Putting aside the father-son relationship, the young man was so frustrated by his father's harassment and complaints.

Returning to the Duke's Mansion, the newlyweds got married. The bride worshipped heaven and earth, paid homage to the gods of heaven and earth, and informed her ancestors.

After the ceremony, the trusted servant Hao Po held the lady's hand, and the pretty daughter followed half a step behind her. Both of them carefully looked after the delicate lady.

Behind her were a large group of maids and servants serving her, and the bride was like the moon surrounded by stars.

The guests who came to congratulate had sharp ears and eyes and could see clearly.

The groom's attention has never left the bride since he met her.

The bride finished her ceremony and turned to leave, while the groom, who was watching silently, leaned forward subconsciously.

It looked like he was about to follow, and seeing how reluctant he looked, his colleagues in the court would not tolerate it and pulled him towards the banquet hall.

There are hundreds of tables of buffet banquet over there. The groom is the protagonist today. There is no way to get away from them unless he gets drunk.

After drinking the wedding wine, the wound opened up and Zheng Peizhi couldn't break free.

In the past, when there were many disagreements in the court, that group of people couldn't bear to see him do well.

As if they had greeted each other in advance, they came over one after another with glasses of wine.

Even if a man has fought on the battlefield for many years and has acquired a lot of strength, he cannot withstand the rapid attacks.

After two or three rounds of drinking, too much to remember, the man's mind was a little dizzy.

As the moon reached its zenith, he missed his wife who had been waiting for him in the bridal chamber for a long time.

I don’t know whether the Madam ate the easily digestible food I asked the servants to bring her.

Her health is not normal, so she needs to be more careful.

Thinking of this, he pretended to be drunk and escaped the endless toasts.

The Duke, supported by his trusted servant, came out of the courtyard where the banquet was being held, avoiding the eyes and ears behind him.

The man walked lightly through the doors of the front and back yards, and his body immediately straightened up.

In the darkness, his gaze fell on the servant's surprised eyes.

The master waved his hand and told him not to follow and go to the courtyard next door to have a drink.

The servant timidly agreed. He stood aside, not daring to say much. He nodded, then turned around and left obediently.

The Duke rode the moonlight in front of him and the winter night breeze.

The man in the bright red wedding gown walked while sniffing the smell of alcohol wafting from his cuffs, thinking lightly in his heart.

Madam will definitely not like it. I'll go wash up first to avoid dirtying her mouth and nose.

Yu'er sat on the bed, peacefully, with the dragon and phoenix candlelight flickering on the table opposite.

People often say that the first time is strange, the second time is familiar, and this is exactly what she means.

Served by Mrs. Hao, he had some easily digestible noodles and a bowl of Tremella soup, but he still didn't feel satisfied.

I ate some snacks with my daughter and saw that it was getting darker and darker.

Impatient, Qingxue half lifted her veil and talked to Mrs. Hao, then boredly peeled a lot of melon seeds, peanuts, red dates, and longans to pass the time.

The people in the bridal chamber ate happily and lived comfortably, no worse than at home.

We were having a great time laughing and chatting when we heard footsteps getting closer outside the door.

Several people moved their ears and looked at each other.

It was Mrs. Hao who was quick and tidied her clothes.

He turned around, took an empty plate, and took all the shells and fruits from the mother and daughter's hands.

By the way, he also covered the lady who was following him with her eyes with a red veil.

When the groom and the matchmaker from outside entered the room, they saw Mrs. Hao and Qingxue standing politely on both sides.

The Duke was drunk, and his red face was made even redder by the candlelight in the room.

"It's so late, you two haven't eaten yet, right? I've asked the cook to prepare a banquet in the next room, so go and eat quickly."

Qingxue knew that it was not appropriate for her to stay any longer at the moment, so she exchanged a silent glance with Mrs. Hao beside her.

Well, it would be awkward to be an eyesore on the wedding night, and she didn't want to be one either.

The two left one after the other. The matchmaker was smiling and holding a wedding tray with a wedding scale wrapped with the word "happiness" on it.

"The groom lifts the veil, and from now on he and his bride will be happy and harmonious."

The man successfully got rid of his adopted daughter, and his eyes, red from drinking, never left the person on the bed.

Liangliang was like a beast choosing its prey, so hungry that he was eager to devour the bride on the bed.

Yu'er's eyes were covered with a red veil, so she couldn't see clearly. She could only hear the matchmaker's voice and a slight sound.

Then came the sound of a man's footsteps slowly approaching. Before she could react, the veil on her head was lifted.

The candlelight is warm, and the house with floor heating is cozy in winter.

The slight dampness from the man's body mixed with the faint aroma of wine formed a sweet smell that lingered around her nose like a shadow.

The beautiful bride seemed to be drunk. Through the tassels of her phoenix crown, she looked at the groom in front of her, her husband, with her beautiful eyes.

The matchmaker looked at the couple who were looking at each other in silence, and quietly left the room, leaving the two people in the room to spend time together.

"You, why don't you say anything? Why are you always looking at me?"

The two looked at each other in silence for a long time. After all, Yu'er was too shy to stand the groom's increasingly fiery gaze lingering on her face.

She lowered her head shyly, looking extremely bashful. Zheng Peizhi licked his teeth and replied to her without further delay.

"The lotus is not as beautiful as the beauty's makeup, the wind blows through the water palace and the pearls and jade are fragrant."

After he finished speaking, he didn't wait for her to react, but turned around impatiently and picked up the wine poured on the table.

One was handed to the shy bride on the bed, she looked at him with beautiful eyes, and they were inseparable.

Finally, it settled on the wine glass right in front of it.

The man's hand holding the wine glass had distinct joints and strong knuckles, with strong blue veins hidden under the thin skin.

Yu'er raised her hands and lightly took the cup that the man was holding loosely.

She had just taken over when the next second, the man who had been ready to strike couldn't wait any longer.

He leaned forward and stopped the bride from getting up.

Looking at the groom who was magnified in my eyes, his handsome face and evil aura.

The wine in her hand almost spilled, and Yuer was worried. What should she do? How should she drink the wedding wine?

The groom who approached the beauty already had a plan in mind. He carefully put his big hands around the beauty's waist to support her.

The other arm holding the wine glass passed through the bride's stiff arm.

When Yu'er saw his action, she was stunned for a moment, then raised her cup.

The little face with a rosy white color came closer, and the red lips touched the wine glass, and she raised her head to drink the wine from the cup.

"I haven't combed my hair for a long time, and it's draped over my shoulders. I stretch my arms gently to my lover's knees, how can I not feel pity for him?"

Worried about his wife's belly, the Duke, who was a new husband and father, was obviously very restrained and only asked for urination once throughout the night.

Early in the morning on the second day after their wedding, Qingxue was waiting in the dining hall.

By noon, there was still no sign of him.

She curled her lips, knowing that her stepfather and biological mother would not be able to accompany her for breakfast this morning.

Suddenly, a little bitterness arose in the girl's heart, and she began to feel real emotions.

My beautiful mother is occupied by another man and may still be sleeping now.

The little girl was having her meal pitifully, and it was not until near noon that there began to be any movement in the largest courtyard in the Duke's Mansion.