The husband who forced her to marry her couldn't keep her warm, and she didn't want him to

It was dark outside at this time. The wall lamp under the veranda emitted a dim light. Bai Shao raised her head and looked towards the window.

After seeing it clearly, she turned around with a look of joy, "Madam, it's a carrier pigeon!" As she said that, she opened the window slightly.

Gu Jinchu straightened up from the kang and saw a carrier pigeon with white wings flying in and landing on the kang table in front of her.

It spread its pure white wings and tilted its head to look at Gu Jinchu.

Its little red eyes looked at her, it made a gurgling sound, and its two little paws paced slowly on the table.

Counting it up, this is the fifth carrier pigeon Gu Jinchu has seen since returning to Yuanyuan Hall.

After she untied the paper roll tied to its legs, the pigeon spread its wings and flew away again.

Bai Shao walked quickly to the table, reached out and picked up the wick in the lamp oil on the candlestick, and the room gradually became brighter.

Gu Jinchu unfolded the paper scroll, and a line of familiar handwriting appeared before his eyes.

【I will return to the capital in ten days. I hope you are well and I will tell you about it. 】

Just a few words, vigorous, strong and powerful, are the handwriting of Mr. Jiang Wu.

Gu Jinchu couldn't help but curl his lips, leaned over and kissed the two children on the forehead, and said softly: "Nuonuo and Tuanzi's father is coming back, he is coming back to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival with us."

Mid-Autumn Festival, family reunion.

Gu Jinchu flattened the curled paper and placed it among the books on the antique shelf together with the previous ones.

......

When the eldest princess traveled, even though the ceremonial procession was repeatedly reduced, it still took her more than ten days to travel from Shengjing City to the flood-stricken area of ​​the Yellow River.

The return journey was much smoother than the journey here.

After passing Muyang Post Station, a batch of horses coming out of the flood-stricken area need to be replaced.

Therefore, the travelers planned to rest at the post station for one night and set off again after dawn.

When Mr. Jiang Wuye and his companions came here, they passed by this place.

When I came to the post station again, I could clearly see that the place had been renovated and there were more postmen.

They are either sturdy and strong, exuding a masculine air, or they are gentle and handsome.

The maids who greeted them respectfully were all very pretty and eye-catching.

Zhao Xuan lifted the curtain, placed her hand in the palm that Zheng Kaicheng extended to her, and slowly stepped down from the carriage.

Looking at those young men and the beautiful women surrounding them, there was nothing she didn't understand as she had grown up in the harem.

Feeling the force in her hand tighten slightly, Zhao Xuan turned her head and saw the faint smile in the eyes of the prince consort beside her. She bent her fingertips and gently stroked his palm a few times.

Zheng Kaicheng lowered his head, spread his fingers and clasped them with hers, and there was no emotion in his voice:

"I guess they also want to rely on their own abilities to catch the princess's eye."

Zhao Xuan's eyes were deep, making her gentle yet bold. She took his hand and led him to the room where they would stay at night.

After all the palace people had left, she raised her hand to lift Zheng Kaicheng's chin, raised her eyebrows and looked at him and said:

"After seeing such an outstanding man like the Prince Consort, I'm afraid it will be hard for anyone else to catch my eye..."

In order to make herself, the eldest princess, as arrogant and domineering as her father wanted, she had done many extraordinary things.

Looking back now, what I regret most is spreading the rumor of recruiting lovers, but it is also the thing I regret least.

If it weren't for that opportunity, she wouldn't have known Zheng Kaicheng's feelings so easily.

It was also because of past experiences that many problems arose after the two got married, and they dealt with many men who tried to offer themselves to them.

Zheng Kaicheng spread his five fingers wide and clasped his palms on her waist, making Zhao Xuan press her whole body against him.

One of her eyebrows was slightly raised, and her expression was exactly the same as it was not long ago.

"Princess, you're right..." His slightly hoarse voice and handsome face made Zhao Xuan obsessed for a moment.

The two people were so close, his strong body and gradually rising body temperature made people's ear bones turn red.

Zhao Xuan looked at his rolling Adam's apple and couldn't help but stand on tiptoe and move closer.

"Princess, the hot water you requested is here." Ruxia's voice came from outside the door.

Zhao Xuan closed her eyes and continued with the action, burying herself in Zheng Kaicheng's neck.

When I opened my eyes again, they were a little clearer.

Zheng Kaicheng cleared his throat and said slowly, "Come in." He walked past Zhao Xuan and towards the bed to hide his embarrassment.

Ruxia pushed open the door and asked the servants to carry the wooden barrel in.

She walked to the eldest princess and whispered, "The fifth master said he had something to deal with, so the princess and her husband can have dinner as they please."

After the splashing sound of water stopped and the waiters in the room left, Zheng Kaicheng came over and simply washed it with the warm water that Zhao Xuan had used.

Sitting behind the square table, while the servants were setting up the dinner, he smiled and said, "If it weren't for us, Lord Jiang would have rushed back to Shengjing City as fast as he could."

......

Master Jiang Wu was in the room at the end of the corridor. He lowered his head and wrote a memorial. Then he raised his hand and handed it to Jiang Fei, "Send it to His Majesty as quickly as possible."

If the princess had not arrived at the disaster area at the right time, there would probably have been unrest among the victims.

He wouldn't believe it if someone wasn't inciting emotions.