Chapter 214: Staying Up All Years
"Why don't you come? We are both alone. Do we have to stay up late together separately? Don't you want me to accompany you?" Zhao Yan asked.
Ever since her parents passed away, she has spent New Year's Eve alone and is indeed very lonely.
"Okay, but I'm going to go get some things first."
Zhao Yan followed her in and immediately saw the embroidery stand on the table. He was delighted but pretended not to see it.
Unexpectedly, she took it and went to get some drawing samples and drawings, then said, "Let's go."
He took it for granted that this was some kind of handkerchief or something embroidered for him, and naturally took her back with joy.
When he brought the tea, she asked, "Which do you like: apricot blossoms, lotus flowers, lotus flowers, or bamboo?"
Unable to conceal his joy, he said, "Of course it's the lotus, pure and clean, just like you."
Seeing him smiling, Yu Huatang said a little embarrassedly, "But my craftsmanship is not very good, and the embroidery is not good enough. I am afraid you can't take it out."
"How could that be? Besides, I won't show it to anyone else."
She lowered her head with some joy and said, "Then I'll try it first. If it doesn't look good, I'll embroider it next time."
"Okay." She said anything was fine.
After that, she sat there quietly sketching. Zhao Yan was originally reading a book. When he finished reading and saw that she was still so focused on threading the needle, he felt particularly tender in his heart.
He put down the book and looked at her in the candlelight. She seemed to be covered with a layer of glow, which was very attractive, so he sat close to her.
She touched him as she reached out to pull the thread and said, "It's hard for me to insert the needle later, it's so close."
He stepped back a little, but then felt it was too far, so he sat a little closer. Yu Huatang put down her needlework and looked at him. What was the difference from before?
He held her hand and said, "Don't be busy. Tonight is New Year's Eve. You can't stay here embroidering all night."
Yu Huatang put down the embroidery stand and asked, "So what do you want to do?"
"How about a riddle, a game of dice, or maybe I write a poem and you write one?"
Yu Huatang looked at him and said, "What do you mean, you only pick things that I'm not good at."
He lowered his head and smiled, "It's nothing, you're just overthinking it." Seeing her turn her head away, he went to hug her, "Are you really angry? I was just kidding. How about we play a drinking game? Aren't you the best at that?"
She was about to agree, but then she remembered what happened on New Year's Eve two years ago. They were together because they drank too much. This must not happen tonight. "No, no drinking tonight."
"Why, it's cold, wouldn't it be nice to drink some wine?"
She shook her head and refused, as if she understood what he meant. "Drinking will only lead to delays."
"What can be delayed? I don't think so." He said this, but he had already kissed her.
She didn't have time to avoid him and was kissed by him. Then he kissed her again. This time she didn't dodge, thinking of pushing him away later.
But the more he kissed her, the more disordered her breathing became, and he hugged her tighter and tighter, from the initial tasting to the deep attachment and even lust.
After that, he began to feel unsatisfied and slowly moved down to kiss her neck and reached out to take off her clothes. She realized that something was wrong. Although they had done that before, they were not married after all and could not keep doing this.
"Okay, that's enough." She pushed him away with all her strength and gasped.
But he approached her again, lowered his head and nestled into her neck, humming, "We'll be married in just over three months, why is it not possible?"
"That won't work either. We'll have to wait until after we get married. Get out of the way." She pushed him away. He still didn't get up and continued to whisper in her ear, "It worked last time, why not this time? It's the same as before, can't it work without being inside?"
"No, tomorrow is New Year's Day. Some people will come to pay New Year's greetings and we will be seen by others," she said.
He didn't hide it and continued to kiss her neck, "Just don't come out, I'll help you watch the door. Besides, we are so old, even if I don't do anything, no one will believe it."
She pulled his rebellious hand away again, "If you continue like this, I'll go back."
He felt a little aggrieved and hugged her, saying, "Why not..."
"If you continue like this, you'll stay here alone and I'm going back." She continued to push him.
He held her still for a long time, then said dejectedly, "I won't touch you, you sleep here."
Yu Huatang didn't say anything and asked him to get up. After he tidied his clothes, he brought him two cups of hot tea.
They stayed up like this until three o'clock in the morning. When all the firecrackers had been set off, she fell on the bed. He looked at her quietly for a long time, thinking that the Lantern Festival would be here in a while, and then it would be the court's ten-day maintenance. Finally, he would come to marry her. By then, she would not be able to refuse him, and he would definitely go to sleep with her.
Thinking of this, he undressed her again, then he lay down and fell asleep in her arms.
In the blink of an eye, it was spring of the next year. The performance report from the court arrived, and Zhao Yan returned to the capital first.
Before this, the Zhao family had already come to propose marriage, and the betrothal gifts were very generous. Zhao Yan even paid for her dowry out of his own pocket.
She originally said no, but he was firm and said that he was giving the money to her anyway, it was just in a different name.
In fact, she knew that he just didn't want her to feel helpless. According to the laws of this dynasty, the bride's dowry must be counted even when divorcing, and the remaining part must be taken away. The husband's family cannot forcibly take it away.
But now that she had her own shop, she didn't value these things anymore. Since he wanted to give it to her, she would just accept it.
Along with the betrothal gifts came a set of jewelry that he had mentioned. She saw the dragonfly hairpin and lotus hairpin that he had mentioned, but what she didn't expect was that there were actually twelve of them, ranging from jade to agate. Even her cousin's wife who helped her count the betrothal gifts said that they were very thoughtful.
She carefully accepted it, thinking that this was a gift that she could treasure for a lifetime.
On the fifth day after Zhao Yan returned to Beijing, the Zhao family sent a wedding party. This time, her cousin took her there again. Later, her cousin's wife and Ji'an also said they wanted to go with them. Finally, the matchmaker said that it would be more lively with more people, so the bride's side should have more people, so Qingxing followed them.
After the wedding party arrived in the capital, they slept in a restaurant that day. The next day, Zhao Yan came to pick her up on a tall horse, dressed in red.
When the two got married for the first time, it was a rumor in the capital. At that time, everyone said that the famous Zhao Sanlang from the capital married a girl from a small place.
Now that the two have married again, people have long been saying that the third son of the Zhao family married the woman Lu Ban who was personally appointed by His Majesty.
Many people said that it was no wonder that the third son of the Zhao family had always been unwilling to marry into other families. It turned out that he was waiting for his former wife.
In addition to being surprising, this marriage is also amazing. It is obviously a second marriage, but the ceremony is even grander than other people's first marriages.
The wedding etiquette was the same as last time, the only difference was the mood of the two people. Now they carefully savored the beautiful meaning of every link, and felt that such etiquette from their ancestors was really joyful.
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