The Imperial Concubine Just Wants To Be a Salted Fish Every Day

"I only met her once, and there were some misunderstandings between me and her, which led to my bad impression of her.

I want to quit my marriage, but my parents don't agree. For this reason, I have quarreled with my family several times.

My father beat me up every time. In the end, my father forced me to get married. "

Luo yechen couldn't help asking, "then?"

Dingyuan Hou smiled: "later, after getting along for a long time, the misunderstanding was lifted. I found that she was actually a very lovely woman. I was very glad to marry her."

Luo yechen also laughed: "you should thank the Lord very much?"

"That's natural. Every year on Tomb Sweeping Day, I specially prepare him a pot of good wine to thank him for helping me marry such a good daughter-in-law."

Dingyuan Hou finished his last sip of wine.

He stood up slowly with his crutch.

"Thank you for your hospitality. I'll go back first."

Luo yechen also stood up and watched him limp away.

When the door of Yajian was closed again, Luo yechen sat back in his position.

He recalled what Dingyuan Hou had just said.

Through Dingyuan Hou's description, he seemed to see a completely different Busheng smoke.

Such a girl who had experienced pain and despair but was still strong gave him a little idea to understand her.

Dingyuan Hou returned home and found Busheng smoke practicing archery.

When Bu Shengyan saw him coming back, he immediately put down his bow and arrow and ran towards him.

She sniffed, frowned and asked, "have you been drinking?"

Dingyuan Hou: "well, I had two drinks with your future husband."

Bu Shengyan became angry: "so you went to see the king of England. No wonder you refused to tell me where you were going when you went out. You still drank with him. Don't you know you're not in good health and can't drink?!"

Dingyuan Hou didn't care much about the tunnel: "I just drank a little. It's no big deal."

Bu Shengyan was so angry that he didn't take his body seriously.

She immediately asked someone to make Jiejiu tea and stared at Dingyuan hou to drink it up.

Dingyuan Hou goes back to rest first.

Bu Shengyan took him and refused to let him slip away.

She asked, "how did you drink with the king of England?"

Dingyuan Hou: "he invited me. I was just free, so I went."

"Why did he suddenly think of buying you a drink? Was it for the purpose of quitting? Did you promise to quit?"

Dingyuan Hou asked, "do you want me to promise?"

Bu Shengyan replied without hesitation, "of course it's hope! I don't want to marry him!"

Dingyuan Hou: "do you want to marry him or not?"

Bu Sheng sipped his red lips and didn't speak.

Dingyuan Hou sighed: "I know your mind. You don't want to get married, not because you don't like the king of England, but because you want to stay in Hou's house to recruit a son-in-law."

Bu Shengyan was surprised. She didn't expect her father to see through her thoughts.

Dingyuan Hou: "although you didn't say anything, I have eyes and can see your mind."

Now that they have been seen through, bu Sheng Yan simply doesn't hide it and admits it frankly.

"Yes, I don't want to get married. I want to stay at home and recruit a son-in-law. My brother is gone and my mother has died. You have only one relative now. If I get married, what will you do in the future?"

Dingyuan Hou said calmly, "of course, what should I do? I can't live without you."

Bu Sheng Yan: "but I can't trust you!"

Her father suffered many injuries on the battlefield before. Some of them recovered, but many of them left the root of the disease.

For example, his lame right leg, his intestines and stomach that hurt from time to time, and his arm that couldn't be lifted on a cloudy day

Every time Bu Shengyan sees that he hurts so much that he has to bite his teeth and support hard, he feels terrible.

How could she let him go?

She didn't want to get married, leave home, and couldn't be with her father when he was in pain.

Dingyuan Hou: "before your mother died, she told me to find you a good marriage. If you don't want to get married, how can I face your mother when I go underground?"

Bu Shengyan stubbornly said, "I can recruit a son-in-law at home."

"Who's a good son-in-law willing to be a door-to-door son-in-law? I don't want you to aggrieve yourself. I want to see you marry a good family and live a happy life."

He is old and has a lot of injuries. He doesn't know how long he can live.

What should she do alone if he's gone one day?

If she is bullied, there is no one to help her out.

Dingyuan Hou doesn't want to see such a picture.

Bu Shengyan's eyes were red: "I don't want to marry, I don't want to leave you."

Dingyuan Hou: "I will die sooner or later."

Bu Sheng Yan was so anxious that tears fell down: "I don't allow you to say such unlucky words!"

Dingyuan Hou had no choice but to shut up and stop talking.

After so many life and death departures, he has long looked down on his life and death.

But bu Sheng smoke is not enough.

She is too young and stubborn.

……

After three days of recuperation, Xiao Xi's health is much better.

The weather is getting hotter recently, and Xiao Xi's clothes are getting thinner and thinner.

The temperature dropped after the sun set.

After dinner, Xiao Xixi and the crown prince lie under the grape trellis to cool off.

The grape seedlings have grown a lot, but they are still far from flowering and bearing fruit.

Baoqin brings up the washed grapes.

This is a grape from the western regions. It is iced with ice all the way and sent to Shengjing quickly.

Even so, by the time of reaching Shengjing, many grapes had gone bad.

Pick the broken grapes and present the rest to the emperor.

The emperor left some grapes for himself, and asked people to send some to his mother and first wife, as well as those beloved little wives.

The prince's share is naturally indispensable.

He knew that Xiao Xi loved to eat this, so he sent her all the grapes.

Xiao Xixi knew that these grapes were hard won, so she cherished them very much. Each grape had to be aftertaste for a long time before swallowing.

Even so, she soon ate up a large bowl of grapes.

She wiped her mouth and felt more than enough.

"At this moment, I suddenly want to write a poem."

Luo QingHan instinctively felt that she would not read any good poems, but people were curious. At this time, he wanted to know how different poems she could read.

"What poem?"

Xiao Xi breathed deeply into the Dantian, then slowly breathed out a breath, held the prince's hand, looked at his dark eyes and read with deep emotion.

"Old trees with dead vines and crows,

There are fish and shrimp for dinner,

Grape milk tea watermelon,

sundowners,

You're ugly,

don't worry,

I'm blind! "

Luo QingHan: "