The Big Brother’s Little Ancestor is So Sweet

Chapter 296: The Queen's Doting Husband (23)

Promising to give Shiyou an embroidered sachet, and returning to the palace in the afternoon, Su Xian's "embroidering heart" became very excited, and she was eager to try it immediately.

Linglong made suggestions at the side: "The servant will bring Su Zhengjun needles and thread and an embroidery shed. Does Su Zhengjun want to embroider a double lotus, or a mandarin duck playing in the water?"

Su Xian thought that what Su Huaijing embroidered was Bingdilian, so he didn't want to embroider the same one.

The sachet is a token of love for men and women nowadays.

"Mandarin ducks play in the water."

When Shi You came in from the outside, Su Xian was embroidering sachets under the lamp.

The young man was wearing a white undershirt, sitting cross-legged on the couch, his black hair was scattered casually, and the warm yellow candlelight shone on his body, exuding a sense of the tranquility of the years.

One needle up, one thread down, the thin silk thread shuttles through the fingertips, but it still looks decent, with a virtuous and virtuous appearance.

Suddenly, Su Xian let out a "hiss" in pain, and was pricked by the needle again.

He frowned, but the movement of his hands didn't stop. Anyway, it wasn't the first time he pricked, and it became numb after pricking.

This little injury doesn't hurt at all!

Until there was a sound of footsteps.

He raised his eyes subconsciously, and when he saw Shiyou, his clear eyes shone with joy, "Your Highness, you are back."

Shi You walked straight in front of him and stood still, her eyes fell on his hands, her tone was serious: "You don't know how to stop when your hands are pricked?"

Seeing Shiyou pick up his embroidery shed to have a look, Su Xian stared nervously at her reaction.

"Your Highness, it's my first time making a sachet...it's kind of ugly."

His handsome face was slightly red, and his slightly trembling eyelashes revealed his nervousness.

Shi You quickly shook his head and waved his hands, "It's not ugly, it's not ugly, it's really pretty."

Shi You carefully identified the things he embroidered.

Although he embroiders a mandarin duck that doesn't look like a chicken, doesn't look like a duck, doesn't look like a goose.

But as long as it is given to me by my little husband, it is the best!

It's also her favorite!

"Yeah." Su Xian should be plain, but the corners of his mouth twitched, and there was a sweetness in his heart.

What he likes most is that His Highness opened his eyes and told nonsense in order to coax him.

He still knows how to embroider himself.

"It will take a day or two to finish the embroidery."

"Well, I'm in no hurry."

Shiyou put the embroidery shed aside, picked up his hand and looked at it carefully: "Does it hurt when the needle pricks it?"

Su Xian rolled her eyes, pursed her lips lightly, and said coquettishly, "It hurts...but your Highness will blow it to me...it won't hurt anymore..."

Shi You obediently held his hand, and pouted for him.

Su Xian stared at her small mouth exhaling, and he said shamelessly, "Your Highness, I want to kiss."

Shiyou: "..."

Su Xian used to think that he didn't have a lot of desires, but now he realizes that it's just that he didn't meet the right person.

If he meets the right person, not to mention that she doesn't seduce him, even if she gets a little closer to him, he will be powerless to resist him, so he has no choice but to capture her without a fight.

Before Shiyou agreed, Su Xian had already come up to her and licked her lips, Shiyou was so surprised that he swallowed all the remaining words, and stared at him with rounded eyes.

After that, Shiyou had no chance to speak, except for a few soft hums.

After a long time, the bed gradually became quiet.

The next day, Shiyou woke up, rubbed her sore waist, lying on the quilt with a blushing face, recalling the person who was entangled with her on the bed yesterday, and could not help but sigh in a low voice, her body might really be bad, how about making it up? Make it up, or I won't be able to bear it...

Waking up early in the morning, Shi You didn't know that her wedding leave was over.

From now on, I will go to morning court every day.

This day is really getting up earlier than the chicken...

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On the court.

"Why didn't Master Sikong come... Do you know what's going on?"

"I do not know……"

"I haven't seen her in Hualou for several days..."

Before the queen arrived, some bureaucrats began to whisper.

"Does Huangjie know where Lord Sikong has gone?" Yan Qingqing asked pointedly.

"I don't know." Shiyou yawned, with an overindulgent look, and his answer was very perfunctory.

Lord Sikong has gone to the Palace of the King of Hell to report.

But can I tell you, obviously not! !

Occasionally, if there is no time to break the chapter, I will publish it together. There is no extra charge, and the charge is based on the number of words. The previous chapter added some small details, but looking back, it has increased from 2,000 words to 2,400 words.

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