Volume 1: The Newlyweds Chapter 14: Speak Straight
"Woooooooooooooo..."
Xue Junyou saw the little princess sobbing, and then thought that she was also a poor person whose mother died young and her brothers and sisters did not play with her, so her heart softened.
"Okay, okay. If you make a mistake, it's okay. You can be beaten or punished. Don't cry. Don't cry." Xue Junyou had never coaxed a girl in her two lifetimes, and was even a little confused.
If given a choice, he would rather fight with that fierce snow mastiff again, even if it was a life-and-death fight.
"I... I know that your heart belongs to you, but you and I have worshiped heaven and earth, and thanked you for your kindness, so you must treat me as a human being! You are all like this, everyone is like this, and you can't do anything.
Call me, you would rather not see me, could it be that I am a cannibal? On the surface, you are the eldest sister, but secretly you are afraid of seeing me."
"Ah, yes, yes, my mistakes are all small ones!"
Luo Junyue muttered a lot, and Xue Junyou couldn't argue, so he could only nod his head and admit his mistake. But when he thought about it again, he realized that it was wrong, and he also said in frustration: "No! Where do I belong?"
Luo Junyue's eyes were red, and her little pear-shaped face was actually a little cute: "Zhi, holding hands and looking at the tears, who are you speechless and choked with...Thousands, thousands of styles, who did you tell them?
Don't make any nonsense, you don't have true feelings... How could you do something like that?"
Xue Junyou, who was trying to listen hard, frowned, and there was an expression on his face as if he was shooting himself in the foot. He completely lost the calm look of someone who had experienced the tragic death of his whole family and the massacre of the city, and said slowly: "That poem is mine.
Copied."
"Copied?" Luo Junyue sobbed twice at the end and looked at Xue Junyou pitifully: "Then why haven't I heard of it?"
At this point, Xue Junyou really didn't have that literary talent, so he simply said bluntly: "Actually, I have remembered the memories of my previous life since I was born, and the world in my previous life was similar but different from this one. That poem was left by the ancients in my previous life.
"
After saying that, Xue Junyou looked at the little princess sincerely.
Luo Junyue also stared at him with red eyes.
After a long time, Luo Junyue asked: "No more?"
"No more." Xue Junyou replied.
As soon as the words fell, I saw rolling tears coming out of those beautiful eyes again:
"Xue Jun! I grew up in a palace, but I'm not stupid! Even a three-year-old child wouldn't believe it, and you're using it to fool me! You're obviously trying to stall me!
Even if you admit what you did outright, I won’t fight against each other. Anyway, it’s all for our own benefit. The worst I can do is give you a yard and let you hang out privately, and you can pretend to be in love with me on my face!”
"No! I'm telling the truth!"
Xue Jun patted his thigh anxiously. Suddenly, he remembered what he had experienced, so he said: "Twenty years ago, when I was less than one year old, during the Dongming Rebellion, the Japanese pirates from Ming State landed at Jieshikou in Dongzhou and massacred them.
My biological parents live in a family, and I witnessed with my own eyes the tragic death of my entire family. If you don’t believe me, ask my adoptive father and adoptive mother if this happened.”
"Your parents were beheaded, and your sister was..." Luo Junyue hesitated, fearing to bring out the painful life experience in Xue Junyou's heart, so she just whispered: "I'm still seventeen, and I know it.
"
Xue Jun's heart sank with worry, and he couldn't explain it at all. But then he thought about it and something was wrong: "How do you know?"
The exquisite royal etiquette must not be thrown away. Luo Junyue took out the silk scarf from her sleeve and tested the tears carefully, frowning: "I heard that you said you were an adopted son, and in the past two days, I sent someone to check your details.
Everyone knows this part of his life story.”
Xue Junyou was speechless. If this life experience was kept secret, then if he said that he knew it, some people would believe him. But since he knew it after looking up, no one would believe him even if he told the truth.
But he suddenly realized something in his heart, his face turned red, he raised his eyes and looked at the pretty lady in front of him, and said: "You are checking me? Princess, don't you care about me?"
"Well. I care about you." Luo Junyue nodded.
Xue Junyou didn't expect it, and all the throbbing in his heart finally converged into one sentence: "Are you crazy?"
"You are crazy!" Luo Junyue raised her voice, and felt a wave of grievances rising in her heart, making her eyes wet.
"Wait a minute! Don't cry yet." Xue Junyou quickly stopped, but still looked in disbelief, and even used his hands together to explain to Luo Junyue:
"According to the script, you are the treasure of His Majesty and the Queen. You shouldn't have chosen me because you had no choice but to first look down on my lowly status and despise me, then gradually think that I'm okay, and finally just...
Do you care about me ... Why do n’t you make a card according to the routine? The middle brain is omitted by myself? "
Luo Junyue was stunned for a moment, a little hard to understand, and replied with red eyes: "I have read the words of saints since I was a child, and acted as a gentleman. You and I are not only the orders of our parents, but also the words of matchmakers. We have paid homage to heaven and earth, and given betrothal gifts.
You are my husband, why should I despise you... I also told you what happened before, just to scare you, and I don’t want you to marry me and bully me."
At this moment, the only thing he could do seemed to be to happily curse the old customs of the feudal era! It was really a disaster for women.
Even though he was thinking like this, Xue Junyou lowered his head and clasped his fingers, looking like a coy little daughter: "In that case, why didn't you choose to marry Xirong instead of me, the son of a merchant?"
Luo Junyue responded: "I married Xirong to get married to the Chanyu of Xirong. The queen mother said that the Chanyu of Xirong is nearly seventy years old, and after his death, I will still be his son's concubine. The queen refuses, but I am here."
The reputation in the city is not good, so I asked my uncle to find you for me... But, to be honest, I have always thought that you are much better than Shanyu!"
Hearing this, Xue Junyou's face froze with self-satisfaction, and he felt a little mixed in his heart. He forced out a smile and said: "It is true that he can't compare to me regardless of his age, appearance, or energy."
"So, I just think it's better to talk some things out. I allow you to interact with your lover in private. Among the princesses in my dynasty, there are also many concubines who have aggrieved and married the princess. The husband and wife don't get along, so they each find love with him in private.
It's a common thing.
But I can't. Although I have enjoyed all the privileges since I was a child, I have never experienced the harmony of sisters in ordinary people's homes, and they talk to each other. I can no longer be ignored after marriage. At least you must treat me as a wife."
While speaking, a drop of clear tears streaked down Luo Junyue's cheek. Xue Junyou felt pity for her and wiped away her tears.
At this moment, even though the wind was blowing outside the window, he was determined to block all the wind and rain in this life for her.
It's just that Anyang is not familiar with the world, and everything she does is too routine and rigid. Before teaching her how to have her own will, she should not eat this pie in the sky well and be a gentleman.
That's what it says...
"In that case, can we consummate our marriage?"
Xue Junyou's eyes were shining, he took off his thick cloak and moved towards the huanghuali wooden couch where Anyang was sitting.
Talk about not eating pie from the sky, talk about being a gentleman.
Xue Junyou doesn't care. He is not a eunuch. Such a beautiful woman can show her kindness and still be pure-hearted.
This is a man's nature, let alone a legitimate couple, he doesn't want to pretend to be aloof.
Just when he touched a snow-white quilt, Xue Junyou saw Luo Junyue suddenly shrinking back, and instinctively slapped him.
This slap was really a reaction to stress, and he was slapped to the ground.
Luo Junyue lifted the quilt on her legs and hurriedly tried to help her. She said apologetically: "Well, I'm not ready yet. And if I don't light the lamp, you can't sleep with me in the same bed."
"Then you just said you care about me."
"I care because I want to sing harmoniously with you, and treat each other with respect like a guest. But what are you thinking, a slut?"
"But between husband and wife, this is normal... And your bed is quite big."
"... …"
Seeing Anyang's hesitation, Xue Junyou stood up, smiled evilly, and wanted to take action.
Luo Junyue was anxious, took off the quilt and wrapped it tightly around her body, lying down with her back to him.
Even if Xindao is already a couple, she is a princess after all. Ordinary women obey their husbands in everything, but since she has a high status, she can always ask the two to cultivate some feelings before having sex.
So with red eyes and a red face, she refused firmly and said: "My princess is not feeling well today. Please wait for another day."
Xue Junyou had a smile on his face, put his hands in his sleeves, and said in his heart that it was really cute, so he said: "Since you want to talk about it, let me just say it straight, I don't have a lover, that poem... Actually,
I heard it recited by Yuefu, yes! It’s Yuefu.”
"real?"
"Really." Xue Junyou nodded, stood up and lifted the quilt from Luo Junyue, then neatly covered her body, and said softly: "Didn't I say it? I was brought to the Taoist temple by a Taoist teacher since I was a child.
, that Taoist temple was called Zizi Temple, and it was located in Yunhuaze, Nanzhou. When I came back, I happened to pass by a group of scholars holding a poetry meeting in Mingshan, Nan'an, and I got acquainted with Yuefu."
The quilt that had been forcefully lifted was placed neatly on her body again. Luo Junyue suddenly felt a warmth in her body, and responded with a relaxed heart: "Is Yuefu beautiful? Is he a handsome and talented folding fan?"
Xue Junyou was stunned, "She looks almost like me."
Luo Junyue sneered and didn't believe it: "You are not a martial artist! How can you be compared with a talented person?"
Xue Junyou sat on the ground and quietly stared at the graceful figure. He seemed to have made plans in his mind and replied softly: "But I'm actually pretty good-looking. If you like it, I'll also buy a folding fan and dress it up."
Long gown, fan yourself all day long."
After the words fell for a long time, Xue Junyou didn't hear any response, so he stretched his neck to see if Anyang was asleep.
Just when I got up, I heard the reply: "Although talented people are handsome, they are all the same and not as interesting as you."
The corner of Xue Junyou's mouth curled up slightly, and he put his hands in his sleeves with excitement, saying smugly: "Okay! I actually feel quite safe, I can beat ten with one, although... you are traveling with thousands of horses in black armor.
Yes, it seems that there is no need for any sense of security."
"It is necessary... You can practice with me some other time and see."