Yang Ruotao's eyes narrowed slightly, and after a while, he looked at Zhu Gaozhi's leaving figure, his head turned around and left without any hesitation.
He had no interest in what Zhu Gaozhi wanted to do.
The night is warm.
The moon slowly rose in the air, illuminating the earth with brightness and brightness.
Everyone drank and had fun, chatting and laughing.
At midnight, we were almost drunk and the banquet ended.
Yang Ruo and Zhang Juling left the palace together. After saying goodbye, he followed his father Yang Siyuan to the carriage at home.
After each sat down, the father and son were chatting.
Yang Siyuan asked, "...Why didn't I see you going to toast Lord Huang Ke?"
Yang Ruo closed his eyes tiredly, "I'm so tired, I don't want to."
He drank too much wine tonight, and he looked sober outside and was already dizzy.
"What's the matter?"
Yang Siyuan frowned and went to examine his son: "Your mother has a crush on Mr. Huang Ke's only daughter, and Huang Ke and his wife are also satisfied with you. What's so good about the harmony between the two... don't you like it?"
"……right."
Yang Ruo was weak and said, "I won't marry Huang Xiayu."
"Who is not worthy of you?"
Yang Siyuan's son's attitude was still unrelated to him, and his temper also rose: "Do you know how old you are this year?
Twenty-three.
Under normal circumstances, there are all children in groups... You are still beating a widow... Your mother is anxious to hold her grandson, so she can't sleep well even if she stays in a hurry."
Yang Ruo also sighed, opened his eyes, and looked at his father: "My son doesn't have Huang Xiayu in his heart and doesn't like her, so how can he marry her?"
There is a person in his heart who he will never touch but care about for the rest of his life.
I'm afraid there is no tolerance for the others.
He has seen Huang Xiayu, a rare woman with both talent and beauty. The two of them have talked and appreciated each other... How can he delay such a woman?
"So, do you have someone in your heart?"
No one knows his son is better than his father. Yang Siyuan thought for a while and spoke in a low voice: "Tell me who she is?"
As long as you have a clean family, it doesn’t matter.
Your age is not enough for us to pick on anything.”
He was really anxious. You said it would be fine if you didn't get married in the first two years, but it was just over twenty.
But now I can't delay it anymore.
Yang Ruo: “…”
"how?
Sorry to tell my father.”
Yang Siyuan glanced at his son and smiled: "...I'll tell your mother if I go back."
What are you saying?
Yang Ruo smiled bitterly.
If he said that he was thinking about Gu Han, then that would be really earth-shaking.
The breeze blew, and the shadows of the trees swayed in a graceful manner.
The sound of the carriage "de" disappeared into the endless street.
When Zhang Juling returned to Qiulan Pavilion, Gu Han had already fallen asleep.
He opened the red sandalwood door wardrobe, took a clean middle coat, and went to the clean room to take a shower.
The smell of wine is full of wine, not to mention that others feel uncomfortable when they smell it, he himself feels pungent.
Gu Han is in poor health and sleeps lightly.
As soon as the "slam" sounded, she woke up.
Qiaoling was bent down to cut candle flowers. When she looked up, she saw Gu Han sitting up with a tent, and hurriedly bowing and asked, "Madam, why are you not sleeping anymore?
But are you feeling uncomfortable?"
"No, I'm fine, don't worry."
Gu Han asked her: "The Third Young Master is back?"
"Yes, I just arrived in the mansion for a while."
There was a faint smell of wine floating in the room. Gu Han pursed his red lips and said to Qiaoling: "Let me bring some sobering soup."
Qiaoling should have "yes" and took the curtain back.
When Zhang Juling came out of the clean room, she saw Gu Han sitting on the bedside reading a book.
He calmed down and looked at it for a while before walking over and half bent over to hold her in his arms.
"I woke you up?"
Zhang Juling has a faint smell of soapberry on her body, which is light and pleasant to smell.
Gu Han took a deep breath and quietly counted his calm and powerful heartbeat.
"no.
I miss you..."
The words of the head and tail pleased Zhang Juling. The corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he lowered his head and kissed his wife's forehead.
"Be good, I miss you too."
"Mrs. The sobering soup is ready."
Qiaoling walked in with a red tray and saw the two people snuggling each other, her face turned red and she whispered.
"Let go."
Gu Han retreated from Zhang Juling's arms, put the book in his hand in Duobao Pavilion at the head of the bed, got out of bed and brought the sobering soup to Zhang Juling, "Drink it, we'll have a good time after drinking it."
Zhang Juling nodded, took her hand and drank very seriously.
It was still dark the next morning.
Zhang Juling got up.
It was his first day in court today and he didn't dare to get up late.
Halfway through the washing, Gu Han called the girl to serve her clothes.
"Husband..." Gu Han volunteered to see Zhang Juling wearing official uniforms himself: "I'll help you."
Zhang Juling smiled slightly: "I want you to sleep for a while, who knows..."
Before he finished speaking, Gu Han interrupted, "This is your first day as an official, and of course I want to be a witness."
How did Zhang Juling step by step into a powerful official?
She didn't care much about her in her previous life, but only remembered the most important steps... He was so kind to him that he felt guilty when he thought about it.
In this life, she must keep her duty as a wife, care about him and love him, and give birth to a few children for him...
Gu Han touched his stomach and his confidence increased.
My wife said something interesting, and she looked proud, but she seemed to be an official.
Zhang Juling couldn't help but laugh out loud.
After the couple had breakfast, Zhang Juling went to Yazhai to find his father Zhang Xiu and was about to go there with him. On the way, he could just ask some precautions about Hanlin Academy editorial work.
The sky in the east gradually turned white and it was dawn.
Gu Han didn't have to go to Guihuayuan to pay tribute. After Zhang Juling left, she had nothing to do, so she slept comfortably and got back to bed.
The days are starting to be regular.
Zhang Juling usually got up at Mao time, packed up, went to court, and came back around Wuyou time.
You can take two days off every ten days.
Gu Han was even simpler. Apart from embroidering a bellyband and shoe pattern for her child, the rest was to sleep.
Although she was happy, she didn't vomit, but she felt uncomfortable in her stomach and couldn't eat anything.
Only lethargy.
I found Dr. Song to come and see it and said it was okay.
On the fifth day after sending the happy letter to the Gu family, Gu Han received a reply, which was written by Sun, saying that he would come to Zhang family to see her at the end of the month.
Gu Han was very happy and looked at the letter repeatedly.
She has seen less meeting her mother since she got married, and sometimes she feels so panicked.
Chapter completed!