After I died, the sickly prince turned black

You Ziqing's biological mother died young, and her grandmother didn't want to see her, so it was only You Yuanjia who said goodbye to her parents.

Because he was a man, the crying marriage was canceled. However, when the father and son met, seeing You Yuanmo's eyes were red, You Ziqing couldn't help but turn red.

Helping up You Ziqing who was kneeling, You Yuanjiao also said: "Come back and see."

"I will." You Ziqing suppressed his emotions: "Thank you, Dad."

Brother You Zitang watched the father and son say goodbye, and their eyes turned red.

You Ziqing couldn't stand the atmosphere, so he turned around and followed Zhao Zhen on the horse to greet his relatives.

There is no sedan chair, just two brown horses with scarlet silk around their necks driving side by side.Behind them, there is a mighty guard of honor to welcome the bride, as well as ten miles of red makeup.

Both sides of the street were crowded with spectators, wondering how King Ning married a man.

At the beginning, I didn’t see the sedan chair and thought it was against the rules. When I saw the two Fengshen and handsome red figures driving side by side, all the traditional rules were left behind, and I was completely attracted by the appearance of that day.

The guard of honor went around the city, and at the auspicious time when they arrived at the palace, the firecrackers were blown together, and it was very festive and lively.

You Ziqing looked at Prince Ning's Mansion, which had changed a lot after just one day's absence, and the corners of his mouth raised a beautiful arc.

In the congratulatory sound of Xi Niang's singing, the two looked at each other and smiled, each holding one end of the red wedding silk, and they walked into the gate hand in hand.

After a set of worship procedures, the sky has already darkened.

There was no part of sending him to the bridal chamber, and as the groom, You Ziqing had to toast the guests and friends with Zhao Zhen, but he was not in good health, and worried that he would feel uncomfortable when drunk, so Zhao Zhen asked someone to secretly replace the wine with honey water .

But that's the case, all the way down, You Ziqing was drunk enough, the water was not intoxicating, but his stomach was distended.

In the end, the two of them pretended to be drunk and escaped.

After the guests were gone, the two finally breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and walked to the new house.

"Tired?" Zhao Zhen squeezed You Ziqing's hand.

"Support." You Ziqing rubbed his stomach: "Support until I see honey water in the future and I feel like throwing up."

As soon as the words fell, they saw Zhao Yan who was sitting alone in the corner drinking wine, and the two paused.

Zhao Zhen recruited Hu Chang: "I will help the third prince to Dongyuan in a while."

"Yes." Hu Chang agreed.

After explaining to Hu Chang, the two went to the new house, and lay down on the bed after drinking the wine, feeling so tired that they had no thoughts.

"Go to sleep." Zhao Zhen pulled the quilt over the two of them, touched You Ziqing's tired and pale face and said distressedly.

You Ziqing rolled over into Zhao Zhen's arms, buried her face in his chest and rubbed against him: "I brought that..."

Zhao Zhen was stunned for a moment to react, his breath stopped immediately, he looked down at You Ziqing, his throat rolled.

You Ziqing wrapped his arms around Zhao Zhen's neck: "Now...don't you take a look?"

Before You Ziqing finished speaking, Zhao Zhen covered his mouth.

"You are such a monster!" Zhao Zhen gritted his teeth: "Aren't you tired?"

"Tired." You Ziqing hooked a strand of Zhao Zhen's hair with his fingers: "I'm tired and want to have a bridal chamber with my husband..."

Zhao Zhen: "..."

Zhao Zhen's response was to directly turn over the goblin in his arms and put him down, and taught him a severe lesson.

The tent fell, and the red candle flickered.

Happy to be chased by the waves, a pair of figures.

I don't know when snowflakes fell outside the window, and soon the branches on the roof were covered with silver frost, and a thick layer of snow slowly piled up on the road.

The cold snow is bitter, and the heat wave that fills the room cannot be dispelled.

The wind hummed, but it couldn't suppress the long-lasting sound that made people blush and heartbeat...

……

As a close body guard, An Qi was forced to listen to the corner of the wall for most of the night, and when An Qi came to change shifts, the movement in the room had already subsided.

She was ready to go back to sleep with a face full of lovelessness, but she came to Dongyuan unknowingly.

After regaining consciousness, he was stunned for a moment, turned around and was about to leave, when he saw Zhao Yan rolling down the steps with a jug of garlic mixed with his feet, laying flat in the snow without moving.

An Qi was startled, and hurried over to help him up, only to find that he had fallen asleep.

"Drunk like this, I really don't want my life." With disgust on his lips, An Qi resigned to his fate and carried Zhao Yan to the room.

Throwing it on the bed, I realized that Zhao Yan's clothes were mostly wet, and he touched the icicles with his hands.

If you don't take a hot bath to drive away the cold, you will definitely get sick after sleeping all night.

Thinking that this person was going to go out with his master in the near future, after all, An Qi couldn't harden his heart and let someone call hot water, stripped Zhao Yan clean and carried him into the bathtub.

In this way, no one woke up.

An Qi sighed, untied his sleeves and rolled them up, then bathed Zhao Yan.

However, as soon as he poured water on his shoulders, Zhao Yan suddenly opened his eyes.

In the next instant, An Qi was dragged into the bathtub.

Dark Seven's skills are not bad, but every time he meets Zhao Yan, he is completely suppressed by the opponent's force just like a little white rabbit meets a wild leopard.

In addition to status scruples, you can't do it, you really can't beat it.

If you can't beat it, you have to fight, especially now.

But the result of the attack was that he was executed on the spot.

"Xiaoqi, I'm leaving."

"Be good and wait for me to come back, don't, don't look at the little lady..."

"Silly boy, don't reject me, I can, I can too..."

It's okay, before Zhao Yan finished speaking, he fell asleep again.

Go to sleep, but the problem is, they are...

In this way, he can fall asleep, and Dark Seven is also convinced.

But it also showed that Zhao Yan was indeed very drunk.

Sighing, An Qi resigned himself to his fate and got up from the water again, and carried him to the bed.

He was dragged into the water to make half of the sauce, and he had to work hard to carry people around, probably he was the only one who worked hard.

Pulling the quilt to cover Zhao Yan, An Qi didn't leave immediately, but knelt and sat in front of the bed, lying on the edge of the bed and watching Zhao Yan for a while.

"Actually, it's not ugly." An Qi muttered, "It's just not as good-looking as His Highness and Wangfei."

Standing up for a while, An Qi hesitated again and again, secretly took Zhao Yan's jade pendant, put it in his arms and left.

However, when he went back to lie on the bed, he tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep.After thinking about it, he took out the jade pendant and played with it against the night.

"I'm out of my mind, why bring this?"

An Qi was complaining, but she took the jade pendant back with sincerity, put it on so intimately, and closed her eyes.

……

On the first day of their wedding, Zhao Zhen took You Ziqing into the palace to serve tea to the emperor.

On the second day of their wedding, the two had sex day and night, and they didn't go out all day.

On the third day of their wedding, Zhao Zhen accompanied You Ziqing back home.

On the fourth day, Zhao Zhen was too busy to see anyone.

On the fifth day, the army marched out of Beijing.

On the high city wall, You Ziqing watched the familiar figure drift away until it disappeared at the end of the silvery white, and then turned and went down the city wall.

The hand stove in his arms had long since lost its temperature, but You Ziqing acted as if he couldn't feel it, so he walked back slowly with his arms in his arms.

"Princess, it's snowing, shall we get in the carriage?" Hu Chang carefully waited on him.

"En." You Ziqing stopped for a while, then nodded, and was helped by Hu Chang into the carriage.

Back at the palace, You Ziqing seemed to have been drained of most of his energy and energy, he was tired and uninterested in anything.

It was Jiu'er and Liu Cui's wedding that broke away his laziness.

While keeping a close eye on the grain and grass to ensure that there is no problem, while working on the grain business, he often runs around with Wei Qing.

When Zhao Zhen received the first letter from home, it was already two months later, and You Ziqing was in Jianghuai.