I doted on my husband in ancient times

When I was young, I knew the taste of love for the first time, and the passion of love was passionate. When I was young, I felt that in this life, I would definitely grow old with this person in front of me.

At that time, even the emperor had broken sleeves and dared to marry a male empress alone at the risk of the world, so they naturally thought that they could achieve a good result in their cultivation.

The emperor sits in the world, the pinnacle of power naturally has enough capital to go his own way, but the shackles and cages of aristocratic families are as strong as gold, so it is not so easy to break.

At that time, Xu Yanqing often jumped into his room in the middle of the night, drinking warm wine to cool off the night. They spent half of the time having fun, and half of the time was used to treat Xu Yanqing's back injury.

Ji Chenxu felt that he was addicted to love and couldn't extricate himself from it. The tenderness of this person was embedded in his flesh and blood, but for some reason, this person suddenly changed his face overnight. After several invitations were rejected, he ran directly to the military camp in Beijiang.

He also secretly went to the countryside of Yuzhou with his newly born son in his arms.

When the maid who was dealt with quietly came to the door, Ji Chenxu was extremely flustered. He didn't remember drinking that cup of tea with a strange taste, and whether he did such a thing to the maid on that scorching night.

Most of his memories of that kind of thing are in Xu Yanqing, but no matter how much he refuses to believe it, the little doll makes him unable to move his eyes away.

At the beginning, he only thought that size is a matter of life, and he should do a good deed every day. Later, as his son grew older, he became more and more like him.

The stubborn Ji Chenxu finally realized that he really had a son, an illegitimate son whom he had kept from the beginning and no one knew about it.

Ji Chenxu gently caressed the cheeks that were no longer young with his fingers that were warmed up after being covered, and thought selfishly: Ah Zheng, please forgive Dad this time, and let Dad be greedy to have more of him.

I am afraid that he will dislike me for being dirty.

The winter wind blows away the last lingering lingering autumn, and Yuzhou has also entered winter amidst the dead leaves. Ah Ying is holding a bowl of hot soup in the dining hall, drinking in small sips, and suddenly there is another chopstick in the bowl Fish, "Don't just drink soup to fill you up when you're cold, eat some meat."

"Well," Ah Ying pursed her lips and smiled sweetly. No matter how many times a man cares about him, he felt warm. Ah Ying blushed and said, "Brother Ah Zheng, you can eat too."

The sweetheart was not in front of him, but seeing their teeth sore all day long, Xu Youan threw down his chopsticks and said to Tang Hao angrily, "Tang Hao, I'm full, I can't eat any more."

Tang Hao's teeth were sore, he said, "Fortunately, Brother He returned to the capital."

Since Ji Chang left, Xu Youan's heart has nowhere to rest, and Tang Hao's words just hurt his feet, "Why do you say that?"

"Just look at the two of them getting better, let's look at the four of you together!" Tang Hao got up and said, "I have eaten all the food. Don't waste the food. Mr. Xu will use it slowly."

This Ji Zheng secretly held back his laughter, held up his chopsticks and brought them to Ah Ying, saying: "My good husband, open your mouth..."

If it wasn't for half a bowl of rice left, Mr. Xu would definitely walk away with his sleeves thrown up!Even if you don't shake your sleeves, you have to throw your chopsticks!

When there were only the two of them left on the dinner table, Ji Zheng said softly, "Aying, today is my birthday, I want to eat something different, do you have time to go to the city to buy it this afternoon?"

"Your birthday?" Ah Ying was surprised, "Isn't it spring?"

Unexpectedly, Ah Ying would pay attention to his birthday so early, Ji Zheng said: "The mistake in the preparation file is today, so would you like to go there for me?"

"I'll go in a while," Ah Ying is of course willing, even if Ji Zhengze wants Xing Xing, he can find a way to get it.

After Ah Ying was dismissed, Ji Zheng started to work by himself in the small courtyard with the locked gate, pasting the newly written red happy characters on the window, and a pile of peanuts and dates scattered under the red mandarin duck brocade.

Ji Zhengze has no experience in this matter, and he didn't ask other people. He arranged the layout based on his own impression. Although he bought a lot of things, he finished them all in a short time.

He sat on the chair and watched the clouds and clouds outside the window, and every second of waiting quietly for Ah Ying made him feel like honey. Today is the 30th birthday of his two lifetimes together, and finally he will be complete. Possess a person now.

This kind of despicable and secret occupation owned by the only son made his scalp tingle uncontrollably.

He doesn't care if Aying thinks about the past in the future, whether he will regret going to Britain or Luan with him, he just wants to have him, only when he completely becomes his own, can he feel at ease.

There was a knock on the door outside the west courtyard in the sun, and Ji Zhengze took every step with anticipation and joy. The moment he opened the door, it was his face that had expired for the entire afternoon and the entire 30 years.

Before Ah Ying could react, he was reported full of enthusiasm, and Hou Jizheng carried him on his shoulders roughly, and the snack bag in Ah Ying's hand shook back and forth in a panic, "Brother Ah Zheng!"

During the few steps from the courtyard door to the house, the man walked very quickly. Ah Ying was frozen on the spot by the red candles in the room.

The figure of the man gradually enlarged under the setting sun, and the shadow covered him completely. His upper body was tightly bound, and his cheeks that were blown red by the cold wind suddenly became redder with the tap of his fingertips.

"Aying, shall we get married today?" Ji Zheng held his face very cherished, his eyes were full of his reflection.

Tears welled up in his eyes for a moment, Ah Ying didn't know why he was crying, he just felt like a desperate wanderer in the desert who finally found his own oasis under a big tree.

He wrapped his arms around Ji Zhengze's neck, moved his lips forward and kissed Ji Zhengze's brow bone, and asked, "Brother Ah Zheng, will you marry me?"

Aying lowered her head and lowered her eyes, her eyes were slightly red, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly due to her heartbeat. Ji Zhengze never felt that Aying was so delicate and pretty, which made his heart beat uncontrollably.

Following his own will, he gently grabbed the two pieces of pink, his delicate lips were still cool, obviously he had done countless things, but the shoulder under his palm was still shaking slightly.

Ji Zhengze pushed the man to the wall, pinched his slender neck, and kissed him straight away. Aying opened his mouth slightly and let him take it by himself, making him want to tear him apart and swallow him in seconds. belly,

That small piece of bold pink also imitated his appearance and tentatively stretched into his mouth. Ji Zheng used all his willpower to suppress the beast in his body that was about to run away.

There was an unconscious tremor in his voice, "Aying."

"Brother Ah Zheng," the little brother, unaware of the danger in the depths, bit his lips, making him almost break his defense. Ji Zheng took a breath, pulled Ah Ying into the bedroom, and said: "Aying, let's pay homage first."

There were two sets of brand-new wedding dresses on the fiery red quilt, and Ah Ying's fingertips trembled uncontrollably, and there was bright surprise in her eyes: "Is it for me?"

"It's yours," Ji Zhengze thought about it countless times earlier, but it was not as good as Ah Ying's reaction at this moment, which made him feel soft and aching.

Ah Ying originally thought that he would be his for the rest of his life if he signed a marriage letter and sent a red string to Ji Zhengze's kang, but he never thought that there would be such a surprise day.

Ji Zhengze, who had changed his wedding clothes outside, asked softly, "Aying, are you ready?"

"Okay... okay," said yes, but as soon as he entered the room, he saw the little brother frowning and wrestling with the last belt.

The slender fingers that had been holding the pen for many years stretched out and tied a knot nimbly. Ji Zheng said with a smile, "Let's go, let's go to worship."

The red candles were flickering, and the two Bi people knelt side by side under the big red happy words. There was no matchmaker's singing, no high hall neighbors, only each other, and Ji Zhengze whispered in a gentle voice: "Pray to heaven and earth!"

"Two thanks to the high hall!"

Finally turned to face each other, "Husband and wife pay respects!"

It wasn't that the girl didn't cover her head with a hijab. Ji Zheng could clearly see every movement and every expression of Ah Ying. His heart was surging, and he sang aloud to himself: "Send it to the bridal chamber!"

There was no wine in the academy, and the wine in the glass was the sweet-scented osmanthus brewed by Xu Youan and the others. The fragrance of the sweet-scented osmanthus filled the room. After handing over the glasses of wine, Ji Zheng took Aying and Shuangshuang to the bedside.

Regarding what is about to happen, Ah Ying thinks that although she has experienced it before, she is not afraid, but there is no ritual blessing in the past, and she is far less shy than she is now.

The two sat and looked at each other with a smile, each other's hearts were full of honey, Ah Ying took the initiative to undo the buttons around Ji Zhengze's neck, one by one to the end of the belt.

The red candle reflected the reflections of the two, the young husband had already untied his husband's clothes, leaving only the impatient groom, wondering how he had fastened the dead button just now.

If the water is rushing like a tide, Han Juzhao's face turns red, and Ah Ying realizes that today is different from usual, and before she has time to ask the man on her neck, she said: "Concentrate."

As the floating lights flashed, Ah Ying staggered and said with a crying voice: "Deng... Brother Ah Zheng, blow the lamp."

The room was full of damp and endless noises, a big hand was ruthlessly clung to it, and the sweaty hand that had just been scratched by the quilt just stretched out, "The red candle can't be extinguished, just look at it."

In the middle of the night, it snowed at an unknown time, and the bright red wedding clothes were scattered all over the warm bedroom. Ji Zheng rubbed his overused waist, and looked at the happy ferment of the white heart that was full of the world outside, extremely satisfied.

Even if he is greedy for the warmth of the bed, he still has to get up when the time comes. Ji Zheng knows very well that he must be a big man to do the work of boiling water and serving on the second day of the wedding.

He lightly moved his body to wrap the brocade quilt tightly around his shoulders covered with hickey marks, and planned to go to the small kitchen, but Ah Ying woke up at this moment, with a slightly hoarse voice that had not stopped for almost the whole night, "Brother Ah Zheng."

The arm that was just stuffed under the quilt was warmly pressed against his waist, and Ji Zheng kissed his forehead, "Good boy, sleep again."

The little brother didn't make a sound and didn't feel it. He just buried his head in the quilt, but the strength in his hands didn't loosen at all, and his trembling legs wrapped around Ji Zhengze's thighs that hadn't left yet.

All the close-fitting clothes were lying on the ground, and a self-evidently wet place was close to him. Ji Zheng took a deep breath, rubbed his somewhat empty waist and said: "Aying, dear, I have to get up. One cannot be late."

This is as if you can be late that day at will.