We've kissed, we've touched, but the final step has to wait until today.

The two were not strangers like ordinary couples; they had known each other for more than two years, and on the way to their wedding, they had already exchanged all the sweet words they had to say.

At this moment, it would be a waste of time to utter another word.

The wedding night, delayed by the old emperor's death, finally arrived.

Excitedly, they ripped open their belts, scattering their formal attire and accessories all over the floor.

The large tent was heated by underfloor heating, and the red curtains, illuminated by red candles, made the air seem to be on fire.

The time felt both long and short, filled with turbulent waves and moments of frenzy.

The result of this recklessness was that Song Liyun woke up with a sore back.

Feeling that hand still lingering on her chest, Song Liyun was speechless: The man on horseback has amazing waist strength!

Even though I'm not a delicate young lady, I'm finding it a bit too much to handle.

As soon as she woke up, Zhao Tingduo also woke up, and stretched out his long arm to pull her into his arms.

Song Liyun pushed away the hand that was trying to reach out again: "It's dawn, we should get up early to pay our respects to Mother!"

Zhao Tingduo buried her face in the crook of her neck, rubbing against her and whimpering, "Mother doesn't need to pay her respects, I'm the one who needs to..."

Song Liyun couldn't afford to mess around with him anymore.

Not wanting to experience the awkwardness of calling for hot water in the middle of the night on their wedding night, or having their bodily waste seen in the morning, the couple immediately took out new bedding from their storage space and changed it.

I changed the sheets twice and used hot water twice during the night. I was busy all night and barely slept.

There were still sheets and blankets piled up in the room, and she didn't want to get all sticky again.

Song Liyun struggled to pull Zhao Tingduo off her, then hurriedly covered her face, blocking the mouth that was smacking around: "Stop fooling around, today is the first time to pay respects. It's not just Madam Wuya, but also my Uncle Kui and the others. Don't forget, there's also Granny Xu from the palace!"

When Xu Mama was mentioned, Zhao Tingduo regained his senses. He propped himself up on one side, revealing his muscular physique without any attempt to hide it.

Just as he was about to say something, there was a light knock on the door, and Yun Niangzi's voice: "Young Master, Young Madam, you need to go and serve tea to Madam in an hour!"

Song Liyun sat up abruptly, hurriedly putting on her clothes, and then complained to Zhao Tingduo, "It's all your fault, you dragged your feet and made us late."

Zhao Tingduo sighed, knowing she couldn't refuse any longer, so she reluctantly grabbed a set of undergarments, put them on casually, and went to open the door barefoot on the wool carpet.