Chapter 618: Be prepared for danger in times of peace (22)

Chapter 618: Be prepared for danger in times of peace (22)

Seeing her whispering with his personal eunuch Fuquan, Yan Chengfeng looked at Zhu Fuli with suspicion, "Mother, what is the relationship between An An and Shen Siwei?"

Meng Lingxi and the Empress Dowager beside her also looked over.

Zhu Fuli said: "They love each other."

Yan Chengfeng was surprised.

Yan Tinglan raised his hand, and someone behind him handed him a bright yellow imperial edict and placed it in his palm.

He casually threw it to Yan Chengfeng, "It will be announced tomorrow."

Yan Chengfeng opened it and after reading it, his eyes stayed on the wedding date: September 20th.

There is still nearly a year to go.

"Show me." said the Empress Dowager.

Yan Chengfeng handed over the imperial edict. The Empress Dowager read it carefully and sighed, "It is time for my youngest granddaughter to get married. Since you, Lan'er, have written the edict, this child must be excellent."

"Call him over so I can see him too."

"September 20th? Not bad. Spring is a bit too busy, summer is too hot, winter is too cold, and autumn is just right."

"But what is his official position? Who else is in his family?"

When Sui Zhao came back, he heard what his grandmother said. He sat back down beside her, a little embarrassed, and said, "Grandma, I have something to tell you."

The Empress Dowager frowned and then relaxed her brows as she listened, and finally patted her hands and said, "As long as An An is happy."

Soon, Shen Siwei was brought over and bowed to everyone present.

Yan Chengfeng glanced at him with some suspicion, and the Empress Dowager waved at him, "Come to me."

"Yes."

In the end, Shen Siwei had lunch together in the Cining Palace, and discussed state affairs with Yan Chengfeng before leaving the palace.

Sui Zhao sent him out and asked, "When will you come to see me tomorrow?"

"It's around 9 o'clock." Shen Siwei pulled her cloak tightly, "Go back. You've been traveling a lot. You should have a good rest."

"You too."

After seeing her figure disappear around the corner, Shen Siwei left the palace.

The next day, just as Sui Zhao woke up, Shuang Xu and other palace maids helped her wash up. Shuang Xu said, "Your Highness, Princess Ming Jing is here and is sitting in the outer hall."

After returning to the palace, Shuang Xu changed his address to "Your Highness".

Princess Mingjing is Yan Rurong. She is four years older than Sui Zhao and married the son of Marquis Pingnan three years ago.

Sui Zhao nodded, left the outer hall, and asked, "Why did you come to see me?"

Her relationship with these cousins ​​is better than usual, and her relationship with Yan Rurong is better than others.

"The Emperor's uncle and aunt are back, so I have to go to the palace to greet them. I came to see you as a coincidence. I heard that the Emperor's uncle has arranged a marriage for you." Yan Rurong was acting very formal outside, but she was sitting casually here.

As a person who wanted to find someone else to be her mother because her biological mother treated her badly when she was a child, she didn't have many rules in her mind.

Four years ago, except for Yan Chengfeng, all the other princes and princesses changed their ways.

"Well, I brought you a present."

Yan Rurong saw Shuang Xu bringing a box over, took it and looked at it, "Is it just me who has it or does everyone have it?"

"I have so much free time to bring it to other people? You are just a by-product."

She raised the corner of her mouth, took the gift and left, "I won't disturb you from having breakfast."

After breakfast, Sui Zhao lay down in the hall and read for a while. Soon, a black shadow covered his eyes.

She moved the book away, "Shen Luyuan, you're here."

"Ah."

Sui Zhao reached out to him, "Pull me up."

Shen Siwei held her hand, but she exerted force and pulled him down.

Shen Siwei half-knelt down, supported himself with one hand at her side, and leaned over her.

"Oh, why are you so careless?" She smiled maliciously.

He looked at her helplessly, got up from her and sat beside her.

The wedding date is next September, and considering the way she loves to tease him all day long, it's a bit hard to bear.

Shen Siwei held her shoulders and asked her to sit up, but she slipped into his arms and said, "Lean on him."

He lowered his head and stroked her hair.

Sui Zhao turned his head in his arms and grabbed his collar, "Did you receive the imperial edict?"

"Ah."

"The wedding is next September. What do you think?"

Shen Siwei looked at her opening and closing red lips, his eyes slightly warm. He lifted her cheek with his fingers, lowered his head and kissed her heavily.

She pursed her lips, then smiled and said, "Do you want to kiss me?"

He held her hand and kissed her again, smiling with eyes that seemed to have stars hidden in them.

Sui Zhao took the initiative to kiss him on the lips, "Would you like to stay and have lunch with me?"

"Minchasi has something to do. I'll sit for a while and then leave."

"Okay." She nuzzled into his arms, "I'll hold you for a while."

As the end of the year approaches, all emperors love to hold palace banquets, but starting from Yan Tinglan, they are too lazy to do these things. They think that instead of holding palace banquets, it is better to use the money to improve people's livelihood.

Later, Yan Chengfeng succeeded to the throne and inherited Yan Tinglan's style.

On New Year's Eve, Sui Zhao listened to his relatives talking and laughing, and teased his nephews and nieces. He held his cheek with his hand and poked the snacks on the stove with chopsticks.

Shuang Xu leaned close to her ear and said, "Your Highness, Lord Shen is here."

Upon hearing this, Sui Zhao happily put on his shawl and went out.

On a snowy night with flying flowers, he stood in a corridor hung with red lanterns. The flickering candlelight cast light and shadow on his face, softening his stern brows in an instant.

"Shen Luyuan!" She threw herself into his arms, "I haven't seen you for five days."

Shen Siwei held her in his arms, stroked her hair, and explained in a low voice: "The Mingchasi conducted a secret visit to the officials in Beijing as usual before the New Year. I was a bit busy and couldn't come to see you."

"I know you wrote me a letter." She put her hands into his warm cloak and looked up at him. "Want to go in and see them?"

"Okay." Shen Siwei touched the little tiger head on her head with his fingers.

Next year is the Year of the Tiger.

After entering and paying his respects, the Empress Dowager gave him a lucky money purse. Shen Siwei was stunned for a moment, then his expression softened. “Thank you, Empress Dowager, for your kindness.”

Afterwards, he received the New Year's purses handed to him by Zhu Fuli and thrown to him by Yan Tinglan, and thanked them one by one.

Sui Zhao pulled him to sit in a corner and took the eight-treasure cake that was being baked on the stove. "Want to eat?"

Shen Siwei nodded, and then the Eight Treasures Cake was handed to his lips.

He met her sparkling eyes and ate from her hand.

When the sound of firecrackers began, Sui Zhao pulled his hand and said, "Shen Siwei, happy new year."

Shen Siwei's eyebrows softened, "An An, happy new year."

"Let's go and wish our parents a happy new year, and ask for a red envelope." She smiled and took Shen Siwei's hand to wish everyone a happy new year, and also received congratulations from her nephews and nieces.

Only at this moment did Shen Siwei realize that the royal family also had kindness.

After paying New Year's greetings, everyone returned to their respective palaces. Shen Siwei accompanied Sui Zhao to her Jiaoyang Palace.

Before leaving, she kissed the corner of his lips and said, "Shen Luyuan, see you later."

Shen Siwei took her hand and placed a jade pendant in her palm. "I carved it myself. It's a New Year gift."

Sui Zhao lowered his head and looked at it for a while. There were four words carved on it: "Peace Every Year". The osmanthus flowers were carved vividly, and the words were firm and unrestrained.

The palace maids had already tactfully left.

She raised her head and kissed him again, "I didn't prepare a gift for you, so I'll give you another kiss as a return gift."

"I'll ask for it myself." Shen Siwei leaned over, held her head, kissed her lips, and explored kissing and biting her.

The feeling she got was different from a simple kiss, and she was stunned for a moment and forgot to react.