The cannon fodder original wife's bad story

Chapter 226

The next day was the day to enter the palace. Before the fifth watch drum sounded, everyone in Shaohua Garden except Song Guanzhou got up. The lights were suddenly as bright as day, and the water in the small kitchen was boiled. Maids came in and out, some carrying clothes, some holding shoes, some carrying basins and fans. It was very lively coming and going.

Only Song Guanzhou was sleeping on the bed in the inner room. The bed curtains fell from the top of the bed like flowing water. Her bellyband was loose and her black hair was messy, covering half of the bed.

It's completely different here from the bustle outside.

On the high table outside the bed, a four-cornered lamp with a dim picture of a lotus-picking girl stood on it. Next to it was a large-bellied celadon Xikou vase, in which was inserted a rose branch cut from the honeysuckle a moment ago, two buds, a flower, and crystal clear dewdrops.

There is another layer below the high table, on which is placed a palm-sized white jade three-legged phoenix incense burner with auspicious beads, and the "Qiao Chun Lai" morning incense is newly lit in it.

A faint fragrance lingers in the tranquility.

Pei An walked in quietly and stopped on the step. He originally wanted to urge Song Guanzhou to wake up, but when he saw this scene, he changed his mind.

He sat sideways on the bed, staring at his woman intently.

It feels like a lifetime ago.

It seemed like everything had changed since she came out of the Jianshui room. She used to be dull, aloof, and yet paranoid.

Jianshuifang survived the disaster, and when she woke up, she was full of charisma, as if she had become a different person. But Pei An knew that she was still Song Guanzhou, but Song Guanzhou, who once loved him deeply, pursued him, and wished that everything would be put on him, was dead.

Now, Song Guanzhou has mentioned more than once that couples should live happily while they are still together.

"Is this the only kind of happiness? Why don't you think about the good things? You and I must grow old together." Deeply in love, Pei An bit her lips and promised in a hoarse voice.

She was like a goddess flying into the sky, clinging to the end of happiness.

"Who knows what will happen in the future, Silang, don't plot too much, or you may end up losing more than you gain."

He said he was happy, but at this moment Song Guanzhou always felt a sense of sadness crawling out of his bones. If Song Guanzhou knew what he was thinking, he would definitely complain: That's not bones, it's soul! It's the powerful character setting of the original work!

Maybe the plot may not be exactly the same, but the character setting will ensure that the plot does not deviate.

Song Guanzhou did not sleep well the night before, and was entangled by Pei An last night. The sadness soothed by lust needed sleep to make up. If it were not for the urgent matter of entering the palace, or if the sky was not falling, Song Guanzhou would not want to get up.

She let Pei An bite her earlobe and blow on her, and she just twisted on the bed like a snake, her charm as if she was drugged.

"Shiro, can't you not go?"

"Of course I can't."

Pei An also felt a little regretful. Before the big event, he couldn't hold back, but now seeing Song Guanzhou's loose bellyband and his snow-white skin exposed, he couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

"But I am really tired."

I couldn't open my eyes, I couldn't stand up, and my bones felt weak and achy.

Pei An bit her neck hard, "Hurry up, fairy!"

This is why the king doesn't hold court early in the morning!

Fortunately, Ren Dong outside couldn't wait any longer, so she knocked on the door softly, "Fourth Master, I'm afraid you have to ask the young lady to get up, it's getting late."

Entering the palace, one must dress up in gorgeous clothes. This time, dressing up is time-consuming and laborious. If it is delayed any later, it may be delayed. Pei An almost wanted to embed the boneless girl in his arms into his body, "I will not forgive you when you come back in the evening."

Song Guanzhou's eyes were lazy and he smiled foolishly, "Who knows how lively it will be today."

Pei An held her on his knees and helped her put on her underwear. "I've already told my aunt that nothing will happen if she takes care of you. Just be good today and follow her." Song Guanzhou raised his eyes, his pupils were blank. "You also told my aunt..."

"Of course I want to say that I wanted to ask my second sister-in-law for help, but she and you don't get along very well, so I'm afraid she won't be able to give you more advice. Besides--"

Pei An pinched her face gently, it was soft as water, it was really hard to let go, "It should be like this, you are impulsive, there is no news from your cousin, I am afraid that you will see others say a few words to sow discord, and you will get angry. The palace is not like the mansion, you can't make a mistake. The royal family is majestic, don't offend."

Song Guanzhou remembered all the etiquette taught yesterday.

Now she knew that Pei An was really doing this for her own good. No matter how miserable her life was, she couldn't be caught and beaten to death by the eunuchs in front of the emperor and empress before being beheaded! If she did that, she would have suffered in vain in Jianshuifang...

A woman who knows right from wrong is the most pleasing to the eye.

"Don't worry, Silang. I will be a good boy today. I will follow my aunt closely and be a pretty vase. No matter what others say, I will just lower my head and smile lightly. How do you think?"

Pei An smiled and said, "You don't have to be so restrained, but don't act like a queen like you do at home."

"Don't worry."

After that, the couple had no time to whisper to each other. Honeysuckle knocked on the door again, bringing lotus flowers with her, and came in to help Song Guanzhou dress up. The dawn was already visible outside, and they could not delay any longer.

This was Song Guanzhou's first time to put on makeup. Although she was a young wife of low rank, her parents' and husband's families were not poor. Ren Dong brought out the dress. Although it was summer, she had to wear court clothes. Song Guanzhou had no rank, so she had to dress accordingly.

The dress was complicated. In addition to the close-fitting undergarment, she wore two layers of moon-white undergarments on the outside. Both were made of soft white silk from Jiangzhou. The collar and cuffs were embroidered with camellia lace patterns in Tibetan gold thread. Both were cross-collared tops, and she wore lead-white baggy trousers with flower bud trims at the ankles.

Rendong also asked Qingfang to bring the outer gown and long skirt that she had hung out and ironed last night, and the top jacket made of imperial color cloud brocade. Unlike the inner garment, this top jacket was solid color with wide sleeves and only had peony patterns woven with silver thread, which contrasted with the crab blue brocade pleated skirt. Then she took out a waist band with a silver-white background and imperial color peony patterns in green and blue.

Lianhua brought another tray, on which were placed a set of palace belts, two gold filigree forbidden steps, and a red jade lock sachet. Then Lotus brought a tray, on which were the black silk socks that Zhuanggu had just finished sewing this morning, and the cloud-toed shoes with goose yellow uppers and pink patterns that she had collected pearls on yesterday.

Qingfang and Qingfei each held a mirror with a diamond-shaped handle and a double phoenix pattern, and stood on the left and right of Song Guanzhou.

Combing her hair into a bun, applying powder and rouge, Honeysuckle methodically dressed up Song Guanzhou step by step. As the morning light outside gradually rose, a graceful noble lady with a gold and silver pattern of four phoenixes holding ribbons appeared in the mirror. She had a high bun on her head, with a palm-sized auspicious gold sapphire blue hairpin and two kingfisher hairpins on the side. The overall look was fresh and elegant, but not overshadowing the rest of the girl.

Even so, it cannot hide her oval face as bright as the bright moon. Her eyes are full of spring, her eyebrows are long and reach her temples. She is bright even without smiling. She should be gentle and charming, but she still has a heroic spirit.

"Young Madam, you are truly the most beautiful woman in the world."

Song Guanzhou looked at himself in the mirror and felt sorry for himself. He suddenly sneered, "This is how good God is to me."