3Chapter 3: A Good Match

Jing Shao heard the breathing of the person next to him become longer, and he slowly leaned forward and gently kissed him on the forehead. He wanted to hold him in his arms, but was afraid of waking him up, so he had to give up. Lying in bed, I was thinking about how I could suddenly be reborn to the age of nineteen. At that time, I jumped off a cliff with Jun Qing in my arms, and then everything went dark... After thinking about it for a long time, I couldn't think of a reason, so I started to think about what happened in Hongzheng's thirteenth year. What.

In the winter of the twelfth year of Hongzheng's reign, he returned victorious from driving the Huns. Longyan was delighted and made an exception when his two elder brothers did not grant him the title of king. For a time, there was a lot of discussion in the court, everyone said that the emperor intended to make his third prince the crown prince. Unexpectedly, just after the New Year, the stepmother told him that his ancestors had never made him a king before getting married, so she quickly arranged a marriage for him, the second son of the Marquis of Beiwei family.

Jing Shao and the second prince were both sons of Empress Yuan, and they were absolutely orthodox legitimate sons. However, the step-empress asked him to marry a male wife, which would ruin his future. Naturally, he refused, and immediately turned over the table and walked away, waiting to report to his father. Empress Mingji had ulterior motives, but her father made a decree in public on the morning of the next day to get married on the eighth day of March, without giving him any chance to resist.

From then on, King Cheng went from being a hot quasi-heir to an abandoned son whose father did not care for his mother.

Smiling to himself in the darkness, the "abandoned piece" that was swallowed suddenly returned to the chessboard and became a hidden killing move. It was hard to say who would win and who would lose.

The next day, although I could wait until the next court to pay my respects to the emperor and empress, there were still a series of etiquettes to be done, and I couldn't sleep for long.

"Your Majesty, Princess, it's time to get up." Zhixi knocked on the door of the inner room.

"Wait outside the door," Mu Hanzhang, who was sleeping lightly, woke up immediately. He ordered outside and gently pushed Jing Shao, "Your Majesty, wake up."

"Huh?" Jing Shao opened his eyes in a daze and saw a familiar face, the handsome face he saw every day when he woke up in the prison, "What's wrong?"

"It's time to get up, I... I need to go down and put on my underwear first." Mu Hanzhang pursed his lips. Last night, the man forced him to take medicine and had to sleep outside, so he couldn't get down to get his underwear.

"..." Jing Shao was stunned for a moment before he realized that this was not a prison, but his wedding room. "Oh, I was negligent." When he realized that his newlywed wife was asking for pants, Jing Shao immediately sat up. , reached for the new underwear on the hanger and handed it over in a flattering manner.

Mu Hanzhang took the pants, but found that the man was still looking at him, so he had to put them on under the quilt.

Jing Shao, who didn't get any praise but was still treated as a slut, didn't know what the "praise-seeking" expression was because he had been in the war for many years. He could only touch his nose in embarrassment.

"Congratulations to the prince, princess, and slave Duofu for meeting the princess." The person who entered the room first was a fat eunuch with a round face, Duofu, who was also the eunuch in charge of the palace. He knelt down and saluted Mu Hanzhang with a smile. Mu Hanzhang accepted the gift and rewarded him with the purse he had prepared earlier: "Please get me, my father-in-law." Duofu was the old eunuch who had taken care of Jing Shao since he was a child, so Mu Hanzhang couldn't be too generous.

Duofu answered with a smile, followed by Zhixi, the eldest maid in the room, and Mengxi and Miaoxi, who were serving Jingshao personally. Mu Hanzhang was not polite this time. He received all the gifts one by one and was rewarded with gold and naked children.

Jing Shao looked at it and nodded secretly, thinking that Jun Qing grew up in a prince's family. Although he was a concubine, his methods of dealing with his servants were not bad at all, so he didn't plan to say anything more.

Mu Hanzhang's two dowry maids also came to salute Jing Shao. Lan Xuan was stupid and just said "I met the prince" without saying anything. Lan Ting was timid and kept his head down as he kowtowed. Congratulations, body trembling a little.

Mengxi looked at the appearance of these two maids, and quietly nuzzled at Miaoxi, thinking that they were indeed concubines, even the maids had never seen the world. He went to see Zhixi again, but was glared at by Zhixi, and then he lowered his head and stopped being meddlesome.

Mu Hanzhang just glanced at his two maids, his calm eyes showing no emotion or anger. Before getting married, Mrs. Beiwei Hou said that the maids around him were old and would be suspicious if they stayed with him, so she only allowed him to bring two little maids.

Jing Shao frowned secretly. These two maids looked nothing like the people who had been with Mu Hanzhang all year round. It seemed that he had to find two useful people for him: "Thank you, I'll look for the princess later." A young boy and two guards will come.

"This slave was negligent. Let's take care of it today." Duofu hurriedly apologized. The princess is a man and can be accompanied by servants and guards. However, most husbands' families will ignore this matter. The prince explained this, which shows that he really cares about the princess. Got interested.

After hearing this, Mu Hanzhang's calm expression relaxed slightly, and he stood up and saluted: "Thank you, Your Majesty." With the servants and guards, it meant that he was allowed to go out on a regular basis. For him now, this was really a timely help.

Jing Shao saw the look of surprise in his eyes and felt aches in his heart. He quickly stretched out his hand to support him: "This is what you should do, why should you thank me?"

When visiting the emperor and empress on the day after the wedding, the prince and concubines must wear court clothes. Now that Jing Shao has been crowned king, the grade of his court uniform is naturally higher. Officials of the third rank or above of the Chen Dynasty wear purple court clothes; the court clothes of princes wear dark yellow, the prince wears apricot yellow, and the prince wears moon white. Mu Hanzhang is now the concubine of the Imperial Ancestral Temple, with the title of first-class wife, but he is a man and cannot wear women's imperial robes, so his court robes are also purple, and the style is similar to the prince's robes.

Mu Hanzhang is twenty years old this year and has already performed the coming-of-age ceremony, so Lanting put on a purple-gold crown that matches his court dress; and although Jing Shao is less than twenty years old, he has been crowned a king, so he can wear a five-clawed silver dragon crown. The purple-gold crown is different from ordinary crowns. Lan Xuan, who has never seen such a crown, can't put it on no matter how hard he tries. He is so anxious that he sweats, but he doesn't want to ask Zhixi and others for help, fearing that they will appear to be unworldly and lose face for the young master.

Jing Shao glanced at the little girl, stepped forward and gestured to give him the crown, and skillfully opened the purple-gold buckle: "On the wedding day, I will let your husband put the crown on you." In the previous dynasty, there was a tradition that the husband would apply yellow flowers to the bride on the morning of the wedding to comfort his wife who was uneasy because she had to meet her uncle and aunt, but it is no longer popular now, and Jing Shao's excuse is completely made up by himself.

"Prince?" Mu Hanzhang, who was sitting, had to stand up. "How can this be done?"

Jing Shao did not answer, but carefully put the hair on his bun and smoothed the two drooping golden ribbons between the soft black hair.

Two equally handsome people stood together, one elegant, the other cold, and they looked so well matched. Miao Xi, who was tying the jade belt for Jing Shao, could not help but praise: "The prince and the princess standing together are really a golden boy and jade boy, and they couldn't be more well matched."

She had already seen the situation this morning. The prince not only did not hate the princess, but also liked her very much. Miao Xi, who was always smart, would naturally not miss the opportunity to please the prince.

"Really?" Jing Shao grabbed Mu Hanzhang's waist and dragged him to the dressing mirror. The person next to him was slender, but he was half a head shorter than him, which made Jing Shao quite proud, "Well, they are indeed a good match."

Mu Hanzhang stared at the image in the mirror and found that the wound on his lower lip had indeed healed 70% to 80%, the blood scabs had fallen off, and only a pink mark was left, which could not be seen without careful observation. It was not until he heard the laughter of the maids that he reacted and hurriedly pulled down the one on his waist: "Let's go, it's too late." After saying that, he walked out without waiting for him.

"Don't blame me, my lord. The princess is shy." Realizing that his young master was rude, Lan Ting hurriedly explained to Jing Shao in a low voice.

"Humph, do you think I can't see it?" Jing Shao followed without any expression, and his heart blossomed when he saw Jun Qing's slightly red ears.

"Sister Zhixi, is the lord angry?" Lan Xuan shrank his neck in fear of the cold snort, and hurriedly asked Zhixi beside him.

Zhixi covered her lips with a handkerchief and said, "The prince is like this. You will know the majesty brought by years of fighting in the future."

The two of them sat in a sedan chair with red curtains and a canopy. Mu Hanzhang moved uncomfortably. The pain between his waist and thighs was unbearable.

"Does your waist hurt? Lean on me and I'll rub it for you." Jing Shao naturally noticed this action, stretched out his hand to embrace him, and put his big hand on his waist without waiting for his consent. Feeling the body in his arms stiffen for a moment, and then slowly relax, he couldn't help but curl his lips, "If the queen says anything later, just listen to it. No matter what reward you have, just accept it."

He remembered that the queen rewarded him with very valuable things, which made him mistakenly think that Mu Hanzhang was very much in the queen's heart, and naturally he disliked him even more. Now thinking about it, he was really naive at that time. There was no reason not to accept the queen's reward, and no matter who this person was, as long as he was a man, he would surely be to the queen's liking.

Mu Hanzhang looked up at him and nodded, "I understand." He had also heard about the royal family. As the son of Empress Yuan, it was normal for Jing Shao to have conflicts with Empress Consort. However, was this person saying this to comfort him? Thinking of this, he felt a little sweet. Except for that bad night, this person's performance after sobering up was really gentle.

"Don't call me 'minister' in private. It sounds so unfamiliar." Jing Shao pinched it, thinking that this tight waist felt really good. It was not like a woman's waist that would break if pinched, but like a leopard's waist, with smooth lines and full of tension.

The force of kneading the waist was just right. Although he knew it was inappropriate, he couldn't move away. Mu Hanzhang had to pretend to be ignorant and talk to him: "Etiquette cannot be abolished, and the prince should be more careful when talking in private. It's better to call me 'mother'. If someone with ulterior motives hears it, it will be enough to be reported."

"Jun Qing, are you caring about me?" Jing Shao couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips when he heard this, and lowered his head to ask him.

Mu Hanzhang glared at him: "I'm just giving advice." I've only heard people say that King Cheng was irritable and irritable before, but I never thought he was so frivolous.

"Haha..." Jing Shao felt that he was cute when he saw him like this, and couldn't help laughing.

The eunuch following outside the sedan couldn't help pinching himself when he heard the laughter. My God, everyone in the capital knew that King Cheng couldn't inherit the throne if he married a male concubine, but the prince could still laugh so happily. Could it be that the queen was mad at him?

Seeing that he was still laughing, Mu Hanzhang turned his head and ignored him. Unexpectedly, he bumped into Jing Shao's strong and warm chest when he turned his head. He couldn't help blushing. This was like throwing himself into his arms, and he struggled to get up.

"Okay, okay, I won't laugh anymore," Jing Shao hurriedly held him down to prevent him from getting up, and whispered, "Don't move, otherwise the sedan bearers will find out."

"You..." Mu Hanzhang really didn't dare to move, but just glared at him angrily.