Chapter 781 has curves

After the Prince of Luo came up with the terrible idea, he had already ordered people to prepare the bridal chamber. All that was needed was to set up bright red wedding candles, hang red silk flowers, and change the bedding to red.

Inside the room, Prince Luo was sitting in the main seat drinking tea. The tea was brought from the capital, but not much was brought to reduce weight, and now the tea canister was almost empty.

"These younger generations nowadays don't understand filial piety. Sigh, they make me, as their elder, worry and do all the work, and now I even have to curse myself..."

After Xiao Chengyu finished speaking, he glanced at Qi Heng. This kid didn't know how to please him. At least he should have sent some new tea.

"You came up with the idea, so why should you expect me to be grateful?"

Xiao Qi pulled up a chair and sat down below Prince Luo. He had already ordered people to prepare good tea, but seeing Prince Luo acting like an old man, he couldn't help but make a sarcastic remark.

"You ungrateful brat, I'm your uncle!"

Given Luo Wang's seniority, Qi Xiaozi has no choice but to accept it, since his elder brother became Qi Xiaozi's godfather.

"Not by blood."

Xiao Qi must emphasize this point.

Luo Wang remained unperturbed, calmly picking up his teacup and sipping his tea. He had acted too convincingly just now; Lin Yuesha was not easily fooled. He wondered how the two of them had managed to deceive him.

"Didn't Lin girl have any suspicions?"

If he hadn't been there beforehand, he could have at least pretended to be sick in bed. But now he's been caught red-handed.

He looks energetic and can walk without needing anyone's help; he doesn't look like someone who's barely clinging to life.

"No doubt, the explanation makes sense."

Xu Da curled his lips smugly. In this matter, the Prince of Luo only offered an idea, and it was all thanks to his cooperation that he deserved the credit.

"Then how did you manage to fool me and say I was getting better?"

The Prince of Luo didn't care; as long as the goal was achieved, that was all that mattered. If he hadn't instigated this, that brat Qi would have continued to be a waiting-for-husband statue, without even getting a proper title.

"No, I mean, before people die, they all have a certain... My cousin immediately understood."

As soon as Xu Da finished speaking, the Prince of Luo spat out a mouthful of tea and roared, "A final burst of energy before death?"

"This is not what I said."

Xu Da lowered his head. Compared to the Prince of Luo, Qi Heng was still more terrifying. It was already quite obvious whose side he was on.

"Cough cough!"

At this moment, King Luo was filled with regret; he shouldn't have been so kind!

When will you get married?

His last burst of energy won't last long. If he kicks the bucket, there's no need to watch the two of them put on an act. Qi Heng's marriage is a long way off. Just wait and see.

Xiao Chengyu patted his chest, reminding himself that he was not a petty person, otherwise he would have been so angry that he would have vomited blood and died long ago.

Therefore, he played the decisive role.

"tonight."

Xu Da has already hired a matchmaker, and all the arrangements have been handed over to her to prepare.

Although it was all staged, everyone cooperated, and the staged scene was quite impressive.

"We have informed Madam Xu and Physician Yan that everyone should set aside an hour tonight to attend the ceremony."

There won't be any ceremony; the two people will simply wear wedding attire and bow three times, and that will be considered the wedding.

"Lin girl hasn't even reached marriageable age yet, what kind of ceremony do you want, you beast!"

Luo Wang cursed him to feel better. Why did he have to come up with such a bad idea that was detrimental to him? He was like a candle, burning himself to light up others.

"Uncle, you should think about how to handle things after your nephew gets married."

A final burst of energy before death; if he doesn't die, the situation will likely end badly.

"You beast, you ingrate, you even betrayed your own uncle!"

The Prince of Luo regretted his actions; he shouldn't have been so kind!

"It was your idea; I was just carrying it out."

Xiao Qi took off the pockmarked mask and put on a hollowed-out, carved one, saying smugly, "She likes this one."

The Prince of Luo stood to the side, clutching his chest, his heart aching with anger. The ceremony hadn't even been completed, and he was already thinking of discarding the donkey after it had served its purpose—how dare he!

Wait, he won't let this go so easily. Even if he eventually makes Qi Heng's dream come true, he'll still have to fight for it!

After saying that, Luo Wang angrily lay down on the bed, plotting how to prank people that night.

He was a "dying man," what did he want to say before he died? He had to think about it.

The wedding was to take place that night, and Lin Yuesha had already been thoroughly tormented by the matchmaker.

After washing her in the bathtub several times, as if afraid she wasn't clean enough, they applied a mud-like ointment with a strong medicinal smell, which Lin Yuesha clearly resisted.

"Miss Lin, this is a family recipe passed down through generations. Just apply it for an hour, and after you wash up, your skin will be delicate, smooth, and elastic—it will be as smooth as you could ever want."

The matchmaker kept bluffing, saying that this was a medicinal ointment that all newlyweds in Northwest China had to apply.

"Let's skip this one."

There was a strong medicinal smell that was hard to wash off. Besides, Lin Yuesha didn't want to take off her clothes in front of outsiders, and she also wanted to hide the tattoo on her chest.

"This is one of the steps in getting married. When you're in a local area, you should follow the customs and not skip it."

Moreover, this ointment has a massaging effect, which makes it less painful for a woman experiencing her first sexual encounter. The matchmaker was too embarrassed to say it outright, so she could only keep hinting at it.

Lin Yuesha was exasperated. Not wanting to listen to the matchmaker continue her nagging, she chased her out and had Bai Cha serve her instead.

“Miss, you know what, this ointment seems to have a little effect on my hands.”

I smelled the white tea; it must contain honey, brown sugar, and other medicinal herbs. The matchmaker said that women in the Northwest only do this once in their lives because the herbs are too expensive.

"There's no such thing as a quick fix; it's just a placebo effect."

Inside, there was a heated floor and a fire wall. Even without clothes, she didn't feel cold. Lin Yuesha lay there, drowsy under the massage of white tea.

“Miss, it’s not just my imagination. You really have a better figure after drinking Young Master Qi’s strange prescription.”

In just over ten days, the results were remarkable.

As soon as Bai Cha finished speaking, Lin Yuesha immediately perked up and scolded, "What nonsense are you talking about!"

"Miss, you're getting married soon, are you nervous?"

Even actors feel a little nervous when they go on stage to perform.

Lin Yuesha nodded almost imperceptibly, after all, this was the first time in her life.

Women always look forward to marriage and hold expectations in their hearts. Besides, she is fulfilling the wishes of the Prince of Luo, so she must not fail to do so.

Because of her lack of experience, she had to follow the matchmaker's instructions in everything she did.

"I am so excited to be by your side to watch you get married."

With a smile, Bai Cha carefully dyed Lin Yuesha's fingernails, turning them from their original pinkish hue to a bright red, giving them an even more festive feel, like a newlywed bride.

"This servant will keep watch tonight. You and Young Master Qi must not..."

Bai Cha's face flushed red at the thought of their wedding night, and she stammered, "We absolutely cannot let things become a fait accompli."

"No, he said it's just an act, it doesn't include the wedding night!"

Lin Yuesha's thinking was simple. She hadn't reached marriageable age yet, and the pockmarked man still respected her. In the previous intimate actions, it was all her groping that had made the pockmarked man completely passive.

Therefore, Lin Yuesha believed in his character.