Chapter 917: Marry Qiu Niang

Soon Song Jiuyuan had no time to think about it, when he was marching and fighting.

Many people can tell dirty jokes.

At that time, the older people told him that he had a wife and children and a warm bed, but he didn't understand that feeling.

Now I really can't bear to leave her bed.

Jiang Wan regretted it!

She shouldn't have taken such good care of the man, as he had infinite physical strength.

What’s even more infuriating is that he didn’t break his promise.

It was indeed once, but this time it lasted too long, so long that Jiang Wan felt exhausted all over.

"Song Jiuyuan, you bastard..."

"Wanwan, don't cry."

Song Jiuyuan gently kissed the tears at the corners of her eyes, and began to soften his heart after she cried and begged for mercy.

In between the lovemaking, he coaxed her gently, "Wanwan, I was wrong."

"You sleep alone tomorrow!"

Jiang Wan snorted softly and let him wash her. She curled up on the couch as lazy as a cat.

Seeing her like this, Song Jiuyuan rarely felt a trace of guilt. He quickly went to the kitchen to make a bowl of honey water and brought it to the couch.

"Wanwan, drink some water to moisten your throat. Your voice is hoarse."

"It's still your fault."

Jiang Wan glared at him. The honey water was so sweet that it touched her heart.

When a couple from a wealthy family has sex, they often ask a personal maid to keep watch and change the water.

Jiang Wan was very embarrassed and didn't want Qiu Niang to hear such a shameful sound, so she always came to the space with Song Jiuyuan to solve it.

The two of them fell asleep sweetly leaning on each other.

She didn't know that Mrs. Song outside frowned and asked Qiu Niang, "Did you really not hear anything?"

"yes."

Qiu Niang blushed, "The princess never likes servants to wait on her to sleep.

I came out early, and when the prince and princess turned off the lights, I didn’t hear any other noises…”

She also didn't expect that the lady cared so much about her son and daughter-in-law that she even let her eavesdrop.

Qiu Niang was Jiang Wan's person after all, so she said hurriedly: "Madam, the prince and princess had their wedding night last night, maybe you are tired..."

"Something's wrong."

Mrs. Song waved her hand to let Qiu Niang leave, and she paced back and forth anxiously.

Song Qing, who had been waiting for his wife for a long time, was speechless when he saw her like this.

"Madam, why are you not sleeping in the middle of the night?"

"Husband, you don't know, I felt something was wrong this morning."

Mrs. Song told this to Song Qing, and finally said, "Yuan'er might have been injured there during exile.

Chi Er is still there to carry on the family line, but Wan Wan is left to be a widow. Ultimately, it is our Song family that has let her down."

Song Qing: …

He twitched his lips speechlessly, "Wanwan is a doctor. If Yuan'er is really ill, can she not treat him?"

Mrs. Song's worries did not diminish. She sighed, "That being said, some men..."

"Okay, ma'am, the young couple can handle this matter themselves, you don't have to worry about it."

Song Qing put his arm around Madam Song's waist and whispered in her ear, "It's you that I miss so much. You should..."

"Song Qing!"

Mrs. Song blushed at his words, "You are already old, aren't you afraid of being heard?"

"I'm talking to my wife, what should I be afraid of?"

Song Qing shamelessly took the man away. He glanced at Song Jiuyuan's yard thoughtfully.

"Son, the rest is up to you..."

…

The next morning, Jiang Wan and Song Jiuyuan came out of the space still full of energy.

There is spiritual spring water in the space, so they naturally recover quickly.

Just as they were about to have breakfast, Mrs. Song came to their yard with food boxes.

"Yuan'er, Wanwan, you haven't had breakfast yet. I just asked the people in the kitchen to make some food."

Her smile was still very gentle, and Jiang Wan subconsciously looked at the food taken out of the food box.

As expected, there is a warming tonic. I don’t know where she got the recipe.

"Thank you, mother."

Jiang Wan sat beside Madam Song with a smile on her face, and seemed to accidentally reveal the red plum blossom around her neck.

Mrs. Song, who was still depressed before coming, smiled even more when she caught a glimpse of the plum blossom on Jiang Wan's neck.

"You just got married, don't be too reckless."

It seems that Yuan'er is fine, but the couple is very shy, so they don't make much noise.

"Mom, stop worrying about our affairs. Chi'er and Li'er are getting married, and you have to take care of everything."

Song Jiuyuan betrayed his brother and sister-in-law without mercy. When she mentioned them, Mrs. Song suddenly stood up.

"You're right. I have to prepare the dowry and betrothal gifts. Your eldest brother is getting married, and theirs can't be delayed any longer."

Mrs. Song left in a hurry. Jiang Wan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "You are good at diverting trouble to others."

"This is not a disaster, it's a good thing."

Song Jiuyuan gently put the tonic soup back into the food box and handed it to Song Yi who was standing beside him.

"I give it to you as a reward."

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Song Yi, a grown man, didn't notice anything wrong. He happily took the tonic soup and left.

Jiang Wan cast a meaningful look at Song Jiuyuan, "You knew what kind of soup this was, but you gave it back to Song Yi."

"He knows how to solve the problem. Such a good thing cannot be wasted."

If he and Wanwan had not just gotten married and he felt sorry for Wanwan and couldn't bear it, Song Jiuyuan would have thought it would be fine for him to drink.

Qiu Niang heard something was wrong and whispered, "Princess, I will go out and take a look."

"Go ahead."

Since the secret between the two has been discovered, Jiang Wan will naturally not stop them from being lovers.

The two chatted softly and ate their breakfast slowly.

After breakfast, Jiang Wan and Song Jiuyuan went to the guest house again. Seeing her coming, Mu Xiang said hurriedly:

"Miss Fusang had a fever last night, but she is fine now after I took the fever off her."

"You two go have breakfast first, I'll go in and take a look."

Jiang Wan signaled Muxiang to take Ganze away. She knocked on the door and went into the house alone.

The emperor was also there, but not as gentle as he had been yesterday. He sat alone beside the couch.

Fusang frowned slightly, and Jiang Wan's fingertips fell on her pulse.

"But the wound hurts again?"

Fuso had been lying on the couch since he had bandaged his wound. Now he raised his eyes slightly, his voice soft and sticky.

"It does hurt a little, sister, can you prescribe some more painkillers?"

"My sister said I shouldn't take too many painkillers."

The emperor glanced at her irritably. It seemed that the two were having a quarrel, but Jiang Wan pretended not to know.

"Yes, you really can't take too much painkillers."

She chuckled and pulled a pill from the medical kit, "But this medicine will provide some relief."

"Thank you, sister."

Fusang smiled softly. Just looking at her current appearance, it was really hard to tell that she was a person with ulterior motives.

Jiang Wan changed her medicine and ignored their tempers before returning to her own hospital.

Then she saw Song Yi kneeling in front of Song Jiuyuan, and Qiu Niang was lying outside the door, looking at him nervously with a frown on her face.

"Qiu Niang, what's going on?"

"princess."

Qiu Niang pursed her lips nervously, not knowing how to start the conversation.

Song Yi in the room had already kowtowed to Song Jiuyuan, and then said loudly:

"Your Majesty, I want to marry Qiu Niang. Please make the decision, Your Majesty and Your Majesty!"