The emperor took the cub of the nemesis Regent

Ji Xuemian slept extremely restlessly all night, and when he woke up in the morning and looked at the sky outside, his heart suddenly started beating wildly.

The whole Ji Mansion was covered in red, which was very festive. As soon as Ji Xuemian woke up, he was shocked by a group of people who rushed into the house.

He calmly said, "You...how long have you been waiting?"

"I haven't slept all night. How can I sleep on such a happy event?" Lingyin and Yun Ni took a red wedding dress with smiles. It was a man's style. Order the Garment Bureau to make the style, come and try it, my lord!"

Ji Xuemian was quickly served by the two of them, and Yun Ni took a bronze mirror and put it in front of him: "My lord, I'm sorry, I didn't know that you can't eat taro until I told you yesterday that you can't eat taro, don't worry, this time Pregnant, this slave will never make such a mistake again!"

Ji Xuemian smiled slightly, "Then it all depends on Aunt Yunni?"

Yun Ni, who was promoted to be an aunt, blushed embarrassingly. Lingyin picked him up, put on her belt, and said with amazement and satisfaction, "Sir, you are so pretty."

Looking at her own face in the bronze mirror, Ji Xuemian suddenly felt like a dream.

There is also a kind of calmness when the dust has settled, which is different from ever before, even a little more special than his high school champion playing horse parade.

Ji Yu and Mei Changqing waited outside with a group of family members, several aunts and younger brothers and sisters surrounded him to congratulate him, only Ji Yu and Mei Changqing looked reluctant.

Mei Changqing hugged Ji Xunying and wiped away tears, "It's really more reluctant than marrying a daughter...Xue Mian, if the emperor treats you badly, you can go back to the northwest..."

Ji Yu coughed dryly, "What are you talking about? Does the queen say she won't do it? But... your uncle is right, Xue Mian, remember to find a way to bring the emperor with you when you return home." .”

Ji Xuemian suppressed a smile: "Why?"

The old god Ji Yu is here: "Guangzong Yaozu."

Outside the door, there was a long line of queues to welcome the bride. As soon as Ji Xuemian went out, Duan Qichi dismounted to meet him, looked him up and down several times, his eyes suddenly became fanatical, and even faintly red.

But Ji Xuemian couldn't see anything.

"Si Ling—"

Ji Xunying was picked up by Duan Qichi and kissed several times, "Baby, father is going to take you into the palace, are you afraid?"

Ji Xunying shook her head: "My home is where my father and father are!"

Ji Xuemian felt a small hand pulling her, as if pulling Duan Qichi's again, and said coquettishly, "So now, do you want to go back to the palace, Daddy, Father?"

The two said in unison: "Yes."

Duan Qichi hugged him tightly, and said with a smile, "Go home."

Ji Xuemian gave a low cough, bid farewell to everyone in the Ji residence, and was helped onto the sedan chair by Duan Qichi himself.

After coming out of Ji's Mansion, it is the busiest street in the capital, and everyone is looking forward to it. Wherever the sedan chair goes, the sound of gongs and drums will be heard, and the alleys will be empty.

People who had waited all night stood on tiptoe to watch, covering their mouths and laughing. Although the guards guarded the sedan chair tightly, they couldn't hide their excitement at all.

"Queen! The queen's sedan chair has come out!"

"Where? Let me see - ahhh I see it!"

"...Don't squeeze, don't squeeze, make room for me!"

Ji Xuemian was sitting in the sedan chair, it was the first time she got on the sedan chair, she became nervous for no reason, and her palms began to sweat.

Before leaving the mansion, he didn't want Lingyin to wear a hijab for him, but Lingyin still put it on for him stubbornly.

At this moment, Lingyin and Yun Ni were walking outside the sedan chair, and Yun Ni saw Ji Xuemian trying to take off the hijab from the crack of the sedan chair.

Yun Ni hurriedly said: "Your queen must not, this hijab must be revealed by the emperor! Just wait a little longer! The emperor has been looking forward to this moment since this morning!"

Ji Xuemian had no choice but to put down the hijab, respecting Duan Qichi's intention to take off the hijab.

I don't know how far I have traveled along the way, but the uproarious congratulations of the people have never gone away, and it has continued from the gate of the city to the gate of the palace, and the water is blocked.

After entering the palace and going through the grand ceremony, Ji Xuemian was sent to wait in the main hall.

According to Duan Qichi's intention, the Minister of Rites did not let any of the palace maids wait in the hall, so as to save the empress and the empress from making trouble.

After waiting for an unknown amount of time, Ji Xuemian heard the door of the main hall being gently pushed open.

The familiar scent of ambergris was blown by the wind. The man opened the Baizi tent, took another look at the Baizi quilt, and said in a lazy and comfortable voice, "Not bad."

This hundred sons was written by everyone, depicting a hundred or so cute and cute little dolls, whether they have good reputations or not, I hope that the emperor and empress will love each other until they grow old, and their children and grandchildren will be full.

Suddenly Ji Xuemian's eyes lit up, and the hijab was lifted by him.

Danfeng's narrow and handsome eyes narrowed slightly, and it took a long while before he opened them.

The red candles flickered and the tents danced lightly, casting a soft light and shadow on the wall of the main hall.

Duan Qichi was so straightforward, dumbfounded, and after a moment, he came back to his senses, led Ji Xuemian, and slowly walked to the table.

Ji Xuemian held his hand back, and the deep warmth flowed slowly.

A pair of dragon and phoenix red candles were placed on the table. The wind they brought caused the candles to shake slightly, and the candles shed tears.

Two cups of Hejiu wine were placed on the table, but there was also a pot of white porcelain tea.

Ji Xuemian looked up at him, "What does this mean?"

With just one glance, Duan Qichi felt that he was already drunk, and finally regained his sanity.

"Si Ling, even though you are going to drink for the wedding ceremony, you don't want to drink it. It's the same if you change it to tea." Duan Qichi smiled slightly, and passed the tea over with no refusal: "Come."

Ji Xuemian gave a rare smile, entangled his arms with him, and after drinking a cup of hot tea, Ji Xuemian was caught off guard and hugged by him, instinctively wanted to scream, but was held back in a daze.

Instead, Ji Xuemian bit her lower lip and gently hooked his neck.

Duan Qichi was extremely happy, and deliberately asked him: "You are so good, you said yesterday, what do you want to call me?"

Ji Xuemian was amused by him, and called him in a low voice: "Husband."

That's how he called out, but when he called out, there were a hundred or a thousand more calls waiting for him.

As soon as his back touched the white quilt, his breath was completely robbed.

After a while, he pushed Duan Qichi away, barely bent his legs, and the tears streaming from his eyes wet a large piece of quilt.

"Stop..."

"Wait a minute..."

Ji Xuemian covered his eyes and had difficulty breathing. Duan Qichi waited for him with unprecedented patience, lowered his head and kissed his wrist that blocked his eyes, and his breathing was also disturbed.

The fiery red wedding dress was half hung on his shoulders, and the rest was spread underneath. It was already a mess, and it was really beautiful.

Ji Xuemian continued intermittently: "Husband..."

"forgive me……"

Duan Qichi leaned close to his ear, closed his eyes and sniffed the fragrance in his ear lightly, with an uncontrollable passion in his voice: "No."

The tears could only flow to my heart, and the maids and eunuchs who were watching the night outside blushed, and the one who took the shift was called Qin.

That night, the usually cold queen said so many shameful words that her voice became hoarse.

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Woke up early the next day, neither the emperor nor the chief assistant came, so there was no need for an early court.

On the third day, I got up early, and I only went to court for a while, and the first assistant came with his waist supported.

On the fourth day, Duan Qichi and Ji Xuemian came back from the court, and seeing the cub sleeping soundly, Duan Qichi took Ji Xuemian out to fly a kite, and it took a long time to walk from the palace to the outside of the palace, only Lin Yuan and Lan Shen remained as usual. Follow in the dark.

The two of them, like all common people, wore plain white and elegant black clothes, as if they had never changed, and they still looked suave, cool and calm.

Passing by the gate of the city, the crowd was even more lively. Duan Qichi grabbed Ji Xuemian's hand tightly, fearing that he would get lost, and turned to look at him: "Baby, is it hot?"

Ji Xuemian was used to being called by him, and she didn't blush in public, she shook her head, "It's not hot, my stomach has been cold recently, and I need to make up for the sun."

Duan Qichi smiled, put his arms around his waist, and walked with the flow of the crowd, unhurriedly, as if he could go from day to dusk, and with the flow of time, to the end of time.

However, there are still people who recognize the famous Xinhuang and Shoufu.

Ji Xuemian silently listened to their discussions, and joked, "I'll buy some painting books when I get back later, and see if there are any new tricks."

Duan Qichi stretched out his hand to cover him from the sun, and the sun shone through his fingers on Ji Xuemian's cheeks, bright and dark, so pretty, Duan Qichi lowered his head and kissed his forehead: "It just so happens that I want to study too."

There are pavilions, terraces and pavilions on both sides of the passing street. People sitting on the second floor listening to books saw them with their sharp eyes, and talked to the people around them with joy, but did not break the quiet and noisy moment.

They are not only the emperor and queen, but also the legends of the capital and even the Daning Dynasty. Without the hard work of the two of them all day, the comfortable life today is simply beyond reach.

Therefore, the people in the capital spontaneously organized a school for storytelling to preserve history, and even the storytellers in the streets and alleys talked about their past endlessly.

Speaking of that year, Guozijian rushed to the southern border, returned to the capital, and traveled all the way to Mobei. It took many years of bumps and bumps before they finally got married today.

People call this period of history Ning Shizhi.

After so many years in the country, this history has never been forgotten. The only male queen who is capable of establishing the country and the country has gone through three dynasties and respected the former dynasty and the harem. In this life, he has never shaken his two positions as chief assistant and queen, and he has worked hard to rule, and the dynasty he ruled is still standing on the top of Kyushu hundreds of years later.

Naturally, it is impossible for Ji Xuemian and Duan Qichi to know these things that will happen a hundred years later.

Duan Qichi planned to take Ji Xuemian to fly a kite, just like he did in Guozijian many years ago.

The sun was very hot, Ji Xuemian ran fast while pulling the string of the kite, Duan Qichi did not relax.

Ji Xuemian raised his eyebrows and smiled lightly, signaling to Duan Qichi: "Your kite is flying too slowly."

Duan Qichi smiled softly, his eyes were all over him, "Of course I can't compare to you."

The silhouettes of the two people were chasing one after the other, the billowing heat waves flew on the skyline, and the two pieces of clothes, one white and one black, separated and closed.

A thumping little eagle flew out from the other side of the sky, and the two manipulated the kite to avoid the little eagle, which delayed the result of the game.

Duan Qichi raised the corners of his lips and said with a slight smile, "This game doesn't count, come again."

Ji Xuemian's eyes were filled with the warmth of melting ice and snow: "A few more rounds, and I will win."

Duan Qichi laughed, "Then we'll wait and see."

Duan Qichi looked at Ji Xuemian, in each other's eyes, they seemed to see the handsome young man back then, vaguely as before.

At that time, there was a long way to return from the mountains and rivers, and Ma Zhilingyun was walking through the streets at that time. The love and love that had been entangled for so many years finally came down to an ordinary and warm summer.

The fireworks they love are still spreading in the world, and the Guotai Minan they are chasing is also in their hands, showing their eyebrows bit by bit.

In fact, like all ordinary couples, the emperor and the queen are no different. They feel that they need to fan when the weather is hot, and they need to add clothes when it is cold at night.

Duan Qichi and Ji Xuemian came here in high spirits and returned satisfied.

When passing by the former Prince Regent's Mansion, there was a peddler selling rattles.

Ji Xuemian picked up one and shook it a few times.

Turning around, Duan Qichi looked at him with such a smile, and saw his warm eyes shining like lanterns under the lights of Wanjia.

Just like that, they fell in love in each other's eyes.

Just like when we met at the beginning of the year, Ji Xuemian took his hand and comforted him not to be afraid of anything.

Duan Qichi couldn't think of a better first meeting than this.

Ji Xuemian held the rattle: "Buy one for Xiao Zai Zai?"

Duan Qichi stretched out three fingers: "Buy three."

Ji Xuemian couldn't help laughing, "It's up to you."

On the stage not far from the Prince Regent's Mansion, a newly written excerpt was being sung.

"I heard the sound of the golden drum and the sound of the wind. Follow me to Nanjiang Pass, and you will go for a hundred thousand miles..."

Ji Xuemian listened with gusto, her smile deepened, she turned her head, met his eyes, and accepted his kiss with pleasure.

Duan Qichi took him by the hand and led him step by step along the long street outside the palace wall, talking and laughing back.

Fortunately, everything in the world still has a way back, and everything still has a way back.

This is the first year without war.

It was also the first day of a hundred years of ease.

On a deserted street corner, they kissed passionately, facing the wind, the flowers, and all the beauty and grandeur of the world.

Since then, every sunset, they will kiss each other and spend a good night together.

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The author has something to say:

It's been great to see you finally tie the knot and your lives settle down to bliss and peace.

The next road, Xiao Duan and Xue Mian, you have to go on your own, don't be afraid and hesitate, just go boldly.

If we are drenched in snow today, we will be living together in this life. Hope the mountains are high and the waters are far away, we will see each other later.

Finally, thank you very much for your company, encouragement and support for such a long time. Thank you very much. I can't describe it in words. I bow.

I also hope that readers who have read this article can walk on the smooth road of life, the future can be expected to be sunny and good, and all wishes will come true!

Afterwards, there will be several post-marriage episodes, twin episodes, and storybook episodes~

I love you~