Hanzhu sucked a little bit of a mystery. She slept heavily in the morning and was woken up by Cheng Yu.

There are pearls and pearls, and the sounds are gently called in her ears, gently like the intoxicating wind of spring.

He tried hard to open his eyes, and in the morning light, he met his fair and handsome face, looked at her gently, and called her name again. Seeing that she woke up, he smiled, reached out to hook her into his arms, lowered his head to kiss her, and kissed her, and turned on her body, and his hands were not honest. She had no strength as soon as she woke up, and gave up after two futile efforts, gave it up obediently, and couldn't help but respond, immersed in another kind of gentleness of the man.

"It's great, I can treat you like this when I wake up." After the kiss, he stroked her rosy face, extremely satisfied. From now on, she will be his wife and will always be with him. He is not alone, and he will no longer have to sleep alone in the warm bed of the warm woman, and no longer have to toss and turns thinking about her far away in the Marquis's Mansion.

He liked her in his heart, but he couldn't help calling her, "Hanzhu..." Just calling her boudoir name to her was a kind of enjoyment.

He looked at her, as if she was his most precious treasure. The feeling of being cared for and cherished by others was warm all over. Hearing him call her name repeatedly, Hanzhu thought about it and whispered to him, "Don't shout like this in the future. What if I get used to calling and say something to the maid?"

Cheng Yu immediately remembered Chu Yuan. Chu Yuan could guess that there was something strange about her based on a note from Gu Heng, because he once said that he had missed her mouth, but Chu Yuan didn't tell her, and he didn't know what he was thinking about.

She lay beneath him, and Cheng Yu quickly threw Chu Yuan behind her head and asked her with a smile, "What am I calling you? Cousin? Hanhan?"

Hanzhu shook her head gently, with a smile on her lips, smiling sly. She really didn't like the words he called her cousin or the words that were homophones with Chu Han's nickname. Of course, she knew that Cheng Yu had no thoughts about Chu Han, but she just wanted a nickname that belonged only to her.

Her little thoughts are not difficult to guess. Cheng Yu pinched her blushing face and thought seriously. The girl’s nicknames are usually mixed, but her situation is special. The word “zhu” will make others wonder. After all, they have nothing to do with her cousin’s name, and Hanhan doesn’t like it.

"Forget it, get up first, and you have to go to tea." Hanzhu pushed him.

Cheng Yu remained motionless and asked her to twist her. She struggled for a few times and was useless. She pouted in anger, revealing her three-point silly...

Cheng Yu felt aroused in his heart and pinched her ear, "Silly?"

Hanzhu was stunned. He thought she didn't understand, so he kindly explained: "It's just a silly silly silly, silly silly."

He smiled wickedly. Of course, Hanzhu didn't want to swear by this name that scolded her stupidly. But he liked her more and more and more, and kept calling her. Hanzhu began to turn her head and ignore him. As she listened, she suddenly laughed and turned her beautiful eyes to look at him, "Call me again?"

Cheng Yu listened instinctively to her words, Hanzhu's face turned red with a smile, "It seems like a pig is humming."

Cheng Yu had never raised a pig, but when he passed by the village, he heard the pig's screams and tried to shout twice. It turned out to be a bit like that. Seeing her laughing so hard that the branches trembled, he tickled her punishment. She screamed in uncontrollably, struggled like a little wild horse, raised her arms and kicked her legs. Cheng Yu was pulled out of the fire by her and pulled her clothes away.

Even if you can't eat it, it's good to taste it, let alone she likes it too.

It was like this in the morning, and Hanzhu was so anxious that she pulled the quilt to block the sound.

After bullying, he climbed up again and said in her ear, "Shan Han looks good everywhere, and she looks like a lotus."

Hanzhu was so embarrassed that he covered his mouth randomly.

The young couple got tired of it for a moment, so Cheng Yu went downstairs to put on his clothes first.

Hanzhu put down the gauze tent and quickly put on his own. When he tied the buckle in the middle, he caught a red-colored white veil on the foot of the bed. It seemed that there was something next to him. Hanzhu knew what the veil was for, and knew that the blood was definitely not hers. He was shocked. When Cheng Yu came back with his clothes, she asked him worriedly, "Have you hurt yourself?"

Cheng Yu glanced at the Yuanpa, looked calm, and even smiled, "I am not as stupid as you have prepared chicken blood in advance."

Hanzhu glared at him.

The maids were going to come in to clean up, but Cheng Yu was not suitable for staying in the house. Before leaving, he whispered to her, "Tell them later that Yuan is afraid of showing it to Madam Si. He doesn't have to send it to the princess. When he meets him, you don't have to call her mother." Cheng Jingrong gave birth to him and called him "There is nothing to do with his father, but Xie is not worthy of being his mother.

Hanzhu nodded. No one would neglect his biological son for no reason. Just judging from the fact that Xie cooperated with Cheng Jingrong to frame Cheng Yu and marry Gu Lan, we know that the father and son have reached this point and cannot be separated from Xie. She married Cheng Yu, and how the relatives of Cheng Yu get along with him naturally have to be in the same way as Cheng Yu.

Cheng Yu went to the front yard first. As soon as he left, Madam Si brought Ruyi Sixi, and each of them smiled meaningfully, especially Madam Si. Seeing Yuan Yan on the bed, she even said a few words to have a son early. Hanzhu was ashamed to say to her what Cheng Yu said. Madam Si was very thoughtful and immediately understood, "Okay, I know, Madam, don't worry."

She packed the Yuanpa and went out, and Ruyi Sixi served Hanzhu to wash together. When she was about to pack up, Cheng Yu was back.

On the way to the main courtyard, Cheng Yu held Hanzhu's hand and talked to her, "When I was a child, my brother took care of me a lot, and I am not familiar with my sister-in-law. If you are in love, I will go to work as a worker in the future. If you are bored, you can go to talk to my sister-in-law if you are bored."

The elder brother beat him two years old, perhaps because of the same fate. When he was a child, he came back from the palace and Cheng Jingrong ignored him. The elder brother would always come to talk to him and ask if he would be bullied when he was a companion in the palace. Cheng Yu, a man, could not express closeness as clearly as the little girls, but he respected Cheng Duo in his heart, even though Cheng Duo was also concerned about Xie's children.

Everyone has different personalities. Cheng Yu rarely stays in the royal palace. He does not hate Cheng Lanjun and does not want to pay attention to it. Cheng Duo often deals with them, and it is normal to have a brother-sister relationship.

"Well, I know everything, please let go." Hanzhu urged in a low voice as he got closer and closer to the yard.

Cheng Yu smiled and let her go honestly.

Everyone else was here in the main hall of the main courtyard. Cheng Jingrong and Xie sat side by side in the main seat, Cheng Duo and his wife sat on the left, and Cheng Lan and his sister sat on the right. Jun Ge'er was eight years old. Because Cheng Jingrong loved his youngest son very much, Jun Ge'er lived carefree all day, and he was a little more distracted. He twisted his neck and looked out, "Why haven't you come yet?"

He was afraid of his cold second brother, but he was quite curious about what his second sister-in-law looked like. He had never seen him when he came here to visit him before, and he didn't go to the new house to see the bride yesterday.

Cheng Duo teased him, "My third brother is anxious to receive the meeting gift, right?"

Brother Jun grinned and looked at the sister-in-law opposite him.

The boy was so tall in the blink of an eye. Wu Sumei felt even more uncomfortable when she remembered that Brother Jun was only five years old when she entered the door.

"Here you come!" Cheng Lan next to him said in surprise.

Wu Sumei didn't have to turn her head and looked over. She saw a pair of newcomers walking side by side in the bleak morning light of the cold winter. The man was tall and handsome, the one who looked the most like Cheng Jingrong among the three brothers of the Cheng family, but was more outstanding than Cheng Jingrong. At this time, the skilled face was softer because of the wife beside her, as if the ice was melted by the sun. The woman beside him was wearing a big red embroidered Yunjin woven plum blossoms, and a ruby-shaped stroll on her head. There were not many jewelry on her black and thick buns, but everything was a rare good product. She is worthy of being the pearl in Yunyang Hou's hand. What is even more enviable is her charming color. Wu Sumei looked at her husband quietly and saw it in his eyes without surprise.

Wu Sumei lowered her eyes. She was able to marry Cheng Duo because she was able to marry Cheng Duo, but in her husband's heart, he must be inferior to her, right? She was always married to her cousin, and her appearance and identity were not as good as her younger brother and sister. Compared with each other, no wonder her husband got crazy and drunk last night, and tossed her several times in one night.

The dowry nanny advised her, saying that men wanted most of the things they wanted, but Wu Sumei knew very well that Cheng Duo didn't like her. He just wanted to get a legitimate child soon to consolidate his position as a prince. The title of this dynasty was inherited, according to the theory of the eldest son, but the eldest son had no descendants for a long time. Whether to adopt the descendants of his brother or give up the title depends on what Cheng Jingrong planned...

With Prince Jing’s attitude towards her husband, when it was really time to adopt Cheng Yu’s son, Chu Han would definitely be dissatisfied. She had the support of Yunyang Hou to support her, and it would probably not work. Will Cheng Jingrong be willing to adopt Jun Ge'er’s son? If he fails to adopt, the position of prince is very likely to fall...

So Wu Sumei understood Cheng Duo's eagerness, and she was willing to cooperate with him. She hoped for her offspring more than her husband.

Footsteps entered the main hall, Wu Sumei came back to her senses and forced herself to look happy.

"Let's respect the tea first." Cheng Jingrong ordered the maid.

The two little maids immediately placed the four cushions that had been prepared long ago in front of Cheng Jingrong and Xie, and brought tea to him.

"Father drinks tea." After Cheng Yu held the tea, Hanzhu also handed over the tea bowl.

Cheng Jingrong did not drink tea immediately, stared at his daughter-in-law and warned, "Since he married Huai Bi, he will be the daughter-in-law of our Cheng family in the future. He must abide by the rules of the royal family and must not bring bad habits in his parents' home. In addition to taking care of Huai Bi, he must also respect your mother and elder sister-in-law, care for your younger brother and sister-in-law. Do you remember?"

Cheng Yu's eyes suddenly became cold, but Hanzhu said before he spoke: "I remember my daughter-in-law."

When she got married, she was causing trouble for Cheng Jingrong. So what if he said a few words? There is no need to take it back. Instead of having a meaningless verbal dispute, just live whatever you want. Just think that this is indifferent to your ears, otherwise you will have to worry about everything, and you will be the one who is angry.
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