front of others. He only drank the bowl of porridge and a piece of snack, then put down his chopsticks and sat aside to watch her eat.
Shen Moran was not embarrassed at all under his gaze and finished his breakfast slowly.
"Your Highness, you have been waiting for a long time."
Her eyes seemed to have hooks, and when she looked at people, people always felt that she had bad intentions. Zhou Zhan observed the other people around him, and it seemed that he was the only one who felt this way.
He wiped his hands with a handkerchief, stood up and said, "Let's go."
This was not the first time for Shen Moran to ride in Prince Zhan's carriage. The space inside was spacious, and there was a small coffee table and a small cabinet in the free space. He didn't go out often, but there were a lot of things in the small cabinet.
He took out a book from the small drawer and read it. He couldn't help but think of the book he took out from under the pillow on his wedding night. As he looked at it, the flying Chinese characters seemed to have grown legs and turned into two little people...
Shen Moran on the side was still staring at him without blinking, making him feel a little uncomfortable.
"Is there something on my face?"
He really couldn't ignore her staring eyes.
Shen Moran smiled and shook his head.
"No, I think His Highness is very good-looking. I didn't see enough of him last night. I was afraid that in the blink of an eye, His Highness would disappear again."
She was telling the truth. Zhou Zhan had a gentle appearance, and the moon-white python-patterned court clothes on him made him even more cold and noble. Shen Moran was not ashamed and held up his chin blatantly.
Her words were no different from those of a libertine on the street. The tips of Zhou Zhan's ears were slightly red, and he looked up at her. She had an open attitude and smiled cutely at him.
The two have become husband and wife. As a boudoir love story, people can't fault it.
Zhou Zhan was speechless for a moment. He pinched the page with his fingers and put it down. He opened the curtain with his other hand and looked outside.
Shen Moran looked at the tips of his reddish ears, her eyes lit up, and a bold idea came to her mind, maybe he was still a baby...
So inexperienced?
Her gaze became more and more intense. Zhou Zhan frowned and turned around.
"Does your Highness feel troubled? That's why I don't look at Your Highness." The girl said in an aggrieved tone, "Your Highness is my husband, and I admire Your Highness... I want His Highness to take good care of himself, but I also want to spend more time with Him. The time we spent together..."
"Last night, Your Highness did not stay in my room. I was tossing and turning, wondering what it was about me that made His Highness unhappy, so that Your Highness didn't even leave his face to me..."
The girl lowered her eyes, and big tears fell on her cheeks. Zhou Zhan's mind was still stuck on what she said about wanting to spend more time with him. Why did she start crying the next moment?
Tears came at every turn, and she felt so wronged that he felt so sorry for her!
Also, she doesn't look like she has insomnia at all...
The sobbing in the car alarmed people outside. The driver asked through the curtain: "Your Highness, we will be at the palace gate soon. Shall we enter the palace now?"
The subtext is that the current situation is obviously inappropriate...why don't you hurry up and coax her?
Zhou Zhan knew that he was in the wrong. No matter what Shen Panxing had planned, Shen Moran had indeed married him and was his concubine. He had no evidence to prove that Shen Moran was here to harm him. What he did last night was indeed excessive. .
He took out the handkerchief from his sleeve and gave it to her, but Shen Moran didn't take it and just sat there crying. Zhou Zhan had never coaxed anyone, so when he saw this, he could only wipe her with the handkerchief.
His tone softened unconsciously.
"It's my fault."
He leaned forward and got very close to her. He thought she would stop crying by apologizing, but who knew that she would throw herself into his arms, and the gold hairpin on her head would scratch his neck, leaving a trace of it. Red marks.
Shen Moran took the opportunity to rub the lipstick on his hands. When he stood up, he pretended to have discovered the wound on his neck and touched it apologetically.
"Your Highness, I forgive you, I didn't mean it! Does it hurt you? I'll help you take care of it!"
I took the opportunity to apply lipstick on his neck.
Zhou Zhan touched the wound lightly. There was no bleeding, only a red mark. He was not that delicate.
"fine."
Shen Moran sat upright, straightened up his appearance a little, pinched his neck while getting out of the car, and made a purple mark, and deliberately pulled up his collar to block half of it.
Zhou Zhan was completely unaware of this.
Following the chamberlain all the way into the palace, we arrived at Qiwu Palace where the queen lived.
The emperor and the empress had long been sitting on the throne, and all the concubines in the harem, as well as the eighth and ninth princes who had not yet left the palace due to their young age, and the two princesses were all there.
Regarding Zhou Zhan's life experience, Shen Moran heard Si Yiluo say that Emperor Yao suspected that he was not his biological son, so he wanted to kill him since he was a child. The assassination of Jingshan Temple was the result of Emperor Yao.
The relationship between father and son is as thin as a cicada, but it still needs to be maintained on the surface.
Shen Moran knelt down and saluted with Zhou Zhan.
Emperor Yao looked like a loving father.
"Prince Zhan is not well, please help him up quickly!"
The palace servants hurriedly stepped forward to help, and the queen waved to the two of them.
"Children, please come forward and let me take a look."
The chamberlain placed two futons in front of the empress. Shen Moran and Zhou Zhan stepped forward and knelt down. The empress could see the traces between their necks at a glance. The concubines present were also visitors. Some covered their mouths and snickered, while others Looking around curiously.
Zhou Zhan only felt that these looks were teasing and joking, and he still didn't understand what they meant.
The queen had already taken Shen Moran's hand and told her: "Zhan'er is weak. If you are wronged, please be more patient. The days ahead will be long."
Shen Moran said sensibly: "My daughter-in-law is not wronged, and His Highness treats her very well..."
The timely shyness on her face made the concubines present smile knowingly. Zhou Zhan was weak, so there were not many women in the backyard. There were gains and losses. As a concubine, everyone envied her husband for having fewer women around him!
It's just that the husband is not good at it, and the fun in the boudoir is greatly reduced. Everyone looks at Shen Moran with more sympathy.
The Queen patted her hand and said, "Please serve tea."
The waiter brought four cups of tea.
Zhou Zhan and Shen Moran took it over respectively.
"Father, please have some tea."
Emperor Yao took the tea and gave Shen Moran a red envelope.