Chapter 230: Bridal Chamber

The Duke's Mansion was filled with red silk and brocade, and a long red carpet stretched from the main gate to Luoya Residence. The maids and servants were all wearing new clothes, and the mansion was filled with joy everywhere.

Various wedding supplies were placed in the main room of Luoyaju. There were wedding characters posted in the room, and dragon and phoenix candles were burning slowly. Four kinds of dried fruits, namely, early, sheng, gui, and zi, were placed on the wedding table. The red silk gauze curtain was embroidered with gold thread. Xu Jingyang was sent to sit by the bed. The veil blocked her view, and she could only see her feet.

Grandma Xi was talking about happy things with the maid sent from the palace, and Nanny Liang, who was beside the eldest princess, came to Luoyaju.

Congratulations filled his ears and Xu Jingyang's palms were sweating.

The night was as cold as water. Footsteps were heard outside the yard, and then the door was opened.

"Wow, the groom is here so soon."

"The prince is here."

"It's time to pick a hijab."

Xu Jingyang's lowered vision revealed a pair of feet. Through the red silk, she vaguely saw a man's figure and a strong smell of alcohol.

After a chuckle, Xu Jingyang's veil was lifted. She raised her eyes and saw Qi Yunshen's handsome and flushed face. The man's eyes were deep, and there was touching affection in the depths of his eyes.

Looking back, the scene four years ago overlaps with this moment.

Xu Jingyang looked at him with a smile: "Yan Hui, we are married."

Qi Yunshen held Xu Jingyang's hand tightly.

"It's time for the bride and groom to drink the wedding wine."

…

After the whole process, the maids who were guarding the room left one after another.

Xu Jingyang's cheeks were rosy, and the maid took off her hairpin. Then the couple began to eat. The man next to her had dark eyes. Xu Jingyang felt uncomfortable being stared at, and it seemed that the surroundings were filled with that unspeakable desire.

Xu Jingyang: "If you're done eating, leave first."

Qi Yunshen continued to serve Xu Jingyang the dishes: "No hurry, thank you for your hard work today."

Xu Jingyang ate his food in small bites. Before he could say anything, he heard Qi Yunshen say, "Go to bed early."

Xu Jingyang's face flushed completely. She asked, "Where's Zhenzhen?"

"Princess Mansion, mother is taking her with her."

The candlelight in the room illuminated the two figures, looking very affectionate.

Xu Jingyang didn't eat much for dinner, so she put down her chopsticks and stood up slowly. The two maids quickly cleared the dishes away. The remaining two maids followed Xu Jingyang into the bathroom with great tact.

There is a bathroom on each side of the main house in the main courtyard, one for the couple to use respectively.

After a whole day of tossing and turning, Xu Jingyang finally felt a little better after soaking his limbs in hot water. Rose petals were spread on the surface of the water, and the bathroom was filled with boiling steam and the fragrance of flowers.

The clothes in the bathroom were prepared in advance. Hanging on the screen were a red silk tube dress and a very thin outer robe.

Xu Jingyang glanced at it and his face turned red instantly.

Has she not paid attention for a long time?

Is this what people in Beijing wear on their wedding nights now?

The maid noticed Xu Jingyang's gaze and explained, "This is a tribute silk from Shu. It's as thin as silk and feels like nothing when you put it on. The craftsmanship is much more complex and sophisticated than Shu brocade. The eldest princess had it made specially for her—"

Xu Jingyang interrupted her: "Okay, I get it."

I don’t know if it was because of the hot water or what, but Xu Jingyang’s skin was white with a hint of pink all over, and the tips of his ears were completely red.

There were no other undergarments in the bathroom.

Xu Jingyang hesitated for a moment, stood up, dried his body with a large towel, then changed his clothes and left the bathroom.

Qi Yunshen had finished washing up early in the outer room. There were no extra maids in the main room, and the two maids behind him also retreated through the small door of the bathroom in time.

The two stood one far away and one near.

Xu Jingyang's body was glowing white.

Qi Yunshen had already cleaned up the premature baby on the bed. He stood in the light, his face handsome and elegant. He looked at Xu Jingyang standing beside the antique shelf. A dark light flashed in his eyes, and gradually became deep, straightforward and frank. A light laugh escaped from his throat:

"Ma'am, are you alright?"

Xu Jingyang met Qi Yunshen's extremely aggressive gaze. She gathered her outer robe, coughed lightly, and just took a step forward when a man not far away walked towards her.

Xu Jingyang was instantly picked up by the waist. She covered her chest and seemed to be able to feel Qi Yunshen's chest shaking.

"Almost five years."

More than four years, including the few months when Xu Jingyang was pregnant.

Xu Jingyang was stunned for a moment, then looking at Qi Yunshen's ambiguous eyes, she instantly understood.

Xu Jingyang was placed on the bed, her black hair like silk covering the pillow, her face like a rosy glow, the contrast of extreme red, extreme black, and extreme white, alluring and almost demonic. Qi Yunshen's breathing became heavier, and his large palm gently stroked the woman's face. Qi Yunshen murmured, "Jingyang."

The clothes overlapped and intertwined, and the two figures in the tent were blurred...

Candles burned from day to night, and the petals that had been carefully cared for in the yard were washed by the rain, gradually opening their stamens. No one else could glimpse their beauty...

Xu Jingyang's chest kept heaving, and she seemed to have not yet come to her senses. She raised her arm, gently stroked Qi Yunshen's eyebrows, then stroked the scar on the man's temple, her eyes so tender that tears could drip out.

Suddenly, her wrist was grabbed tightly.

The stove pressed against her from behind...

It was not until the sky turned blue that Xu Jingyang was able to close his eyes.

Qi Yunshen stared at her for a long time, then gently kissed the top of her head.

When Xu Jingyang opened his eyes again, it was already noon. Qi Yunshen had already woken up and was leaning against the bed with a book in his hand.

Every bone in Xu Jingyang's body felt as if it had been crushed. She had been cleaned in advance and was wearing a comfortable undershirt.

Xu Jingyang: "What time is it now? Why didn't you call me?"

The morning is the day to serve tea to the elders of the Duke of Zhenguo’s Mansion.

Qi Yunshen held her hand and said, "Let you sleep a little longer. There's still time."

The Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion did not have the same rules of visiting relatives in the morning and evening as other noble families, and Old Madam Qi did not like this superficial rule, so the time set for the two of them was not very early.

Clothes were scattered on the ground. Xu Jingyang stepped over Qi Yunshen and was about to get out of bed. As soon as he stepped on the ground, his legs almost went weak.

Qi Yunshen grabbed her from behind with both hands, put her on the bed, and went to get her dress.

Xu Jingyang stared at him sadly: "I told you to hurry up last night, but you didn't keep your word."

Qi Yunshen touched his nose, knowing that he was in the wrong. He took out several sets of clothes and asked Xu Jingyang to choose slowly.

There were marks on Xu Jingyang's neck. She changed into a lavender long dress and wore a petticoat with a slightly high collar. Her hair was towering, her skin was as white as cream, and she wore a jade hairpin lightly. Her every move was captivating.

Xu Jingyang saw the person in the mirror, Qi Yunshen, wearing a green shirt, which seemed to be the same one she had made for Qi Yunshen in Xiazhou before. Xu Jingyang stood up thoughtfully.

Qi Yunshen held her hand and asked, "What are you thinking about?"

Xu Jingyang: "I'll make a condom for you later."

Qi Yunshen raised his eyebrows slightly and squeezed Xu Jingyang's soft and boneless palm: "I can't bear to let go."

Xu Jingyang glanced at him: "Really?"

Qi Yunshen: "Just make a pair of socks."