Chapter 8 The heat from the wedding candles rolled up like a fiery snake, Mu...

The heat rolled up like a fire snake. Mu Xue was stunned for a moment, then she struggled to the side!

"Princess?" The maids in the room were puzzled and came closer to ask what was going on.

Mu Xue put her hand back into her sleeve and said calmly, "Nothing, my hand is a little numb."

He chuckled softly over his right shoulder.

There was no more talk, and the world covered by the red veil returned to silence.

But when the candy finally reached his hands, after a while, he could smell the sweet scent of the toffee, which was very pleasant.

After a long time, a female official came over and helped the two of them back to their rooms to change clothes.

She changed out of her ceremonial attire and put on court robes. The maid squatted at her feet and adjusted her court robe. The hair-combing nanny recited auspicious words while she re-combed her hair into a woman's style.

There was also a nanny next to her holding red cotton thread, waiting to "open her face".

There was a slight pain, and when Muxue opened her eyes again, she saw herself in the bronze mirror illuminated by the sunlight, dressed as a married woman.

At the beginning of the wedding ceremony, the guards and their spouses under the eaves sang a wedding song in Manchu, a very happy tune.

As the singing continued, Mu Xue was supported and sat down on the red felt carpet in front of the wedding bed. Her dress rustled, and a few gold-painted tables were brought over. In her hand, there was a green jade wedding cup, which was cold and a little icy.

This reminded her of the warmth of his palm just now, and a thought flashed through her mind.

After drinking the wedding wine, the taste was mellow and had a faint fruity aroma. However, it was quite alcoholic and gradually made her dizzy. After eating the children's cake and changing her clothes, she was helped to sit on the wedding bed again, and she felt dizzy.

Realizing this and fearing that she might not be awake, Mu Xue pinched herself hard. The pain came and she became a little more clear-headed.

The veil was lifted, and everything looked red. When the colors returned to normal, everyone's congratulations and festive words were over.

The maids and the nannies left with a smile, leaving only Muxue and Dorji in the room.

The red candle flickered, Dorji stood beside the wedding bed, and Muxue sat. She looked at him and thought that he was standing too tall for his age.

Muxue then stood up and deliberately stepped on the huanghuali footrest, almost level with Dorji.

This angle made it easy for her to observe his expression so that she could adjust her words at any time.

"Today we are getting married to complete the friendship between Manchuria and Mongolia. Khan Ama values ​​the northern desert and commends the Tushetu Khanate, so I am marrying him."

Dorji looked at her quietly.

Mu Xue said carefully: "Since I marry you, I will remember the teachings of Khan Ama, maintain the friendship between Manchus and Mongols, protect the dignity of the Tushetu Khanate, and never embarrass you in public. But... but all in all, today is the second time we meet."

She clutched the corner of her clothes tightly, her palms sweating.

"This is really too fast. I am not ready to sleep with you right now."

"Besides, there are so many ceremonies today that I am really a little tired and not feeling well. If you can understand me, could you please wait for a while and then... Do you understand what I mean?"

Dorji looked at her face intently, as if thinking about something.

After a moment of silence, he said, "I see. You are shy and don't want to consummate the marriage now."

What does it have to do with being shy? Mu Xue frowned, but she was concerned about the mood of the person in front of her, and was afraid that if she refuted him again, she would annoy him, so she nodded randomly.

For some reason, Dorji curled the corners of his mouth.

He sat on the wedding bed, bent down to take off his boots, and said, "You sleep inside."

"What?" Mu Xue asked anxiously, "I just said..."

"I understand." Dorji looked up at her, "I won't force you. I really want to sleep now. There are too many rules for your marriage. It's better to enjoy it on the grassland."

Seeing that Muxue was still a little dazed, he simply picked up a cloisonné candlestick from the table next to him, pulled out a red candle, and was about to pass it to her, but after taking a look at Muxue, he pulled over the embroidered red curtain and wiped the handle of the candlestick.

"I originally had a very beautiful little silver knife, but when I changed my clothes they said I couldn't bring sharp blades, for fear of hurting the princess."

Dorji handed the cloisonné candlestick to Muxue and said, "Take this and sleep inside. If I do anything unruly, just throw it here."

As he spoke, he tapped his head with his left hand.

"Is it time for bed, princess?"

Lying on her side on the newly embroidered quilt with mandarin ducks playing in the water, Mu Xue held the candlesticks in both hands, feeling a little dizzy and unreal.

Behind her, the man's breathing was very close.

I'm really not used to it, she thought. Even though Dorji slept properly, facing outwards, leaving a large space for her, without snoring, and even with light breathing, she still couldn't get used to it because it was her first time sleeping in the same bed with a man.

Mu Xue turned over and turned from the side to the front.

"Aren't you going to sleep yet? There's still a lot to do when you wake up."

Dorji said with his eyes closed.

Mu Xue hummed, stared blankly with her eyes open for a long time, then turned back to the side.

"Princess, do you need a lullaby to fall asleep?"

"no--"

She pulled the quilt and curled up into a ball, which was the most comfortable sleeping position for her.

But she was still worried. How would she report to the emperor tomorrow if the marriage was not consummated? What rumors would there be? She ordered herself not to think about it, but the more she thought about it, the more her thoughts kept pouring down like rain.

She sighed softly.

"Go to sleep, princess," Dorji's voice behind him sounded tired, "Tomorrow, a new sun will rise."

The new sun. It was similar to the ending of a novel she liked very much before.

She recalled the plot of the novel "Gone with the Wind", thinking, "After all, tomorrow is another new day," and gradually calmed down and finally fell into a deep sleep.

A new day, new sunlight shines on the bed.

Mu Xue sat up. She was the only one left in the wedding tent. The whole quilt covered her. Even the four corners of the cup were tucked in tightly to prevent any air from leaking out.

She stood up, casually pulled a robe over her body, and put on her soft shoes.

Logically, there should be a nanny waiting outside, ready to come in and serve as soon as she was called. However, the night before, Mu Xue had a secret talk with her husband about not consummating the marriage, so she deliberately asked no one to watch in the name of being shy.

Therefore, it was not until she opened the door that the maids who were on duty under the eaves of the second courtyard far away reacted. They immediately rushed over, handing over clothes, bringing hand warmers and hot water bottles, and were very busy.

"Princess, what if you catch a cold in this cold winter?" Nanny Wu scolded as she took the hand warmer from the maid Rong'er and put it into Muxue's hands.

"I'm fine," Mu Xue asked, holding the hand warmer, "Where's your husband?"

Aunt Wu grinned and said, "He is practicing martial arts in the front yard. He said he has been used to it for many years. Oh, he is really young and strong. He is wearing only a single layer of clothes and he is playing with swords and sticks."

She rambled on and on, "The princess is also aggrieved. Her husband told us that he drank too much last night and accidentally fell asleep. We need the servants to help persuade him, but we are afraid that you will be angry. It's also because those Mongolian boys are too bastards. How could they force him to drink so much!"

Mu Xue tightened her grip on the hand warmer: "Did he say that?"

"Yes, don't be upset. This is a common thing among the people. There is a long way to go. There is no need to rush..."

Mu Xue echoed a few words casually and walked towards the front yard.

The princess's residence was a four-courtyard compound, with each courtyard having side rooms and pavilions in front and behind. When discussing their use, the second courtyard in the west was allocated to the prince consort.

In the courtyard, Dorji, dressed in a white robe, danced with a sword majestically.

Seeing Muxue's figure, Dorji sheathed his knife, threw it casually to the servant, and strode over.

"woke up?"

"Um."

Mu Xue took two steps forward and whispered, "You said...you drank too much?"

"Yeah, so they don't have to bother me anymore."

"But, I'm afraid someone will laugh at you."

"It doesn't matter. You won't lose a piece of flesh if you laugh at me."

Dorji lowered his eyes and looked at her, raising his eyebrows slightly: "Princess, are you feeling sorry for me?"

"No!"

Dorji didn't care and suddenly turned around: "Wait for me."

He went into the house and came out holding a knife. The knife was in a silver scabbard inlaid with red coral and turquoise, delicate and beautiful.

"Here, I give it to you."

Mu Xue widened her eyes slightly: "This... is not necessary."

Dorji laughed and said, "What are you thinking about? It's not for opening the head."

He gently stroked the red coral on the scabbard, and his tone suddenly softened: "This is what my mother left me. I have always intended to give it to my future wife. Now, this is your sword."

Mu Xue looked at the knife: "But..."

"Why do you have so many buts?" Dorji took the heater from her without saying anything and put the silver knife in her hand instead.

The heavy silver knife was so icy that Mu Xue shuddered.

Dorji leaned forward, his eyes were light in color, like amber wine in a jade bowl.

"Princess, you won't be shy. I am the man who deserves your love the most in the entire Mobei grassland."