The night is quiet.

In the courtyard next door, the maid who had been busy all day had already rested, and only the main room was lighted, which led to the silhouette of the woman's side face on the window paper. Occasionally, fireworks lit up over the towering city, making the courtyard a little brighter and quickly returned to silence.

In the bedroom, Zhao Tianluo dressed up solemnly, sat at the desk to organize the account book, drank a few glasses of sake, one of which was made by Chen Jingliu Jing, with a little redness on his face.

I flipped through the account books and read them several times, but I didn't feel sleepy at all.

Occasionally, I looked sideways in the direction of the next door. Although I couldn't see anything through several walls, I still hurriedly turned back to avoid being discovered. When Yang Louhui first met her husband, Miss Chen had already fallen in love with her husband. She came from behind and was the hostess of the house. She didn't feel much jealous, but watching her husband and others' wedding chambers here, she was inevitably a little crazy.

In a family of princes, it is impossible for them to have many wives and concubines in the house. Zhao Tianluo has long been used to hearing about it since childhood. Just like her mother, Princess Kang, she also knows how to suppress other women and manage the family well. But she does not want to treat Chen Jingliu as a wife and concubine on the spot.

Zhao Tianluo is arrogant and doesn't like others to press on his head, but after marrying Cao Hua, she found that she was not only pressed on her head, but also pressed on her body, and she had no way to do anything.

After several contacts, she felt that Chen Jingliu's personality and opinions were similar to her. If she was loyal to the Song Dynasty, she would even be more serious than her. She was a relative of the Zhao clan and cared about the Zhao family, while Chen Jingliu cared about the Song Dynasty.

She couldn't control her husband. Now she has Chen Jingliu, who is more tempted than her, as long as she stands together, her husband will go out to be domineering that day and always speak out.

It is precisely because Zhao Tianluo did not treat Chen Jingliu as a vase concubine, and it was her idea to marry Chen Jingliu in the house with the standard of a fair wife.

But there is a very serious problem that Zhao Tianluo has always been embarrassed to say - when she slept that day, she obviously felt that Miss Chen's figure was too much. Her cousin Zhao Fei's round and smooth figure was already good enough, and even she couldn't help but squeeze it. Miss Chen was as beautiful as a willow, but in some places it was not inferior to her cousin Zhao Fei. She was born in the imperial family and had a good appearance since she was a child. But she felt that she had less charm than Miss Chen...

As I thought about it, I obviously went astray.

Zhao Tianluo quickly coughed lightly, looked dignified and serious, and continued to organize the account book.

I don’t know how long it took, but when I was just dazed, I suddenly heard a whispering sound:

"Mr. Cao Thief, wait... I beg you..."

The voice was sad and pleaded with a bit of pleading, floating through the window.

Zhao Tianluo frowned slightly, then reacted, and said in shock, "Ah-" and hurriedly got up and ran over to Shuanmen, but unfortunately he was one step late.

The door was pushed open, and Cao Hua, wearing white pajamas, pulled Chen Jingliu, who had changed into clothes, into the room.

Zhao Tianluo hurriedly took a few steps back and said nervously: "My husband, the bridal chamber is over there, you have walked through the wrong door..."

"I know." Cao Hua raised his hand and scraped her nose: "I'm afraid you'll be bored at night, so I come and chat with you."

Chen Jingliu's face was blushed, and she couldn't break free by Cao Zhe's wrist. Her legs were still a little sore and soft. When she saw Zhao Tianluo, she had to show a polite smile: "I've seen the princess..."

Zhao Tianluo replied with a greeting. Before he could think of a word, Cao Hua took her hand and walked directly to the bed. She was shocked:

"My husband, isn't you chatting?"

“Warm in the bed.”

"I believe you..." Zhao Tianluo was like a frightened quail, in a hurry to break free.

Chen Jingliu originally thought it was the one who came to chat with the princess after the wedding room, but she realized that she was full of incredible eyes and was about to rush to pull her hands:

"Cao Thief, how could you be so arrogant..."

Zhao Tianluo couldn't break free, and his face turned red. He clenched his fist in shame and patted Cao Hua's arm: "Cao thief, don't do anything randomly, force me again, I'll die for you..."

"You guys want to scold me?"

Cao Huadun stopped and his face turned slightly cold: "Cao thief Cao thief Cao thief, you two are the most fiercely scolding you, are you addicted?"

Zhao Tianluo had never been used for the strong, and he was still a little brave and said ashamed: "My husband, then there is someone like you..."

Chen Jingliu had a very good experience in suffering losses. At this time, he was unreasonable to tell Cao Thief and hurriedly dissuaded: "Princess, don't be fooled, the more you talk, he becomes more and more excited."

Zhao Tianluo's face turned red like a rouge and said hurriedly: "Miss Chen, please persuade him quickly. He never listens to me when I speak."

"I talk...he doesn't listen..."

Chen Jingliu replied with a slight remark. Seeing that the princess could not cure Cao Zhe, she felt ashamed and angry. She plucked up the courage to kick Cao Zhe's leg, but there was no effect at all. In the end, she could only show a serious expression: "Cao Hua, as a prince consort, you should pay attention to etiquette and law. Such an unfair thing..."

“It’s so exciting.”

Cao Hua curled the corners of his mouth and threw them onto the bed.

The two ladies crouched on the bed, and their appearance was like a pair of lotus flowers. Luo'er's eyebrows were slightly raised, revealing a sense of heroism, her skin was better than snow, especially her red lips, which was the most beautiful. Jingliu's face was elegant, as bright as sake wine, but had a long aftertaste. The bookish aura on her body added a bit of weakness, but she had narrow shoulders and round hips, which made her body look extraordinary.

Zhao Tianluo was looked at by Cao Hua's rude gaze, and he shrank back in anger and anxiously. After thinking about it, he still surrendered: "My husband, just chat... don't do anything else."

"good."

Chen Jingliu had suffered a loss, and was willing to believe it, and begged softly: "Cao Hua, why don't you accompany the princess, I'll go out..."

"no."

Cao Hua pulled up the bedding and covered them, then lay on the bed and hugged the back of his head: "Don't worry, today I will only tell stories and do nothing else."

Chen Jingliu was half-believing and half-doubted, huddled in the quilt and looked cautious, but she found that her waist was being hugged by the princess and lay in the middle as a shield. She couldn't throw the princess out to fight the thunder, so she had to nod:

"Okay, you are not allowed to lie."

"Once upon a time, there was a man named..."

The gentle words sounded, and Cao Hua did not do anything randomly.

Zhao Tianluo secretly breathed a sigh of relief, still hugging Chen Jingliu and blocking in front of him. He was embarrassed and had no intention of listening to the story. Chen Jingliu grabbed the corner of the quilt tightly, and the two of them were almost against the wall, leaving a large piece of land for her husband.

It was very cold in winter, and Cao Hua was lying on the bed in a single dress.

Zhao Tianluo gradually relaxed and thought for a while: "My husband, are you cold? Why don't you go back to your room..."

“Not cold.”

Chen Jingliu hesitated a little, but still felt sorry for Cao Zhe, and plucked up the quilt and covered him. Zhao Tianluo's body shook obviously, but he didn't stop him. He just whispered: "My husband, you promise not to do anything randomly today. I will say something to Miss Chen..."

Afterwards, they whispered in a low voice, obviously to relieve the embarrassment, and the two of them deliberately made a conversation.

The quilt is very warm, the light in the room is not dim, and it is a bit hazy.

Before we knew it, a firework lit up from the sky and the new year has arrived.

Time has come the next day...

"Ah-Cao Thief, you are shameless-"

"You are lying to someone--woo--"

"Yesterday I only told stories, today it's the first day of the Lunar New Year..."

There were shameful reprimands and slapping sounds in the room, but the two weak women obviously could not beat Kyoto Tai Sui.

Soon, the sound became smaller and the murmur sounded. Just the first day of the first lunar month, spring seemed to have fallen into the courtyard in advance...

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Volume 3: Palace Pavilion Moon Watching (End)

Looking at the moon in the sky of the palace and pavilion, the swallows flying in the red building are drunk.

Volume 4: Green Mountains and Green Forests
Chapter completed!