Chapter 402: The Night is Too Short, Priceless
The layout of the bridal chamber is extremely ingenious. A pair of dragon and phoenix candles are dancing, casting candle shadows on the red silk curtains, sometimes intertwining, sometimes stretching.
The floor was covered with a thick carpet of mandarin ducks playing in the water, and all four walls were covered with big red wedding characters.
There was a gilded mirror on the dressing table, and the mirror reflected the wedding bed next to it. The curtains were made of fine Suzhou embroidery, embroidered with lotus flowers and lovebirds, and the pearl tassels hanging from the four corners swayed gently.
Two sandalwood incense burners were burning in the corner, interweaving with the fragrance of the albizzia flowers in the air, making people feel warm and itchy.
The maids in the princess's mansion were all dressed in red and green, their faces full of joy.
Seeing Xiao Nanyan carrying Xiyan in, the maid in charge stepped forward with a smile and bowed:
"Congratulations, Your Highness, on your marriage to the Princess. It's truly a match made in heaven!"
Several other people also said a few festive words.
Xiao Nanyan's brows relaxed, but he just nodded faintly:
"Thank you all."
He gently placed Xiyan on the wedding bed covered with a mandarin duck quilt, his eyes swept across the festive atmosphere of the room, and his tone slowed down:
"Go down and claim your reward!"
Several bridesmaids looked at each other and smiled with their hands covering their lips. They could not believe that the handsome groom in front of them was so anxious.
But they were sensible and bowed before leaving the bridal chamber.
The door clicked shut, and the bridal chamber suddenly fell into silence, with only the subtle crackling of the burning red candles as the sound remained.
Even though Xiao Nanyue was very powerful and capable on the battlefield, this was his first time being a groom.
At this moment, facing the bride sitting on the couch, he suddenly felt a little bit at a loss.
Standing there in silence for a long time, Xiao Nanyue's eyes were always on Xiyan. The figure was slender and quiet, but it made his heart beat irregularly.
He calmed himself down, turned around and walked to the table, picked up the jade ruyi from the tray, and slowly approached Xiyan.
Under the red veil, Xiyan's slender hands were clasped on her knees, her knuckles turning white, and she was obviously a little embarrassed.
Xiao Nanyan looked at the slightly trembling fingertips, his Adam's apple moved, and he called out softly:
“Yan Yan…”
Then, Yu Ruyi gently lifted a corner of the red veil.
As the pearl strings slid, the veil was slowly lifted, revealing Xiyan's peerless face with red makeup reflecting the snow.
The warm light of the dragon and phoenix candles fell on her face, making her skin look even more crystal clear like jade. The blush on her eyebrows and eyes was brighter than rouge, making her look more gentle than her usual cold self, and more naive than the heroic spirit on the battlefield.
Xiao Nanyue was stunned for a moment, and the jade ruyi in his hand almost fell to the ground.
He always knew that Xiyan was beautiful, but he was used to seeing her with a cold look of gazing and frowning, or with a heroic look of standing with a sword in hand. How could he have ever seen her so radiant?
As the candlelight flickered, her eyes moved, as if covered with a layer of mist, which made him intoxicated. Everything around him seemed to become a blurred background, and only this breathtaking red makeup remained in his eyes.
Xiyan looked at the man in front of her. Today, he was wearing a bright red wedding suit. The sharp edges between his eyebrows seemed to be smoothed out by the festive color. The candlelight cast a soft outline on his profile. He had a high nose bridge, clear lip lines, and a pair of affectionate eyes. He was clearly a handsome man.
But when she looked at him like this, there was no trace of romance in her heart.
This marriage was ultimately a last resort.
Even though the love in his eyes was so strong that it could not be melted, even though he had laid out a long wedding dress and used mountains and rivers as a betrothal gift for her, the scar in her heart caused by past entanglements still hurt.
The resentment accumulated over the past nine years is still there.
It was like a thin thorn stuck there, preventing her from indulging in the shadows of the dragon and phoenix candles.
After many twists and turns, she actually became his legally married wife, which was something she could never have expected.
She lowered her eyelashes to avoid his burning gaze, and her fingertips gently brushed across the embroidery of her wedding dress. There was an indescribable complexity hidden in her silence.
Xiao Nanyan brought over the wedding wine. The clear wine in the glass cup swayed slightly in the candlelight.
He handed Xi Yan a cup, his tone more sincere than ever before:
"Yanyan, drink this wedding wine, and you will be my, Xiao Nanyan's, only wife."
Xiyan looked at the wine in the glass, resentment still boiling in her heart, but she had already put on her makeup, the wedding ceremony was over, and the world was informed.
Since she had already accepted the gamble and agreed to the marriage, there was no reason for her to turn back.
After hesitating for a moment, the two men finally took turns drinking the wine in each other's hands.
When Xiao Nanyue saw her drink it, he immediately placed their wine glasses on the table beside them. Without waiting for Xiyan's reaction, he reached out and pulled her tightly into his arms.
His arms were tightly around her, as if he wanted to rub her into his bones and blood. His voice was filled with a sigh that even he couldn't make out:
"Yan Yan, do you know that over the past few years, I have been deeply in love with you, but unfortunately, I was confused and didn't realize my feelings until now."
He lowered his head, gently nuzzling her hair with the tip of his nose, his words filled with regret:
"I was so cold and distant to you in the past. I was foolish and shouldn't have done that. I remember all the injustices I've caused you. For the rest of my life, I will make amends with kindness a hundred times over."
His lips gently touched her forehead:
"This prince will love you well, Aiyin'er, and will never let you suffer any injustice again."
As he spoke, he raised his hand and took off the heavy phoenix crown on her head. His hot lips brushed across her smooth forehead, gently rolled over her brow bone, slid across the tip of her nose, and finally stopped at her delicate and tempting red lips.
Just now, his words were tender and sincere, and he was confessing his true feelings. But this kiss was irresistibly aggressive. His tongue pried open her teeth and then swept over her with unstoppable force, robbing her of all her breath.
Xiyan felt her whole body was as stiff as ice. The alienation and defensiveness of the past instantly built a high wall. She subconsciously raised her hand to push him away. Her slender hand rested on his solid chest, but it felt like hitting a solid wall. She could not resist his increasingly tight embrace.
The red candle flickered, casting the shadows of the mandarin ducks on the curtain. His kiss became deeper and deeper, carrying a desire that had been suppressed for a year, burning her lips until they were numb, and she couldn't push him away no matter what.
Tears from the dragon and phoenix candles dripped slowly, and the only sounds in the bridal chamber were the intertwined breathing of the two and the sound of clothes being torn to the ground.
When the two of them met in Chicheng, he rested his forehead against hers, his eyes filled with surging emotions, and his voice was hoarse:
"Yanyan, I miss you so much, and I endure so much pain..."
The night of spring is too short to be worth anything.
During the long night, Xiao Nanyan was sometimes a ferocious wolf, sometimes a gentle leopard, as if he wanted to make up for a year of repression and forbearance bit by bit...
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