Chapter 43 Chapter 43 Getting Married
"Wan Ning! You should stop reading those books full of nonsense about love."
Chu Xian couldn't help but mutter, "Those storybooks are just for tricking young girls who are naive to the ways of the world."
"Hey, hey, hey, what if I'm ignorant of the ways of the world? I have Yinsi. No one can deceive me. Yinsi will protect me."
"I don't watch love stories, I just watch Miss Aishu kissing and hugging me. Do you think I'm going to read ghost stories that make your hair stand on end?"
Wan Ning put her hands on her hips and retorted, "It's you! You should read fewer creepy ghost stories."
"Those stories were incredibly strange. I'd hide in bed and read them. As soon as I closed my eyes, the whole room was filled with ghosts, blowing cold air at me. It was pitch black in the middle of the night, yet it felt quite lively."
"I feel like there's a figure somewhere."
Chu Xian chuckled: "It's good to have a good time. I'll give you two more books tomorrow... woo..."
Wan Ning held her chattering mouth shut. "Please shut up, Auntie! Someone's blowing air conditioning on my back. I'm scared."
Wan Ning was not afraid of ghosts, but was afraid that Chi Zheng's identity would be revealed. She was so anxious that she broke out in cold sweats.
If Xian'er could be with the Fourth Prince, she would rather see hell.
Today, she was completely tied to the pirate ship by Chi Zheng and was in a difficult situation.
Not only does she not dare to expose it, she also has to rack her brains to cover up for the Fourth Prince and help him win Xian'er's heart.
After much hesitation, Wan Ning decided to tie the Fourth Prince and Xian'er together first to enhance their relationship.
"Xian'er, you need to pretend to be affectionate with the Fourth Prince in front of Yinsi. You know, Yinsi was raised by the eldest prince's mother, Concubine Hui, when he was young. He has always been close to the eldest prince. What if he lets something slip one day..."
Wan Ning felt guilty. Yinsi was not a man who would talk, so for Xian'er's sake, she had to let Yinsi take the blame.
"Wan Ning, I believe that Master Ba is not a gossiper. Don't talk about him like that in the future. If Master Ba knew, he would be very sad."
Chu Xian firmly believes that the Eighth Master is a more benevolent ruler than the Fourth Master and is more suitable to be the emperor. She is now the most loyal supporter of the Eighth Master.
"I understand."
Wan Ning's eyes were filled with tears, and she felt more and more guilty towards Yinsi. Even those close to her praised him for his good deeds.
The two chatted for a while, then yawned and fell asleep.
On the second day, we went boating on Yanqi Lake.
Chu Xian felt really embarrassed to continue to intervene between Wan Ning and the Eighth Master, so she had to go with the Fourth Prince.
Next to the small boat, Su Peisheng and Xian Rong were frantically fighting for the bamboo pole.
The flat-bottomed boat is light and delicate, and the bow can only accommodate one person to row.
Xian Rong and Su Peisheng naturally refused to give in to each other, and both wanted to support each other to prevent their respective masters from suffering losses.
Seeing Su Peisheng and Xianrong holding onto the bamboo pole, neither of them letting go, Chu Xian snatched it away and said, "The Fourth Master and I want to be alone, so I'll hold the pole today."
She turned around, and the bamboo shoot in her hand was snatched away by the Fourth Prince: "Master, come here."
"Master, let me come."
"No need, Fu Jin, just sit tight."
The fourth brother stepped onto the small boat without saying a word. The boat was small and flat, floating low like a thin leaf on the shore of Yanqi Lake, which was shimmering with golden light. It was quite artistic.
Chu Xian was so fascinated by the sight that she decided to take Chi Zheng for a boat ride on the lake some other day.
The boat was small and narrow, with the Fourth Prince standing tall and graceful at the bow. Chu Xian was reserved at first, sitting upright and not smiling, but gradually she was attracted by the flocks of white swans and red-crowned cranes on the lake. She casually broke off a lotus leaf to tease the swans.
As the sun grew hotter, a thin layer of sweat formed on her rosy and powdered face. Afraid that the powder would spread, she covered her head with lotus leaves.
Seeing that a thin layer of sweat was also oozing out of the Fourth Prince's forehead, Chu Xian hurried to please him. She plucked off the lotus leaves and folded them into a green hat in a few seconds.
Eeyore...green hat!
Green hats were no longer considered a serious color in ancient times. Most families whose wives were prostitutes would wear green hats.
Chu Xian's face turned pale. She pulled off the green hat on her head and began to pick lotus flowers, weaving the lotus flowers with stems into a wreath to provide shade.
After slowly weaving two wreaths, she handed one to the Fourth Prince first.
His handsome, porcelain-white face was already slightly flushed by the morning light. He took the wreath and put it on his head.
Chu Xian was slightly stunned. The only thing that was impeccable about the Fourth Prince was his appearance. If one had to find fault with him, one could only say that his skin was a little pale.
"Fujin, would you like to eat lotus seeds?" After saying that, the Fourth Prince reached out and twisted the lotus pod.
"Master, that's enough. I'll peel some lotus pods for you to taste." Chu Xian said, subconsciously alert and looking around.
Before I knew it, the boat had entered the deep lotus flowers. Where was Shu'er?
She didn't dare to ask, but just curled up in the boat to peel lotus seeds and put the lotus seeds without the core on the lotus leaves. Before she knew it, the sun was setting and the lotus leaves in front of her were full of lotus seeds.
She picked up the bitter lotus core in a handkerchief, took it home to dry, and made lotus core tea for Chi Zheng to clear away heat and detoxify. He was prone to lung heat in the summer, so drinking lotus core tea was just right for him.
The remaining worthless lotus seeds are just right for the Fourth Prince to eat.
"Master, I have peeled a lot of lotus seeds. Would you like to try some?"
"Okay." Yinzhen threw the bamboo pole to the servant in the next boat, sat cross-legged with his wife, facing each other, and ate lotus seeds together.
"Hmm, these lotus seeds are sweet and crisp. I'll have someone pick some to make lotus seed paste-filled cakes."
Before Chu Xian finished speaking, the servants serving around her began to pick lotus pods.
After eating and drinking, Chu Xian lay on the boat and looked at the clouds in the blue sky.
In fact, as long as the Fourth Prince acts mute, he is quite easy to get along with.
The wind was gentle, the sun was dim, the sky was clear, the rustling sound of Artemisia annua swaying in the waves was in her ears, and the faint fragrance of pink lotus lingered in her nose. Her eyelids became heavier and heavier, and she fell into a deep sleep.
At this time, Su Peisheng jumped to the bow of the boat quietly and took over the bamboo pole to paddle the boat.
Xianrong and Suiqing, who were standing on the small boat at the back, could only stare blankly. When they wanted to chase the small boat hidden among the lotus leaves, they were blocked by seven or eight other small boats lying crookedly in front of them.
Chai Yu stood in front of the small boat with his hands in his pockets.
Wherever Xianrong's boat turned, he would cross the boat there. If he let Xianrong Suiqing go over and disturb his master today, he would be beaten with a stick.
The boat was parked among the lotus leaves, and the other boats around it were filled with ice. The servants were busy fanning the ice.
Yinzhen hugged his wife tightly and fell asleep in her arms.
Suddenly, her lips felt warm, and she initiated the kiss, and he happily responded...
Half asleep and half awake, Chu Xian subconsciously turned sideways. When she opened her eyes, the familiar handsome face was right in front of her.
Behind him was a vast expanse of stars, rippling like a dream, with thousands of tiny waves.
Everything was silent, only her and his breathing were alive.
The warm breaths intertwined and Chu Xian held her breath. The Fourth Prince's deep breath sprayed on her cheek, making it wet and slightly itchy.
The boat was long and narrow, and she snuggled in his arms, not knowing how long she slept.
Su Peisheng was sitting at the bow of the boat peeling lotus seeds. When he saw her looking at him, he grinned and scratched his head.
Chu Xian didn't dare to move. She only felt that the place where they were close to each other was burning hot, and cold sweat broke out in an instant.
The boat moved slowly forward. Chu Xian didn't know how to escape. Just then, Wan Ning called out from the shore: "Xian'er, come and eat some roast goose."
Yinsi was rolling up his sleeves and roasting a goose himself when he saw his fourth brother and his sister-in-law snuggling in a small boat and taking a nap. It was too late to stop them.
Wan Ning realized that she was in trouble and quickly hid behind Yinsi. Among Yinsi's older brothers, she was most afraid of the Fourth Prince.
If Xian'er had not married the Fourth Prince as his wife, Wan Ning would not even dare to talk to him.
When Wan Ning called out the first word, Fourth Brother sat up with a stern face.
"Fourth brother, fourth sister-in-law, come and eat the roast goose quickly."
Yinsi agreed awkwardly, shielding Wan Ning's voice in his deliberately loud voice.
"Here I come~"
Chu Xianru was pardoned. She sat up from the Fourth Prince's arms and fled to the shore in a hurry.
After the masters came ashore, Su Peisheng stepped ashore with a smile, but was suddenly stepped on the instep by Xian Rong.
Su Peisheng's eyes were filled with tears from the pain, but he dared not say a word.
"I'm sorry, Eunuch Su, my foot slipped."
"No...it's okay."
Su Peisheng squeezed out a tear. He couldn't afford to offend any of the servants in the Fu Jin's main courtyard.
Like firecrackers, they explode without any light.
Xian'er moved closer, and Wan Ning's smile froze for a moment. She quickly raised her hand to wipe off the lip balm that had smudged to the corners of her lips.
All the lip balm on Xian'er's lips was eaten by the Fourth Prince.
"What's wrong? Is there something on the corner of my lip?" Chu Xian thought she was drooling after falling asleep, so she walked quickly to the lakeside awkwardly and looked at herself in the water.
"You have all the makeup on your face, wash it quickly." Wan Ning handed over a piece of fragrant soap.
"Yeah, it's true." Chu Xian quickly grabbed the soap and rubbed it on her face.
When the two returned to the stone table, their faces were bare and white.
At this time, the Eighth Master was drawing his bow and shooting geese, and every arrow hit its target.
Looking at the Fourth Prince again, he was sitting in front of the stone table like an old monk. He must have felt ashamed after seeing the Eighth Prince's superb archery skills. After all, the Fourth Prince could only draw the bow with his strength of one-quarter and a half, and was barely able to even tie a chicken.
Chu Xian's nose felt sore when she thought of the four and a half forces. She thought of Chi Zheng. If she hadn't been implicated by him, Chi Zheng's archery skills would be even better than that of the Eighth Master, and he could even draw the bow with sixteen forces.
The Fourth Prince never touched a bow and arrow during the entire process. Chu Xian and Wan Ning followed the Eighth Prince to shoot geese together.
Yinsi was surprised. He originally thought that his fourth brother and his fourth sister-in-law were not on good terms. However, when his fourth sister-in-law drew her bow and rode her horse, he could see traces of his fourth brother at a glance. Even the way his fourth sister-in-law whipped and kicked was exactly the same as his fourth brother's.
It is obvious that the fourth sister-in-law's superb riding and archery skills were taught by the fourth brother himself.
"Xian'er, you are good at riding and shooting. Do you want to go to Mulan Autumn Hunt this year?" Wan Ning threw a water bag over.
"The prince's wife will go."
Chu Xian carefully put the deer antler ring she used to draw the bow into the purse she carried with her.
Chi Zheng's riding and archery skills were first-rate. Just now, she let go and competed with Wan Ning, and was able to be on par with Wan Ning. In the past, she couldn't even hit the target and missed it every time.
She no longer had any scruples and decided to go to Mulan Paddock with Wan Ning for a pleasure trip.
"Xian'er, which master taught you riding and shooting?" Wan Ning asked knowingly, for she had seen the Fourth Prince riding and shooting during the Mulan Autumn Hunt.
Even Xian'er's movements of jumping onto the horse, kicking the stirrups and holding the whip were exactly the same as the Fourth Prince's.
Even the gesture of placing the bowstring on the ring and drawing the bow to shoot the arrow is exactly the same as that of the Fourth Prince.
Wan Ning couldn't help but think of the official script that Xian'er had been writing recently, the font was clear and neat.
"Xian'er, your calligraphy has improved a lot recently. It must be due to the teacher's teaching."
Seeing Wan Ning winking at her, she obviously guessed it was Chi Zheng. Chu Xian pursed her lips to hide her smile: "Yes, it's him." "Actually, the Fourth Prince is riding on □□Zhan..."
"Wan Ning, there is a white rabbit behind the maple tree in the south." Chu Xian interrupted.
Wan Ning seemed to be deliberately trying to match her with the Fourth Prince, which disgusted Chu Xian greatly. Even if Yue Lao tried to forcibly tie her and the Fourth Prince together with a thread of fate, it would be useless.
She and the Fourth Prince are just allies. If they cannot be allies, they can only be mortal enemies.
Wan Ning was shocked. When Xian'er mentioned the Fourth Prince just now, she did not hide the disgust in her eyes at all.
In the next few days, whenever she mentioned the Fourth Prince, Xian'er would change the subject. Over time, Wan Ning didn't dare to speak again.
Chu Xian waited anxiously at Yanqi Lake until the sixth day of April, and only when the carriage entered the city of Sijiu did her tense nerves finally relax.
It seemed that she was worrying too much, the Fourth Prince did not hurt her at all.
She speculated for a long time and was certain that the Fourth Prince was only trying to put on such an act in order to make the Eighth Prince and his wife think that he and she were getting along well.
That night, while the Fourth Prince went to Changchun Garden to discuss state affairs with Emperor Kangxi and the Crown Prince, Chu Xian couldn't wait to disguise herself and go find Chi Zheng.
In the private residence in Suoyi Hutong, Yinzhen had just returned here and was surprised to hear that she had arrived at the entrance of the alley.
Yinzhen held his forehead with his hands, feeling mixed emotions of sadness and joy.
I don’t know whether I should cry for myself or congratulate Chi Zheng on his wedding tonight.
Suppressing his conflicted emotions, he walked to the corner door and waited. He opened the door halfway, and the person in front of him jumped into his arms excitedly.
Yinzhen stood still and picked her up by the waist with one hand.
Chu Xian hugged Chi Zheng's neck obediently, and he held her in one hand and spun her around, then left with her in his arms intimately.
"Am I too heavy? Don't put pressure on your arms."
Worried that Chi Zheng couldn't hold her with one hand, Chu Xian leaned half of her body on his shoulder, not daring to move.
If she hadn't hurt him, he wouldn't have been so embarrassed as to hug her with one hand. The more calm he was, the more guilty she felt.
"I can hold you tight, trust me." Yinzhen raised his head, and she lowered her head to kiss him with a smile in her eyes.
"No, you can't hold me for too long." Chu Xian anxiously jumped out of Chi Zheng's arms.
"You get a sore throat in the summer. Look, I brought you some lotus seed tea. I peeled the best lotus seeds one by one and carefully selected a small jar of them."
A hint of resentment flashed in Yinzhen's eyes.
No wonder the quality of the lotus core tea she gave him was mixed. It turned out that what he had been drinking happily these days were all defective products.
Twisted jealousy and bitterness surged in his heart. Yinzhen was suffocated and without saying a word, he pressed her down on the bed and kissed her passionately to vent his anger.
When I opened my mouth to bite the soft lips, my heart also softened. The punishing kiss eventually turned into a soft sucking kiss.
The two of them rubbed their ears together, embraced and kissed each other, in a tender and charming manner.
"Cough cough cough cough cough! Madam, the wedding dress is ready. I will help you to dress and change." Xianrong coughed so hard that she almost got a stitch in the side.
Chu Xian gently pushed Chi Zheng away and sat up with a red face.
"Madam, it's not easy to invite Madam Quanfu, so why not let me do her hair and hairstyle for her?" Sui Qing looked embarrassed.
"No need, I'll tie Xian'er's hair." Yinzhen and his wife held hands and sat down in front of the dressing mirror.
He not only tied her hair and made up her face, but also painted her eyebrows and eyes and changed her into a wedding dress.
"This is what my mother left for me. She said that if I ever meet someone I love, I should wear this wedding dress and marry him. I thought I would never have the chance to wear it again in this lifetime, but luckily I met you."
Chu Xian's eyes were filled with tears.
The smile on Yinzhen's lips froze for a moment: "Very beautiful."
The red veil fell off, and Chi Zheng personally carried her into the sedan chair.
The Manchus would marry at midnight, with the bridal sedan going around the courtyard several times. At midnight, the auspicious hour approached, the sedan would stop in front of the courtyard's main gate.
"Groom, please shoot arrows." Su Peisheng shouted.
With three soft "dong dong dong" sounds, the door of the sedan chair was opened, and Chu Xian's hand was held tightly. The familiar clear and deep fragrance came to her.
Her cheeks were flushed, and a piece of red silk was placed in her palm.
Chu Xian shyly grasped one end of the red silk, stepped over the brazier and the saddle, and entered the courtyard.
"Bow to heaven and earth!" Su Peisheng shouted at the top of his voice.
Supported by Sui Qing and Xian Rong, Chu Xian performed the first bow with Chi Zheng.
"Bow to your parents twice."
Yinzhen calmed himself down, turned sideways towards the Forbidden City, knelt down with his knees bent, and bowed to the Forbidden City from afar with Xian'er.
"Husband and wife bow to each other!"
Chu Xian bent down and saw Chi Zheng in festive red clothes from under the veil, and her heart was beating like a drum.
After the ceremony, the newlyweds sat in front of the wedding bed.
The veil was lifted, and Yinzhen smiled as he carefully brushed away the few strands of messy hair from her forehead.
After eating the offspring cake, only the couple were left in the bridal chamber with the dragon and phoenix candles lit.
"I will help my husband bathe and change clothes."
Chu Xian was a little nervous. She reached out her hand and covered Chi Zheng's Ruyi knot with trembling hands, but her hands were shaking so badly that she couldn't untie it for a long time.
Suddenly, the man's slender hand covered the back of her hand, and his palm was also hot, burning.
"Let's take a bath together." Yinzhen's eyes were blurred, his voice was low and hoarse, and it was obviously filled with surging desire.
"You go first. I'll take off my hairpins and makeup first." Chu Xian said in a muffled voice, reaching out and gently stroking the back of his hand.
"Madam, let me help you."
Without giving her a chance to refuse, Chi Zheng took her hand and led her to the dressing table to sit down. After removing the gorgeous jewels from her hair, Chu Xian couldn't help but rub her shoulders.
Chi Zheng helped her to tie an exquisite bun. She couldn't help but be surprised. He didn't know how to tie a woman's hair before, but he became so skillful in just a few days. She didn't know how long he had been practicing secretly.
"When did you learn to tie your hair?"
"That day, the bun I tied for you wasn't good, so I found some books and studied for a few days."
"I also learned how to draw eyebrows and eyes."
Chu Xian smiled and put his palm close to her cheek, rubbing it tenderly.
She lowered her eyelashes and let his big hands tear her wedding dress apart impatiently.
The dense and hot kisses kept falling on the shoulders and gradually moved down.
The two of them kissed and rolled onto the bed, naked to each other.
Outside the door, Su Peisheng raised his hand, and two dark shadows rushed out from the dark night, carrying the unconscious Sui Qing and Xian Rong to the side room to rest.
With these two people interfering, the master and his wife will never be able to consummate their marriage successfully.
After settling Xianrong and Suiqing, Su Peisheng waited at the door with his back bent. Listening to the noise inside the house, Su Peisheng grinned and took out two balls of cotton to plug his ears.
Inside the house, Chu Xian's hair was half-tied, her eyes growing moist with bliss. Fearful yet expectant.
When her love was deep, she never wanted to let him go.
He became more gentle and kissed away her tears.
"Xian'er..." Yinzhen was already intoxicated, his delicate and soft words blew hot air into her ears, he fell into it, biting her ear and whispering.
Only then did Yinzhen finally understand the relationship between men and women. He realized that being intimate with the woman he loved was such an unforgettable pleasure.
Chu Xian had never expected that the cold and sullen Chi Zheng would be like this on the bed...
His fingertips were everywhere, forcefully invading every inch of skin, and wherever they passed, it was like a prairie fire...
When his love was deep, Chi Zheng whispered her name, and used his lips, teeth and tongue to tenderly trace the corners of her eyes and eyebrows...
In the moment of extreme bliss, Chu Xian's hands roamed on his strong back, and she was so nervous that she didn't know where to put her hands.
Spend the spring night in the warm hibiscus tent………………
Outside the door, Su Peisheng had a sad face. Listening to the sounds of passion between a man and a woman in the house that had not stopped for a long time, he couldn't help but shook his head.
This is the third time, a reminder? Su Peisheng rubbed his hands nervously.
What should he do? If he were in the Fourth Prince's mansion at this time, with the Fourth Prince and his wife inside, he would definitely be able to shout it out. After all, it was his duty, and the Prince and his wife would not be angry with him.
But now, it was Chi Zheng who was inside, and he didn't dare to speak. If the concubine discovered his true identity, he would be torn into pieces by the Fourth Master.
Su Peisheng was extremely conflicted. According to the rules, servants had to remind their master to be restrained and not be lustful, for fear that his health would be damaged.
The words reminding the master to restrain himself were on the tip of his tongue. Su Peisheng opened his mouth, but stopped himself from saying anything. Finally, he kept silent, turned his back and covered his ears.
The curtains swayed, and they enjoyed themselves for a while, not until the early morning did they finally rest.
Chu Xian was sleeping in a daze when she suddenly felt a familiar fullness. Her cheeks became hot and she opened her sleepy eyes.
"woke up."
The man sealed her lips with a kiss, blocking her slightly swollen red lips, and continued to linger and linger.
Chu Xian didn't even have the strength to raise her hands, so she could only lie limp and let him do whatever he wanted.
Chi Zheng got up in the morning and took advantage of her twice before he was barely satisfied. He then pulled away and prepared to carry her to take a shower and change clothes.
Chu Xian just moved her body, but her face turned red instantly. She hurriedly took out a small handkerchief from under the pillow and stuffed it underneath.
Yinzhen was puzzled at first, but he soon realized why she did that, and his ears turned red.
"It's my fault. I couldn't help myself. I'm sorry... Can I help you bathe?"
"Stupid..." Chu Xian blushed and hooked her arms around his neck, whispering.
She was covered in traces of him from inside to outside, filled with them, woven into her bones and blood, how could they be washed away?
He leaned over with a smile, suddenly nibbled her earlobe, his lips almost touching her ear as he whispered softly.
After hearing clearly what dirty words he said, Chu Xian covered her face in shyness.
I really can't believe that such a self-disciplined and conservative guy like him would actually say such shameful private things in the boudoir.
The two of them were affectionate and affectionate, hugging and kissing each other as they went to shower and change clothes. During this time, they played around again before getting dressed.
At this time, Chu Xian's steps were a little strange, and she slowly walked to the bed.
She pulled out a blood-stained handkerchief from under the big red wedding quilt and held it in front of Chi Zheng.
But the wrinkled Yuan handkerchief was stained with filth and blood, some of which were his, and some were hers.
The glaring fallen petals bloomed on the pure white handkerchief. Last night, the two of them finally merged completely into each other.
"From now on, you can no longer suspect that I have an affair with the Fourth Prince."
Yinzhen was stunned for a moment, unable to tell whether he felt more sad or happy: "Okay."
"Are you going back today?" Yinzhen suppressed his shame and said, "Don't leave, okay?"
Her legitimate husband, the Fourth Prince, is accompanying the emperor in Changchun Garden and will return home in five days.
Yinzhen was really unwilling to accept this. Even though he knew her choice, he still suppressed his grievance and asked.
"I'll be with you for the next three days."
Chu Xian couldn't bear to see his pitiful look. She had originally planned to go back today, but now she couldn't bear to move.
When the door opened, Su Peisheng saw the awkward smile on his grandfather's face, and felt both sad and happy.
When he turned around, he saw Sui Qing and Xian Rong running towards him in a hurry.
Sui Qing saw from afar the charming and radiant look between Fu Jin's eyebrows, which was only found in women. His eyes went dark and he almost fainted.
She grabbed Xianrong and said, "Let's go. It's too late... It's too late..."
"Ah...what should we do? We'll all die..."
"Don't panic, don't panic, let me think about it, let me think about it." Sui Qing's steps were unsteady, and he turned and hid in the study.
"Xianrong, take this contraceptive pill. Make sure you watch Fu Jin swallow it with your own eyes."
"But...but what can the Lady use to consummate the marriage with the Fourth Prince?" Xianrong sobbed sadly.
Sui Qing rubbed his face in fear, his eyes suddenly gleaming with ruthlessness: "We're going to die anyway, so why not... let the Fourth Prince consummate his marriage with his wife without realizing it."
"....." Xianrong stumbled.
"You, you, you...you want to make the Fourth Prince a living cuckold. No, I dare not..."
"There's only one way. Find an opportunity for you and me to help each other out and make sure Fu Jin agrees. Otherwise, you and I will both die."
Xianrong had a sad face and nodded helplessly.
In the inner room, Chu Xian was approaching Chi Zheng with a tape measure, preparing to make winter clothes for him.
"My dear, open your arms and I will measure you."
Yinzhen put down his brush, opened his arms with a smile, but when she was concentrating on measuring the width of her shoulders, he reached out and hugged her tightly in his arms.
"Stop messing around, the measurement hasn't been made yet." Chu Xian tilted her head back and bit his Adam's apple.
She felt his body suddenly tense up, and then she realized that something was wrong. She had bitten the wrong place.
It’s not that you can’t kiss his Adam’s apple, it’s just that you can’t kiss it casually, you can only kiss it in the boudoir.
Otherwise, she would trigger unbearable consequences.
At this moment, she only kissed him lightly, but he actually blushed slightly. He pursed his lips with an expressionless face, suppressing his emotions, but he couldn't help but let out a soft cry.
She was at a loss, but he held the back of her head and pressed her lips against his Adam's apple.
"Xian'er, I want you."
"No, no, no, it's broad daylight, don't let anyone hear you and laugh at you."
"It doesn't matter, they can't hear it." Yinzhen's usually clear voice was tinged with a rustling desire.
He casually picked up the exquisitely crafted copper bell on the table and shook it, one long and two short, to make a sound.
Su Peisheng, who was standing in the corridor, was stunned for a moment when he first heard the unfamiliar ringing sound, and finally reacted.
Run to close the doors and windows.
The moment the door closed, Chu Xian twisted her waist and tried to push him, but she couldn't move him at all, so she could only half-heartedly give in to him.
“You…you hurry up…”
Chu Xian wrapped her legs around his strong, narrow waist, bit his shoulders and dared not make a sound.
When the love is strong, I still can't help but let out a sound.
She was embarrassed and anxious, and wanted to persuade him, but was kissed on the lips by the man who had already lost control.
After a passionate session, the window was opened, and the scent of love lingered for a long time.
Chu Xian's hair was slightly disheveled, and her eyes were charming. She looked up at the culprit again, and he was still gentle, handsome and elegant, and not tainted by the mundane world.
She was angry and raised her foot to rub him lightly. When the man stroked her ankle, she retracted her foot cowardly.
After he was dressed neatly and his hair was combed, she began to measure his body. After he was satisfied, he was quite cooperative.
When Sui Qing brought the contraceptive medicine, Chu Xian was looking for a needle and thread basket.
She did not hide it, but took the contraceptive pills in tears in front of Chi Zheng.
Yinzhen's face was gloomy, his chin was tense, and he was extremely ashamed.
At this moment, he finally realized how shameful the identity of a male concubine was. She didn't even dare to bear his child.
"How about we go to the hot springs today? Don't be angry, I swear the contraceptive pills are only temporary."
Chu Xian comforted Chi Zheng in a gentle voice.
Yinzhen exhaled slowly, choking with sobs: "The contraceptive medicine is cold, and taking too much will not help. I...I will go find something to contraceptive, you can't take it anymore."
"Shall we go to the hot springs?"
Yinzhen shook his head: "Don't bother, I'm fine, Xian'er, you don't have to be so cautious to please me. We are husband and wife, and we need to respect each other."
Chu Xian's eyes were filled with tears, and she buried her cheek in Chi Zheng's chest: "Okay, whatever you say."
"Xian'er, now that you and I are married, all my property will be handed over to you for safekeeping." Yinzhen took out a wooden box from the desk drawer.
He resented Chi Zheng more and more, and he didn't even dare to give her too much, for fear that Xian'er would see through his disguise.
When Chu Xian saw the thin box, she couldn't help but feel distressed.
Xianrong, who was serving on the side, stretched her neck. She had no hope for the poor scholar's family property. When Fu Jin opened the box, Xianrong lowered her head and almost couldn't help rolling her eyes.
A silver note for five hundred taels, and seven or eight taels of silver.
The two land deeds were for a farm in a remote area of Baoding Prefecture, with 20 acres of land, which was barren and dry land.
Less than her belongings.
When Yinzhen took out his meager family property, he was too ashamed to look at Xian'er.
"You've saved five hundred taels, how about buying a calligraphy and painting shop in Liulichang? Your calligraphy and painting are good, so you'll definitely make a lot of money."
Yinzhen smiled bitterly. In his eyes, Chi Zheng was worthless and was just a poor scholar. What on earth did she like about Chi Zheng?
He was a noble prince, yet he was defeated miserably by a poor scholar.
If Chi Zheng were someone else, he would have killed this useless trash long ago.
He was filled with anger but had no way to vent it, so he could only hug his wife tightly in frustration.
It's ridiculous. He was her legitimate husband, but he lived as a concubine who couldn't be seen in public.
I don't even know who to blame.
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