Queen of the Black Phoenix

Chapter 394 You Write Poetry, I Support The Family

into the night.

Kumuchun was given some wine.

Face is a little red.

His skin was originally very fair, perhaps because he had been studying in Shenxue Palace all year round.

He's not at all like his father, Deadwood.

Deadwood Nagai is a dark and strong man.

Kumuchun is also tall, but his skin is fair, and his whole person, well, in the words of Jing people, he has the sour smell of a scholar.

He drank no more and no less.

Just enough for him to go back to his bedroom.

Visit the bride.

In the house, there are red candles.

It is very bright.

The whole room is brightly lit by big candles with thick arms.

This is not his previous bedroom. His previous bedroom was smaller and more remote.

But he is going to get married, and Sanniang has prepared a new bedroom for him, which is very big.

Even the place where Gong went out was bigger than the previous room.

He himself also felt a little strange, and sometimes when he walked back, he would often go wrong.

It was a little stranger again tonight.

Lots of big red boxes piled up.

dresser.

There are also many things for women.

The only thing that is his is a wall of books, other things are not his.

It was late when he came in.

The house is very quiet, only a little "squeak" sound.

It seems that someone is stealing it.

Well, either it seems, or someone is stealing it.

I saw the bride sitting by the bed, reaching out to touch the peanuts and dates on the bed, which were sent by Lu Wu, and just now he had someone put them on the bed.

This is a relatively detailed etiquette in the State of Shen, and the people of the State of Jing have not learned it yet.

The main reason is that Jing people do not understand Shen people's interest in homophones and homonyms.

Ku Muchun also carefully studied the etiquette of Shen Guo people in Shen Xuegong, so he knew this.

This time, the bride will eat a peanut when she reaches out her hand, and eat a jujube when she touches a red date. It is a joy to eat.

Ku Muchun looked at it for a while, and the opposite bride suddenly stopped.

Because Chao Hubei originally thought it was a servant girl who came in, but the voice from the other side had not moved for a long time, and her breathing was a bit heavy, she probably understood that it was her husband who came back.

All of a sudden, the peanuts in my hand were neither eaten nor thrown.

Then someone snatched the peanut from her hand.

Hear a snap.

The peanut shells were peeled off.

There are two fat peanut kernels inside, which are red.

Ku Muchun ate one by himself, and gave the other to Chaohubei.

He chewed it, and exaggeratedly surprised: "It's so good!"

Watching Chaohubei's little feet under the red dress kick towards the bottom of the bed, there is a pile of peanut shells underneath.

Chao Hubei couldn't take it anymore, he took off the hijab by himself, and said angrily: "I don't know where my father invited the nanny, who said that the bride of Shen Guo can't eat. I've been hungry all day, and I can't sit still I can't sit still."

Kumuchun saw the bride.

How should I put it, it's not as beautiful as I imagined.

After all, there is a famous classmate in his class. After seeing him, he probably thinks that everyone else looks mediocre.

But not as bad as expected.

The face is a bit round, the eyes are big, the neck is thin, and the arms are long.

When I first held hands, I felt that the other party should be good at martial arts, and the calluses on the hands were very heavy.

"Then do you still eat?" Ku Muchun asked.

Chao Hubei also saw the man opposite him at this moment.

It is different from the weak chicken that my father described, it is not so weak, and it looks tall.

It's not the same as what his playmate Atar said, he is not so dull, and his eyes are very bright.

There is indeed a sour smell of a scholar on his body.

But it looks good.

Well, it's not as good-looking as Prince Yun. When thinking of Prince Cloud, Chao Hubei feels like a nightmare.

But very approachable.

Overall, at first glance, Chaohubei feels pretty good.

She shook her head, then nodded immediately.

"I don't eat peanuts anymore, they are too raw, I want to eat something else."

There is a desk in the bedroom.

It is full of things that are said not to be eaten but only to be seen.

However, Chaohubei is the daughter of General Chaomuer, and she was used to being wild since she was a child. Now that she is looking at a table full of things, she still decides to follow her heart.

Anyway, the hijab was lifted off by itself.

Chaohubei eats very quickly and is not ugly. It should be that the family has cultivated etiquette.

Kumuchun ate a little bit with him, a little bit of everything.

"I have eaten outside. Eating too late is not good for the stomach. Don't overeat after starving in the future."

Kumuchun said in a peaceful voice.

Zhao Hubei thought to himself, is he really a doctor?
But it also slowed down, and after a hiccup, it stopped gracefully.

It was a little quiet in the house for a while.

Chao Hubei suddenly asked: "Prince Yun is here today, do you mind?"

Ku Muchun shook his head: "I'm a little worried that you mind, I'm okay, you used to be you, I was me, we have nothing to do with each other, in the future you will be my wife, I will be your husband, we are one, I will not Let something like that happen to you again."

Chao Hubei blushed, he didn't expect the person in front of him to be so good at coaxing people.

Don't all the men in Jing country go to bed right away?
"Then let's have a drink." Chao Hubei felt that if she sat like this, she might have to sit until dawn, so she said proudly.

Two glasses of wine on the table.

It was the cup of wine that the people of Shen Guo used to drink for newlyweds.

Of course, Shen Guoren originally put a little wine in a delicate small wine cup, and the two of them hooked their hands, thinking that it would be enough to drink it.

But the sincere Jing people prepared two cups.

This wine is still an old wine brewed with tiger bone and deer whip.

The two of them didn't exchange glasses either, the wine glass was facing the wine glass, and when they clinked hard, the full wine swung out.

Then he breathed a sigh of relief at Hubei.

Ku Muchun didn't even have time to stop him, seeing the girl's arrogance, he could only breathe a sigh of relief.

After drinking a lot of alcohol, he suddenly felt dizzy.

He staggered and lay down on the side of the bed.

As a result, he almost lay empty and fell to the ground.

Fortunately, in the middle of the air, his waist was firmly held by someone.

He saw his beautiful wife facing Hubei, holding his waist with her hand, then turned around and threw him on the bed.

The bed in the new house is very soft.

But occasionally I feel like there are unfinished jujubes and peanuts after giving birth.

Dead wood spring felt dizzy and wanted to sleep.

But I feel that someone is tossing on my body, which is hot and uncomfortable.

In the dark night, there is often the sound of peanuts being crushed, and the sound of red dates being crushed.

And the groans of men.

The woman panted shyly.

until the next day.

Kumuchun opened his eyes.

Seeing the woman lying on his body, he felt pain all over his body.

I saw peanuts and dates on the bed.

The woman on the bed actually had a jujube in her mouth, and she kept eating the jujube in her sleep.

The sun shines in from the window a little bit.

His room was very big, and it took a long time for the sunlight to crawl from the ground to the bed and onto his arms.

Crawled onto the face of the woman on his arm.

The woman opened her eyes.

Turning around to see Ku Muchun looking at herself with a smile, she shyly covered the quilt and shrank inside.

Ku Muchun helplessly saw a jujube stone thrown out of the quilt...

He lay quietly, a little satisfied, a little happy.

He's married, he's a grown man, and after that, he's not alone anymore.

Zhao Hubei lifted the quilt and looked up, seeing the smile on her husband's face, she also smirked.

"Husband, what do you want to do most now?"

"Well, I want to write poetry."

Zhao Hubei stared wide-eyed, "You know how to write poetry? Gentle, four-sentence paragraph? My father said that is the most useless."

Then he said: "Forget about writing poems. I will support you. I have a lot of dowry. My father married me with more than 20 shops, more than 2000 cattle and sheep, and more than 1000 horses. You will be responsible for composing poems in the future, and I will be in charge." raise a family."

(End of this chapter)