The candlelight flickered as Jiang Zhili sat beside the bed, the veil on her head still unopened...
Song Yi stood aside, wearing a bright red wedding dress, with a rare gentleness between his eyebrows. His deep black eyes had long since turned into a pool of tenderness as he stared at the woman sitting beside the bed.
The nanny beside her smiled and handed the wedding scale to Song Yi: "Please lift the veil, Third Prince."
Song Yi took the wedding scale and glanced at the nanny.
"Stand back."
The nanny's smile remained unchanged as she instructed, "After the veil is lifted, the Third Prince must remember to drink the wedding wine with the Imperial Concubine."
After saying that, he hunched his body and retreated.
Only Jiang Zhili and Song Yi were left in the hall. It was completely silent, with only the jumping red candles sounding unusually excited.
Song Yi took a deep breath and used the wedding scale to lift up the bright red veil...
The girl is pretty, charming and charming.
Jiang Zhili is beautiful on ordinary days, but not as beautiful as she is tonight.
When Song Yi thought that the girl’s wedding gown was for him to wear, his heart was filled with excitement.
He finally married her!
The veil fell, and Jiang Zhili looked at the man in front of her through the phoenix crown.
Their eyes met, and the temperature in the hall seemed to rise a little, becoming a little dry.
"Zhizhi," the man's voice was hoarse.
Jiang Zhili's red lips beneath the pearl necklace were stained with a smile: "Husband."
This intimate name went straight into Song Yi's heart. His heart softened and he wanted to hold the girl in front of him in his arms.
Song Yi suppressed his excitement. The night was still long, so there was no need to rush...
"Is the phoenix crown heavy?" he asked.
Jiang Zhili twisted her stiff neck and said, "It's important, but not as important as the thought I gave you to take care of my husband."
Song Yi's breathing was slightly choked, and his dark gaze pressed towards the girl. He raised his big hand and took off the phoenix crown on the girl's head.
"Can Zhizhi drink?"
Without the pearl necklace on the phoenix crown blocking her view, Jiang Zhili's stunning face was even more eye-catching than the candlelight.
She looked straight into Song Yi's eyes, revealing a hint of seduction: "I don't drink, but I can still drink this wedding wine, but I need your cooperation."
After saying that, she stood up and took the wine glass from Song Yi's hand and drank it. The sake had a smell of alcohol and a hint of sweetness. It was slightly spicy in her mouth, and had a hint of sweetness.
Jiang Zhili raised his hand and pressed Song Yi's shoulders, letting him sit on the edge of the bed.
Red lips come closer...
The sweet fragrance, wrapped in a hint of sweetness, spread between the two of them.
Song Yi felt that this feeling was better than the dream and made him more excited.
After swallowing the sake, Jiang Zhili tried to push him away, but the man hugged her even tighter.
"The wine given by the young lady is very sweet..."
She heard the man's vague voice, as if it was in the sky, yet still in her ears.
The big red wedding candles flickered, the red wedding quilt was crumpled into a ball, and the curtains beside the bed swayed and fell, like surging waves, or trickling streams...
The red candle burned out, and the water in the hall roared several times. Jiang Zhili's voice became a little hoarse. It was not until dawn that she was able to catch her breath and fell into a deep sleep.
Song Yi held the girl in his arms and was reluctant to close his eyes. His black eyes depicted the girl's delicate features over and over again.
Only tonight did he realize that the feeling in his original dream was not even one ten-thousandth of what he felt now.
Although he was happy in the dream, Zhizhi in the dream was an illusion, his imagination, and a secret wish in his heart, which was far less satisfying than the intimacy in reality.
Jiang Zhili woke up again, and she was still in the man's arms. Fortunately, it was winter now, so the two of them didn't feel too hot hugging each other.
She moved her body slightly, her thighs felt sore and weak, and her waist was very tired, which was several times more uncomfortable than in her dream.
Last night, Song Yi was like a hungry wolf that had eaten meat. Adding to that, she used the magic pill, and she didn't have a chance to breathe the entire night.
Later, her voice became hoarse and the man stopped. Just when she thought it was over, he went to pour tea. Before she could even swallow the sweet tea, the hungry wolf started to move tirelessly again, like a perpetual motion machine.
At this time, Duoduo's little voice rang out: {The mission items have been collected, and now the next stage begins.}
Jiang Zhili asked in his mind: "Duoduo, how many babies are there this time?"
Every time Duoduo said this, it meant that she was going to be pregnant.
Duoduo: {Sister Zhizhi, I detected that you are having a baby this time. Do you want to add more or choose the gender?}
Jiang Zhili thought for a moment and said, "No need."
Just go with the flow. Anyway, there are no requirements for quantity or gender for this mission.
Duoduo didn't say anything, and Jiang Zhili turned his attention to the man.
His eyebrows were sharp, his lips were tightly pursed, and even when he was asleep, he exuded a faint coldness that made people feel intimidated.
Jiang Zhili raised her hand, hooked the sleeping man's neck, and placed her lips on him...
The next moment, the man's big hands tightened and hugged her tired body tightly.
"Zhizhi is very energetic and seems tireless," Song Yi's voice was hoarse as if he had just woken up.
Jiang Zhili's body stiffened, and he said repeatedly, "I'm very tired. I worked really hard last night. I need to rest."
She can't come.
But how could this hungry wolf, having tasted meat, let go of the fat meat in its mouth?
Song Yi's coldness faded, and he spoke humbly, "Miss, I have hidden weapons. Please confiscate them yourself."
Jiang Zhili's mind moved, and he immediately became alert: "As a horse slave, you dare to hide weapons? You must be severely punished."
After saying that, she went to look for the weapon! In return, Song Yi made an even more humble plea.
"Miss, please have mercy on me."
Jiang Zhili was a little excited. She dragged her tired body, found the horse slave's weapon, and then gave him a light punishment before completely defeating him.
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