After she finished speaking, she yawned softly, tilted her head and leaned against the edge of the bed, thinking to herself, she is such a considerate and kind girl.
The nanny said that men always care about their reputation and this kind of thing cannot be said openly.
Although she was embarrassed to listen to the details in Mammy's words at that time, she still remembered some things in her heart.
Jiang Rao was really tired. She got up earlier than the rooster in the morning, prepared her face and put on makeup, and wore the phoenix crown weighing several kilograms on her head for several hours. Although she avoided the trouble of the bridal chamber, when the evening hour came, on a normal day she would have fallen asleep long ago. She would not have been like this now, forcing herself to stay awake and talk to him.
She looked confused and sleepy, as if Rong Ting had agreed to her request and she would fall asleep immediately.
Hearing this, Rong Ting raised his eyes and looked at her.
His wedding dress was dazzling red, and the night outside the house was very dark.
The red candle burned down piece by piece, the flames dancing, illuminating Rong Ting's beautiful face, sometimes bright and sometimes dim.
He did not stop pouring wine into the gourd with the jug. Even though he did not look down at the container, his hand still stopped when the wine was almost full, and his eyes were always fixed on her.
The pupils, illuminated by the candlelight and looking somewhat red, seemed calm, but undercurrents were surging within them.
"It's not possible to change it." He said calmly.
Jiang Rao was surprised, her sleepy eyes opened a little wider, and she became a little nervous for a moment. Rong Ting had already returned to her with the wine and exchanged cups with her.
The wedding ceremony is complete.
Rong Ting's eyes curved slightly and he smiled. He gently rubbed Jiang Rao's cheeks twice with his long fingers. He did not stop her from sleeping as Jiang Rao thought. Instead, his tone was very doting and indulgent. "If you are tired, go to bed early. Just wash your face first."
So that's why I said no.
Jiang Rao raised her hand and touched her cheek. Her makeup was still on and she could see a hint of rouge on her fingertips. She nodded slightly.
Rong Ting took a wet towel and wiped off the makeup on her face bit by bit. The bride's makeup was too thick, which concealed Jiang Rao's original appearance.
Jiang Rao lowered her eyes and looked at the man who was half-kneeling in front of her. His movements were so gentle and delicate, coupled with his cautious eyes, she felt as if she were a fragile treasure.
The idea of flattering herself made Jiang Rao suddenly laugh out loud.
He seemed to be too submissive to her.
Even though she knew that he was willing to marry her, she would still worry in her heart that he was just doing it to make up for the kindness she had shown him, but seeing him like this, there was nothing to worry about.
Rong Ting put down the wet handkerchief in his hand and looked up at her, "What are you laughing at?"
"I was thinking..." Jiang Rao looked into his eyes, her almond-shaped eyes full of smiles, "You treat me so well."
Rong Ting also smiled slowly and said to her: "There will be no other person in this world who treats you as well as I do."
So she could only be his.
Jiang Rao said she was tired and wanted to rest early, so Rong Ting really let her go. He stretched out his fingers and undid Jiang Rao's wedding dress layer by layer. His eyes were still deep, but his movements did not contain any suggestive hints, but were serious and proper.
Seeing how obedient he was, Jiang Rao couldn't tell for a moment whether he was really too obedient, or... just as the nanny said, his body was damaged.
It doesn't matter which one it is. She just wants to take a good look at what his attitude towards her is. She doesn't want him to just be grateful to her. If that's the case... after marriage, she will think of ways to make him like her more.
Tomorrow, after serving tea to the emperor, I will go find a doctor to check his pulse.
She lay on the new bed, daydreaming, and took a bath in the inner room.
It took him a long time to take a bath. When he came out, Jiang Rao was already curled up in the quilt, sleeping with her eyes closed and her face facing inward.
Apparently, she fell asleep suddenly while waiting, with her head not even resting on the pillow, her cascading black hair pressed under her body, and a few peanuts and dates rolled beside her. Jiang Rao was not sleeping soundly, and her breathing was soft and light.
Until the bed lowered, she suddenly opened her eyes.
"I..." She turned around and looked at the figure sitting next to the bed, "I don't want to sleep."
There was a hint of guilt in Jiang Rao's tone.
In addition to teaching her some embarrassing things, the nanny also taught her how to obey her husband after marriage.
Wives, serve your husbands.
But he was the one who poured the wedding wine just now, and he was also the one who cleaned her face.
She thought that after he finished bathing, she would bring his underwear in, but she didn't expect that he had been in there for so long that he had already packed up and came out by himself.
Jiang Rao supported herself on the bed and sat up, moving her body down twice to get closer to him.
Only when she got so close to him did she realize how cold he was.
Normally, a person who has just come out of the shower would be hot, but his body was cool from the outside.
"You just... took a bath with cold water?"
Jiang Rao reached out and grabbed his arm, which was covered with a white shirt, and asked in disbelief.
The muscles on Rong Ting's arms became stiff for a moment. He didn't look at her, but lowered his head and uttered "hmm" in a low voice.
"Didn't you order hot water? Why use cold one instead?" Jiang Rao was completely unaware and snuggled closer to him. Her body was soft and warm, and she had no sense of propriety when she pressed against him, unable to maintain the appropriate distance.
Her skin was as soft as jade and fragrant. Rong Ting's voice was slightly tense and he said in a hoarse voice, "It's not cold."
He held her little head, picked her up, and threw her into the bed. He sighed and said in a deep voice, "Since you said you wanted to rest early, don't tease me anymore."
Jiang Rao huddled in his arms, held by his long arms and legs, listening to the strong heartbeat in his chest, her mind became active.
Stop teasing him? Can he be teased?
That seems... different from what Mammy said.
If it wasn't what Mammy said, then he could only be... too obedient to her?
The candle had been blown out, but Jiang Rao's eyes flickered in the night, and she kept looking at the vague outline of his body lying outside the bed.
If it wasn't for what Mammy said, she wouldn't mind what he did to her.
After all, you're married.
But if she asked him if she could change it, he would tell her that she couldn't.
Jiang Rao listened to Rong Ting's breathing and felt that he didn't seem to be asleep either. She moved her head and whispered in his ear, "Husband?"
The bed beneath her moved, and in the darkness her hand was grabbed by someone, and the figure lying outside her was pressed in front of her.
She couldn't see his face, but could hear his voice, which was deep and had a hint of laughter in it. "What did you call me?"
Jiang Rao obediently called him husband again, and her chest shook when she heard Rong Ting laughing.
Jiang Rao was not shy at first, but when he smiled she realized something and became much more sober.
As soon as she woke up, she suddenly remembered something and asked, "You were out for a social event just now, how come you came back so late?"
She could smell the alcohol on his body after he took a shower, but it became so faint that she could no longer smell it.
Rong Ting's smile faded, and he turned over to lie beside her, playing with her hair, and told Jiang Rao everything Liao Qiubai had told him.
After hearing this, Jiang Rao became more sober than before, "So when do you plan to go to Youzhou?"
There was no regret in her tone, but instead a hint of anticipation and excitement.
Jiang Rao stared at Princess Xiang for too long, just to find something to hold against Father-in-law Xu.
But she never got anything useful, and the disappointment in her heart accumulated too much. When she heard that they had to find out where Xu Guozhang trained his assassins, her almond eyes began to shine.
Rong Ting could see in the dark. Seeing that her eyes were brighter than when she saw him just now, he chuckled helplessly, "Niannian, do you want me to leave so much?"
He lowered his head and rested it on her neck, rubbing against her like a small animal, and asked with a disappointed tone, "Don't you miss me at all?"
Even though Jiang Rao couldn't see his face clearly, she could roughly imagine his expression at the moment. She shrank her neck back because of the itch. One of his big hands was clasped behind her head, making it impossible for her to hide away. She couldn't go anywhere.
She pursed her lips, vaguely aware of the domineering nature behind his coquettish behavior, and said softly, "Life passes slowly, and it's not just the first few days of marriage that you have to enjoy."
Naturally, she was reluctant to let him go, but if she delayed the time and alerted the enemy, making Xu Guozhang aware of their intentions, she was afraid that the gain would outweigh the loss.
Rong Ting stroked her hair intermittently and said in a light voice: "Whether we can find it in Youzhou or not, the Xu family is doomed to fail."
The power in the world is nothing more than a big net woven with tens of millions of threads. Manipulating a few of them is enough for him to plunge the Xu family into the abyss.
He already had his own plans.
Jiang Rao calmed down.
She believed what he said. Just like he would eventually be able to hold power in his hands with or without her help.
She never thought that she had the ability to change the fate of others. She just took advantage of the opportunity of knowing what would happen next to him so that he could heal his legs, suffer less, and get everything he deserved sooner.
"Just don't delay your own business just to take care of me."
Jiang Rao gave him one last instruction and closed her eyes, about to fall asleep. However, this time he would not listen to her and would not let her go to sleep until she told him that she would not be willing to let him go. Jiang Rao had no choice but to tell him what he wanted to hear. When she fell asleep, she dreamed of a furry little animal rubbing against her.
After she fell asleep, Rong Ting was still awake.
He always slept little, and he looked at her quietly, with many things in his eyes.
The sound of gongs and drums during the day became quieter, the night was deep and quiet, and he gradually became lost in thought as he looked at her lying beside him.
It seemed as if it wasn't just these few years that I met her, but rather that an extremely long few decades had passed.
He had been asking for a moment like today for many years and had been waiting for many years.
He didn't know where this intuition came from. He just watched the little girl in his arms move closer to him in her sleep, and his eyes became darker and darker.
Even though she had come to him, whether according to secular etiquette or his own thoughts, she was already his and could only be his, but he inexplicably fell into extreme panic and sorrow.
There is no ecstasy, just sorrow.
What would happen to him if she couldn't lean on him without any guard like she was now?
He stretched out his hand, pulled Jiang Rao's hand towards him, and put it into his lapel.
This was the only person in the world he wanted to touch, and he would not let go, regardless of whether she would come towards him or not.
She liked kindness, so he was kind; she liked purity, so he was pure. Even on their wedding night, he listened to her and did nothing. Even though he had seen her body thoroughly when he undressed her just now and was so angry that even buckets of cold water could not quench his rage, he could still restrain the evil in his heart. She never needed to know what kind of person he really was.
…
The next day, Jiang Rao woke up neither too late nor too early. When she opened her eyes, she thought she was not married yet. She subconsciously asked the maid to help her wash and dress. As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw a chest in front of her.
The skin is as white as jade and the muscles are thin and tough.
This body was so different from hers that her fingers curled slightly as she looked at it. She had the urge to touch it and compare it. It was only after her fingers curled that she realized where her hands were.
Her hands had already been inserted into his clothes.
Jiang Rao had no idea when this happened and she pulled her hand back in fright, only to have her wrist suddenly grabbed by someone.
Jiang Rao raised her head and saw that Rong Ting had woken up without her knowing and had opened his eyes. She was speechless for a moment and stared blankly at the person in front of her with smiling eyes as curved as peach blossoms, "When did you wake up?"
“Just now.”
Rong Ting held her hand and continued to place it on his chest. His clothes were slightly open, his black hair was like a weave, and he supported his face with one hand. He glanced at her with a smile, and called out "Niannian" with a faint smile.
"You can touch it if you want."
"I am yours now."
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