Zong Zhigan had never forced Jin Qiaoyan to sit alone in the wedding room all night on the wedding day.

Although there is a name for a husband and wife, there is no reality for a husband and wife.

This was a private agreement between the two of them and no one knew about it.

"The prince consort is free today?" When Jin Qiaoyan left the palace, she happened to catch up with Zong Zhigan's time to return home, so she took her back.

"Yeah." Zong Zhigan nodded and followed Jin Qiaoyan into the carriage. He usually rode a horse, but now he was considerate of the princess naturally could not ride a horse anymore. He felt a little uncomfortable sitting in the carriage.

"I just moved into the princess's mansion and many things have to be prepared again. What do the prince consort have to say?" Jin Qiaoyan asked with his head turned around.

"It's good to be the princess." Zong Zhigan paused for a moment and asked with a bit of tentativeness: "I have the habit of practicing martial arts, and I wonder if I can leave a place?"

"It's better to be remote, so as to avoid disturbing the princess' rest." Zong Zhigan whispered.

"Of course, I have already created a place to practice martial arts. The weapons used by the prince consort have been packed up and put away." Jin Qiaoyan bent her eyebrows and smiled slightly, "The prince consort doesn't have to be so regular. You and I are married and I will be a family."

"Yes." Zong Zhigan nodded, and finally stopped submitting his respects.

The Princess' Mansion is three times larger than the Zong Mansion. The most worth mentioning is the bookstore in the Princess' Mansion, which was specially built for Princess Corning. The emperor and the imperial concubine sent people to deliver various famous paintings and books.

Zong Zhigan and Jin Qiaoyan each have their own preferences, and Jin Qiaoyan likes to read and write.

Zong Zhigan likes to practice martial arts and boxing, so their study rooms are naturally separated.

The princess's mansion is so big that there are only three people living in the mansion. Mrs. Zong lives in the left courtyard, and various flowers and plants are planted in the courtyard, which makes Mrs. Zong happy and has the heart to grow flowers and plants, and there is nothing to do in the mansion.

Zong Zhigan is in charge of the outside, Jin Qiaoyan is in charge of the inside, and most of the matters at home are arranged by Jin Qiaoyan, while the outside affairs are in charge of Zong Zhigan.

Even if you get married, you can't rely solely on the salary of the two. You can use some small money to do business, and you can have some other sources.

Zong Zhigan never thought about it before, but now he has become a family and thinks about it too much.

He could live a rough life himself, but how could Princess Corning be so precious?

In the princess's mansion.

"The prince consort..." Jin Qiaoyan looked up and wanted to call him, but Zong Zhigan turned around and said, "Princess should be called by her name."

"Zhigan?" Jin Qiaoyan blinked and called out Zong Zhigan's name, which made people blush inexplicably. For some reason, it was probably because she had never called a man's name so intimately.

"If the princess is not used to it, it's better to call her husband." Zong Zhigan narrowed his eyes and smiled.

“…”

Not serious!

Jin Qiaoyan's face turned redder, and she turned her head slightly shyly and said, "Change clothes and remember to have a meal later."

Zong Zhigan narrowed his eyes and responded, looking at Jin Qiaoyan's leaving back, smiling even more. It turned out to be a marriage, and people urged him to have a meal. No one dared to call him when he was busy on weekdays.

When the meal was arranged, Zong Zhigan had already changed into plain clothes, and Mrs. Zong had already taken her seat on the table.

Although there are not many people, it is always warm to sit together and eat.

After dinner, the two of them went for a walk in the yard. The small courtyard of the princess's mansion was built in exquisite and beautiful, and the flowers and plants planted were also particularly fine.

Zong Zhigan never thought before that a small garden could create so many tricks.
Chapter completed!