The daughter of the firstborn is rebellious and is reborn to bury her whole family

From the day she got married to the day she returned home, Shen Qiyin was very busy these days.

Xiao Yan really clung to her.

Regardless of whether it was day or night, or whether there was anyone around, he would always come up to her and force her to go into the room.

She saw that he didn't even go to the morning court for the past two days, and she couldn't help but feel strange. When she asked him the reason, he just said, "Didn't my mother ask me to rest more?"

Shen Qiyin: “…”

She wanted him to rest more, not to stop attending court altogether!

Besides, how could he ever rest? Wasn't he always making trouble?

But then she thought again, he was already so old and just got married, it was understandable that he indulged himself a little after being away from home for so long. If he was not so tired that he fell asleep in an instant, she would have just let him do what he wanted.

On the day of returning home, Xiao Yan accompanied her.

She had planned to stay at home for one night, but when she felt his slightly "sad" gaze, she couldn't say the words that were on her lips.

Finally, I followed him back to the Duke's Mansion, and he pestered me for a long time, and I didn't rest until almost dawn.

Two days later, Shen Qiyin followed Xiao Yan into the palace to pay respects to the Imperial Concubine. She also went to see Yan Shu on purpose.

During this time, she suddenly remembered that the question she asked Xiao Yan before they got married, he had not yet answered it.

So on the way back from the palace, when they were sitting in the carriage, she brought up the old matter again and asked, "You haven't told me yet why the Marquis of Qingyang turned against you and helped you deal with His Majesty?"

"He's not helping me, he's helping my aunt."

"he……"

Why does she feel like there is a story here?

"It's the grudges and hatreds of the previous generation." Xiao Yan briefly explained: "At first, it was my aunt who told me that if I had any problems, I could ask Marquis Qingyang for help. As long as I showed him her token, he would not refuse."

As for the reason, my aunt never said.

However, Marquis Qingyang was drunk and kept talking to him.

It turned out that he had also been interested in Concubine Xiao back then, and had wanted to propose to her after he had earned military merit. However, five years at the frontier passed so quickly that when he returned to the capital, she had already married.

The love was deep but the fate was shallow, so Yuan couldn't complain, but he didn't want to see what happened with Yin Shuang. After he found out, he hated Emperor Xuanwu.

From then on, he asked someone to convey a message to Concubine Xiao.

No matter what path she chooses to take in the future, he will always respond to her requests.

Over the years, Concubine Xiao had never asked him for anything, and this was the only thing that showed she was grateful for his kindness.

Xiao Yan held Shen Qiyin's hand and said in a sad tone, "Now, everything has been settled. After some time, some people will have to atone for their sins."

When he said this, Shen Qiyin knew his intention.

Sure enough, within a few days, news of Emperor Xuanwu's death spread from the palace.

Crown Prince Yuan Zhan ascended the throne and changed the reign title to Yongxing.

At the beginning of the first year of Yongxing, Duke Ningguo died of illness, and the crown prince Xiao Yan was canonized as a king of a different surname by the new emperor, with the title "Su".

Many things happened in Shangjing City during this year, but the one that the people talked about most was the story of Princess Su.

Everyone was speculating that the former doctor Erya from Guangrentang had now become a princess, and she might no longer be able to treat poor people like them in the future.

Even if she agreed, I'm afraid the prince would not agree.

In response to this, Shen Qiyin asked Xiao Yan as if it was a joke: "Now that you are a prince, are you planning to keep a beautiful woman in your golden house and not allow me to go out and show my face in public and diagnose patients?"

She was just teasing him, but he said seriously, "You can go out, but there are requirements."

"what?"

"Outside, Yinyin can do whatever she wants, but behind closed doors..." He paused, as if he felt that this statement was not specific enough, so he changed the topic and said, "But put down the curtains and you have to obey me."

Shen Qiyin: “…”

He might as well just say "entered the bed".

Complaints aside, when Xiao Yan really started to talk to her, Shen Qiyin would never be willing to reject him even once.

Since they got married, Xiao Yan has been thoughtful and careful in everything, making everyone envious, to the point where she has almost no chance to reciprocate.

So she just let him do what he wanted when he acted up occasionally.

That day, Shen Qiyin finished her consultation at Guangrentang and after seeing off the last patient, she suddenly realized that Xiao Yan had arrived without her knowing.

Without informing her, he just sat casually at the door of the clinic, teasing Ah Huang nonchalantly.

The sun sets, the afterglow is dazzling.

Noticing the figure standing beside him, he looked up as if realizing something: "Are you done?"

"Ah."

Shen Qiyin's gaze only fell on the flowers in his hand.

Since they met, he seemed to have this habit of always giving her flowers.

The two held hands and walked towards the palace. She gently turned the peony in her hand and asked him curiously, "Why do you always like to give me flowers?"

He just smiled and said nothing.

The warm yellow light stretched the two figures out long, and the hawking sounds on the street rose and fell, faintly drowning out his voice: "The man and the woman, they were about to joke, and gave each other a spoon of medicine..."

"Ok?"

"nothing."

He thought she didn't hear clearly, so he didn't repeat it.

After a few steps, she suddenly smiled and said meaningfully: "Xiao Lang's love is deep and lasting, I am willing to be the person who appreciates it."

"This heart will never change."

"So do I..."