Act like a spoiled child

On the third day of the first lunar month, Ming Shen obediently put on the wedding dress.The Shu brocade with gold on the black background, the cuffs are open, and the sleeves are as thin as a cicada's wings, and it looks like a black flower blooming on the body.

In the courtyard in the depths of winter, the priests filed in one after another, and dressed him in a feathered cloak with intricate sterling silver pearls and flowers. Ming Shen felt that he had become a soul-inducing bell, jingling as he walked. .

No one told him what to do, the old eunuch only said: "Ah Shen, someone will tell you what to do when the time comes, just follow the others and don't ask too much."

Yumin didn't tell him what to do either.He didn't even see him, just staring quietly at the figure of the man who had been away for two years through a screen, watching him hurriedly put on his clothes behind him, and wanted to come out to worship, so he stopped him.

There was no emotion in that voice: "There is no need to say hello, I am waiting for you."

The so-called coaxing is the relationship between ordinary monarchs and ministers. He will do what Yumin asks him to do, and life-saving is the most important thing.Mingshen came here in a daze, and knew that he was going to marry someone.

What awaited him was a wedding, much better than he had expected.

Ming Shen asked others: "Do you know whose daughter I am going to marry?"

No one paid attention to him, the priests measured his size, his shoulders were bent and his back was straightened, his white neck was slightly raised, like a shrimp that has been peeled off its shell and straightened in front of people.

The priest said with a smile: "It's a bit shorter, Master Ming has grown a lot taller, and the embroiderer will come over later and add a section. Do you want to try this tiara first?"

Mingshen turned his head and saw that the priest had brought a gorgeous and solemn crown, which looked heavier than a weight, and near the crown were heavy and swollen oriental pearls and jade, which were stacked airtightly with pearls, jades and jadeites.

Mingshen shook his head: "This is too fancy, I don't like it very much... Who designed this? I remember that there was no such style in Linglong Zaozhong before the palace. Isn't it too fancy for the groom?" gone?"

The priest covered his mouth with a smile: "This is designed by His Majesty himself."

Mingshen immediately changed his words cowardly: "Glamorous but not vulgar, complicated but not chaotic, it is beautiful and natural, it is worthy of His Majesty's vision, I can't even catch up with flattery."

He stretched out his hand and pointed out: "Then can I go out for a walk now? I don't have time to sleep, I'm a little sleepy, and I want to go out and have a wind."

The priests ignored him.Ming Shen put on his clothes and went out, standing for a while in the corridor outside the main hall.

The snow hadn't stopped, but he was hot and upset about an unclear future.Something stuck in his sleeve, he touched it casually, and found that it was Yumin's imperial decree for him to return to Beijing, so he threw it into the charcoal basin while there was no one around.

He muttered softly: "What's the matter?" His whole body was deflated like a punctured soup dumpling.

He wondered who his bride would be.

The charcoal fire crackled.Before he could figure it out, he suddenly heard the sound of pattering footsteps, and a snow-white little girl appeared in front of him from nowhere, blinking at him with big black eyes. The imperial decree in the basin was so burned that it could not be seen, and then he passed it with his pink and tender little hand, and said in a serious manner: "Drink the medicine, don't blow the wind."

The little girl handed over a bowl of jet-black soup medicine, which looked suspicious.

Mingshen saw that she was wearing a bright brocade tunic, and asked her, "Is this the mud soup you made?"

The little girl looked upright: "No, it's the medicine you want to drink."

Mingshen became a doctor after a long illness, and quickly smelled that it was the herbal ginger tea to dispel the cold, which was exactly the kind he used to drink when he was a child.

He took it, and glanced at the little girl's appearance, and found that the little girl looked [-]% similar to Yumin, and she looked only six or seven years old.Yumin has no heirs, no concubines, and no heirs. This little girl is probably his younger sister.

Ming Shen asked tentatively, "Princess?"

"My name is Yuwen, you can call me Wenwen." The little girl replied, "I was sent to my aunt's house by the emperor before, and I was not in the capital, so you don't know me, but I know you are the companion of the emperor. , Brother Huang said you look good, so I came over."

Ming Shen got up and stepped into the snow, lowered his head and asked her, "What about the person who brought you here?"

The little girl pointed to the outside of the courtyard.Ming Shen took a look, only seeing the falling snow under the low-hanging sky.

He found an umbrella, picked up the little girl, went out to look for the nurse who took her, and found it within a hundred steps.He chatted with the nurse for a while, and learned that the little princess and Yumin were not born of the same mother, she was born to Yumin's biological father and a side concubine, and she was almost lost in the hands of the old emperor, and she was sent out of the palace early. This year, Yumin ascended the throne, and only then did she find her back.

Mingshen didn't know about this matter, and Yumin never mentioned it to him.

Ming Shen patted the little girl's head, and had a vague guess in his heart: maybe the bride he is going to marry is this little girl.

When a princess gets married, she has to take someone from the palace to the son-in-law's mansion, but if the princess is still young, she will let the son-in-law enter the palace to accompany her, and the wedding ceremony will be slightly different, which is consistent with his current situation.

In short, bring the kids.

Yuwen is young, and there are many people with ulterior motives in the court, so they may not covet the position of consort.Yumin even hid the fact that he has a younger sister, so he must feel very sorry for this little girl; he also knows what kind of person he is, so it seems reasonable to ask him to take care of her.A puppet son-in-law can be used at any time.

Ming Shen has already made [-]% of his guesses.He stood in the snow with an umbrella and watched them disappear into the distance. After confirming the safety of the little girl, he kicked the broken snow and walked back slowly.

A hundred feet away, the eunuchs with good eyesight also stood in front of the hall with umbrellas, watching the people in the snow from afar.It was so quiet that one could hear a heartbeat.

There was a little girl walking along, rolling over like a snow dumpling, and calling out from a distance: "Brother Huang!"

Yumin bent down and picked her up, and asked, "Have you given him the medicine?"

The little girl said: "Brother Ming sent me back. I haven't drunk it yet, but I think he will drink it. Brother Huang, why don't you just give it to him?"

Yumin glanced at the figure in the snow in the distance again, curled his lips, but there was no joy or anger in his eyes: "He is afraid of me."

After a while, he added another sentence: "—I'm afraid he's gone."

Yuwen said: "This is not allowed, Brother Huang, the more he is afraid of you, the more you want to see him."

Only then did Yumin's eyes bring a little smile: "I think so too, but Wenwen, it's a rule that unmarried couples can't meet before they get married."

Ming Shen returned to the corridor, sat down quietly, took up the bowl of lukewarm medicine and drank it slowly.

After drinking the medicine, he dozed off again in a daze for a while, and not long after closing his eyes, he knocked on the other side of the raised and angular crossbar, and the pain caused him to wake up immediately.

Mingshen looked at the sky, waited for another half an hour, finally heard the people inside calling him, saying that the clothes had been changed and the auspicious time had come.

He returned to the main hall and bowed his head to let a heavy crown be placed on him.The pearls, jades and jadeites fell, and it really hurt my face, Mingshen wanted to touch his nose, but his hands were held by the priests, he had no choice but to allow himself to be led by them.

At first, he could still see the road through the gaps in the pearls and jade. When he went out and got into the sedan chair, someone covered his head with an invisible cloth. Now he couldn't find his way at all, and he could just pretend that he was blind.

The wind whimpered past the sedan chair, Mingshen was holding a white tiger tail handed to him by the priest.

He almost fell asleep in the sedan chair again, and even his legs were weak when he was called down.But he quickly recovered his sobriety, and was led into the temple by the priest.The feet were very soft, and bursts of incense came in, carrying the steaming heat from the golden beast stove, Ming Shen vaguely felt that there were not many people inside, as if this was a secret wedding.

Before he had time to think about it, he heard someone chattering from a high place, reciting a lot of incantations that he didn't understand, and another bottle of slightly hot wine was stuffed in his hand.

The priest whispered in his ear: "There are three cups in total, just drink them all."

Ming Shen also whispered: "I will pour the wine as soon as I touch it."

Priest: "..."

After three glasses of wine, Mingshen didn't have any thoughts other than wanting to sleep.

The ceremony was not as long as he had imagined. He felt that someone was half-supporting his shoulders, and then he was brought into the sedan chair. When he finally stopped, he still remembered that he was looking for the maid for a bed with a clear goal.

With a nasal voice and a soft and sticky voice, he said, "It's not as good as Jiangnan here. I want to go back to Jiangnan to sleep. Tell brother Min that I'm going back."

The palace maid was startled by him, she hurriedly took him to the inner bedroom, and coaxed him: "Okay, lord Ming, this is Jiangnan, you go to sleep." Ming Shen believed it was true, and fell headfirst on the bed, sinking go to sleep.

Halfway through his sleep, he vaguely knew that someone had come in, stood in front of the bed and looked at him for a while, then helped him up, wiped his face with a hot towel, and undressed him.

It was very cold when the clothes were taken off, but the man's arms were very warm, Ming Shen squeezed it subconsciously, and then his wrist was held.

Yumin looked down at him and stopped for a moment.

Mingshen fell asleep in his arms, his breath gently brushed against his neck, carrying a faint medicinal fragrance.Yumin froze for a while, then undressed him, wrapped him in a quilt, and reached out for two glasses of wine.

One glass is filled to the brim, and the other is just shallow.He picked up one of them with Ming Shen's fingers, and ordered: "Take it."

Mingshen was in a daze, couldn't hold on to it, and spilled out what little wine he had.Yumin didn't care about that much, he adjusted his sitting posture, put his wrist through the crook of Mingshen's arm, took a sip from the wine cup, dipped his fingers in some cool wine, and wiped it between Mingshen's ruddy lips.

"No difference in honor and drink, that is, a common prison. A shared prison has the meaning of the same dignity. If you are in harmony, you will have the same respect, and if you have the same dignity, you will be intimate and not separate..."

He leaned over and put the cup on the ground, according to the custom, one front and one reverse.

"The Wanling Ming clan, the only son of the Ming family, has the same dignity as me from now on, and lives and lives together. Mingshen, this is Henji wine, you have to remember."