Chapter 68 The Wedding Night
Xie Qi lowered his head, the alcohol making his ear tips blush slightly.
The inner garment is made of the finest gauze, which is not only delicate and soft, but also cool to the touch, making it very refreshing to wear close to the skin in the summer.
The outer garment is elegantly colored, with subtle patterns embroidered on the cuffs and lapels. At first glance, it appears ordinary, but in reality, it possesses a refined beauty.
It's obvious at a glance that it was made with care.
Xie Qi lightly touched the fabric with her fingertips and carefully examined the embroidery on it, but made no other move.
Shen Yuanzhu said, "Try it on and see if it fits."
After a long while, as if he had gone through a lot of struggle, Xie Qi finally took off his wedding robe and put on an outer garment.
Shen Yuanzhu was a little dizzy from choking on the nuptial wine and didn't see the dark look on Xie Qi's face. It wasn't until he looked down and saw that the clothes fit him well that his expression softened.
He was much taller than Xie Xuchuan, and judging from the length, it was clearly not made for Xie Xuchuan.
Feeling a strange sense of joy, Xie Qi reached out and touched the hem of his clothes.
This was the first time since he was born that someone had made clothes for him by hand.
He alone.
His clothes and boots were all hand-me-downs from Xie Xuchuan, but he was much taller than Xie Xuchuan, and he really...repulsed by those clothes with short sleeves and short collars.
For some reason, Xie Qi felt a little strange at this moment.
"I really like it, thank you for your hard work."
The tips of her ears, tinged with the effects of alcohol, flushed an even deeper crimson.
Shen Yuanzhu's gaze lingered on him, and she felt satisfied.
Unexpectedly, Xie Qi and Xie Jingyuan were similar in build.
After taking off his clothes, Xie Qi put them into the camphor wood box with mixed feelings.
The red candles flickered, the wine was intoxicating, and as Xie Qi took off his clothes, Shen Yuanzhu looked up and asked, "Are you going to consummate your marriage?"
Ms. Luo had explained the wedding process to her, and she knew it all.
Shen Yuanzhu stood up and casually untied her wedding dress.
As her wedding dress was removed, revealing the red gauze inner garment, a fleeting blush crossed her face. After only a moment's hesitation, she raised her hand to untie the red rope knot at her neck.
Her snow-white, rounded shoulders, contrasting beautifully with her bright red mandarin duck undergarment, almost made Xie Qi's eyes dazzle.
"you……"
Pointing at the Shenyuan Pearl, Xie Qi couldn't come up with a solution even after a long while.
Shen Yuanzhu looked at him, not understanding what was there to be coy about.
She just wanted to finish the wedding ceremony as quickly as possible, as she still needed to serve tea to Xie San Niang and the others tomorrow.
She has married into the Xie family, and the Xie family will definitely ask about the ownership of her spouse's farming and weaving charts and dyeing manuals.
Although Xie Qi is the eldest son, Xie Xuchuan is still above him, so how to give him the farming and weaving charts and dyeing manuals is still up for discussion. More importantly, she will not easily tolerate Hua Nanzhi's deception in marriage.
Even if she doesn't care who she marries.
Tomorrow will be busy, so I need to rest early today.
Shen Yuanzhu took a step forward, about to say something, but saw Xie Qi take a few steps back with a cold expression.
"After a busy day, you should rest first. I'll go to sleep on the tatami."
After pulling a pair of mandarin duck pillows and a soft blanket from the bed, Xie Qi turned and went to the narrow couch used for resting in the room.
The couch was narrow and low, and he was tall, so it looked very uncomfortable for him to be curled up on it. Shen Yuanzhu frowned slightly, and instantly sobered up a bit.
It turns out he also disliked that she was engaged to Xie Xuchuan.
Shen Yuanzhu blinked, turned around, and crawled into the bright red mandarin duck quilt.
So what if she dislikes it? She doesn't care anyway.
If her husband can generate income for Xiecuifang, then he is useful; if not, then it doesn't matter whether he exists or not.
She raised her hand to rub her neck, which was sore from wearing a head full of gold hairpins all day, and then fell into a deep sleep in the blink of an eye.
She slept soundly, unaware that someone else was huddled on the small couch, wrapped tightly in a soft blanket, not daring to make the slightest move.
The pounding of a heartbeat reached my ears, the sound like thunder crashing against the small couch.
Xie Qi frowned deeply, rubbing his burning ear tips with a gloomy expression...
I wonder who prepared today's wine; it's far too strong!
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