Thinking of the person hiding under the bed, Shen Zhilan felt as if she was being roasted on a fire. She held her forehead with her hand and stammered, "Look at Mo... General Mo, he doesn't look like that kind of person."
Shen Zhilan's original intention was to say a few good words for the petty-minded Mo Qianyu to avoid being resentful.
Unexpectedly, it had the opposite effect.
When sisters are together, it is inevitable that they will say some private things.
Zhao Fendie was a straightforward person, so she said what she wanted to say: "Zhilan, it's human nature for men and women to have a good relationship. It has nothing to do with character. I heard that for an inexperienced man, the first time, it only takes a few breaths for him to ejaculate."
If you encounter such a situation, don't rush to make a conclusion, but give it a few chances first.
After saying this, Zhao Fendie looked at Jiang Yuzhu, as if seeking confirmation.
Jiang Yuzhu was embarrassed. She was clearly trying to teach Shen Zhilan, but the topic had gone off track!
"Fendie, it's getting late. Let's finish early so that my cousin can rest early."
After Jiang Yuzhu's reminder, Zhao Fendie began to fiddle with the little doll that Shen brought as a dowry.
"Zhilan, it's actually pretty easy to just muddle through the wedding night. It doesn't matter if you know nothing about it. I heard that men are usually self-taught. Leave it to General Mo to lead."
Back to the point, Zhao Fendie covered her face and said, "If it hurts, just kick him off the bed."
Jiang Yuzhu rubbed her face, feeling an inexplicable toothache.
After receiving the task assigned by Shen, Jiang Yuzhu mentioned it to Zhao Fendie. At that time, Zhao Fendie was full of bold words and took on too much responsibility. She boasted about it for half an hour, but ended up failing at the critical moment.
It makes no difference whether you say it or not.
I sat there for a long time without saying anything to the point.
Jiang Yuzhu had no choice but to open the pornographic palace, and took out a wooden stick to point at the men and women in various postures, speaking obscene words.
Mo Qianyu seemed to know a big secret, and couldn't help but think wildly: Xie Zhao usually looks abstinent and never mentions women, but I didn't expect that he is so proficient in it behind the scenes!
On the contrary, Mo Qianyu himself was similar to what Zhao Fendie had found out, he was still a pure blank slate!
After the teaching was finally over, Jiang Yuzhu was exhausted. Fatigue gradually came over her, spreading from her chest to her whole body.
After leaving the guest house, Jiang Yuzhu's steps were weak and she couldn't take a step forward even if she tried her best.
Zhao Fendie was about to help, but someone was quicker than her.
A shadow flashed by, and Xie Zhao had already picked up Jiang Yuzhu and disappeared into the courtyard.
This was not the first time Zhao Fendie had seen this, so she calmly went to the guest room, leaving Mo Qianyu staring blankly after her.
"General Mo, my master asks you to return home."
In the corner, two men in black appeared silently.
Mo Qianyu looked around and shook his head, "I want to see Brother Xie. I have something to ask for your advice."
What if Shen Zhilan looks down on me on my wedding night tomorrow night?
If a man's first time is really short, won't he be laughed at?
A man's face is more important than anything else, so Mo Qianyu must seek help from Xie Zhao, who is "proficient in sex".
Two men in black held Mo Qianyu on the left and right, with expressionless faces.
When they reached the courtyard wall, the two of them worked together in tacit understanding, throwing Mo Qianyu into the air and throwing him out.
Mo Qianyu only felt the scenery before him suddenly change. When he stood in the back street, he said in disbelief: "Is this young master being chased out?"
The tenth day of the seventh lunar month is an auspicious day and a sunny day.
Before daybreak, the servants of the Xie Mansion had already gotten up, and rustling sounds were heard in the courtyard.
Jiang Yuzhu slept well all night. When she woke up, she was holding the feather duster in her arms again. This time, she just twitched her eyes and was very calm.
Hongli brought in warm water and did not explain any more. The master and servant understood each other tacitly.
"Madam, my cousin has already dressed up and is waiting for General Mo to come and pick her up."
Hongli wrung out the water from the handkerchief and Jiang Yuzhu took it to wash her face.
After washing and dressing, a burst of firecrackers was heard in front of the mansion gate.
"The auspicious time has arrived, the bride is getting into the sedan chair!"
Shen Zhilan was wearing a bright red wedding dress and was carried out by Xie Xuan.
According to the customs of the Da Qi Dynasty, the bride does not touch the ground when walking from her boudoir to the sedan chair.
Although time was tight and they couldn't afford a grand ceremony, the Mo family still invited a band that could play musical instruments and gongs and drums.
Mo Qianyu came to pick up the bride in high spirits, but when he saw Jiang Yuzhu and Zhao Fendie, his eyes avoided.
Zhao Fendie's eyes were as sharp as torches, and she gossiped confidently, "Yuzhu, it seems that General Mo didn't sleep well last night."
Jiang Yuzhu asked suspiciously, "How did you tell that?"
Zhao Fendie couldn't help but feel proud. She noticed a detail: "Young General Mo clenched his fists nervously. He hates men who wear makeup, but he applied a layer himself. The paint under his eyes was not evenly applied, probably to cover dark circles. Besides that, there are bloodshot under his eyes."
The two sisters gathered together and followed the wedding procession out.
As the sedan chair entered the main street, it came face to face with another procession playing funeral music not far away.
The two collided and both sides quickly slowed down.
"Sir, the clash of red and white is unlucky!"
The servant was stunned and panicked.
In the capital, people don’t meet each other during happy occasions or funerals.
Before arranging a marriage, one must calculate the auspicious time.
The Mo family had already informed their family in advance about their wedding, so if they encountered a funeral procession at this time, it was very likely that they were looking for trouble.
The funeral procession showed no intention of retreating and continued to move forward after a brief pause.
Mo Qianyu was so angry that his face was shaking. According to the rules, the dead are the most important. He had no choice but to avoid it.
"The originally designed route needs to be changed."
Mo Qianyu took a look at the map of the capital's streets. Since he couldn't walk through the main street, he had to go around the back street of the mansion to avoid the funeral first.
The bridesmaid was also very upset, but there was nothing she could do: "Then you have to calculate the time so as not to miss the auspicious time for the wedding ceremony."
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