How could my childhood sweetheart be the current empress?

As expected, Xu Xiqian's crying disturbed the temple residents who had already fallen asleep.

Countless eyes peeked out from the windows and looked towards them, wanting to know which unfaithful man had made the girl cry so sadly.

Being watched by so many people, the thin-skinned young lady couldn't hold back her crying. Her crying became much quieter and she sobbed in Xu Chengling's arms.

And no matter what, it is wrong to disturb others at night.

"Or... let's go back first."

Xu Xiqian's delicate face turned bright red as she whispered in Xu Chengling's ear.

"Okay, then I'll carry you back."

Xu Chengling nodded, suddenly reached out and grasped the other's round little buttocks, and with his other hand, he held her delicate arm and picked her up.

Then, he left the place under the gaze of everyone.

I wonder how many lay disciples who saw this scene wanted to return to secular life.

"Amitabha, what's so good about this? Go back and rest. We have to get up and work tomorrow."

Upon seeing this, the abbot waved his hand and signaled everyone to go to bed early.

On the other side, Xu Chengling walked out of the gate of Lingyin Temple holding the eldest lady in his arms.

At this moment, he couldn't help but look at Xu Xiqian's attire. He saw that she was wearing a gray-blue monk's robe and a monk's hat on her head, and her hair could not be seen.

"Qian'er, you haven't shaved your head yet..."

Before he could finish, he was greeted by a series of punches from Xu Xiqian's little pink fists.

However, she was reluctant to hit her brother Cheng Ling hard and hurt him. She just pretended to hit him lightly a few times and then took off her monk's hat.

I saw a head of black hair falling loosely, it turned out that it was all stuffed into the hat.

It is worth mentioning that Xu Xiqian's hair only reached her shoulders. Now with her hair loose and her eyes red, she looks cute in a different way.

"That bald donkey said that I was not yet finished with my life and he would not shave my hair no matter what."

Xu Xiqian pouted and complained in Xu Chengling's arms.

"But it is precisely because of this that Qian'er still has her hair. If she really shaved her head, it would be too ugly."

"That's good. Whether you have hair or not, you are still my Qian'er."

Xu Chengling nodded. It was of course better to still have hair. It would look much better than shaving his head.

Not everyone can handle a bald head, unless you become bald and stronger.

Suddenly, a delicate black figure slowly walked towards the front.

"Master, Miss, Tong'er is here to take you back."

The person who came was Tong Xin. She was wearing a tight black dress, which showed off her exquisite figure.

She has been waiting here since the troublesome Miss Fox left.

Seeing that the eldest lady was safe and sound, she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Although there were many twists and turns during the process, fortunately the person has been found, and the next step is to return to the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Considering that Xu Chengling had been searching for so long and his physical strength was a bit exhausted, Tongxin had to carry Xu Xiqian back to the Xiangguo Mansion on his back.

Because Tongxin had cleaned up before, nothing unexpected happened on their way back.

When the plaque of the Prime Minister's Mansion gradually appeared before his eyes, Xu Chengling was already exhausted.

But fortunately, they finally returned to the Xiangguo Mansion and returned to their home.

At this time in the past, the lights in the Prime Minister's Mansion had been turned off for rest, but today was particularly different. The entire Prime Minister's Mansion was brightly lit.

At this time, Tongxin also put the eldest lady down, and the three of them stood at the door of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

But what they didn't expect was that many servants had gathered at the door at this time. They were holding lanterns and discussing how to find the eldest lady.

Just then, a servant looked over and saw Xu Chengling and others standing at the door.

"Look, the master is back. Wait, isn't that the eldest lady? Great, the master has found the eldest lady!"

"Great! Miss is safe!"

"Woo woo, miss, we've been looking for you for a long time. We're so glad to see that you're okay."

A group of servants gathered around, some were overjoyed, some were crying, and some were concerned, but there was no doubt that they were all concerned about the safety of the eldest lady.

Now that they saw that the eldest lady was safe and sound, they could finally relax and ran back to the Prime Minister's Mansion to report the great news.

For a moment, the entire Xiangguo Mansion was immersed in joy.

"Wow wow, Miss, you're finally back, that's great!"

When Xu Xiqian's maid saw her come back, she couldn't help crying. If something happened to the eldest lady, she would not want to live anymore.

"So... everyone cares about me so much?"

When Xu Xiqian looked at the scene in front of her, she suddenly felt extremely warm and touched in her heart. She didn't expect that there were so many people who cared about her.

"Ever since we learned that you ran away from home, everyone in the Xiangguo Mansion has been working hard to find you. They are all very worried about your safety. Now that you can return safely, it is the best news for them."

Xu Chengling on the side said calmly. He looked at the group of Xiangfu servants in front of him and couldn't help but smile:

"Everyone has worked hard. This month everyone's salary will be doubled, and everyone will be rewarded with a sum of silver."

"Wow! The master is generous!"

Upon hearing that their salary would be doubled this month and there would be an extra bonus, the servants were so happy that they jumped up on the spot with excitement.

This also made them more convinced that following the master would be a good idea.

Looking at the excited crowd, Xu Chengling continued:

"It's getting late. You should all go back and rest. You will be allowed to rest in the morning tomorrow."

"Yes, thank you, sir!"

After thanking Xu Chengling, the servants all dispersed.

After everyone left, Xu Chengling turned around and asked Tong Xin:

"Tong'er, who is in charge of the accounts in the mansion now?"

"It is my wife who is in charge of the account book now."

"Oh no! I have to spend so much money all of a sudden. I wonder if my wife will be angry."

Xu Chengling couldn't help but think that there were many servants in the Prime Minister's Mansion, and this was not a small number.

However, considering the size of the Xiangguo Mansion, this expenditure can be recovered quickly.

In fact, if Yan Jixue knew about this, she might want to kill him directly.

The plan she had worked so hard to come up with was now going to be ruined.

After sending Xu Xiqian back to her room, Xu Chengling told her to have a good rest tonight and come to him tomorrow to discuss anything, but she was absolutely not allowed to run away from home again.

If there's a next time, he'll beat the other person's ass into pieces.

After dealing with the eldest lady's affairs, Xu Chengling was too tired to move and was too lazy to take a shower at night. He just washed his feet as usual and returned to his room.

"Wait, it's so late, and my wife is still not asleep?"

At this time, Xu Chengling discovered that his room was still lit.

It’s so late and my wife hasn’t fallen asleep yet. What’s going on?

Thinking of this, he walked towards the room.

Chapter 62: This smile destroyed the relationship between husband and wife for ten years

Xu Chengling stood at the door and found that the door of the room was still slightly open and not closed.

Could it be that my wife is worried that he won’t be able to get home at night?

Xu Chengling felt a little warm in his heart and pushed the door open.

Inside the house, there was a pretty figure sitting at the desk, lighting a lamp at night, writing on rice paper with a focused expression.

He felt a little surprised, thinking that his wife had fallen asleep. He didn't expect that she was still practicing calligraphy so late.

In order not to disturb his wife, Xu Chengling closed the door gently and walked quietly behind her.

I saw the lady holding a thin, hard paintbrush in her hand, painting a portrait on a clean piece of rice paper.

The painting shows a man with star-like eyebrows, a straight nose, thin lips and silver teeth. What a handsome man with ancient style.

He noticed that the corners of the man's mouth seemed to be slightly raised, with a familiar smirk, and the more he looked at it, the more familiar he felt.

Wait, Xu Chengling suddenly reacted.

Isn’t the handsome man in this painting himself?

It turned out that the lady was painting a portrait of him. It was a very beautiful painting. I didn’t expect that the lady was so accomplished in calligraphy and painting.

As expected of a royal family, with her intelligence, she should be good at playing the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

However, Xu Chengling found that his wife's lips were slightly moving, as if she was muttering something, but the voice was too soft and one could not hear it clearly unless one put one's ear close to it.

"You bad guy, your smile is really ugly. Look, I'm going to draw a turtle on your forehead."

Yan Jixue looked at the smirking man in the painting and muttered softly.

At this moment, Xu Chengling couldn't help but walk over, gently placed his hand on his wife's shoulder, looked at the man in the painting and smiled:

"My lady, what are you painting? The man in the painting is so handsome, could he be your handsome husband?"

"Ah, when did you come back?"

Yan Jixue's delicate body couldn't help but tremble, and she quickly covered the portrait on the paper with her hands.

But her doing so was of no avail, as Xu Chengling, who was standing behind her, had already seen everything.

So, she couldn't help but pout her lips, pretended to roll her eyes at him, and said angrily;

"Don't be so conceited. I'm not drawing you. The person I drew is much more handsome than you."

Yan Jixue tried her best to conceal it, but the bewildered look on her face was clearly about to break.

"Oh, then I'll smile and you can see if it looks like me."

Xu Chengling raised the corner of his mouth and smiled wickedly. When Yan Jixue saw it, she was speechless again.

Originally, she just wanted to practice painting casually, but as she was painting, a face appeared in her mind, especially the smirk on the other person's mouth.

She seemed to be possessed by a demon, and the hand holding the paintbrush involuntarily painted this face on the paper.

No matter how hard Yan Jixue tried to pretend to be tough, after looking at the man in the painting and then at the smirk on the bad guy's face, they were not exactly the same, but they were certainly similar.

"You, you are not allowed to watch."

Yan Jixue's pretty face turned red. She wanted to crumple the portrait into a ball, but when she thought that she had spent a whole night drawing it, she felt reluctant to do so.

So she put the portrait back into the cabinet of her desk and didn't show it to him.

"What's so good about the portrait? Your husband is here every day. Just looking at your husband is enough."

Xu Chengling couldn't help but teasing her, he thought that his wife must miss him too much and couldn't see him, so he secretly drew a portrait and looked at it when she missed him.

This feeling of being thought of by my wife seems to be quite good.

"What's so funny? If you laugh again...I will draw a turtle on your face."

Being laughed at by the other party, even Yan Jixue felt a little angry and embarrassed, and picked up the paintbrush in her hand and pretended to threaten him.

"Okay, then I won't laugh anymore... Phew."

Looking at his wife's blushing face, Xu Chengling couldn't help laughing again. His wife was so cute.

With this smile, the ten years of love between husband and wife were gone.

"You bad husband, stop making fun of me."

Hearing this smile, Yan Jixue felt so ashamed and angry that she stretched out her slender hand and pinched the soft flesh on the other's waist.

"It hurts, my lady, please spare my life."