At this time, Zhao Rong, who was behind the screen, didn't know that he was changing into his groom's clothes.

On the other side of the room, in the bridal chamber, the two childhood sweethearts were also changing clothes.

But the wedding dress is better than his,

Much simpler.

The groom's suit is indeed difficult to wear. Zhao Rong didn't really pay attention to it when he wore it for the first time.

But true.

At this age, in the wealthy families of the dynasty at the foot of the mountain, most people's marriages are arranged by their parents and matchmakers, and they get married without any clear plans.

The family members take care of everything, and the boys and girls only need to be responsible for the bridal chamber.

The same was true of Zhao Rong at the beginning.

But he even messed up the wedding night.

As for his impression of the wedding ceremony at the Duke's Mansion, the only thing he had left was his most profound memory of the wedding night when he lifted the red veil and "met Qingjun for the first time".

So now, when Zhao Rong put on the wedding dress for the second time, he found that it was still quite troublesome.

There was a flurry of activity.

I also put my sleeves on incorrectly once.

Well, actually it’s mainly because I was a little impatient…

"Qian'er seems to have not been driven away yet. Is Qingjun going to... No way."

Zhao Rong pondered secretly.

After he put on his groom's suit and a red headband to protect him from sword spirits, he bent over to look in the bronze mirror, dipped his hands in clean water, and patted his face.

"Come on, Zhao Ziyu, it's not right to train an army for a thousand days, it should be to review the film a thousand times, just wait for today!"

After he finished speaking, he turned around and prepared to go back, but then stopped.

Turned back again.

He jumped up and down on the spot to stretch his muscles.

He also took seven deep breaths in a row.

Well, why seven times?

Well, because tonight it's going to be at least seven times.

"Hey, goblins, what kind of scenes has this Great Sage not seen? Why don't you two little goblins surrender obediently!" The man muttered, trying not to laugh.

Immediately leave the screen.

He returned to the marriage bed.

"Wait a minute!"

As if she had discovered that he had returned, Qingjun's urgent and hurried voice came from the direction of the wedding bed.

Zhao Rong discovered that as she spoke, the beaded curtains on both sides of the wedding bed seemed to be quickly lowered, and the scenery inside could not be seen for a moment.

He gradually stopped and asked, "Madam, what's the matter?"

"You..." Behind the curtain, Concubine Zhao Ling's voice paused, and then whispered: "Blow out the lights first."

"Mmmm." Xiao Qian'er made a few muffled sounds as if in response, and it sounded like her head was buried in the quilt again.

"good."

Zhao Rong nodded without thinking, turned around and blew out the only lamp in the room.

The room fell into darkness.

But in fact, there is not much difference for monks.

Zhao Rong walked briskly to the wedding bed with the curtains drawn.

"Hey, I'm coming up."

He reminded them very politely, but without waiting for their consent, he quickly kicked off his shoes, got on the bed, and went into the fiery red curtains.

"Uh, what are you doing under the quilt?"

Looking at the bulging big red mandarin duck quilt, Zhao Rong reached out and lifted the quilt up completely.

"don't want!"

“Ugh!!”

The young lady and the maid cried out in shame at the same time, but it was too late, or there was nothing they could do to stop what was happening.

The truth has been revealed to Zhao Rong.

“…”

Zhao Rong raised his hand tremblingly and touched his nose.

He felt like his nose was about to bleed.

This scene...he had never seen it before.

“……”The young lady and the maid.

"You...you guys, wait...wait a minute." Tonight's groom widened his eyes and stammered, "Am I...wearing too much, you...you guys..."

Among the three people in the wedding, he was the one who was "out of place".

because,

He is the only one without a bellyband or underwear... Wait, it seems like his bottom is open-crotch...

"You...you...you...shut up! Don't look, go away, get down..."

This was the voice of Concubine Zhao Ling, trembling as she bit her lips.

"Bad guy, don't talk...don't look at it, return the quilt to me quickly, don't look at it, the lady asked me to wear it..."

This is Xiao Qian'er's voice, sobbing with her hands covering her face.

Zhao Rong looked dazed, but his eyes were not dull at all.

Staring straight.

Now without the cover of the bright red quilt, most of the spring scenery was exposed to his eyes.

"You guys..." he said.

The two girls buried their heads desperately, their ears were so red that they looked like they were about to bleed.

Because what they are wearing is indeed... a little too bold.

"...You guys..." Zhao Rong stuttered, staring blankly for a long time before squeezing out a sentence: "Don't catch a cold so late at night."

“……” Concubine Zhao Ling.

“……”Xiao Qianer.

You were silent for a long time and that's all you came up with?

The two girls' faces became even hotter.

Zhao Rong, who was kneeling on the bed, suddenly leaned forward.

Zhao Lingfei and Xiao Qian'er shrank back into the bed almost at the same time.

The bed curtains outside shook three times.

They looked like two frightened white rabbits.

“Ahem.”

Zhao Rong stopped what he was doing immediately and quickly waved at them, indicating that everything was fine.

Then he raised his sleeve and wiped his nose sloppily.

He withdrew his eyes from the scenery in front of him, looked down at his cuffs, and found that he was looking at nothing.

The cuffs of the groom's suit are also red, so you can't tell anything.

"I shouldn't be ashamed...night vision kills people."

Zhao Rong muttered softly and swallowed the little saliva in his dry mouth.

Then, he was lying sideways, but he couldn't help but glance at the two "white rabbits", one big and one small, curled up in the depths of the marriage bed.

Plop—plop—!

The bed board was shaken again by two snow-white buttocks, one big and one small.

Those two big white rabbits... no, it was the two young ladies and the maid who were frightened by a big bad wolf that seemed harmless.

As if in a chain reaction, they all kicked their feet and retreated.

Even though their tones were more arrogant than each other when they talked privately in the boudoir before, they were still innocent girls after all. They were afraid, shy and... looking forward to the new game that their childhood sweetheart was going to play with them.

"Brother Rong'er, what...what are you going to do now..." Xiao Qian'er trembled and said, "How about...how about we chat for a while first."

Zhao Rong looked down at the wedding bed, worried about its ability to withstand heavy impact.

He suddenly straightened up, facing Zhao Lingfei and Xiao Qian'er, who were curled up with their legs bent and knees hugged to cover themselves. Without answering the latter's question, he said seriously:

"Um, do you have any water? I...I'm a little thirsty."

After a pause, he actually explained very seriously: "I'm really thirsty. I haven't had any water since dinner."

Concubine Zhao Ling raised her head slightly from her knees, glanced at her husband with a sincere expression, and nodded: "Oh... yes."

She hasn't read that many books, so she doesn't have any wrong ideas at all.

She flipped her white hands, took out a water bag from the Sumeru object and was about to hand it to him.

But the little girl next to her had a different reaction. Her already big peach blossom eyes widened even wider. "Drink...drink water!?"

Because in a class not long ago, Mr. Zhao asked her for water to drink, and the little girl was deeply impressed. Later in class, she was almost out of water, but Mr. Zhao continued to ask for more, snatching water from students, showing no teacher ethics at all.

At that time and moment, it was just like this moment.

As if she was in the classroom of 'Mr. Zhao and his biggest ruler' again, the 'good student' Xiao Qian'er cried and begged for mercy: "Rong'er...Mr. Zhao! Wuuuu, it was the young lady who forced me to wear it, not me. Really...if you want to teach her a lesson, teach her first!"

Zhao Lingfei: “……???”

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