She was pleasantly surprised, "They're all my favorite pastries."
Lu Yao said, "My brother-in-law asked me to bring this. He's so good to my sister!"
Lu Qiqi pinched the tip of her nose, "Changing your address so quickly?"
Lu Yao felt uncomfortable and turned her head away, saying, "My brother-in-law gave each of us a hundred taels of silver to change our address."
Upon hearing this, Lu Qiqi gasped.
Wow, that's a big spender!
As night approached, the noisy sounds outside finally subsided.
Lu Qiqi sat in the bridal chamber, enjoying the Manchu Han Imperial Feast arranged by Song Yanqing.
Qingdai looked very anxious; if she hadn't taken a heart-saving pill, she would have fainted from fright sooner or later.
Song Yanqing entered the bridal chamber, and Qingdai withdrew.
Lu Qiqi put down her chopsticks, took a sip of the sweet lychee wine, and complained, "Why did you only give me a small sip of wine?"
If it weren't for the fact that they had to drink nuptial wine at their wedding, Song Yanqing wouldn't want her to touch a drop of alcohol.
After Song Yanqing sat down next to Lu Qiqi, she noticed that he didn't smell of alcohol at all; in fact, he had a refreshing soapy scent.
You didn't drink alcohol? And you even took a shower?
Before she could figure out how Song Yanqing had managed to avoid being forced to drink, she was suddenly lifted up by the waist, startling her so much that she almost cried out.
Fortunately, Song Yanqing had amazing strength and held her steadily in his arms.
Lu Qiqi reflexively punched his chest, glaring at him with her big, round eyes, "What are you doing!"
Song Yanqing leaned close to her left ear and whispered, "My wife, a moment of passion on the night of love is worth a thousand pieces of gold."
After saying that, Song Yanqing carried her quickly to the wedding bed and shook the uncomfortable things off the bed with one hand.
The 'May you have a son soon' to fall to the ground, making a crisp sound.
She was gently placed on the bed by Song Yanqing as if she were a precious treasure.
His forehead rested against hers, and they could feel each other's breath.
Song Yanqing said in a hoarse voice, "Qiqi, my feelings for you."
The stars remain unchanged, eternally existing!
Lu Qiqi's ears burned slightly as she faced her beloved's vow, "May we grow old together, our hair turning black and white."
The red curtains slowly fell to the ground, and the wedding dress was gradually peeled off.
Red candles flickered, and shadows intertwined.
It rises and falls, endlessly.
—The End.
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