The spring night is short and fleeting.
Song Fu felt that just as he closed his eyes, he heard the gentle footsteps of the maid outside the house.
"Sir, it's time to serve tea to the master and his wife."
The person who spoke was the dowry wife brought by Mingxiang. Her tone was gentle but she had to call them to get up. The bride must not be late when serving tea to her mother-in-law and father-in-law for the first time.
After she finished speaking, she pointed to the maid next to her to prepare hot water.
Song Fu opened his eyes, gently tucked the messy hair on his forehead behind the ears of the person in his arms, and whispered: "Ming Xiang..."
He spoke softly, but Mingxiang unconsciously stretched out his hand and pushed himself into Song Fu's arms.
"Ah."
Song Fu chuckled lightly and picked him up.
The girl had a tired look on her face, her eyes were half-opened and she looked confused, which made Song Fu's heart soften.
He stood up and picked up their clothes from yesterday and tidied them up. Then he went to the closet to get his and his wife's underwear and other clothes.
When Song Fu walked back to the bed, Mingxiang was still sleeping peacefully on the bed, with no intention of getting up.
The woman outside the house knocked on the door again, and Song Fu said: "You go and prepare the things that will be brought into the palace today. You don't need to help with the rest of washing and changing clothes."
Smiling, he picked up his little daughter-in-law who was sleeping in a soft puddle from the quilt. Song helped her pull up the clothes and help her put them on little by little.
When he was teasing the sleeping child, Mingxiang opened his eyes in a daze.
As soon as she saw the naked Song Fu, she suddenly became red from head to toe.
"Husband...husband...I..."
She wanted to raise her hand to grab Song's underwear in the armrest, but as soon as she stretched out her hand, she quickly retracted into the quilt in shame. Yesterday's scene of the two of them stroking each other's neck, their lips and teeth melting even more, all came back, and Mingxiang felt like his face was on fire.
"Speak slower."
Song Fu smiled lowly, and his low voice seemed to be filled with magic, making Mingxiang's head dizzy after hearing it.
She was hugged into his arms, and Song helped her pull up the soft underwear and put it on.
"me……"
Song Fu's eyes were full of smiles: "I remember that your husband, my husband, shouted very neatly yesterday."
He couldn't explain it at all, and when Song Fu teased Mingxiang like this, he couldn't even utter a single word. Song Fu was not in a hurry and just put on clothes and shoes for her one by one like he was playing with a little baby.
When he was pulled out of the room, Mingxiang was still in a daze, and he didn't know where he was going.
"My slave is putting on grandma's makeup and combing her hair."
The maid came forward to clean Ming Xiang's hands and face, put on a woman's bun, applied rouge and gouache, and then led her to Song Fu.
"Are you feeling better? If you feel unwell, I'll ask my wife to carry the sedan chair for you."
Mingxiang shook his head quickly when he heard this: "Myself...myself..."
She pointed to herself, indicating that no one needed to carry the sedan.
Originally, the number of maids and wives she brought with her when she married into the Song Dynasty was very illegal, but her grandmother felt sorry for her and was afraid that she would not be able to run the family in the future. Then many stewards were arranged to help her.
She was grateful for her grandmother's love, but she was also afraid of causing dissatisfaction among the people of the Song family.
If I sit in a sedan chair and serve tea to my parents-in-law again, I am afraid that if word spreads, others will say that I am a bride.
The more anxious she became, the more speechless she became. All the women and maids in the house held their breath and did not dare to speak out, for fear that their young lady would offend her husband on the first day of their wedding.
Unexpectedly, Song Fu just smiled and nodded: "I will support you for a while."
Mingxiang blushed, pursed her lips and smiled sweetly.
The two of them went all the way to Song Lanan's yard.
After offering incense to his ancestors, Song Fu accompanied Ming Xiang to meet the elders, juniors and the housekeeper one by one. Almost everyone in the Song Mansion showed up. Even Yang Pianzhi was waiting in the main hall early with a happy face. Only Mrs. Song was absent.
The couple paid their respects to everyone, and Mingxiang met his brothers and sisters in the mansion to give them gifts. They were busy until noon before taking a break.
Song Fu was okay, but the person in his arms was extremely tired.
"Husband, I...I...Mrs....are here to serve you?"
Song Fu shook his head: "No need."
After thinking about it, he added: "You will know later."
Although Mingxiang has a clear mind, she is also a girl from a noble family. Just by hearing these words, she knew that Mrs. Song's serious illness was fake, and there must be something hidden in it.
After carefully thinking about Mrs. Song's background, she felt that she had guessed Xi Wufen.
"Father will leave the money in the house to you, just go ahead and ask Nanny Song if you don't understand. She is an old man left behind by my mother. Don't worry."
Mingxiang pursed his lips and smiled, his eyes full of admiration for Song Fu.
The two had lunch at Song Mansion before taking a carriage to the palace.
On the carriage, Song held Mingxiang in his arms and let her take a nap against him. When the carriage drove to the palace gate, he woke her up.
"My aunt is kind, you don't have to worry."
When Chang Ping came to pick them up, he saw the young couple looking affectionate and sweet. He covered his lips and smiled, and quickly welcomed him to Changxin Palace.
Song Yuning and Song Wan had been waiting in Changxin Palace for a long time. They were dressed very festively today. Even Shen Qianbai wore a water-red robe covered with silver patterns and embroidery.
Several people sat in the palace and waited quietly. Song Yuning nervously fiddled with the golden hairpin on her head.
"I'm afraid my aunt is more reserved than the bride today."
Song Wan smiled softly and teased Song Yuning.
"She actually laughed at my aunt."
After being teased, Song Yuning relaxed, touched Shen Qianbai's cheek and said, "You don't need to wear this mask to see your cousin."
After hearing this, Shen Qianbai paused and took off the mask from his face.
When Mingxiang stepped into the Changxin Palace, she saw the three people inside standing up together. She was already nervous, but seeing this situation, she secretly recited the names along the way in her heart, and it became difficult and unfamiliar again.
"I have met Empress Yun, the third prince, Song Chenghui."
Song Fu saluted the three of them, while Shen Qianbai and Song Wan both turned aside to avoid his salute.
After her husband's voice fell, Ming Xiang spoke nervously: "I've seen... I've seen... Your Majesty, I've seen... The Third... Emperor, I've seen... Cheng... Chenghui."
She spoke slowly, but her face was already flushed.
She didn't feel so embarrassed when facing Song Fu, but when facing Song Yuning and Song Fu's juniors, she felt ashamed that she had embarrassed her husband.
Unexpectedly, Shen Qianbai and Song Wan didn't pay attention to this. They both replied that they had met their cousin and sister-in-law.
Song Yuning also smiled heartily: "Good boy, there is no need to be nervous. If you don't speak well, just speak slowly. We are a family that will spend a lifetime together. How can we be anxious about this moment?"
"Sister-in-law, just listen to your aunt, that's right."
Several people did not laugh at Mingxiang, nor did they pretend that nothing happened like other people she had met before. They did not mention the problem of her speech impediment, but they all showed tenderness and kindness, which made Mingxiang feel three emotions deep in her heart. Come on, be stubborn.
Why did she have to give such a stupid speech?
Turning her head to look at Song Fu, who was looking at her tenderly, Mingxiang swore to herself that the next time she entered the palace, she would be able to greet Concubine Yun and others neatly.
