Chapter 142 Wedding Night (Secondary Couple's Scene)
The red candles burned brightly, their wicks crackling softly, sparks scattering warm light that bathed the room in a tender and enchanting glow.
A brocade curtain adorned with dragons and phoenixes hangs low, and the air is filled with the sweet fragrance of mimosa flowers.
Lu Zhaoxing sat upright on the edge of the bed covered with a bright red brocade quilt adorned with mandarin ducks, her head covered with a bright red wedding veil embroidered with phoenixes singing in harmony.
Her ears were slightly red.
The door was gently pushed open, and Shen Minghe's footsteps slowly approached, each step landing precisely on Lu Zhaoxing's heart.
Shen Minghe still smelled of alcohol, which made people's hearts soften and tremble.
Lu Zhaoxing's long eyelashes trembled violently under her bridal veil, as if afraid that he would see her embarrassment clearly.
Shen Minghe was dressed in a bright red wedding gown, his dark hair tied up with a jade crown inlaid with rubies, and the corners of his eyes were flushed with the red of wine.
He had just entertained a hall full of guests, and a faint trace of fatigue was hidden between his brows, but when he saw Lu Zhaoxing's figure, all fatigue vanished instantly.
Shen Minghe walked slowly to the bedside, his gaze falling on the bright red wedding veil.
This vibrant red, like a burning flame, ignited his heart.
It also clearly reminded Shen Minghe that the woman in front of him was his only wife in this life, the one he would cherish and protect for the rest of his life.
Shen Minghe picked up the jade ruyi that had been prepared beforehand, suppressed the excitement in his heart, and then gently lifted a corner of the bridal veil.
The bridal veil slowly fell, gradually revealing Lu Zhaoxing's beautiful and elegant face.
In the candlelight, Lu Zhaoxing's cheeks were flushed with a hazy blush, and her long eyelashes trembled gently like two small fans, carrying a hint of timidity and shyness.
Lu Zhaoxing looked up and met Shen Minghe's gaze, her expression both charming and endearing.
Seeing her like this, Shen Minghe's smile deepened, and his voice was so gentle it could seduce someone: "Zhaoxing~"
This soft call was like a clear spring gently flowing through his heart, and Lu Zhaoxing's heart trembled.
Shen Minghe's gaze was intense and burning, clearly reflecting her image, which warmed her heart, but her cheeks burned even more intensely.
Lu Zhaoxing quickly lowered his head, his voice tinged with shyness: "Ming...Minghe".
Shen Minghe raised his hand and gently stroked her cheek, his fingertips lightly caressing her delicate skin.
"Zhaoxing, will you still call me Minghe? How about calling me husband instead?"
“Husband…husband…” Lu Zhaoxing called out softly involuntarily.
As soon as she finished speaking, her cheeks burned as if scorched by fire, turning bright red instantly.
Lu Zhaoxing seemed to realize something, and was immediately embarrassed and ashamed. She raised her eyes and glared at Shen Minghe, but her eyes were full of shyness, which added a touch of alluring softness.
Shen Minghe was so amused by her shy yet slightly arrogant demeanor that he couldn't help but laugh.
After laughing for a while, Shen Minghe gently kissed the top of her head and asked, "You must be exhausted today."
Shen Minghe was busy entertaining guests during the day, and when he occasionally caught a glimpse of her wearing a heavy wedding dress and struggling to cope with the complicated etiquette, he was immediately heartbroken.
Lu Zhaoxing gently shook his head and slowly said, "I'm not tired, you're the one who's tired. Did you drink a lot of alcohol?"
She gently raised her hand, then quietly lowered it, wanting to touch Shen Minghe's eyebrows, but due to shyness, she ultimately couldn't bring herself to do so.
Shen Minghe took in Lu Zhaoxing's subtle actions, his heart softened, and he gently sat down beside her.
He reached out and pulled Lu Zhaoxing into his arms, his arm gently encircling her shoulder.
"I'm not tired, this little bit of alcohol is nothing, and I have more important things to do tonight."
Shen Minghe lowered his head, his warm breath brushing against Lu Zhaoxing's ear, causing Lu Zhaoxing to stiffen and her breathing to become rapid.
Shen Minghe noticed her nervousness and gently patted her back.
"Don't be afraid, Zhaoxing, I won't hurt you."
As he spoke, he suddenly released his hand from Lu Zhaoxing's shoulder, then pulled Lu Zhaoxing to sit down on a chair next to the round table.
Shen Minghe walked around behind her, his hand slowly sliding down to the back of her neck, gently kneading her stiff shoulders and neck.
With just the right amount of force, she gently helped Lu Zhaoxing relieve the soreness in his muscles caused by sitting and bowing for a long time.
"You're wearing such a heavy wedding dress today, and you've done so many rituals. Your shoulders and neck must be sore, right? Let me massage them for you."
Lu Zhaoxing felt a sense of relief and subconsciously leaned closer to Shen Minghe.
Her cheek pressed against his chest, her voice soft and sweet, almost like a coquettish whisper: "Mmm... thank you... my husband."
Shen Minghe chuckled softly, still gently massaging her shoulders and neck.
"Zhaoxing, why are you being so polite with your husband? From now on, I'll take care of everything for you, okay?"
Lu Zhaoxing nodded gently, nuzzling her cheek against his chest, her voice so soft it was almost a whisper: "Okay."
After a moment of silence, the sweet fragrance in the room grew stronger, leaving only the soft crackling of the candlelight and the steady beating of their hearts, a gentle and intoxicating sound.
Shen Minghe looked down at the person in his arms, who was leaning on him, and couldn't help but place a gentle kiss on the top of her head.
"Zhaoxing, we actually met once when we were little."
"Under the peach trees in Fanghua Garden, you were wearing a pink dress, squatting on the ground feeding the little rabbits. At that moment, I thought, how wonderful it would be if we could be friends."
Upon hearing this, Lu Zhaoxing's heart skipped a beat, and he abruptly raised his head, his eyes filled with surprise.
Seeing her surprised expression, Shen Minghe couldn't help but smile and gently pinched her cheek with his fingertips.
"Later in the palace, I recognized you at a glance, and I was even happier."
"I am so lucky to have married you."
Shen Minghe's words were sincere and affectionate, like a warm current slowly flowing into Lu Zhaoxing's heart.
Lu Zhaoxing's eyes reddened slightly, and her nose tingled, but she couldn't help but smile, saying, "My husband..."
"What's wrong? Why are you crying?"
Shen Minghe gently wiped away the moisture from the corner of her eyes and tenderly stroked the outer corner of her eye.
"Today is a joyous day, you should be happy. From now on, I will make you happy every day and never let you shed tears again."
Lu Zhaoxing nodded vigorously, burying her face in Shen Minghe's arms, feeling his strong and powerful heartbeat.
At this moment, Lu Zhaoxing's anxiety completely dissipated, leaving only joy and dependence.
Shen Minghe gently patted her back and whispered sweet nothings in Lu Zhaoxing's ear, making her blush and her heart race with every word.
Immediately, the corners of Lu Zhaoxing's mouth turned up slightly.
After an unknown amount of time, Shen Minghe slowly stopped massaging Lu Zhaoxing's shoulders, gently lifted her chin, and made her look up at him.
Shen Minghe's gaze was fixed on her eyes, and in the candlelight, their eyes met.
A tender and romantic atmosphere instantly filled the room, with the flickering candlelight casting shadows on the two of them.
“Zhaoxing.” Shen Minghe’s voice was low and a little hoarse.
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