The hottest month of July is over and August is here.

All the ministers were visibly busy.

In addition to attending court every morning and discussing matters in the royal study, Her Majesty the Queen spends most of her time in Changming Palace to accompany her daughter.

Several young ministers in the court worked hard and shared a large part of the court affairs for Her Majesty the Queen. Yun Heng asked Her Majesty to return to his hometown. In the past two years, his official career has been smooth and he has been rising steadily. Many matchmakers in Beijing want to be a matchmaker for him. They were all declined by Yun Heng.

He wanted to go home and take over his wife and mother, and he would no longer think of matchmakers. He would not have to explain the fact that he already had a wife.

Her Majesty agreed and gave him two months' leave.

Wen Zhan asked His Majesty for a marriage without any warning.

"Marriage?" Chu Qinghuang raised his eyebrows, "Didn't you say you don't want to get married?"

Wen Zhan said respectfully: "I have changed my mind."

"Who are you marrying?"

"Princess of Prince Rong's Mansion."

Chu Qinghuang took a sip of tea and was a little surprised, but not that surprised.

More than half a year has passed since King Rong wanted to marry his daughter to Wen Zhan.

For more than half a year, Chu Qinghuang's stomach had been silent for a long time, which made Fu Cang feel like an ant on a hot pot all day long. Finally, it was June, and more than a month had passed since the birth and confinement.

Chu Qinghuang didn't pay attention to the marriage of his ministers at all, so he didn't know the progress between Wen Zhan and Princess Rong's Mansion.

Time passes quite quickly.

Unexpectedly, the two of them finally got married.

fine.

"Okay, since you have thought about it, I am naturally happy to see it come to fruition." Chu Qinghuang said, "How many months do you plan to do it?"

"The sooner the better." Wen Zhan sighed, "The princess said she is already eighteen years old. If she continues to delay, she will be an old girl at the age of nineteen next year."

Chu Qinghuang's expression was subtle, and the gaze that fell on Wen Zhan's face revealed a bit of consideration: "Isn't it because he was forced to marry?"

"...No." Wen Zhan shook his head slowly, with a smile on his face, "I am willing. The princess has a good temperament, a good temper, and everything is good. It is my blessing to marry her. ”

Chu Qinghuang nodded.

Well, it doesn’t look like he’s being forced to look at that expression, but rather he looks like he’s enjoying it.

"I excuse myself."

As soon as Wen Zhan left, Fucang brought his daughter over from the side hall. This month, he had adapted to the joy of being a father for the first time. In addition to accompanying Chu Qinghuang, his greatest pleasure every day was communicating with his daughter.

The two-month-old child has exceptionally clear eyes. When she wakes up, she looks at people quietly, as if she understands everything. Fucang sometimes makes her laugh, but he finds that his daughter doesn't like to laugh.

Yes, in addition to not being fond of crying, my daughter also doesn’t like to laugh. Her eyes are too beautiful, her little face is sparkling and translucent, and her eyes look particularly lively.

But no matter how much he teased him, she always looked at him calmly. Fucang sometimes even felt that his daughter looked at him like he was a fool.

"I find that I seem to have fallen out of favor recently." Chu Qinghuang said calmly, reaching out to take the baby daughter from his arms, "The love in your heart has become a daughter, and I have to take second place."

"My daughter is a close relative, and Nuan Nuan is my true love." Fu Cang lowered his head and kissed her face. "This is the first time Nuan Nuan has shown jealousy. I am very happy and feel needed."

Chu Qinghuang said: "That's because you love your daughter so much that you have begun to neglect me."

Fucang pursed his lips, "Your Majesty has wronged me."

"How come I have wronged you?"

"Woman Wen's mother is weak after giving birth and needs to be nursed back to health. She can't rush to enjoy herself, so I put more energy on my daughter. This way I can better disperse my energy and stop thinking about things I shouldn't think about." Fu Cang smiled and defended, "I am doing this for His Majesty's health."

Chu Qinghuang squinted at him: "This reason sounds very reasonable."

"But my daughter is two months old, so she should be able to eat meat tonight." Fucang whispered, taking her daughter over, "Let the wet nurse take her over and watch her."

Chu Qinghuang was silent for a while: "Why do I think you think of me only when you are in need?"

Fucang said in a sincere tone: "I don't need warmth all the time. If I can't see you for a while, my heart will feel empty."

Chu Qinghuang: "..."

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