Chapter 15: Marriage 3 She must not get pregnant with the Xie family's child

Xie Wuhen turned around and paced around the room, his calm tone filled with disbelief: "Maybe Miss Li wants to marry a sixty-year-old man?"

Su He's expression remained unchanged: "Zhou Ping is not just an old man, he is also the Minister of the Chancellery, who has great power in the government."

The subtext is that his power is much greater than that of the Shaoqing of the Dali Temple.

Xie Wuhen stopped and looked at her meaningfully.

There was still a certain superiority in his dark eyes, which was the innate perspective of a favored child of heaven. But upon closer inspection, that superiority seemed to contain a certain frustration.

That’s right, the daughter of a sixth-rank official who was powerless before him had hurt his self-esteem.

He said, "It seems that I have ruined Miss Li's good fortune?"

Not "like", but he did ruin her good thing.

If she could marry Zhou Ping, it would be much easier for her to kill Zhou Yuanze.

Su He also stood up from the bed, walked to the mirror, took off the phoenix crown on her head, and gently placed it on the dressing box.

She turned her back to him and replied, "Now that things have come to this, there's no point in talking about anything else."

Xie Wuhen was so angry that he almost laughed.

He originally wanted to be alone and married her to save her, but he didn't expect that she would not appreciate it at all and even harbor resentment towards him.

He said sarcastically, "Miss Li seems to be feeling wronged?"

Su He turned around and met his gaze frankly, "Your Excellency thinks that a poor concubine like me has no right to feel wronged for marrying a lord of such a prestigious status, right?"

Xie Wuhen immediately denied it, "That's not what I meant?"

Su He asked back, "What exactly does the lord mean?"

He continued to look at her and remained silent for a few breaths.

In fact, he was a little confused. How could there be such a woman in such a big capital city?

The women he had met before were either very kind to him or very gentle and affectionate. This was the first time he had met a woman who was so calm and composed in the face of adversity.

Xie Wuhen put his fist to his forehead and coughed lightly: "What I mean is, if Miss Li is not satisfied with this marriage, you can do as you please. I will not stop you. This is also what I meant when I decided to rescue Miss Li."

"Now that I've married into the Xie family, there's absolutely no reason for me to leave."

Su He stepped forward and approached him. She was half a head shorter than him, so she had to raise her chin slightly when looking at him. But she not only raised her chin, but also raised her hand. "It's getting late. Let me help my husband change clothes and go to bed."

She changed the way she addressed him and called him "husband."

Xie Wuhen suddenly grabbed her wrist which was reaching towards his collar.

His palm was big, and her thin wrist could only fit in one hand.

Under the flickering candlelight, the two looked into each other's eyes.

At that moment, she clearly felt the murderous aura that flashed across him, just like the scene when he flew across the street and killed the prisoner that day.

Su He tried to calm himself down.

After a moment she said, "My husband hurt me."

He suddenly let go of her and took two steps back: "I was reckless."

The two looked at each other silently, then both turned their heads away from his sight.

The atmosphere in the room instantly became extremely awkward.

Xie Wuhen spoke again: "Since Miss Li has decided to stay, I will definitely treat her well. I just hope that Miss Li will not regret it later."

After all, she herself admitted that she wanted to marry that sixty-year-old man!

"If my husband can treat me well, how can I regret it?"

Su He took a few steps forward and continued to get closer to him, so close that he could hear his breathing. "Now that the marriage is completed, my husband should no longer call me 'Miss Li'."

She blinked her almond-shaped eyes, shining brightly.

He cleared his throat and called out "wife".

Su He curled up the corners of her lips, revealing a gentle smile, and then extended her wrist to him again, "My husband, it's time to undress and go to bed."

He did not refuse this time, letting her soft hands wander in front of him, unbuttoning his collar, untying his jade belt, and then taking off his heavy dress until only a moon-white undershirt remained.

His erect throat was rolling frequently, and he felt very uncomfortable.

He has never been interested in women, and his only servant is Wu Sheng.

He had never been served so closely by a woman before!

Su He glanced at him and saw the tips of his ears were red.

She asked, "Husband, are you... not ready yet?"

He feigned disdain: "I'm a man, there's nothing to prepare."

Su He also pretended to be relaxed: "Then now, I will help my husband take a bath, okay?"

"No need, I'll go by myself." After he said that, he lifted his long legs and went into the bathroom at the back of the house.

Su He was the only one left in the room.

She breathed a sigh of relief and spread out her palms, which were covered in sweat.

It was also the first time for her to have such close contact with a man, and the man she was in contact with was the Shaoqing of the Dali Temple.

It seems that she had never been as nervous as she was today when she killed Li Shuli.

But once the arrow is shot, there is no turning back. Having embarked on this path, she must gain his trust in order to secure the position of "Shaoqing's Wife".

Xie Wuhen came out of the shower, and Su He went in to take a shower.

Then they both went to bed, she on the inside and he on the outside.

The candles were out and the room was pitch black.

The wind blew outside, making the windows rattle.

At first, no one spoke, no one moved, as if they were not interfering with each other.

After a moment, Su He suddenly asked, "Why don't you have any intention of getting married, husband?"

In the dim light, Xie Wuhen's face still had a handsome outline.

He replied: "There is no special reason, I just want to live a simpler life."

"It seems that I am the one who is a burden to my husband." Su He said as she moved from the inside of the bed to the outside, moved in front of him, and leaned firmly on his shoulder.

She heard his heartbeat, and her heart was beating like a drum too.

Su He only has a vague understanding of the bridal chamber.

She has served Li Shuli since she was a child and has never experienced anything between men and women.

Although Zhang Xiuhua is older than her, she is too embarrassed to mention these things.

Unfortunately, on the eve of the wedding, He Manyun did not give her the "Su Nu Jing" as per the ritual.

You have to try and explore everything on your own.

She propped herself up on her elbows, hovering above the man's body, and stared at his hazy face in the darkness. "Could it be... that my husband doesn't intend to perform the ritual of marriage with this poor concubine today?"

She heard his trembling breath, and then saw him stand up and hug her.

He said, "I will now...perform the ceremony of marriage with my wife..."

Everything is unfamiliar and everything is reckless.

Su He thought it would be painful, but she didn't expect that besides the pain, it would also be so embarrassing.

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Su He felt so uncomfortable and had been enduring it!

She thought she would have to endure it for a long time, but unexpectedly, the man stopped moving and began to breathe quietly.

It ended fairly quickly, and Su He breathed a sigh of relief.

Xie Wuhen sat up and looked at her through the darkness. He looked at her for a long time before looking away and turning around to get out of bed.

Su He didn't know what his look meant, but she also sat up and said, "I'll go light the candle for my husband."

"No thanks." He went to the bathroom in the dark.

His tone seemed a little unhappy. Could it be that he was still unsatisfied? Or was he dissatisfied?

In short, no matter what, she had already slept with him and had become the legitimate wife of the Shaoqing, so she felt at ease.

After Xie Wuhen finished showering, Su He also got out of bed and went to the bathroom.

There were still no candles in the room, and shadows were everywhere, but since he wanted to do it in the dark, she would do it too. With the darkness covering them, the two of them seemed less awkward.

There was a candle burning in the bathroom.

Under the orange candlelight, the wet ground shimmered.

Su He walked into the room, bent down, and squatted on the ground quietly for a long time.

After a long time, he stood up and went to the bathtub to wash his body.

His body was a little sore and had faint bruises, which were left by Xie Wuhen just now.

But these are all trivial matters, not worth mentioning. She gritted her teeth, stretched out two fingers and pressed hard on the acupoint of her lower abdomen.

But after a moment, the "rain and dew" that Xie Wuhen left in her body began to drip down, and it took a long time before it stopped.

This was the contraceptive method she learned from the booklet given by Bai Jinan. It could at least eliminate 80% of the "rain and dew", and the remaining 20% ​​depended on luck.

She must not get pregnant with the Xie family's child, and she would have to find another way in the future.

When I came out of the bathroom, the new house was still dark.

Xie Wuhen sat at the head of the bed waiting for her. After she climbed onto the bed and lay down, he lay down too.

As the night deepened, the sound of clappers could be heard from deep in the streets.

Su He yawned quietly in the dark. She was tired and wanted to have a good sleep.

Just as she turned over and tried to fall asleep, the man behind her suddenly put his arms around her waist. He said, "One more time."

Without waiting for her to react, he pressed himself on top of her.

Su He was a little confused: "Didn't my husband plan to remain single for the rest of his life? Why is he still... like this?" Such desires and dissatisfaction.

He leaned close to her ear and answered hoarsely, "Now that I have a wife, things are naturally different."

This time, the time became exceptionally long, endless, and without end.

He was like a burning furnace, with endless power, frequently conquering cities and seizing territories.

No one would have thought that the Shaoqing, who had a face as cold as a demon, would be so demanding.

It was almost midnight when the storm finally stopped.

It's finally over, thank goodness it's over.

Su He felt like he had turned into a puddle of mud and had no strength left.

He still held her, surrounding her with his scorching heat.

He said, "My lady, you can sleep well now."

His tone was particularly light, as if he was finally satisfied.

The next day at dawn, Zhang Xiuhua went into the house and woke up Su He.

Su He looked at the pillow beside her with sleepy eyes and asked, "Where's he?"

Zhang Xiuhua replied, "My son-in-law got up a long time ago and is busy with official business in his study. He told the maids not to wake you up and let you sleep a little longer. But you have to go and offer tea to the old lady of the Xie family and the elders of the second and third branches of the Xie family later, so you can't miss the time."

"Thank you for your hard work, auntie. I understand." Su He put on her clothes and got out of bed.

Zhang Xiuhua glanced up and saw a red mark under her collarbone. She couldn't help but feel pity: "Last night, was the son-in-law... okay with the young lady?"

Su He answered easily: "I'm fine, don't worry, aunt."

She got up, changed her clothes, washed up, and was about to trim a bouquet of flowers in front of the window when she suddenly saw a person standing on the old locust tree outside the window. It was Fang Yicheng.

When Fang Yicheng saw that she saw him, he jumped up and flew into the house through the window like a bird.

Zhang Xiuhua was shocked and quickly closed the door to prevent others from seeing what was happening.

After all, the young lady had just gotten married, and there was a man outside her room. She couldn't explain herself even if she had a mouth full of words.

Fang Yicheng didn't waste any words and directly handed a porcelain bottle to Su He: "This month's antidote."

Su He reached out to take it and said "thank you".

Fang Yicheng handed another page to Su He: "This is the shape of Li Shuli's birthmark. It's located on the left side of her back, on the butterfly bone."

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