When you wear it, it becomes a "mother"

"Qin Yiyan is getting married."

Fu Junxi was reclining on the soft couch, holding a piece of bright red paper in his hand, the style was quite delicate, and the patterns painted in gold could be seen on it, it was the invitation card of Young Master Qin and Tang Yue.

The third prince sat a little far away, holding a book in one hand, resting his other hand on his forehead, his eyes were not looking at Fu Junxi, his red lips were slightly parted, "Didn't you already know it?"

Fu Junxi smiled, got up and walked to the side of the third prince, reached out and took out the book in the third prince's hand, the third prince looked up at him in confusion, "What's wrong?"

Fu Junxi narrowed his eyes, "It is true that I knew it a long time ago, but I am unwilling, he is going to get married."

Fu Chengxiang's eyes were dim, and the meaning was self-evident. The third prince was taken aback for a moment, then lowered his head, and chuckled with a faint expression, "Yes, Mr. Qin is getting married."

A generation of generals could marry a man, but this man fell in love with him, but he could only go on like this forever.

Seeing the third prince lowering his glasses, Prime Minister Fu put away his emotions, put the person on the chair back into his arms, and gently stroked the soft hair with his chin, "Blame me for bringing up this topic, don't want to, let's go and have a look , he should be very happy."

"Ah."

It doesn't matter, as long as there is this person by my side, so what if it's like this forever?He has already got what he wants, and he has never been greedy, but, if he can, he really wants to pull out this famous prince of Wu in an open and honest manner, saying that this is his beloved of Fu Junxi, and spoiling him until he dies.

The luxurious carriage traveled all the way from the Prime Minister's Mansion to the General's Mansion.

Because the good news is approaching, the Qin Mansion is covered with red wedding curtains everywhere, and one can already feel the strong festive atmosphere from a distance.

Probably because there were so many visitors recently, the little boy guarding the door stood energetically at the door, his eyes kept looking around, and he was shrewd and saw the carriage outside the door at once.

No matter which adult's doorman in this capital city has a pair of sparkling eyes, he can tell at a glance who the carriage is coming and going without waiting for anyone to come out.

Although the little boy is not very old, he has an excellent memory. He can tell at a glance that this is the carriage of the prime minister's family. Compared with home.

"Prime Minister, Ankang." The little boy saluted respectfully, and before he got up, he saw the third prince who followed the prime minister and got off the car. He was in a mess, and quickly knelt down again, "Third Prince, Ankang."

"Get up, where is your son?"

"Young Master Qin is in the study, Young Master Tang... Young Master Tang is in Wushu Pavilion."

"Understood, lead the way to the study."

The little boy saluted again respectfully, "Third Prince, Prime Minister, this way please."

Mr. Qin is actually not in the study, because he has finished his wedding dress, so now Mr. Qin is actually in Wushu Pavilion, trying on his wedding dress with Tang Yue.

Tang Yue's stomach has been more than three months old, but it is not as shapeless as expected. I don't know if it is because Tang Yue has eaten too much recently, or because Tang Yue is thin, his stomach seems to be slightly bulging First of all, it's not very obvious. Tang Yue discovered it by accident, and he was very surprised when he saw it, because although he had given birth to his children, it was too scary at that time, so he didn't pay attention at all. It's a completely different feeling of surprise but some sense of accomplishment and sweetness.

In fact, it's only slightly bulging, even if it's off, you can't see it if you don't look carefully. Even so, Mr. Qin is still very careful to order people to change the inner clothes of the wedding clothes that have been made. After a while, now that the remade ones have been sent over, I simply let Tang Yue try it, and if it doesn't work, there is still time to change it.

Prime Minister Fu and the third prince ran out of time in the study, knowing that both of them should be in Wushu Pavilion, so they turned to Wushu Pavilion again.

As a result, from a distance, Tang Yue in a bright red wedding dress just happened to come out of the inner hall, and sitting on a chair in the outer hall was Mr. Qin who was squinting his eyes.

Tang Yue came out to see Mr. Qin just squinted his eyes without saying a word, and couldn't see the expression in his eyes clearly. He didn't know what Mr. Qin meant. Is there a bronze mirror of the same size here? The upper body, so Tang Yue thought that he was ugly in this wedding dress, so his face turned black.

"Is it ugly?"

Tang Yue subconsciously turned around. When the clothes were delivered, he still thought they looked good. The bright red brocade was embroidered with concentric vines with gold threads. He liked the look very much. Doesn't it look good on it? ?Otherwise, why does Mr. Qin have such an expression?

"Not good-looking? I think he is staring blankly."

The sudden sound of coming in made Tang Yue turn his head. Fu Chengxiang and the third prince walked into the inner hall of Wushu Pavilion one after another. Fu Chengxiang was holding a pure white folding fan with a few words inscribed on it, which was slightly blocked by the folding fan. His face naturally blocked his malicious smile.

It's still early spring, and it can't be called warm. It's so hot that I even need to use a fan.

Mr. Qin didn't have any expression on the sudden visit of the two, he just bowed to the third prince, and then turned his head to look at Tang Yue, "It's very nice."

In fact, what he wanted to say was more than that. Tang Yue's wedding clothes were different from his. Although they were all men's wedding clothes, it was just that Tang Yue's wedding clothes were more refined in terms of material and workmanship. The vivid eyebrows and eyes against Tang Yue's fair face are not only good-looking, there will never be anyone in this world who has entered his eyes and entered his heart like this.

Since it wasn't ugly, Tang Yue saluted the third prince and Prime Minister Fu with peace of mind, and then changed the wedding clothes.

"I have never seen anyone's wedding dress look so good."

When Tang Yue walked out, there was only the third prince left in the inner hall, and Mr. Qin and Prime Minister Fu didn't know where they went.

Seeing what the third prince said, Tang Yue was a little embarrassed. Now that he fully knew the relationship between the third prince and Prime Minister Fu, he naturally heard Mr. Qin say about their current situation. Linked to being unable to even make sense, so saying this sentence seems a bit desolate, Tang Yue thought for a while and then said, "This wedding dress must be extremely good-looking if the third prince wears it."

The third prince chuckled, "The emperor's family is the most helpless, I'm afraid I won't be able to wear them in my lifetime."

Hearing such words, Tang Yue couldn't help feeling pity. Who knew that the third prince then said, "I heard that you have another child. How many months has it been?"

......

Why don't you change the subject so quickly, and how can a man like this talk to others...

"Three, more than three months..."

Who knew that the third prince then did an even more unthinkable thing, putting his hand...on Tang Yue's stomach.

Apart from Tang Yue, Mr. Qin and Prime Minister Fu who were coming in from outside the door also froze together.

The third prince withdrew his hand belatedly, without any embarrassment, just smiled lightly, and then said, "May you grow old together forever and be united forever."

"In this case, I will borrow the good words of the third prince, and thank the third prince for his kindness."

Young Master Qin came back to his senses and spoke, Prime Minister Fu also stepped forward, held the hand of the Third Prince, and intertwined his fingers.

I don't know what Mr. Qin and Prime Minister Fu said when they went out, but the Prime Minister seemed to look good when he came back, and he bid farewell to them after a while and left.

"Is this the only way for the third prince and the prime minister?"

Tang Yue spoke suddenly.

Young Master Qin sighed, "If the third prince is not a prince, maybe you can still give it a try."

"Is this very important to the prince? Obviously you..." Tang Yue wanted to explain that you can marry even, but felt that it was hard to say it out loud, but fortunately, Young Master Qin still understood Tang Yue's meaning and said.

"If the third prince is not the prince, or Fu Junxi is not the prime minister, there is still room for it. Now that it is like this, it is no longer a matter of royal face to tolerate it."

"What do you mean?"

"Although Fu Junxi is a civil servant, the foundation of the court is stable. Although the third prince is not involved in government affairs, he is a prince with direct inheritance rights. Not to mention that the emperor will not agree, who do you think the entire harem will agree to?"

Tang Yue came to his senses later, and sighed, "Then this is the only way for them to live like this for the rest of their lives?"

"I told him a long time ago, unless I give up this glory and wealth and go far away, otherwise..."

Mr. Qin didn't say the rest, but Tang Yue understood, so he remained silent.

"I don't want to think about it. The two of them have been entangled to this point. They already have their own ideas. Others don't have to worry about it. Let's go. The dining room has made some cakes for the wedding day. Go and taste them."

Tang Yue nodded and followed Mr. Qin.

What Mr. Qin said was that no matter what happened to other people, he couldn't help him much.

The day of marriage is no different than anything else, the banquet on that day must be eaten in the Qin Mansion, so naturally all the expenses are made in the Qin Mansion, so all of these must be made in advance to see.

This is no worse than Zhuangsheng's marriage at the beginning. Naturally, both etiquette and rules are much more annoying. Tang Yue doesn't need to ask anything. Anyway, Mr. Qin has everything. He only needs to listen to Mr. Qin and write down what he really needs Just write it down.

Walking into the dining room, there are more than ten kinds of pastries on the table, and there are many things that Tang Yue can't name. After all, pastries have a long history, and it is common to lose them. , so Tang Yue didn't delve into it, just sat down and tasted the taste.

Tang Yue, who was closest to Tang Yue, knew it. The circles looked like steamed buns, but this had nothing to do with noodles. They were called kidney bean rolls, and there was no flour on the outside or inside.

This is very troublesome to make, mainly because peeling the cooked kidney beans is very troublesome, but the finished product is soft, sweet and delicious.

The one on the right is very similar to the kidney bean roll, but the materials are completely different. The finished product is divided into three colors, with distinct layers of yellow, white and red, which is very beautiful. What about the pastries.

There is another one that is very easy to recognize, it looks like a fried pancake, but it is not all, it is made into a circle, slightly bulging when fried, and there seems to be some filling in the middle, which seems to be coming out.

Tang Yue was the first to take a bite of this.

Sure enough, there are fillings. The sweet sesame filling is full of mouthfuls. It is very fragrant but not very sweet. The outer shell is fried and crispy, but the inside is soft and sweet. Tang Yue narrowed his eyes.

"What's this called? It's delicious."

"Caramel crisp, do you like it?"

"like."

Hearing that Tang Yue said he liked it, Mr. Qin silently made some more preparations for the caramel sesame cake, and then accompanied Tang Yue to taste the rest one by one.

Sure enough, there was nothing Tang Yue didn't like. Now Tang Yue, who is addicted to sweets like his life, likes everything, so he ate his belly full and was helped back to Wushu Pavilion by Mr. Qin.

"I ate too much, why didn't you remind me?"

Mr. Qin just smiled and said nothing.

What he likes is too late for him to deliver to his palm, so how can he be willing to stop it, but it seems that he has eaten too much, and his stomach seems to have bulged a lot recently.

Young master Qin reached out and touched Tang Yue's stomach, thinking so.