Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

The Prime Minister and the Prime Minister's wife, who were standing aside and had been worried about him, looked at each other and then looked at each other.

Both of them breathed a sigh of relief, feeling somewhat relieved.

They know their little son too well and know his temperament.

If he really doesn't want to, I'm afraid the church visit won't go so smoothly.

If you really want to make a fuss, you can make this kiss a fuss and completely mess it up.

They were worried before that if he really made a fuss and angered the empress, the consequences would be unimaginable.

But now——

Fortunately, he was sensible and did not do anything inappropriate in such a public place.

The worship service ended successfully, and the empress was also very happy.

None of the terrible consequences happened.

They smiled happily and clapped.

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The delicate young master was quickly sent to the bridal chamber.

The matchmaker and the boy who had served him since childhood accompanied him.

In the spacious and bright wedding room, the incense burner was lit with the faint scent of pear blossom and sandalwood.

Red candles with dragons and phoenixes were lit, and peanuts, longans, and various pastries were piled high on the table.

After entering the backyard, the excitement in the front yard could no longer be heard.

The backyard was very quiet, with only a few maids walking back and forth carrying gift boxes, extremely busy.

After entering the bridal chamber, the door was closed and the matchmaker was guarding outside.

A young boy named Xia Lin was left, feeling uneasy and looking outside with a nervous expression.

"Sir, are you okay? Are you hungry? Do you want something to eat?"

The young master, who was still wearing a fox fur cloak and a red hijab, moved a little.

Subconsciously, I wanted to lift the red hijab that was an eyesore.

Xia Lin saw it and hurriedly stopped him: "Sir! You can't do this. It's up to the general to lift the hijab. It's unlucky to lift it yourself."

The young master, who had never followed the rules, made a move.

Like a little depressed and irritable.

"Where do all these rules come from? I'm hungry! How can I eat with this covered?"

He was very squeamish and could not bear any grievance.

The voice was soft, even if it was a complaint, it still contained a hint of annoyance.

Xia Lin opened his mouth, wanting to explain.

But before he could say anything, he saw his young master, who was originally very casual, put down his hand.

No more lifting.

He was verbally unhappy, but unexpectedly complied.

Like a arrogant kitten, it looks fierce, but it is still very obedient.

do not know why.

Xia Lin was stunned.

Normally the young master would not follow the rules so well, why today...

"What are you doing standing still? I'm hungry!"

He held his stomach and sounded fiercer.

"Go get me some snacks, I want to eat them!"

After working hard all day, he was starving!

Xia Lin immediately retracted his thoughts, "Okay, okay, sir, please wait for a while, Xia Lin will go right away."

After that, he turned around and ran out.

The door opened and closed.

The squeamish and overbearing young master was the only one left in the room.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, covered with a red hijab, covering his empty stomach and lowering his head.

Quietly look at the palm of your hand.

The melted sugar was gone and he didn't even get to eat it.

The young master pursed his lips, lowered his head, and his beautiful eyelashes trembled.

Staring at the palm of my hand, I saw that the sugar stains on it were still there, red and sticky.

It also exudes an indescribable fragrance.

Like the smell of her body.

Sweet and smells particularly good.

He stared at it for a while, then slowly contracted his fingertips.