60 Wedding Night
◎Change to a water-based pen or something...◎
Fortunately, the man didn't say anything, not even his eyes wavered, as if the sound had never reached his ears. Silently, he turned around, placed the red veil on the table, pushed the door open and left.
Chu Yufu was left alone in the huge bridal chamber, sitting on the wedding bed with her head bowed. Thinking of the embarrassment just now, she raised her hands to cover her face to cool herself down, but she forgot that her palms were already wet with sweat. When she covered her face with her hands, the rouge that she had carefully applied in the morning was smeared all over her face.
Just at this moment, Lanzhu and Yinsuo saw that their son-in-law had left and were about to push the door open to serve her. She hurriedly asked them to fetch some warm water and wash up again.
The ceremony was complete, and the subsequent social activities were the man's business. As a bride, she only needed to wait quietly in the bridal chamber according to etiquette, and did not need to see any guests. The complicated attire on her body was useless.
Sitting in front of the bronze mirror, two maids worked together to slowly take off the heavy gold and silver crown on her head, and let down the bun on top of her head. Her long, curly hair spread out on her back like a waterfall.
Lanzhu rubbed her stiff neck before helping her take off her wedding dress and change into a bright red satin nightgown embroidered with twin lotus flowers.
After thoroughly washing off the remaining makeup with clean water, revealing her originally clear and fair skin, Chu Yufu finally felt a little relieved. She smiled at the two of them and said, "This outfit is really restrictive."
Then, she touched her empty stomach and lamented, "...I'm so hungry."
According to those obscure old customs, the bride was not allowed to eat on this day. Naturally, she ignored them and secretly stuffed a few pieces of snacks into her stomach in the morning, but that was too little and she was already hungry.
Fortunately, her husband was not a pedantic and rigid person, and he had no intention of letting her go hungry on her wedding night.
Yinsuo walked forward, picked up the peanuts scattered on the bed, peeled one neatly and handed it to her: "Miss, would you like to have some of this to fill your stomach?"
Chu Yufu took it, chewed it twice, and swallowed it hastily, sighing, "It's better than nothing!"
About two cups of tea later, servants came in one after another, setting up a table full of food and a pot of cold plum wine.
The wedding banquet in the front yard was in full swing and was likely to continue until the evening. Chu Yufu was not in a hurry and beckoned the two maids to sit down and eat with her.
As maids, they had to get up earlier than their masters. Even if they had eaten breakfast seriously, they would be hungry by now. The three of them ate while chatting in low voices, happily. It was not much different from having a wedding banquet in the front yard, and it was even more comfortable and relaxed.
I don't know where the Pei family's plum wine was sourced, but it's exceptionally sweet, like a plum drink, with no burning sensation, leaving only a faint aroma. At first, I didn't feel anything special, but after a few glasses, the aftereffects began to creep in.
Seeing her daughter's cheeks flushed and her eyes somewhat dazed, a thin mist covering them, no longer clear, Lan Zhu hurriedly snatched the wine glass from her hand, stood up, opened the window and looked out at the darkening sky, reminding her, "Young lady, it's getting late. Let us help you wash and dress once more."
Chu Yufu slowly focused her gaze on her face and hummed softly, with the ending tone dragging out softly.
Yinsuo stepped forward to help her up, and said cautiously, "Are you drunk, young lady?" It would be fine to get drunk any day, but not today. How could a bride get drunk on her wedding night? If word got out, she would be laughed at!
"No." Chu Yufu shook her head, walked steadily to the copper basin stand, scooped up a handful of cold water and splashed it on her face.
She could hold her liquor quite well, so the plum wine certainly wasn't enough to make her lose her composure. It was just that the alcohol was taking its toll, and her reactions were slower than usual. Her thoughts were as slow as cotton soaked in water.
Lan Zhu called someone in to clear away the leftovers, and then helped her wash her face, rinse her mouth, and carefully wipe her body with a warm towel.
While the two were making the bed, Chu Yufu slowly walked to the bronze mirror, took out a piece of red paper, moistened it with her fingertips in clean water, and gently rubbed her plump lips twice. Her pink lips were instantly stained with a little red, like a red plum blossom in the snow, appearing a bit charming under the flickering candlelight.
As the night deepened, the mansion gradually became quiet, and lanterns were lit one after another. After everything was cleaned up, the two maids tiptoed out and closed the door.
Chu Yufu rested her head on one hand, lying on her side on the soft wedding bed. Bored, she reached out to the red string that tied the gauze curtain and fiddled with it unconsciously.
When the guests left and Pei Yue returned to the bridal chamber with a faint smell of alcohol, this was the scene that caught his eyes.
The candlelight flickered red, and a beautiful woman with a skin as white as ice and jade-like bones was lying lazily on the wedding bed in a thin red dress. Her long black hair fell on the pillow like a waterfall. She supported her face with one hand and played with the red rope with the other hand suspended in the air. The sleeves slipped from her smooth arms and fell at her elbows, revealing two arms as white as jade.
He lowered the bolt with his backhand and took a few steps closer, only then could he see that the beauty's eyes were blurred and distracted, with a moist mist around her, and the sweet aroma of wine lingering around her.
"Have you been drinking?" His voice was deeper than usual, with a barely perceptible hoarseness.
The beauty nodded slowly, her red lips slightly parted, her voice soft and erratic with alcohol: "I'm not drunk." As she spoke, she tried to prop herself up and sit up.
Looking at her trembling movements, Pei Yue couldn't help but frown slightly. He took a step forward towards the bed with his long legs, and firmly held her round shoulders with one hand, using the force to help her sit steadily.
After she sat down, he withdrew his hand, turned and walked to the copper basin, slowly washing his hands. Then he turned sideways to face the bed and began to unbutton his wedding gown. His slender fingers undid the buttons, and the bright red wedding gown was taken off and casually draped over the back of the chair, revealing a man with firm muscles and smooth lines on his upper body.
The candlelight flickered, and his tall nose cast a shadow on his face, adding a touch of depth to his handsomeness.
Chu Yufu sat on the bed with slow thinking, tilting her head, staring at the "beauty" in front of her. Suddenly, she wanted to laugh, the kind of pure, almost happy, smile that belonged to a winner.
She might have been a little tipsy, and the sight of the room filled with red silk and the handsome man stripping off his clothes piece by piece was reminiscent of the victory scene she had achieved after overcoming all obstacles in the game. And the imposing man before her was the trophy she had obtained after all her hardships.
This thought made her laugh softly, her eyebrows curved, and the corners of her eyes slightly raised, like a little fox who had stolen a favorite fruit and was licking its paws proudly.
People who practice martial arts for years are extremely sensitive to gazes, and it was difficult for Pei Yue to ignore the blazing gaze from the bedside. The girl, who had been somewhat reserved and shy in the afternoon, was now staring at him boldly, even brazenly.
Is it because of drinking?
Pei Yue's Adam's apple rolled up and down uncontrollably, and the movement of unfastening the jade belt buckle around his waist became slightly faster.
When the man took off all his clothes and walked towards her wearing only a thin pair of underwear with a sense of oppression, Chu Yufu lowered her eyes slightly, restrained her overly wanton smile, shook her heavy head, propped herself up and moved to the inside of the bed, obediently giving up her position on the outside, and slowly pronounced the words in a stringy voice, each syllable sounded like it was wrapped in honey: "My husband, you have been busy with socializing...you must be tired, go...go to sleep." As she spoke, she patted the empty space next to her.
Pei Yue sat down next to Yan, but did not lie down in a hurry. He leaned over and pressed her down with irresistible force. He pinched the beauty's delicate little chin with his fingers and gently stroked it. His hot breath with a hint of alcohol sprayed on her face: "What were you laughing at just now?"
The smell was like a wine rain in the pine forest, soaking it.
The man's eyes were the perfect peach blossom shape, with deep creases and slightly upturned corners, naturally carrying a hint of romanticism. It seemed as if the festivities of today's weddings were burning too brightly, melting the millennia-old ice in his eyes. The light, once as deep as a cold pond, had become slightly softer and thicker.
Chu Yufu said nothing, looking up at his face so close to her, smiling foolishly and shaking her head, looking at him with her pair of beautiful, watery eyes.
Pei Yue's eyes fell on the tender red lips in front of him, and thirst suddenly surged in his throat. He had obviously drunk a lot of wine during the banquet...
“Snap—”
Outside the tent, the red candle that was burning brightly made a popping sound, as if it was a signal.
He leaned forward suddenly and bit the petals.
A large, hot hand quietly reached down under the hem of her nightgown, covering her soft waist. The delicate touch made his hands even stronger, as if he wanted to embed himself inside. The other hand moved forcefully upwards, grasping both of the beauty's wrists, lifting them above her head and holding them firmly against the pillow.
With an attitude of absolute control, he slowly deepened this predatory friction.
Chu Yufu was already dizzy from the alcohol, and now that she was deprived of air, she felt dizzy and weak all over, with her mind blank, as if she was drowning.
When I was able to breathe again, I couldn't help but tilt my head and gasp for air, like a fish out of water.
But this posture just brings the delicate neck to the other person, where it is bitten and rubbed between the lips and teeth.
The clothes on her body had drooped and piled up on the edge of the bed like red petals.
Enduring an unfamiliar shudder, Chu Yufu struggled and raised her hand to pull the rope that tied the veil. She needed something to block out the light in front of her eyes...even if it was just a few layers of thin veil.
But his arm was suddenly pulled back by a big, hot hand and pressed back to its original position.
"Pull... pull up!" She gasped incoherently.
The man frowned impatiently, without raising his head, he stretched out his long arms based on his feeling, grabbed the red rope accurately, and pulled it off with force, and the red gauze poured down like water.
In the small space, the light was dim, a faint fragrance was floating in the air, and deep and shallow breathing sounds were entangled together.
The thin white arms climbed up the man's shoulders, fingertips sinking into the flesh.
Chu Yufu thought that she might be really drunk, and she thought about her previous life again.
Last Lantern Festival, she felt like the chicks sold in bamboo cages at the school gate. This time, she recalled a scene at school, packing up her stationery after class.
She took a thick water-based pen and tried to insert it into a small pen cap that didn't fit the size, and the stalemate lasted for a long time.
…
Thinking of this, she suddenly felt the hand clasped around her waist exert force downwards——
She instantly grabbed the pillow behind her head and tilted her sweaty neck back.
Damn... Is this suitable? Can I change it? Maybe a water-based pen or something...
【Author’s words】
[Spreading hands] Fu Fu: Please watch the VCR for the winner's bracket results. [Pink heart]
Oh but don't worry, the bad guys haven't gotten what they deserve yet, we haven't reached the end yet ww
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