Wedding
A few days later, the two families sat together to discuss their wedding, saying that everything should follow the local customs of Los Angeles.
After considering for a few days, Jiang Zhaoli decided to go to Yuncheng with Yin Su.
Grandfather complied with her decision, and the family sat together and had a private conversation for a while.
Before he could pack his bags, the emperor's reward arrived at the Xiao Mansion on time. However, Yin Su was not at home, so his father received it on his behalf. The general content of the reward was that the area around Min Kingdom would be granted to Yin Su as a fiefdom, and he would be in charge of the people there.
It’s a great honor.
After receiving the news, the whole family was delighted.
"I said that our Li'er is a blessed person with a good life."
"Min country is close to Luocheng, Li'er can come back anytime in the future."
"That's great. I can go to Min Kingdom to visit my second sister in the future."
"Speak more carefully, what is the Min Kingdom? The court has already changed its name to Yongcheng. Don't call it by the wrong name this time."
The second sister stuck out her tongue mischievously and agreed with a pout. Jiang Yiche rubbed her head and said with a smile: "Our third sister likes to talk nonsense."
After hearing this, Jiang Yuxing became unhappy. She glared at Jiang Yiche and chased after him, fighting with him.
Seeing this, Yin Su and Jiang Zhaoli smiled at each other and tightened their folded hands.
Minghua has been very busy these days. After arranging the preparations for the wedding, he specially sent someone to invite the best embroiderer from the palace to sew a wedding dress for Jiang Zhaoli, and all expenses were funded by the Ministry of Rites.
After the maid handed over the tea, she massaged Minghua's shoulders and said, "Princess, you must be exhausted. Let me massage you."
Minghua smiled naturally: "For the marriage of two children, this little bit of hard work is nothing."
This is the best she can do as a mother for her child. Now she just hopes that the two of them will be happy in the future and not be bound by the past.
Minghua suddenly thought of something and stopped smiling. His eyes suddenly became gloomy: "What about Yuning? Did you find someone to take good care of her?"
She often went to the prison to visit Yu Ning these days, not because she had a deep relationship with her, but because she wanted to learn about Su'er's past from her.
Yu Ning was still a real crazy woman like she was back then. When she saw her, she just stared at her and laughed crazily, and refused to reveal anything about Su'er.
She said that if she had known earlier that Yin Su was her son, her Kingdom of Min would not have been destroyed.
She sneered. She didn't have the patience to waste time with him even when death was imminent.
She had been tortured in prison these days, all of which was specifically ordered by her to relieve her hatred.
The maid seemed to see through her thoughts and said soothingly, "Don't worry, Princess. I'll find someone to serve you every day. Yu Ning's injury has penetrated deep into her bones and cannot be cured. The emperor has also ordered her to be hanged. The execution will take place at noon tomorrow. Princess, you must go and watch."
Minghua waved his hands and pinched his brows: "No, don't tell Su'er about this, lest he think of bad things again."
That woman's death was not worth it, and it was not worth it for others to see her off. She deserved to die alone.
—
Half a month later, their wedding took place as scheduled.
As early as three days ago, the streets of Changming were filled with joy, and every household hung red lanterns.
The wedding took place in a courtyard on Changming Street in Los Angeles.
It is said that Minghua felt sorry for his future daughter-in-law to travel back and forth, so he bought a house in Luocheng for them to get married. After they returned home three days later, he let them go back to Yuncheng to stay for a while, and then rushed to Yongcheng to take up their posts.
On this day, many noble ladies in the capital who were on good terms with Minghua came with gifts to congratulate him, and some even came in person.
Even the Emperor and the Empress Dowager sent generous gifts.
The gifts filled the whole house.
Jiang Zhaoli was woken up from her couch by Chuntao early in the morning. She was in a daze and the sound of gongs and drums outside gave her a headache.
She didn't pay any attention to the procedure at all. She only knew that someone stuffed an apple into her arms before she got into the sedan chair and told her not to eat it. Then someone helped her cross the fire basin. After worshiping heaven and earth, she was helped by Chuntao back to the room in the backyard.
She did not sit upright, but leaned against the couch and took a nap for a while. She was really very sleepy.
Faintly, she seemed to hear a pair of powerful footsteps approaching her, until they stopped in front of her, not as light as Chuntao's.
She slowly opened her eyes, but because she was wearing a veil, she couldn't look up directly. She could only lower her eyebrows to see the black boots on her feet and the red wedding dress on top.
It’s Yin Su.
Why wasn't he accompanying the guests in the front yard?
Before she could rejoice, the veil on her head was lifted by Yin Su with a wedding stick. The veil fell directly onto the table beside her, covering the small bowl of longans and peanuts on it.
The next moment, she fell into a large and warm embrace.
He smelled faintly of alcohol, his handsome face buried tightly in her delicate neck, the unique body fragrance of a woman instantly filled his body, the hot air sprayed from his nose made people feel slightly itchy, and he spoke in a trembling voice: "Madam Jiang, I finally married you."
Jiang Zhaoli was stunned, as if he didn't expect him to say this, and immediately hugged him back.
"Why are you back?" Jiang Zhaoli gently stroked his strong back, his tone gentle and light, as if it could calm all the restlessness.
Yin Su hugged her tightly and answered sullenly: "I don't want to stay in the front yard. I want to come back to accompany you."
After he toasted her, he wanted to go back to the backyard to look for her, but Zou Yuan pulled him to sit next to a table of people he didn't know at all. One or two of them were trying hard to get him drunk. He couldn't just sit there and wait for him to die, so he made up an excuse and hurriedly dodged.
He didn't care what those people said about him behind his back. He just wanted to see Madam Jiang as soon as possible, and no one could stop him.
"Madam Jiang, why don't we just..." His eyes drooped slightly, his voice was hoarse, his gaze fell on her plump and fleshy red lips, and his Adam's apple rolled slightly.
Jiang Zhaoli put her hand on his chest to prevent him from making the next move, then blushed and whispered, "No, we have to wait until night."
Yin Su's eyes were extremely ambiguous: "At night, it's at night."
Jiang Zhaoli froze and shook his head: "No, someone will come in later."
The nanny will come in later to remind them to drink the wedding wine.
Yin Su smiled and said, "Don't worry, I have already told them not to come in without my permission."
Jiang Zhaoli: “…”
Before she could say anything, Yin Su curled his lips into a smile, grasped her hand tightly to prevent her from struggling free, and then covered her with his whole body.
Jiang Zhaoli fell straight onto the couch after being knocked down by him. Fortunately, the bedding on the couch was soft enough, and Yin Su's arm was supporting her waist, so she didn't feel any pain.
Yin Su's big hands gently stroked her body, reaching all the way to the bottom.
When their lips and teeth touched, Jiang Zhaoli's lips felt painful from being sucked by him, so she bit them lightly, signaling him to be gentler.
Yin Su's breathing became heavier, and he took off his robe.
The red tent fell apart, covering up the overlapping figures in the tent.
The candle on the table flickered, as if there was some wind blowing in.
Looking closely, there was a gap in the door and window. The wind started blowing outside at some point and lasted for quite a while, causing the window frames to creak.
Suddenly, a strong wind blew and the window closed slammed shut.
"Bring in a basin of water."
After being satisfied, Yin Su took Jiang Zhaoli into his arms, gently rubbed her delicate skin with his fingertips, then kissed her between the eyebrows and spoke towards the door.
Jiang Zhaoli buried his face in his arms in shame and anger, refusing to raise his face.
She heard the door open, and the maid brought the water into the room and then closed the door and left.
There is an ambiguous atmosphere in the air.
Jiang Zhaoli was motionless with a shy face. Yin Su sat up, held her soft waist, and then picked her up sideways: "I'll carry you over."
—
The next day, Jiang Zhaoli's legs couldn't stop aching and he punched Yin Su's chest with his weak fists, saying angrily, "It's all your fault."
Yin Su grasped her fist, lowered it to his chest, and said in a doting tone: "Okay, blame me, I will restrain myself next time."
He was indeed a little out of control yesterday. Once he met Madam Jiang, he could not resist the temptation and could not control himself at all. He asked for water four times in one night, with half an hour interval between each time. He hardly slept the whole night.
Thinking of this, Yin Su suddenly felt a little guilty.
He stood up and rubbed her thighs, his movements gentle but careful.
This rub was not a big deal, but who knew that he would feel something again. Jiang Zhaoli lowered his eyebrows and took a look. He immediately pushed Yin Su out of the bed with a red face, and then covered his face tightly with the quilt.
I just said to exercise restraint.
I really can't trust him.
Jiang Zhaoli was sulking inwardly.
After getting up, Jiang Zhaoli wanted to serve tea to Minghua, but the maid beside Minghua came to tell him that there was no need to serve tea today.
Jiang Zhaoli secretly breathed a sigh of relief. If she went out with such sore legs, people would definitely notice something was wrong.
She should be almost dressed when she returns home in the morning, at least no one will notice her when she walks.
Perhaps feeling guilty, Yin Su moved back and forth between the couch, serving tea, snacks, and massaging the legs and back, serving the patient very attentively.
Chuntao stood by and couldn't intervene. She just covered her lips and laughed secretly. She simply stepped back to give the two of them some space.
Yin Su simply lifted the curtain and climbed onto the couch, and the two chatted: "I still remember the contract that Madam Jiang made with me in front of the desk when I first entered the Jiang Mansion three years ago."
Jiang Zhaoli seemed very interested. She raised her eyes and asked, "But what did you think at the time?"
Yin Su smiled and tilted his head to look at her: "At that time, I thought that this woman was quite interesting and bold."
"Who knew there was a coward behind him."
Jiang Zhaoli hit him lightly and gave him a slight glare.
She suddenly stood up, held Yin Su's face in her hands while he was staring at her, and said very seriously, "Yin Su, can you tell me about your past?"
She had heard some of what Zou Yuan said, and this time she wanted to listen to him, she wanted to know about his past.
Yin Su nodded and said "OK", then put his arm around her shoulders and recounted his story as if he was telling a story.
Jiang Zhao was in so much pain that he burst into tears.
Yin Su patted her shoulder, without any gloom in his eyes, and comforted her: "It's okay, it's all over. I'm standing in front of you now."
"Madam Jiang, don't be sad for me. You should be happy for me. If I hadn't been taken abducted to Min, I wouldn't have missed you while on the mission. You are the best gift God has given me."
He had done so many evil things, but God still treated him with such care and allowed him to meet the person he loved most in his life.
He will try his best to repay it for the rest of his life.
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