sjar Chapter 364: Like raising a canary?
Chapter 364: Like raising a canary?
Three days before the wedding, the palace sent a sample of the seventh prince's wedding dress.
As soon as Liang Junze unfolded the red robe embroidered with a golden phoenix, Yaoyao pounced on it with a "wow", and her dirty little hands left several oil marks on the hem of the robe.
"Yaoyao!" Liang Junze was so scared that his face turned pale - this was a gift from the emperor!
The nanny who was in charge of delivering the wedding dress smiled and said, "It's okay. His Highness the Seventh Prince specifically told the children to play with it if they like."
Everyone was stunned.
Su Yue felt warm in her heart - the Seventh Prince, who was so cautious in the palace, actually cared about her children.
At night, Su Yue passed by the study and saw Liang Junze embroidering a sachet by candlelight. The pattern was seven little rabbits surrounding a big rabbit.
"A gift for His Majesty the Seventh Prince?" Su Yue hugged him from behind.
Liang Junze nodded: "We have to let him know that this family..." He pointed to the rabbits on the sachet, "there is always a carrot for him to eat."
Su Yue smiled and kissed him: "My Aze is the best."
"Don't give me that." Liang Junze's ears turned red. "Let's go check on Ah Yan. He secretly made a dagger for the Seventh Prince today, and he insisted it was for self-defense."
Sure enough, in Gu Qingyan's training room, Su Yue found an exquisite hidden sword with the word "humility" engraved on the hilt.
"I just...did it on the spur of the moment." Gu Qingyan said stubbornly, "Who made him so weak..."
Su Yue went to the pharmacy with a smile on her face, and ran into Lin Yuxuan packaging various pills. There was a note on each porcelain bottle: "First aid for asthma, calming the nerves and reducing fever"... In the most conspicuous place was a brocade box, which contained a century-old ginseng.
"His Seventh Prince is weak, so we need to prepare in advance." Lin Yuxuan pushed the ceramic bottle, "I specially prepared it according to his pulse."
Even Shen Yunyan cleared out a warehouse to store the Seventh Prince's dowry: "We have to keep accounts, so that people in the palace won't say we are greedy for money."
The night before the wedding, Su Yue was forced into a room by seven husbands to take a medicinal bath.
"You'll be tired tomorrow." Lin Yuxuan added calming herbs to the water. "Although the Seventh Prince married a lower-class man, the royal etiquette is complicated..."
"I know." Su Yue leaned over the edge of the tub, watching Mu Feng trim her nails. "Why are you all so..."
Before she finished speaking, Gu Qingyan suddenly stuffed a piece of almond biscuit into her mouth: "Stop talking nonsense."
Liang Junze was combing her hair: "What hairstyle does the Seventh Prince like?"
"He seemed to have praised your bun last time..."
Shangguan Haomu moved over with her belly bulging: "I have modified the secret compartments in the bridal chamber. If the Seventh Prince wants to hide some personal belongings..."
"Brother, be careful with your stomach!" Shangguan Haochen hurried to support him, but he was also kicked by the baby in his belly and cried out "ouch".
Shen Yunyan held the account book and muttered, "Tomorrow's gift money will be divided into 30% for His Highness the Seventh Prince to use as his personal allowance..."
Su Yue's eyes were hot.
Her seven husbands expressed their acceptance of the newcomer in the simplest way.
Late at night, Su Yue slipped into the baby's room.
Under the moonlight, the four children were sleeping soundly.
Yaoyao hugged the small quilt, Hanhan curled up into a ball, Xinxin sucked her fingers, and Ningning smacked her lips in Mufeng's arms.
"Mom is going to find a new father for you." She kissed each little face, "He can play the piano, tell stories, and..."
"We will treat them well." Liang Junze's voice came from behind, "We have already discussed it. After the Seventh Prince enters the family, the children will take turns living in his courtyard."
Gu Qingyan leaned against the door, holding his sword: "If that boy dares to be partial..."
"Ayan!" Mu Feng scolded, "Seventh Prince didn't even care that Yaoyao soiled her wedding dress."
Lin Yuxuan appeared with the modified prescription for Zhou Ziqian: "I took his pulse and he is a soft-hearted person."
Shangguan Haomu walked in slowly, holding his waist: "We made a new toy and will give it to His Highness the Seventh Prince as a gift tomorrow..." Before he finished speaking, Shangguan Haochen jumped up and showed off a rotating wooden horse: "Look! It's double-decker! It can seat four children!"
Shen Yunyan came in last, holding seven small golden locks in his hands: "One for each person, fair."
Su Yue looked at her husbands and suddenly felt that the sickly prince who would marry into the family in seven days might become the most favored "little husband" in this family.
Moonlight filled the corridor, and the red lanterns of the Su Mansion swayed gently in the night breeze.
Tomorrow, this lively big family will have a new member.
Inside the palace, Zhou Ziqian sat upright on an embroidered cushion, his ears red as he listened to the nanny from the Ministry of Rites explaining the "way to serve your wife."
"Your Highness, please remember that when your wife enters the house, you must serve her tea, and the water must be just the right temperature for drinking..."
"Before going to bed at night, you need to massage your wife's shoulders and neck..."
"Prepare brown sugar ginger tea every month during your period..."
Zhou Ziqian clutched his sleeves, his fingertips turning white.
These straightforward and explicit teachings were completely different from the royal etiquette he had learned in the past twenty years.
But this is the "virtue of a husband" that all men from Mingxi country must learn when they get married, and even the prince is not immune to it.
"Your Highness?" Nanny noticed he was distracted and emphasized, "If you can't even do these things, how can you please your wife?"
Zhou Ziqian looked up suddenly, and Su Yue's smiling eyes appeared in front of him.
He bit his lip and said, "Madam, please continue teaching."
——He has to learn.
Sister Su already has seven such outstanding husbands. If he can't even do the most basic things...
"And the most important thing." Nanny lowered her voice, "On your wedding night, Your Highness needs to..."
"Mammy!" Zhou Ziqian was so panicked that he knocked over the teacup, and the hot water splashed onto the cuffs of her crimson wedding dress, spreading a dark color.
The sound of a test salute outside the window made his heart tremble.
Tomorrow is the wedding.
On the day of the wedding, before dawn, the entire imperial city was in an uproar.
The ceremonial procession for the prince's wedding stretched from the palace gate to the gate of Su's residence, with golden axes, dragon flags and phoenix feathers gleaming in the morning light.
The sixty-four loads of dowry stretched for several miles, leading the way was the jade screen given by the retired emperor himself, the East China Sea coral tree added by the empress, and the century-old agarwood prepared by the wise king...all of which amazed the people along the way.
"Look! That's Lord Su's wedding procession!"
The crowd suddenly became agitated.
Su Yue was seen wearing a bright red wedding gown and riding a snow-white horse across the imperial road covered with red silk.
Behind her followed seven husbands who were also dressed in formal attire - Liang Junze held the goose gift, Gu Qingyan held the golden scale, Lin Yuxuan held the jade ruyi... Even the pregnant Shangguan brother was accompanying her in an open sedan chair.
"My goodness, marrying a prince and bringing seven husbands to the wedding?"
"What do you know? This is specially approved by the emperor!"
Su Yue dismounted in front of the palace gate, his palms already sweating.
Although she had been married seven times, this time... She looked up at the towering palace walls, her heart beating faster than when she first got married.
"Sir Su, please go to the Changshou Palace to pay your respects to the Emperor first."
In the Changshou Palace, the old lady was trimming a lotus with golden scissors.
"Are you here?" she asked without raising her head. "I heard you made the teacher at Fude cry yesterday?"
Su Yue knelt straight and said, "I just think that Your Highness the Seventh Prince doesn't need to learn those things."
The scissors "clicked" and cut off a piece of dead branch.
"Oh? Then how do you plan to treat him?" The old lady suddenly lifted Su Yue's chin with the tip of a pair of scissors. "Like raising a canary?"
Su Yue looked directly into those sharp eyes: "There is no cage in my house."
After a moment of silence, the old lady suddenly laughed and threw her a token: "Take it! From now on, bring Qian'er back to the palace to pay respects every month. If you miss one..." The golden scissors flashed coldly, "I will cut off your tongue!"