After Prince Xiang left the Chen House, Chen House returned to its mournful life with the gate closed and only servants coming in and out occasionally.
Without the threat of Chen Jizong's possible revenge against Siyi Hall, Chen Jingzong could continue to climb over the wall and go hunting with peace of mind.
In autumn, there were more and more game on the mountain. There were bright red and round wild dates, which have large cores and little meat but sweet and sour. There were plump and shiny chestnuts, remove the outer hard shells and dry them before putting them in a pot and frying them with sugar, it would be soft and sweet, or stewed with pheasant, the meat was delicious and the soup was fragrant.
In her previous life, Hua Yang had a poor appetite. Even though she was trapped in Siyi Hall every day with little activity, she was still thin.
Now Chen Jingzong had been secretly feeding her with all kinds of wild game for several months. When the weather gets colder, Chao Yun took out a set of plain white brocade mourning clothes that were cut and sewn according to her size at the beginning of spring. After Hua Yang put them on, she felt that the arms and chest were very restrictive.
Frowning slightly, Hua Yang walked to the half-person-high mirror she brought from the capital.
Her upper body was reflected in the delicate mirror.
Snow-white neck, slightly pink cheeks.
"You are so fair..."
Chen Jingzong's seemingly serious but actually teasing voice rang in her ears again. Hua Yang deliberately avoided contemplating the connection between her fairness and his desire, approaching the mirror instead. She raised her hand to touch her face, then her chin, and asked Chao Yun unhappily, "Am I much fatter than before I got married?"
Originally she was not a thin beauty, but belonged to the relatively plump kind. The women in the palace all praised her for her graceful and luxurious appearance like a peony, and Hua Yang also liked herself like this.
But plump was a kind of beauty, and being fat was another kind of body shape.
Because of this mourning life, she could not wear too much jewelry or colorful and beautiful dresses, as a result she was not even interested in admiring herself in the mirror.
Chao Yun wanted to make the princess happy, but looking at the princess's breasts, which were so tightly wrapped by her clothes and seemed about to pop out, Chao Yun knew that the princess would not believe her lies, so she could only whisper: "It seems a little fat, but only a little bit. If it's not for this autumn clothes, I wouldn't have noticed it, so it's really just a little bit. The clothes just need simple alteration, then it will fit."
Hua Yang pursed her lips and deliberately contracted her jaw. She was relieved that she didn't have a double chin yet, but also secretly decided to make a change.
In the evening, Chen Jingzong came back. In the afternoon, he went to another town and brought back a pork shank.
Over at Fucui Hall, Luo Yuyan had never come here to get meat again since she gave birth to her daughter. Moreover, Erlang and Sanlang had finished the mourning in advance and could eat meat dishes. Sun shi also specially increased the portion, which was to secretly feed her daughter-in-law to nourish her body.
Chen Jingzong sent the pork shank to the kitchen and ordered Chao Yue to braise it while he went to fetch water for a shower.
After a quick wash, he put on his clothes and came out. Then he saw Chao Yun stepping in from outside, with a smile on her face and a shuttlecock made of pheasant feathers in her hand.
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Reborn After Widowhood
Historical FictionBefore becoming a widow, Hua Yang disliked almost everything about her husband. She disliked his sullen face every day, disliked him for lying on the bed full of sweat, and even disliked his lack of restraint at certain moments. But when he really d...