Xia Rong had been staring at the fruits on the crabapple tree in the yard for not a day or two, eagerly waiting for the day when she could pick them. Xia Rong got up early in the morning and looked into the yard through the window. Most of the fruits on the tree were stained with carmine due to the light rain last night, falling among the green leaves, which was very eye-catching.

Seeing this scene, Xia Rong couldn't bear it any longer, and hurriedly recruited He Xin and He Miao to come in to wash him up, and after a casual breakfast, she led the servants in the yard to get busy.

First, pick most of the fruits on the tree, and dig out the calyx and stalks on the fruits one by one, then cook the washed and pierced crabapple fruits in a large pot, add appropriate amount of sugar for three times, and heat on low heat Cook until the skin of the fruit cracks. Then the boiled fruit needs to be marinated in an airtight clay pot for a whole day. At the end, drain the sugar water with a strainer, and wait for it to dry naturally before eating.

Xia Rong looked at the two jars of crabapple fruit that could only be opened tomorrow, as if she could already predict the taste of the preserved fruit. It's the kind of sweet with a hint of sour taste, smash it and smash it in your mouth, the more you think about it, the more greedy you will be, let's eat a piece of pine nut candy first.

Xia Rong returned to the room, looked at the half-made man's underwear on the embroidery frame, found out the needle and thread, and continued to make it. Xia Rong's needlework is not very good. Most of what he knows now is learned by himself. For example, playing chess is because he wants to pass the time. After a long time, he will learn it. He had no interest in sewing at all, and no one above him pressured him to learn it. Naturally, it was not very good. It would be fine to make a small purse and a fan cover, but it would be a bit difficult to make clothes.

But with caring people in mind, this needlework is endowed with another meaning. I want to watch him use the purse he made and wear the clothes he made.

The clothes that are worn outside need to be particular about to be seen by others, but he wants to try the clothes that are worn inside. Although he had a good idea, but looking at the out-of-shape underwear made by himself, Xia Rong thought a little bit, if Xianggong dares to despise the clothes he made, he will never make them for him again, hmph.

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Shen Xiangyan led the people on the road overnight, and it was already three o'clock when they arrived home. Fortunately, Fengyu's country is safe and peaceful, and the country is open-minded, and there is no such thing as a curfew, otherwise he would not be able to drive in the middle of the night. After knocking on the door, Lao Feng, who was in charge of the night watch tonight, still wondered why there was still a knock on the door at such a late hour. When he opened the door, he saw that his master had returned, and greeted him excitedly.

The master is back, Zhengjun should rest assured this time. Since the master went to the south, not only Zhengjun was looking forward to the master's return every day, but even the servants of them were looking forward to it together. Hearing the movement at the gate, several guards following the night watch were also alarmed. After a while, all the servants in the house knew that it was the master who had returned. It was Shen Xiangyan who hurriedly told them to keep their voices quiet so as not to disturb Xia Rong who had already fallen asleep. Only then did the servants lower their voices.

After Shen Xiangyan arranged the seven or eight carriages he brought back and the people who came back, he didn't forget to wash off the dust on his body after returning to Haitang Courtyard, and then he went back to the main room lightly.

Lifting off the sky-blue smoked veil embroidered with lotus leaf patterns, in the darkness, one could see the little man who made him think about it day and night sleeping on the big rosewood bed inside. The villain probably didn't sleep well, and he frowned slightly in his dream, the quilt only covered his waist, and the pillow in his arms that should have belonged to him was hugged tightly by him.

Shen Xiangyan looked at the villain on the bed, the empty space in his heart was instantly filled, he couldn't help sighing in his heart with satisfaction, even the exhaustion caused by the long day's journey was instantly emptied.

Not wanting to wake up the sleeping husband, Shen Xiangyan leaned over and kissed Xia Rong's mouth again and again, and then carefully climbed onto the bed. What he didn't expect was that as soon as he lay down on the bed, Xia Rong turned over and threw away the tight pillow he was holding just now, and rolled into his arms. In the dark, Shen Xiangyan raised his eyebrows, the soft body in his arms made him feel full of irony. Then he relaxed his body a little bit and hugged the person in his arms, but finally couldn't overcome the lack of sleep for several days, and fell asleep.

Sleeping drowsily, Xia Rong seemed to feel a familiar smell around him in his dream, and felt that the thing was more attractive than the one in his arms. Although he is not a person who loves the new and dislikes the old, he still can't resist the familiarity. In the end, he decisively discarded the pillow in his arms and hugged the better one. Xia Rong slept very well this night, and he didn't know it at all. His unconscious actions in his sleep unexpectedly earned him a full score of favorability with his husband-in-law.

When Xia Rong woke up in the morning, she was startled to find that she was hugged by someone, and when she realized that this person was a husband, a huge surprise followed. Why did he not know when Xianggong came back? Xia Rong was full of annoyance because he didn't find out that Xianggong had returned in the first place.

I couldn't help touching my husband's body, and after confirming that this person really came back, not his dream, the smile on Xia Rong's face never went down, and she happily pointed at her husband's chin After several kisses, he still felt dissatisfied at all, and almost made a fuss over Shen Xiangyan's head.

Shen Xiangyan, who was woken up before he had enough sleep, turned over and pressed the fussy little husband tightly under his body, trapped Xia Rong under his body with one hand and one foot, and tightly bound him, closing his eyes Commanded in a hoarse voice, "Sleep."

Xia Rong, who couldn't move at all, realized that Xianggong's eyes were black and blue. It seemed that he hadn't rested for many days. The distress for his husband made him obediently not move, and fell asleep with him after a while.

This time it was too late to wait for the two of them to wake up. When Xia Rong woke up, she found that she had a jade pendant around her neck.

"Do you like it? This is a rare piece of warm jade. Wearing it is good for your body, so don't take it off in the future." Wearing the milky white jade on Xia Rong's neck, Xia Rong's skin is more radiant than snow, Shen Xiangyan said. After watching for a while, he moved his eyes away. Well, he admitted that even a normal man would not be able to accept such teasing early in the morning.

Xia Rong didn't notice anything strange about her husband, she stared at the jade pendant for a long time, the corners of her mouth couldn't help raising a beautiful arc, "Rong'er likes it very much, thank you, Mrs.

Shen Xiangyan patted Xia Rong's head, it was getting late, and the two of them didn't ask servants to take care of them, Xia Rong tidied Xianggong's clothes by herself. The two chatted sentence by sentence, and Shen Xiangyan talked about the knowledge and interesting things they encountered on the road. Xia Rong talked about how she was at home and what she did every day. Because the estrangement that we hadn't seen for more than a month disappeared in a blink of an eye, and on the contrary, we became closer than before we parted.

In the end, Shen Xiangyan couldn't hold back and asked, "Rong'er, do you want to be a husband these days?"

Xia Rong held Xianggong's hand, reluctant to let go, her eyes were full of indescribable dependence, "I thought about it, I think about it every day, when Xianggong left, I didn't wake Rong'er up, and when Rong'er came together, I found that Xianggong was gone." It's gone." Xia Rongyue said more and more aggrieved, and finally made a request, "Don't leave for so long, my husband, Rong'er can't stand it."

Shen Xiangyan still felt guilty about leaving without saying goodbye, but at that time he just didn't want to see Xia Rong's reluctant eyes, because he was afraid that if he looked at him like that, he wouldn't be able to leave.

Shen Xiangyan gently wiped away the teardrops from the corners of Fu Lang's eyes with his hand, and couldn't help but teased, "Where did this little crying bag come from, it's really pitiful to cry like this."

Xia Rong was ridiculed for being a little crybaby, so she decided not to do it, she hurriedly suppressed her tears and hummed, "I'm not a little crybabe, anyway, my husband, you are not allowed to leave for so long in the future."

I haven't seen you for more than a month, and the little husband is still going to be a rascal. Shen Xiangyan joked and quickly agreed, "Okay, I will take you with me even if I go out in the future, how about it?" He might consider taking Xia Rong with him when he goes out.

"Really?" Xia Rong's black cat eyes were wide open, and she was just waiting for her husband's confirmation.

"Really, when did Xianggong lie to you?" Shen Xiangyan took the little husband's soft hand and led him to the front hall, "Come on, Rong'er, go and have a look with Xianggong. I got a lot of presents, see if you like them."

In the front hall, there were all the boxes unloaded from the carriage last night. Shen Xiangyan ordered his servants to move the spices brought back this time into the fragrance house specially used for making incense, and then moved out the three big boxes of gifts he was going to give to Xia Rong.

Xia Rong opened the box curiously, and there were various things inside. There are not only several sets of various clothes with Jiangnan characteristics, two boxes of jewelry that he can use, but also many interesting gadgets, ranging from large vases and ornaments to small masks and clay figurines.

Xia Rong looked over one by one and almost got dazzled. Looking at Xia Rong, he couldn't help but choked up in a low voice. Looking at these things, he could feel that Xianggong was thinking about him all the way, otherwise he couldn't Collect so many things for him.

Seeing that the little husband was about to cry again, Shen Xiangyan hurriedly said, "You said it's not a crying bag, don't tell me you don't like the things my husband brought you? People want it." The gesture was to ask the servants to move the things away.

Xia Rong knew that Xianggong was teasing him, so she quickly grabbed Xianggong's sleeve and shook it, and smiled through tears, "Rong'er likes it, so you can't throw it away. Whatever you give me is mine."

"That's fine. Since Husband likes it, let's keep them for Rong'er to have fun with." After speaking, he ordered He Xin to pack up the things and send them back to the Begonia Courtyard, so that Xia Rong can play with them one by one in the future.