wedding night
Pei Zhaoying had thought about it many times. Although she was always influenced by Xiao Bo's beauty, it would be bad for her reputation to take a counselor who treated her with courtesy into her room. She was also worried that Xiao Bo would regard it as a shame.
Xiao Bo did not express his love for her, so she could not use her power to pressure him.
If two people are not in love with each other, it would be so awkward and difficult to perform the Zhougong ceremony... Therefore, it would be better if Xiao Bo got drunk at the wedding, preferably unconscious. She had someone stuff him into the bed, and he would get through the wedding night in a daze, and then live the rest of his life according to the routine.
"My dear Prince Consort, thank you for your help today." Pei Zhaoying tried her best to give Xiao Bo a decent smile, but her tongue still struggled with the words as she spoke, and she stuttered a little nervously.
"Since we're a family, this is as it should be. Why should we be so distant?"
Pei Zhaoying avoided his gaze, but Xiao Bo did not let her go. Relying on his status as a son-in-law, he stared at her beautiful face blatantly.
Compared to her daily attire and those worn during certain festivals, Pei Zhaoying's attire as a bride tends to highlight her beauty as a woman. The rouge and powder just right amplify her beauty, and the corners of her eyes are flushed, making her look shy and timid, which makes people feel pity for her.
It was so beautiful that Xiao Bo took his breath away.
However, he was very unhappy with Pei Zhaoying's official courtesy.
How could he be treated the same as Xiao Yucheng?
Seeing that he was as clear-minded as a bamboo and abided by his duties, Pei Zhaoying felt guilty for forcing a good woman into prostitution.
Is she going to blaspheme such a good minister?
Xiao Bo even hoped that she would take the initiative to pull him into her arms.
The housekeeper was in no hurry to leave, and kindly tried to teach the rules:
"My dear Prince Consort, etiquette cannot be abandoned. I believe you know that marrying a mistress is different from marrying a wife. I, this old servant, will dare to explain the rules of serving a mistress..."
"Madam, please take a break. I am not a conservative person. There is no need to use those red tape to restrict the prince consort. It would be great if the two of us could live in harmony."
Pei Zhaoying's face was burning uncomfortably. She held her chin to block it, weakly trying to stop the housekeeper from setting the rules.
The Princess of Daliang was of a noble status, and her husband-in-law had to pay his respects to her three times a day. The couple had to have sex only when the princess called for him, and even during meals, the husband-in-law had to stand by her side like a servant.
This is tantamount to torture for a clean civil servant, and Pei Zhaoying cannot let Xiao Bo do these things.
Moreover, the royal family was declining, and it was difficult to dig up the old almanac.
"Your Highness is kind-hearted..." The housekeeper was an old servant left by Pei Zhaoying's parents. She was the most loyal and worried that she would be bullied by her husband because of her good temper.
"Mammy, I know how to live a good life. You, you should get out of here quickly..."
Pei Zhaoying didn't want anyone else to see her so embarrassed that she was completely defeated, so she hurriedly sent the person away.
Qiluo asked the maids to leave and also took away the worried housekeeper.
When the room was empty and only the two of them were left staring at each other, Pei Zhaoying realized how intimate she and Xiao Bo were sitting next to each other on the bed...
If she could move her legs, she would immediately jump away and sit on the stool to show her respect for Xiao Bo.
She couldn't move, and Xiao Bo didn't want to move, so he firmly occupied the space beside her, neither hurried nor slow:
"Your Highness seems very anxious."
"I'm not particularly anxious," Pei Zhaoying said, not wanting to cause misunderstanding, so she changed the subject. "Don't take Madam's words to heart. Just treat yourself as if you were at home. Oh, you don't seem to be living well at home either. Don't be constrained. I'll allocate a courtyard to you. You can come and go freely. No one will restrict you. If you need anything in your life, just go to the treasury. Everyone inside and outside is easy to get along with. Jiang Yubai may not be very kind, but don't worry, he's not a bad person..."
Xiao Bo's biggest headache was hearing another man's name from her mouth.
He lowered his head, his thick eyelashes trembling, showing a bit of grievance:
"Can't I live with you?"
"Oh, sure. I have a row of empty rooms on the west side of my yard. If I connect them together, they'll be perfect for your study and bedroom. We can go in and out of the yard together, and there's no need to worry about what others will say."
When Pei Zhaoying saw Xiao Bo's weak, gentle and helpless appearance, her head became confused and she started to act according to his expression.
She guessed that Xiao Bo was worried that after marriage they would not be as close and decent as a proper couple, which would cause gossip.
Xiao Bo didn't say it was good, nor did he say it was bad.
He took in her elaborate and gorgeous face and asked, "Are you tired? Is your neck sore? I think these earrings are heavy, can I help you take them off?"
Pei Zhaoying quickly agreed. The pressure of the scarlet-gold coiled dragon necklace alone was enough to make her neck ache. Her hair was also adorned with a set of gold-inlaid oriental pearl hair ornaments, exuding an air of elegance. The pearl tassels dangled down, swaying beautifully. She felt the weight of two burdens on her head. After the ceremony with her new husband, she could finally relax a bit.
Xiao Bo got her approval and gently took off the trivial hairpins and rings for her.
Inevitably, his fingers brushed against her cheek and earlobe.
It touches and leaves immediately without stopping, but it can actually ignite a faint flame.
With the wine in her stomach fueling her passion, Pei Zhaoying's cheeks were almost ripe. She was still dazedly thinking, I have already taken off my jewelry, should I take off my layered dress next...
The last fixed hairpin was pulled out, and Pei Zhaoying's black hair flowed down, as if relaxing before going to bed.
She was a little afraid to think about what Xiao Bo would do next, and she was so nervous that her breathing was broken.
If Xiao Bo really proposed to perform the ceremony of husband and wife, should she refuse?
The dragon and phoenix candles shed intertwined wax tears. Pei Zhaoying looked at the candlelight with wandering eyes. Xiao Bo opened his palm to cover his eyes.
"Don't stare into the fire for too long. It will hurt your eyes."
"Hmm..." Pei Zhaoying didn't dodge or evade, but mustered up the courage to wait for Xiao Bo's next move.
Instead, the person said, "I met Doctor Lu at the wedding banquet. There's no one else around now. Let me tell you what she said."
"Ha." Pei Zhaoying laughed speechlessly.
It is said that a night of spring is worth a thousand gold.
She is not very concerned about her illness now.
It seems that Lord Xiao Bo is so unromantic that he insists on telling her something she doesn't want to hear tonight.
Pei Zhaoying wanted to cover her ears and not listen, using the excuse that she was tired and put them to bed early. It was better than the two of them wearing wedding clothes and talking about business seriously, which would be a waste of a good time.
However, Xiao Bo's next words moved her:
"Doctor Lu said that although the previous poisoning hurt my body, it was an accidental accident. The toxin caused my blood to surge and circulate, which might be beneficial to the vitality of my legs. Try pinching it and see if you can feel it."
When Pei Zhaoying heard this, he was like a person walking alone in the dark who had seen a ray of light. Instead of responding, he pinched her thigh hard.
Since he had no feeling, he just kept increasing the force.
Xiao Bo was so distressed that he wanted to stop her, but Pei Zhaoying held his wrist with tears in her eyes.
"I can feel it a little bit. When I push really hard, my legs feel sore. I really feel it..."
After being disabled for more than a year, I sought medical treatment and medicine, and hope came for the first time.
Xiao Bo was happy for her from the bottom of his heart and promised to cure her legs. Then he brought up a serious matter:
"And regarding the investigation into the assassination, could I...could I see the wound? Perhaps there are scars left from weapons, which could be a clue."
Xiao Bo held it in until now to bring it up.
They were not married before, so how could Xiao Bo dare to say so casually that he wanted to see the girl's legs!
Pei Zhaoying didn't say anything at first, his mind was in a mess.
Today she was getting married to Xiao Bo, who said her leg could be saved and wanted to see it. Every incident was like a thunderbolt that struck her.
Pei Zhaoying held her forehead with her hand: "Look, look..."
After all, it's for investigating the case.
But if Xiao Bo dared to ask her to take off her skirt and socks, she would punch him!
Pei Zhaoying buried her head in her palms, too embarrassed to look up.
Xiao Bo asked tentatively: "Then I, have offended you?"
"Hmm!" Pei Zhaoying hummed impatiently, on the verge of getting angry.
Xiao Bo felt that girls shouldn't be allowed to do this kind of thing on their own.
But for him it was also a punishment like having his bones scraped by a gentle knife.
The skirt is lush, the stockings are snow-white, and the trousers are a blend of cotton and natural silk, which is close-fitting and thin.
In order to observe the injury with his own eyes, Xiao Bo took it off gently with trembling hands...
Xiao Bo secretly bit the tip of his tongue with his teeth, trying to restrain himself from having any lustful thoughts.
I almost used up all my self-control.
He said "I'm sorry" and looked at the injuries Pei Zhaoying had suffered in the past under the light of the red dragon and phoenix candles.
The matter is of great importance and we have to take a closer look.
Pei Zhaoying grabbed the edge of the bed and closed her eyes tightly. Her cheeks were as red as if they had been burned, and the red extended all the way to her snow-white neck, which had changed color and revealed a faint blush.
She couldn't even open her mouth to ask Xiao Bo if he had noticed anything, for fear that the words she opened would be broken and unable to form a complete sentence.
Xiao Bo is not a frivolous person. Although the spring beauty is captivating, he still only focuses on his old wounds.
It is estimated that Pei Zhaoying used a lot of scar-removing medicine, so there are no terrible scars on his legs, only a few light brown scars. Judging from the trend, they are penetrating wounds caused by an extremely brutal attack.
No wonder the meridians were damaged and Pei Zhaoying’s ability to walk normally was cut off.
Xiao Bo simply imagined the shape of the murder weapon based on the traces of the marks in his mind, and doubts kept arising.
How could a martial arts master with a leg injury lose all his power overnight and become an ordinary person? This could definitely not be the result of a simple weapon.
"You, you, have you taken a good look..."
Even with her eyes closed, Pei Zhaoying could feel the burning gaze as if it were real, and her eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings.
Seeing that there was no movement for a long time, and her entire body from the lower half of the legs was exposed to the air for too long, she urged shyly.
The words he spoke were intermittent and sounded like a spoiled child.
Pei Zhaoying cursed herself inwardly and shut her mouth quickly, otherwise it would seem like she had some bad intentions towards Xiao Bo and was taking the opportunity to have some fun with him.
"Okay, okay."
Xiao Bo was frowning and thinking hard. Once reminded, he quickly let go and covered Pei Zhaoying's skirt again.
But she didn’t put her underwear back on!
Pei Zhaoying was embarrassed to speak up. It would be inappropriate to ask Xiao Bo to put it back on, and it would be even more inappropriate for her not to wear underwear!
Xiao Bo pondered over what other methods the thief had used, besides the external injuries, to destroy Pei Zhaoying's solid skills in one day.
As a result, he looked unhappy and had no intention of caring about love.
Pei Zhaoying quietly opened her eyes and saw that the handsome and romantic prince consort had just performed an intimate act, but he was not moved at all and sat upright with a serious expression.
Her eyes turned red with anger. If her legs could still move, she would definitely kick the man off the bed.
"Are you feeling unwell? Are you hungry or thirsty?" Xiao Bo noticed that her expression changed in an instant. He had no experience in marriage, so he just asked her for fun.
In his previous life, he was used to seeing Pei Zhaoying's unparalleled grace and beauty, and felt ashamed of himself. He wished he had a chance to follow her quietly and play the piano for her.
Now that Xiao and Cheng have been squeezed out of each other's positions, he has no desire for the rights of a son-in-law.
Pei Zhaoying became even more indignant after hearing this.
Her underwear was still thrown aside, and women's underwear was scattered on the brocade quilt with a picture of mandarin ducks playing in the water. However, Xiao Bo was so neat and proper that even after a whole day of socializing, his clothes were not messy at all.
This is not fair.
She had evil thoughts and grabbed Xiao Bo's collar for some unknown reason...
Pull it open with force.
From the neck to the chest, a large area of fair skin was exposed.
There are men in this world whose skin is so beautiful and delicate that it is seductive.
Xiao Bo did not resist. He did not know how to resist, and he could not do anything disobedient under Pei Zhaoying.
"Your Highness..." He began, revealing some embarrassment that was difficult to express.
He didn't want to delay Pei Zhaoying's marriage because of this arrangement that she had to make.
He is twisted, paranoid, and self-pitying, while Pei Zhaoying is the sun hanging high in the sky, attracting countless talented people to throw themselves into the flame for her. He is the one who has thoughts that cannot be seen in the light.
Pei Zhaoying didn't understand where the sadness in his eyes came from.
Is it so difficult to have any contact with her?
Pei Zhaoying let go of his hand, sighed deeply, and wanted to reach out for a glass of wine to drink to quench his irritability.
Can't reach.
Xiao Bo didn't help either, probably wanting to persuade her that drinking is harmful to the body.
She couldn't drink much, but one cup of wedding wine was enough to make her feel dizzy.
She stubbornly turned her head away and didn't look at him.
While the two were silent, there was a stumbling sound outside the door. Qiluo seemed to be stopping someone, saying "Excuse me for disturbing you".
The man, who had drunk too much at the wedding, stammered that it was a doctor's order, and it was very important. Qiluo was now unsure whether she should offer any advice during Pei Zhaoying's night of love.
Pei Zhaoying angrily swung her sleeves: "Doctor Lu, just speak at the door. Speak louder, I can hear you!"
Lu Yunqi ate so much that his throat was almost full, so he grabbed some fine aged wine and drank it in one gulp, until his mind became unclear.
She obeyed, and indeed she began to shout at the top of her voice:
"Your Highness! You must be careful when you have sex. Don't put pressure on your legs! Before you recover, you must be moderate in your sexual intercourse. Don't be greedy and indulge in pleasure! Don't have sex multiple times in one night!"
Pei Zhaoying was filled with shame and anger.
Lu Yunqi's shouts were so loud that they shook the heavens, and the servants were stunned. How could she walk in the backyard from now on? How could she maintain her dignity?
But it was Pei Zhaoying who asked her to speak louder.
Qiluo was so frightened that she forgot to remind Lu Yunqi to be careful with his words. Lu Yunqi, under the influence of alcohol, continued to shout at the top of his voice:
"Master Xiao Bo? Have you taken note of the doctor's instructions? You're a man, so you need to be extra considerate in this regard. Be more patient during sex. His Highness's recovery and well-being are most important. You need to exercise restraint!"
When Xiao Bo bumped into her, he was like a scholar meeting a soldier. He was stunned for a moment and said woodenly, "I heard it..."
Pei Zhaoying covered her ears, not daring to listen to Lu Yunqi's subsequent lewd words, and ordered:
"Qiluo, take fifty taels of wedding silver to Imperial Physician Lu and immediately send her back to the Imperial Hospital! Everyone, stop guarding the door and retreat to the courtyard gate."
"Be moderate in sex, be moderate..."
Lu Yunqi's medical ethics was so strong at this time that he didn't forget to talk about it even after being "asked" to leave.
Pei Zhaoying ordered Xiao Bo to bring the teapot over. Without caring about anything else, she gulped down the tea in an attempt to put out the flames that were burning her from the inside out.
"Drink slowly, don't choke."
"Never mind your business!"
Xiao Bo smiled helplessly: "How can I just ignore it?"
I have always cared about her and taken care of her for two lifetimes.
Pei Zhaoying remained silent, extremely angry. She hated Xiao Bo's unmoved look, which made her helplessness look ridiculous.
Xiao Bo was reminded of something by Lu Yunqi's appearance: "Oh, I heard from Doctor Lu..."
"Don't mention this person!" Pei Zhaoying was made extremely shy by Lu Yunqi, and she got a headache whenever she thought of her.
Xiao Bo wisely changed his words immediately:
"I learned a set of massage techniques from someone who said that now is the critical time for your legs to have some feeling. You should massage them morning and night to clear the meridians. Let me massage you."
Pei Zhaoying felt dizzy.
The clean white underwear was still prominently displayed on the bed.
Let Xiao Bo give me a massage, so I guess I don’t have to take off my pants a second time.
Pei Zhaoying agreed silently, and in order to make it easier for him to do it, she lay down on her side with his support.
Xiao Bo poured medicated oil on his hands to help lubricate them so as not to hurt Pei Zhaoying's delicate skin.
Her legs were still almost numb, and she couldn't feel how gently Xiao Bo's approach was.
But her meridians felt slightly numb and quite comfortable. She closed her eyes and enjoyed it, getting rid of the tension of the whole day. The alcohol and sleepiness dragged her into sleep.
She herself didn't know that in her drunken stupor, she spoke without thinking and said all sorts of nonsense.
"It's still more comfortable to sleep on my side. I'll sleep on my side from now on."
"Okay, I'll help you."
"Really? My butt is already sore from sitting in the wheelchair during the day...and when I need to turn over at night, I'm too embarrassed to call for help..."
"That's all right. I'll be with you. Just order me around. Don't be so reserved."
Pei Zhaoying gradually became drunk. He muttered a few funny words, tilted his head, temporarily put aside his worries, and fell into a deep sleep.
Xiao Bo performed the entire set of massage techniques as usual, meticulously, and only after he was done did he stare at her face in the candlelight in a daze.
She looks so cute with her chubby cheeks when she sleeps on her side.
Xiao Bo raised his hand and wanted to touch her to see if she was real and warm.
Finally, it stopped just inches away from her cheek.
He is very good at doing his duty.
The cumbersome and layered wedding dress entangled her, causing her breathing to become heavier in her sleep.
Xiao Bo helped her take off her outer robe.
Don't cross the line that shouldn't be touched.
After staring for a long time, he reluctantly blew out the candle and slept on the edge of the bed, staying awake all night.
Pei Zhaoying was familiar with her bed and pillow. The presence of an extra person did not affect her sleep and she had a rare good night's sleep.
She used to like to put anything in her arms when she went to sleep, such as a corner of the quilt or an extra pillow.
That night, she touched Xiao Bo's arm, held it tightly and slept soundly.
The next day, according to the rules, Pei Zhaoying had to bring her husband to the palace to express her gratitude and was not allowed to sleep in.
Pei Zhaoying hadn't slept well for a long time and was reluctant to wake up. Even when he heard the maid call her early, he still pulled the quilt over his head.
"Let Your Highness rest for a while, we will prepare first."
A clear male voice sounded in her bedroom, but the voice was low. Such a strange feeling gave Pei Zhaoying goose bumps and she opened her eyes numbly.
She hasn't gotten used to having more people around her yet.
There's one more man.
She stiffly extended her hand to signal for help, and her sleepiness suddenly disappeared: "...It's more important to go to the palace to express gratitude."
It was Xiao Bo who helped her get up and wash and put on makeup.
He looked natural, not thinking that this was rough work for a servant. He was much stronger than Pei Zhaoying's attendants and maids, and the usual chaotic morning work was easily handled by Xiao Bo alone.
Xiao Bo didn't feel that Pei Zhaoying was heavy, and he didn't even breathe heavily.
When Pei Zhaoying was awake, she found that Xiao Bo's chest was very solid and his arms were very steady, so the marriage was a good decision.
But she hadn't gotten used to the warmth coming from him through his clothes.
Xiao Bo decided to make the best of it and had already whispered with Qiluo about what clothes and hairstyle Pei Zhaoying would change into today.
This consort was quite competent. Pei Zhaoying had difficulty moving around and needed to be moved in and out, so Xiao Bo conveniently picked her up along with the wheelchair. It was not bumpy, and Pei Zhaoying did not suffer.
The two of them were facing each other in the same carriage, their clothes matching each other in color, like a couple, one. Pei Zhaoying tried to find a topic to talk about, saying that he didn't have to do everything himself and treat her like a servant, but Xiao Bozhi emphasized that was the duty of a son-in-law.
Pei Zhaoying noticed that his right arm moved unnaturally and was worried that he was stretching it.
"Am I heavy?"
"...No, I pressed it down while sleeping last night."
Xiao Bo had no choice but to let her hold his right arm for the entire night. He maintained that position all night and was reluctant to pull it out even though it was extremely sore.
Pei Zhaoying felt a little better, but still felt it was inappropriate.
A good prince consort, but he was forced to do some physical work, which made people think she was mean.
She wanted to persuade Xiao Bo again, but Xiao Bo told her the serious business, saying that the Emperor and the Empress Dowager would definitely entrust her with an important task when she entered the palace this time.
Pei Zhaoying put aside her charming thoughts and said seriously:
"Yes, the emperor has used my marriage as an excuse to order the princes to come to the capital to offer gifts and congratulations. The most difficult one is said to have already met with the emperor, so this time they have to let us share the trouble."
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