In the second half of the night, Dong Han was so tired that he wanted to fall asleep. However, the previous words of Nian Chun Xiudong and the others appeared in his mind. So he held his eyelids and tried to keep himself awake. Not long after, she saw Zhao Xi kicking the quilt. After the kick, she shrank into a ball, her head arched straight to the high square pillow, and her hair gradually wrapped around.

I have to say that this sleeping position is very much like a baby.

Seeing Zhao Xi like this, who can imagine that he is the young emperor who is Zhou Zheng and stern during the day?

This should be the most relaxed moment for him. He doesn't have to be nervous, he doesn't have to work hard to control the national affairs, he doesn't have to bear pressure from all sides, and he doesn't have to think about many unwilling questions.

Dong Han felt that this should be a catharsis of his mental stress during the day in his sleep.

However, it can only kick the quilt at night to vent, which is so heartbreaking.

Dong Han's eyes softened, and he leaned over and gently pulled the quilt back to cover him.

After about a quarter of an hour, Zhao Xi started kicking again.

In addition to arching the pillow, he would sleep with the pillow. In the past, there were two pillows on one bed. He arched one and hugged another one, but tonight, the other pillow was occupied by Dong Han. He unconsciously reached out to search for it, but just hugged Dong Han.

Perhaps because he drank alcohol before going to bed, he slept very heavily tonight, and he didn't notice it if he hugged her wrongly, so he just surrounded her and fell asleep again.

At this time, Zhao Xi was a baby in Dong Han's eyes that needed her mother to coax her to sleep. After she pulled the quilt back, she hummed a little song gently, her voice soft and peaceful. Zhao Xi's hand around her waist slowly drooped, and she seemed to have slept more and quieter than before. She did not kick the quilt, nor did she arch the pillow again.

When Zhao Xi woke up the next day, Dong Han was already sitting in front of the mirror and slashing his eyebrows. He saw the person on the bed from the bronze mirror. Dong Han turned around and smiled slightly at him, "Your Majesty is awake?"

He realized that he did not leave in time in the second half of the night last night but stayed in Yikun Palace. Zhao Xi thought of something, squinted his eyes and frowned, subconsciously reached out and touched his hair, but it was not very messy.

He was a little surprised, "What fragrance did you burn last night?"

Dong Han said: "I know that Your Majesty is not happy. I don't burn incense here. I only asked someone to pick a few orange branches and put them in a bottle to remove the taste. If Your Majesty feels the smell is heavy, I will withdraw it."

Without incense, why did he sleep so steadily? Could it be that glass of wine? It's not right, the queen didn't have the courage to drug him.

Zhao Xi couldn't figure it out, but he did slept well last night, so he shook his head, "No need."

"Then, I will change your clothes for Your Majesty."

Dong Han said, walked behind Zhao Xi and put his robes one by one from the floor-standing hanger.

After Zhao Xi went to court, Dong Han breathed a sigh of relief and snuggled on the couch in the next room for a while. Fortunately, there were no other concubines in the palace, otherwise they would come to pay their respects, so she would not have time to secretly sleep.

...

On the Song family, Song Yuanbao also got up early and sat in a sedan chair to Hanlin Courtyard. After Ye Ling was dressed safely, she went to Rong'an Hall. Wen Wan and Erlang's wife were there, so she also invited her mother-in-law and second uncle.

The Yuanpa in Ye Ling's room was delivered to Xiang Ning early in the morning. Wenwan and Mrs. Song had seen it. Seeing that she was walking a little sloppy, Wenwan couldn't help feeling distressed and asked not to invite her. She secretly scolded Yuanbao, a stinky brat, who was not in control.

Ye Ling thanked him and sat down on the ring chair next to him.

The Song family used to have no rules to set provinces in the morning and evening, but after the expansion of the mansion, gradually more people became more and more crowded. Without setting rules, the servants would no longer be able to work, especially in the second house. If they were not subject to the rules, they would probably not come to Rong'an Hall for ten days and half a month.

Now, Mrs. Song has become accustomed to her every morning and evening, her son and daughter-in-law will come to the yard to pay tribute to her and talk to her.

Looking at Ye Ling, the Song Ma Zi said, "In the New Year, Xie's family sent some blood swallows. I haven't moved them yet. Yunxia will take them to the kitchen after a while and let them stew them and send them to Yuanbao's wife to nourish and nourish."

Yunxia responded quickly.

Ye Ling blushed, "Thank you grandmother."

Mrs. Song lifted her eyelids and said, "Take care of your body as soon as possible in the past two days, otherwise you will not be able to bear it when you return to Ningzhou in a few days."

Ye Ling was stunned when she heard this and looked at Wen Wan.

Wen Wan smiled and said, "Ningzhou suffered a disaster before, the Song family's ancestral hall is gone. Now the tribe is dispersed from place to place. The old lady has been talking for a long time, saying that your father-in-law passed the Jinshi and became Shangguan and had not returned to his hometown to worship his ancestors. It is time to take time to go back. It happened that Yuanbao also won the top scorer. Both of them should go back to Ningzhou to comfort their ancestors. We were discussing the schedule, so you came in. Now I will tell you to let you be mentally prepared."

Ye Ling had never been to Ningzhou as far away, but she heard from Song Yuanbao that she said that because the road was difficult to walk, she had to delay for more than half a month on the road before she could get there.

Although Ye Ling was raised since childhood, she was not raised to be careless and could not bear the slightest bit of pain. She exercised a lot before she left the house.

"I have no problem. What should I prepare. My mother and grandmother just tell me and I will go back and prepare later."

Poet Song said: "There are so many people in the house, and you can't pay for them to eat for free. Those who should work have to do the work. What should be prepared? They will do it themselves. Just take you with you."

At this time, Erlang's wife sighed: "When we left, the county and rural areas collapsed in an incredible way. Now I don't know what it is. If you think about it carefully, I haven't returned for several years."

"You can't have no house in your ancestral home." Wen Wan said: "I'll buy a house when I go back this time, and I'll have a serious place to settle down when I go back."

"That's the reason." Song Pozi agreed very much, "If the ancestral temple is to be rebuilt, the house must be bought. No matter how big the Sanlang becomes, Ningzhou is always his place of clothing and clothing, and he must not forget his roots in life."

He also ordered Erlang's wife, "When Erlang goes to the yamen, you will tell him that he should find a way to take leave from the yamen. It is a long way to go to Ningzhou. We are also home with our families and we will not come back for a month without coming."

Erlang's wife nodded, "There is no answer to the government office these days, Erlang should be able to take the leave."

Mrs. Song's eyes moved to Song Qi again, "You will graduate in two months, and the official school is not allowed to take such a long leave. Then you will stay in the capital and study hard."

Song Qi had never thought of going to the countryside, but when Mrs. Song told her not to go directly, she was a little annoyed, "Since it's a ancestral worship, my third aunt's house can even go Qibao, why can't I go?"

She said and sniffed.

Ye Ling then noticed that Song Qi's eyes were always red, as if he had just cried.

Mrs. Song was too lazy to pay attention to her, "If you can take a leave, no one will stop you. At that time, the official school will not let you graduate. You'd better not blame anyone."

Song Qi's little face froze.

His fingers held the veil, his eyes became redder, and he looked at his aggrieved look.

In front of so many people, Ye Ling was not easy to ask. After her mother-in-law except Rong Antang, she whispered: "I had an incorrect mood when I saw my second sister before, what's wrong with her?"

Wen Wan smiled and shook her head, "Isn't Xie Feng, the eldest son of your cousin Xie Zheng, a couple recently discussing brides? He didn't agree to the matchmakers. He actually fell in love with Qi Qi from our second wife. Your aunt couldn't resist him, so she could only follow him. So, I asked someone to send a post to talk about this. The old lady naturally wanted to get married. She thought it was feasible, so she intended to betroth Qi Qi to Xie Feng. Qi Qi was not happy. She cried and made a fuss in Rong'antang before, and the old lady didn't give up."

Ye Ling listened, thinking.

She had seen Xie Feng. She often came when she and Song Yuanbao got married. She looked very handsome and looked honest and laughed at everyone she saw. She was particularly sincere. Unexpectedly, he actually liked his uncle's daughter.

"What's the attitude of the second uncle?" Ye Ling asked.

"Your second uncle, it's hard to say." Wen Wan shook her head.

...

West Courtyard, Cuihuaxuan.

As soon as Song Qi came back, he smashed the cup on the rosewood tea table to pieces and looked at Erlang's wife with red eyes, "Mom, why? Why can the eldest sister marry a Jinshi, but I can only marry Xie Feng's native bun, and grew up together. I don't know what his family has? I don't want to marry! I just don't marry! You find a way to push me this marriage!"

Erlang's wife was also a little annoyed. She originally thought that she would have a layer of gold when she got to Sanlang. Even if Song Qi's husband was not a prince and noble, he could not be much worse than his eldest son-in-law Liang Jun. Unexpectedly, the old lady directly decided to let Song Qi marry Xie Feng.

When he first learned that the Xie family was interested in marriage, Erlang's wife almost vomited a mouthful of old blood.
Chapter completed!