Ye Muyan rode towards the palace and passed by a shop selling handkerchiefs. He clamped the horse's belly and pulled the reins.
He walked slowly to the front of the shop, with a majestic air and an upright posture, and stared at the handkerchiefs for a while.
Seeing that he was full of nobility in every gesture and that he was covered in valuables, the shopkeeper quickly put on a smile and said, "Young Master, are you choosing for your wife? There are many gentlemen who have come to choose for their wives." Ye Muyan raised his eyelids,
wondering. Thinking of something, a trace of tenderness appeared in his eyes.
He ordered a few unique ones and said in a cold voice: "Wrap it up well."
The shopkeeper smiled so hard that he couldn't see his teeth, carefully wrapped it up and handed it over.
Ye Muyan nodded slightly, put the handkerchiefs on his lapels, and signaled the entourage behind him to pay.
"Drive!" He raised his hand and waved his whip, then the horse galloped away, raising a tail of dust.
The entourage took out a piece of gold and threw it to the shopkeeper: "You're so sweet, I'll give you a reward!"
After entering the palace, Ye Muyan walked a little more eagerly.
The bedroom was brightly lit, and he was a little confused.
I came back a little late today and should rest early in the morning.
Why are you still holding the lamp?
Looking from a distance, the petite figure huddled up in a ball, sitting at the door and dozing.
The head is little by little, and the face is cute and plain.
Ye Muyan's heart melted and he couldn't help shouting: "Qingqing."
The woman opened her eyes in a daze and saw her husband, staring at her quietly not far away. Seeing her waking up, his pace quickened.
Her eyes bloomed with light, astonishingly bright.
Gu Qinghan stood up, ran a few steps, and threw herself into Ye Muyan's arms.
The warm and fragrant nephrite jade entered his arms, and the fragrance hit his nostrils. The soft, boneless body seemed to be inlaid on his body, and they fit together perfectly. There was no one more suitable for them.
A corner of the man's Xuan Qing cloak was lifted up, curled into a gentle arc with the girl's impact.
The soft light cast by the moonlight made the girl's expression of joy and attachment even more obvious.
She rubbed her little face against her hard chest and murmured: "Husband... I miss you so much."
The man locked her in his arms and held her round back of the head tightly with his big hands.
"Husband is back."
"Husband is so cold, Qingqing will warm you up~" Gu Qinghan hugged his tall body tightly.
His little hands moved randomly to give his cold body some warmth.
"Baby, don't be frozen. My husband will take you back." The man raised his hand and supported her petite body with his arms.
Gu Qinghan sat on his strong and strong arms, smiling with her eyes closed. She put her arms around Ye Muyan's neck, leaned closer, and took a deep breath.
"I like my husband~" The girl's face showed love that she couldn't hide.
Ye Muyan leaned against her ear and said softly: "Then hold your husband a little tighter."
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