Oh dear, I'm thinking of Brother Zu again.
Her pretty face flushed, and she hurriedly picked up the towel that the maids had just prepared nearby, wet it, and gently wiped Chu Youzhao's cheeks and wrists.
As she wiped, her heart suddenly started pounding, and she reached out to help her brother Chu undress.
However, the moment his fingers touched the other person's belt, he recoiled as if he had been electrocuted.
"How can I, a young lady, be so shameless? What if Brother Chu wakes up tomorrow and finds out I'm being so forward and doesn't like me?" Murong Qinghe bit her lip lightly, feeling anxious and uncertain.
In the end, she gave up the idea of helping Chu Youzhao undress, extinguished the red candles in the room, and lay down on the bed fully clothed.
The girl's shyness prevented her from getting too close to the other person, even though he was already her husband.
Her mind was racing; she was nervous, excited, and shy all at the same time, and she thought she might stay awake all night.
For some reason, as she smelled the sweet fragrance emanating from the incense burner that symbolizes fertility, she felt her body gradually relax and drifted off to sleep without realizing it.
After a while, Chu Youzhao, who had been fast asleep due to drunkenness, suddenly opened her eyes and looked at the girl next to her. Her already delicate face appeared exceptionally beautiful against the backdrop of her bright wedding dress.
Her expression was incredibly complicated, and she finally sighed softly, "Qinghe, we must be together forever."
She got up and extinguished all the remaining candles in the room until it was pitch black. Only then did she come to Murong Qinghe's side, hesitate for a moment, and then slightly loosened her wedding dress.
Throughout the entire process, her heart was in her throat, and she was extremely nervous.
Midway through, Murong Qinghe seemed to realize something, letting out a muffled moan and involuntarily twisting his body, which startled Chu Youzhao.
Fortunately, she did not wake up in the end. Chu Youzhao couldn't help but look at the slightly burning incense burner by the bedside and thought to herself, "Luckily, my mother prepared this."
Although she had taken some medicine to clear her mind beforehand and deliberately held her breath, when Qinghe checked her condition, she still inhaled some sweet fragrance in order not to give herself away.
She felt a slight heat rising in her body. She bit her lip, took a deep look at Murong Qinghe beside her, and then lay down next to her again.
Then, his hand groped for a hidden button against the wall.
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