MTL - After Giving Way To My Husband’s Sweetheart-Chapter 131 Can't let go

On the full moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival, Mrs. Su held osmanthus wine in her hand and said with a smile: "Your Majesty likes this osmanthus wine the most. I picked the osmanthus flowers last autumn and brewed it with my own hands. It has been sitting for a year. I asked your Majesty to taste it." "

Sima Zhengde took the wine cup, but did not drink it in a hurry. He looked at the wine in the cup and said in a low voice: "Do you know why I only like this osmanthus wine?"

Mrs. Su said without hesitation: "I know it."

She looked at Sima Zhengde and said slowly: "When the prince's first wife was alive, she was the best at brewing osmanthus wine, so the prince loves this wine."

Sima Zhengde laughed when he heard this: "She is not the best at making this wine, but she only knows how to make this wine. She also tried to make it with other materials. Once she learned how others used grapes to make wine, but the wine she made was It's more sour than vinegar, and she's so coquettish that she insists on forcing me to drink it."

 When mentioning the past, Sima Zhengde rarely showed a smile on his face, and his laughter was full of happiness.

Mrs. Su also laughed with him and slowly joked: "I wonder why the prince frowns when he sees jealousy now. His feelings were forced hard by his sister back then."

"you do not say."

Sima Zhengde gradually stopped smiling and said regretfully: "It's a pity that she got sick later. I was away on war all year round and couldn't take care of her. Even when I learned that she was terminally ill, I couldn't rush back to see her for the last time. "

“I heard that she was thinking of me when she was dying.”

As he spoke, he raised his head and drank the wine in one gulp, smashed his mouth, and said: "Good wine!"

Although Sima Zhengde had many concubines, Mrs. Su was the one who understood his thoughts best.

Mrs. Su ordered someone to bring a box of moon cakes and suggested to Sima Zhengde: "Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, the whole family is reunited, and the eldest lady lives alone in the village. Why doesn't the prince order someone to send her moon cakes to express his love for the calf." "

Sima Zhengde patted Mrs. Su's shoulder and sighed: "I originally ordered someone to pick her up for the festival today, but she refused."

With that said, he took the moon cake and put it aside: "That's all, even if it is given as a gift, she will definitely not accept it."

He murmured to himself again: "I can't feel sorry for her mother, let alone her."

Mrs. Su no longer tried to persuade him, but silently poured wine for Sima Zhengde.

Sima Zhengde was slightly drunk, but he finally couldn't worry about his daughter, so he said to Mrs. Su: "Please order someone to call Chao'er, and I will ask him to accompany me to Zhuangzi to see Chu Yu."

Mrs. Su smiled secretly in her heart and agreed repeatedly. Then she turned around and ordered the servant girl outside to find Sima Chao.

After a while, Sima Zhengde became impatient with waiting, and the servant girl came back and said: "Reply to the prince and madam, the eldest son is not in the yard. Everywhere in the house where he can go has been searched, but there is no trace." I saw the figure of the eldest young master."

Sima Zhengde was so angry that he smacked the table and said, "This kid, where did he go to the wild again?"

 Wherever he could go, he naturally went to Love.

At this moment, the two of them were sitting opposite each other, drinking under the moonlight.

The moonlight is bright and the osmanthus trees are fragrant. Love is wearing a soft gauze skirt. There is only a hosta in her hair. The soft hair tips are dancing gently in the wind. She is as beautiful as a fairy.

Sima Chao was mesmerized by what he saw. He raised his hand and held her hand: "Afu, I have made up my mind. I want to marry you. We will be together openly."

As soon as he finished speaking, a whistle was heard outside the yard.

Love frowned: "Yingfeng is calling you, what's the matter?"

Sima Chao was disappointed, his face darkened, and he said displeasedly: "It's really annoying."

Love smiled and urged: "Let's go quickly, don't delay the business." Sima Chao had a stern face, as if he had been greatly wronged, and refused to move. Love stood up and pulled him: "Get up, get busy first, and come back when you have time."

Sima Chao was pulled up by her, but he stretched out his arms to hug her. He leaned close to her ear and whispered: "No, I can't stand this kind of life anymore. I want to marry you into my family as soon as possible. Let's Stick together every day.”

Love helped him put on his coat and urged him: "Let's go quickly."

Sima Chao walked out of the gate with one step and three turns.

Yingfeng saw him finally coming out and immediately stepped forward. Sima Chao rolled his eyes at him and asked, "What's the matter?"

Yingfeng saw that his master looked unhappy, and he didn’t know who had offended him again. He immediately lowered his head and said truthfully: "The prince is looking for you."

If it were not an emergency, his father would not come to him at this time.

Sima Chao got on his horse and hurried back to the mansion at lightning speed.

When Mrs. Su saw Sima Chao arriving, she wisely withdrew. Sima Chao stepped forward and asked, "Why is my father looking for me late at night?"

“Where have you been? It’s hard for my father to wait.” Sima Zhengde complained, and then he got down to business. He said, “Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and you will accompany my father to see your sister.”

Sima Chao almost choked after hearing this.

 Called him from the gentle village in the middle of the night just for this matter!

Sima Chao's face darkened uncontrollably, and he muttered: "If father misses his sister, he can just go see her by himself, why bother trying to get me involved again."

Sima Chuyu refused to forgive Sima Zhengde. Sima Zhengde was jealous of his daughter, so he needed Sima Chao to reconcile with him.

 In this case, a man as majestic as Sima Zhengde would naturally not say it out loud.

He rolled his eyes at his son, cleared his throat, and said in a deep voice: "Your sister is alone in the temple. As a younger brother, you shouldn't go and see her. When you were a child, your sister loved you so much, hum! What a Heartless."

Sima Chao rolled his eyes and retorted: "Eldest sister, she loves her third brother the most. Why don't you let him accompany you."

The third brother mentioned by Sima Chao is his compatriot brother Sima Yu.

Sima Zhengde married and gave birth to three daughters, the eldest daughter Sima Chuyu, the eldest son Sima Chao, and the third son Sima Yu.

Sima Zhengde saw his son talking back and said angrily: "Go if you are told. Where did you get such verbosity?"

He muttered again: "It's midnight, Yu'er is sleeping soundly, why are you disturbing him?"

 You feel sorry for your young son, so you can ignore him?

Sima Chao snorted coldly: "Father really feels sorry for my brother."

Sima Zhengde glanced at his son, saw that his face was rosy, and asked, "What? Did you go to that woman outside again?"

 Mentioning this, Love's beautiful face appeared in Sima Chao's mind again. Thinking of the weak waist and the enchanting smile, Sima Chao felt itchy in his heart.

He subconsciously grabbed his hand and said angrily: "Why do you ask so many questions, father?"

Sima Zhengde rolled his eyes at his son and snorted coldly: "Look at your worthless appearance. I told you a long time ago that if you like it, you can take him in."

As he spoke, he patted his son's shoulder with his big hand, pointed to the mooncake box on the table and said, "Take this with me and go with your father to Zhuangzi to visit your eldest sister."