"It's not our wedding night yet..." Su Zhiruan leaned close to his ear and whispered softly.

Fu Huaichu grabbed her slender wrist with his big hand. She looked particularly white and thin against the bright red wedding dress. He half-leaned on her, even his voice became heavier, his eyes were deep, "Ruan Ruan, are you okay now?"

It has come to this.

Only then did Su Zhiruan realize that this wedding dress had restricted her movements from the very beginning.

Fu Huaichu lifted up her skirt with just two simple movements.

His somewhat hot hands climbed up along the calf step by step.

…

The noise outside was still there. The drunk uncles and aunts started singing and playing finger-guessing games, gathering together to enjoy the long-lost excitement.

The women talked about gossip together, each with a smile on their face. They helped to clear the food on the table and called their men back to wake them up and come over to help.

The wedding in Sujia Village is not that complicated. It is enough to have a meal together in front of everyone. Everyone thinks it is normal for the newlyweds to be eager to enter the bridal chamber.

Newly married couples will naturally be impatient, and as people who have been through this, they understand it very well.

At this time, in Su Zhiruan's room.

It was daytime, and Su Zhiruan was still a little worried about whether the elders from the village would come in suddenly, so she was very nervous.

The consequence of being nervous was that Fu Huaichu felt like he was about to ascend to heaven.

He was the crown prince, but for many years he had always felt that women were misleading. In addition, he was busy with government affairs and had little interest in them, nor did he have much time. Therefore, he had no interest in either the daughters of wealthy families or the beauties from ordinary families.

Even his father, the emperor, and his mother began to get anxious. Young masters of aristocratic families would have maids to teach them about such things starting at the age of fourteen, and some would even become fathers at the age of fourteen or fifteen. However, Fu Huai was only twenty years old, with no women around him and no children, and there were many rumors in the capital.

But right now, as he looked at Su Zhiruan, whose fair, soft body and tearful eyes, the feeling of pity in his heart suddenly rose. In the end, he even began to lose his mind a little. She tasted so good that he could never forget her.

An hour later.

Su Zhiruan slowly closed her clothes. At this moment, she felt a little sore in her waist and back. In ancient times, the dress would be completely untied as long as the straps were pulled.

The bright red wedding dress she was wearing had now completely turned into a mattress beneath her.

"Why is it dark now?" She sat up and looked outside. The sky had turned completely dark and there was not even a hint of light.

The noise and bustle before the game started had now all calmed down.

She was too tired just now, and her mind was blank, so she let Fu Huaichu do whatever he wanted, so she didn't notice the change in the sky at all.

Fu Huaichu picked up some snacks from the table, put them next to her mouth, and motioned her to open her mouth and eat them. "Ruan Ruan, eat some snacks. You should be out of energy now."

"Do you have strength?" Su Zhiruan blinked and looked at him. She bit a soft snack in his hand and didn't react. But when she saw Fu Huaichu's dark eyes, she immediately understood what she had just said. She immediately smiled flatteringly, raised her head, and looked at Fu Huaichu with wet eyes, "I don't have strength anymore."

Fu Huaichu naturally knew how much effort he had used just now. She must be tired at this time, so it would be better to let her have a good rest for a while.

"It's getting dark, let's go to bed first," Fu Huaichu pulled back the quilt, got in and hugged Su Zhiruan tightly, "We'll talk about other things tomorrow."

"Okay." Su Zhiruan nodded.

Although she was very tired, Su Zhiruan was quite satisfied with the progress.

Now, a month and a half has passed since she brought Fu Huaichu back. In another half a month, he will have to return to the palace. It will be hard to say whether he can complete the task by then.

She was so tired that after a while of daydreaming, she soon fell into a deep sleep.

But when he heard her shallow, regular breathing, Fu Huaichu woke up instead. He got up and took out a small box from the cabinet.

After opening it, there was a lily hairpin inside.

The whole body is clear and lustrous, and it will be hard to forget it after just one look.

The top of the lily of the valley is carved with small blooming flowers, with exquisite workmanship.

He took out the jade hairpin and gestured at Su Zhiruan's head, feeling a sense of satisfaction and anticipation in his heart.

If she saw the jade hairpin tomorrow, would she be surprised to call him husband? How would he answer then? Fu Huaichu smiled and put the jade hairpin back.

* the next day.

When Su Zhiruan woke up, it was already noon.

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She moved her neck and still felt a little sore.

"Husband, are you there?" She yawned and wanted to call Fu Huaichu.

Fu Huaichu happened to push the door open at this moment. On the tray in his hand were two bowls of steaming dumplings. Su Zhiruan could smell the fragrance as soon as he entered the door.

"Ruan Ruan, I cooked dumplings. Get up and eat some." Fu Huaichu handed the clothes to her and put the bowl of dumplings on the wooden table.

Su Zhiruan put on his clothes, sat on the stool, picked up the chopsticks, and held the bowl of dumplings, feeling deeply moved.

On the first day she came into this world, she brought Fu Huaichu back and fabricated the image of the fictitious Su Erniu for him.

But now, he, the prince, would actually cook for her personally and take care of her.

"Delicious." She took a bite; it was steaming hot and tasted great.

"Eat more if you like it," Fu Huaichu stood up and took out a long box from the cabinet. He sat next to Su Zhiruan with an expectant look in his eyes, "Ruanruan, this is for you, open it and take a look."

Su Zhiruan put down the bowl and chopsticks and took the small box. When the box was opened, an ivory-white jade hairpin appeared in front of them. The hairpin was simple but very beautiful, with small blooming flowers at the end. It felt good to hold in the hand. "Thank you, husband! I like it very much."

Fu Huaichu's expectation was answered. He could feel the spring water surging in his chest, and his heart was filled with joy. He took the hairpin and took the initiative to say, "I'll tie your hair for you."

There was no bronze mirror in the original owner's room, so Su Zhiruan couldn't see anything clearly and could only let Fu Huaichu braid her hair.

This was the first time Fu Huaichu braided a woman's hair. He tried his best to follow Su Zhiruan's original hairstyle. At the last step, he adorned her bun with a jade hairpin and the job was done.

Su Zhiruan reached back and touched her hair, then nodded with satisfaction, "Brother Erniu, is this your first time braiding a woman's hair?"

"Well, you're the first one," Fu Huaichu sat next to her and looked at the satisfied look on her face, "If you like it, we'll do it many times later."

"Okay." Su Zhiruan smiled and took his hand, interlocking their fingers. (End of this chapter)