The moon is bright in the sky, and the stars are sparse.

It's getting cooler.

Before they knew it, it was the auspicious time for Chen An and Wen Zhiyun to get married.

After dinner and a rest.

Wen Zhiyun was led by Song Huaying and Gu Xinyue to the bridal chamber, where she took a beautiful peach blossom bath and was scented with the intoxicating floral fragrance.

"Sister Wen, you have such a great figure. How did you grow this tall?"

Song Huaying asked with envy on her face.

Wen Zhiyun's face was slightly pink, and she said somewhat embarrassedly:

"Maybe it's natural. When I realized this, my body was already like this."

"I'm really envious. No wonder my husband is so obsessed with Sister Wen. If I were a man, I would definitely be obsessed with Sister Wen."

Song Huaying's voice was a bit flattering. After she finished speaking, she looked at Gu Xinyue who was helping Wen Zhiyun comb her hair, smiled and said, "Sister Gu, don't you agree?"

"Well, Sister Wen is very charming."

Gu Xinyue's voice was as cold as ever, but her eyes were full of envy just like Song Huaying's. She also wanted her figure to become as plump and attractive as Wen Zhiyun's.

Wen Zhiyun is shy and feels embarrassed when praised by her two younger sisters.

I didn't know how to respond for a moment, so I could only smile and say nothing.

Soon, the bath was over.

Gu Xinyue was responsible for pouring out the bath water and further decorating the bridal room, trying her best to add a festive feeling to it.

Song Huaying was responsible for putting makeup on Wen Zhiyun, dressing her up to be so beautiful that she could make the moon hide and the flowers ashamed. During the process, she did not forget to tell her about her husband's various hobbies with a blushing face and taught her how to serve her husband.

Wen Zhiyun's pretty face turned red when she heard this. She said that if anyone wanted to serve her, it should be Chen An who served her, and she would never serve Chen An, but she secretly thought to herself that she had learned something.

Song Huaying didn't know that Wen Zhiyun was just being arrogant out of habit. She thought that she really didn't have to serve her husband, but instead her husband had to serve her. She suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in her heart. She felt a little humble in this family and her status was not even one tenth of Wen Zhiyun's.

Wen Zhiyun was unaware of her sister Ying'er's slightly sensitive inferiority complex, and she kept bullying Chen An in front of her.

About half an hour later.

The wedding room has been decorated and the makeup is done.

There is no ten miles of red makeup.

There is no festive sedan chair.

What she did have was just a red robe with a slightly rough workmanship and a square and smooth red veil.

"Sister Wen, the makeup is done. Does it look good?"

"Sister Ying'er is really clever and deft. I wish I could learn even half of her."

"As long as Sister Wen is satisfied, I will go and call my husband over now, so that he can see what it means to be stunningly beautiful and what it means to be unable to stop."

"Well, please help, sister Ying'er."

Wen Zhiyun said softly, watching Song Huaying leave the bridal chamber.

Then she began to adjust her sitting posture, slightly closing her long legs, and folding her beautiful hands on her legs, like a bright red rose, quietly waiting for her husband to come and pick them.

On the other side, Chen An was coaxing his daughter to sleep in his young wife's room.

No sleeping aids were used, just coaxing techniques.

It took me almost an incense stick of time to finally coax my noisy daughter to sleep.

The daughter fell asleep with a sweet look on her face. I don’t know what she dreamed about, but she instinctively put her thumb into her mouth and sucked it from time to time. She looked so adorable that Chen An's heart melted at the sight of her.

“Crack—”

The door was opened and the young wife walked in.

She looked at Chen An and said softly, "Husband, Sister Wen has already put on her makeup and is waiting in the bridal chamber. Please go over there quickly and don't keep Sister Wen waiting for too long."

"Well, thank you for your hard work, Ying'er."

Chen An said this and glanced at his young wife's face briefly, then quickly hurried to the bridal chamber.

Stop in front of the wedding room.

I straightened my clothes a bit.

Chen An pushed open the door with great anticipation and walked in slowly.

"Yun'er, your husband is here."

"Husband..."

Wen Zhiyun's voice was a little soft.

Chen An walked over to Wen Zhiyun and sat down. He reached out and gently lifted the red veil, revealing her stunningly beautiful face.

"Does the husband like it?"

"like."

"Husband..."

Having said that, the two said no more.

Begin to understand each other more deeply and enhance the relationship between husband and wife.

…

In a blink of an eye, the whole night passed.

Chen An sat up from the bed, looking out the window at the bright sunshine, feeling a sense of satisfaction in his heart.

Just last night, he finally got everything from Wen Zhiyun.

Looking at Wen Zhiyun who was still sleeping soundly beside him.

I couldn't help but smile.

Then the thought came to me and I opened the prompt message.

This time, I gained a lot.

[Fire Spiritual Root +1] x9 [Gold Finger Proficiency +1] x8 [Emotion +1+3-1+4...]

There is a -1 mixed in with the feelings, which is very conspicuous.

Chen An felt a little guilty after seeing this.

I know I was too rude last night.

Hurt the arrogant concubine.

He shook his head and stopped thinking about it.

Chen An put away the prompt message, picked up the clothes beside him and put them on.

I plan to have breakfast in the hall.

Wen Zhiyun was awakened by his noise. She was wrapped in a thin blanket, lying on her side with her brows slightly furrowed, not daring to move.

Because it hurts when I move, and it hurts even more when I sit, I can only feel more comfortable by lying on my side.

As the pain got worse, Wen Zhiyun couldn't help but feel a little angry. She couldn't help but reach out and hit Chen An, and said with resentment in her eyes:

"It's all your fault. I haven't slept all night. I can't practice today."

"Yes, yes, it's all my husband's fault."

Chen An took advantage of the situation and reached out to tidy up Wen Zhiyun's hair. He smiled and said, "Hurry up and get up. It's already this late. If you are really sleepy, go out and have breakfast before coming back to rest."

"I'm tired and don't want to move."

Wen Zhiyun said as she picked up the bellyband beside her and threw it at Chen An's face, saying coquettishly, "You took it off for me last night, now you have to help me put it on."

"Okay, okay, I'll help you put it on."

Chen An smiled helplessly and tried his best to satisfy some of the small requests of this arrogant concubine.

After a while, I got dressed.

The two got out of bed together, left the bridal chamber, and came to the hall outside.

At this moment, Song Huaying and Gu Xinyue were already sitting at the dining table eating breakfast.

Song Huaying was feeding her daughter porridge. When she saw the two of them coming, she smiled sweetly and said good morning.

Gu Xinyue was as sensible as ever and took out porcelain bowls to serve porridge to the two of them.

"Sister Wen, we got married last night. Did you feel happy?"

Song Huaying was very gossipy and asked with a smile in front of everyone without any hesitation.

Gu Xinyue was also curious and waited silently for Wen Zhiyun to share.

Although Wen Zhiyun is old enough to be the mother of these two younger sisters, she is much more shameless than them.

When asked this question, my face turned red.

Just as she was thinking about what to say, a loud shout suddenly came from the main alley outside the house.

"All residents of Green Willow Lane, come out now, immediately, immediately!"

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PS: Putting out the bowl, asking for monthly votes and recommendation votes!

(End of this chapter)