The morning sunlight filtered gently through layers of sheer fabric.
The chirping of magpies echoed outside the door, and the early summer breeze, still carrying a hint of coolness, blew in through the window, causing the bed curtains to sway slightly.
Perhaps disturbed by the playful breeze, Song Lingxi's long, thick eyelashes trembled, and a soft "ooh~" escaped from her rosy lips.
Xie Changling slept soundly, perhaps because his soul had found its home and he no longer suffered from nightmares as often as before.
Or perhaps, it was because of his chronic illness that he was exhausted last night?
When Song Lingxi woke up, it was already broad daylight, probably past the hour of Mao (5-7 AM), and should be around the hour of Chen (7-9 AM).
Song Lingxi slowly opened her sleepy eyes, and all she could see was red. For a moment, she didn't realize where she was.
She propped herself up and sat up, feeling sore all over, especially in her lower back. Only then did she realize that she had returned to her wedding day and remarried the eldest young master.
Song Lingxi rubbed her waist with her soft, white hands. Suddenly, a large hand covered her small hand and helped her rub her waist.
Song Lingxi turned around and met Xie Changling's smiling peach blossom eyes, which were filled with infinite tenderness.
In an instant, Song Lingxi's snow-white neck turned completely red from top to bottom, a rosy blush that looked incredibly alluring.
Xie Changling was already irritable in the morning, and this provocation was sure to escalate things further. The man indeed had an idea, his eyes darkening, and his Adam's apple bobbing up and down.
"It's time to get up. I still need to serve tea to Madam and the Prime Minister at Chenshi (7-9 AM)."
Song Lingxi spoke softly, her voice still slightly hoarse, but she had already stood up, supporting her waist.
"It is time to pay my respects to Father and Mother. In that case, I shall rise as well."
Xie Changling smiled and nodded, quickly reaching out to support Song Lingxi, who was about to fall to the ground.
Are you alright?
Xie Changling frowned, his handsome eyes filled with worry, then he realized what he had done and felt a pang of guilt: "It's my fault. I didn't consider that it was your first time yesterday, especially in the bathtub—"
"Don't say it." Song Lingxi raised her hand to cover Xie Changling's lips. How could he say such lewd words in broad daylight? Didn't he know any shame?
"My lord, be careful what you say!"
Song Lingxi's beautiful eyes were filled with affection as she glared at Xie Changling. That glance, filled with both shyness and anger, was captivating and only fueled Xie Changling's anger.
"Then shall I apologize to Xi'er?"
Xie Changling coaxed her patiently. He was a gentle and refined young master, and now, facing his beloved, he couldn't bear to say a single harsh word.
"No need, I should go and wash up."
Song Lingxi also felt that she had been too bold just now. The husband is the head of the household, how could she glare at her husband? She must have been half asleep.
So she quickly changed the subject, trying to clear her head; she couldn't keep losing her temper like this.
"How well I have served my daughter is all I can do to atone for my sins."
Xie Changling felt that Song Lingxi was being too formal. It was normal for couples to have a little temper, but considering that Lingxi was new to the country, it was good to be cautious.
Xie Changling thought that there was plenty of time in the future, and if he did more thorough work, Xi'er would eventually become more unrestrained. He should raise her to be more innocent and lively, which would make him happy.
After Xie Changling finished speaking, without giving Song Lingxi a chance to refute, he took her hand and personally helped her get dressed.
Once everything was dressed up, all that remained were the complicated headdresses and makeup, which Xie Changling didn't know how to do either. He simply called in a maid: "You, come and serve the young mistress."
"Pfft—"
Seeing Xie Changling's slightly red ears and somewhat embarrassed expression, Song Lingxi couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"Does Xi'er think her husband is not serving her well?"
Xie Changling moved closer to Song Lingxi's lips, and the two were almost touching. Their breaths could be clearly heard between them. Song Lingxi immediately held her breath, and a blush quickly flashed across her face.
"Husband, stop fooling around, the maid is still here."
Song Lingxi placed her hands against Xie Changling's chest, stopping him from getting any closer. After all, if they continued, they would be getting intimate in front of the maids.
"You!"
Seeing that Song Lingxi was really shy, if he continued to tease her, he might really provoke her, and then it wouldn't be good if she wouldn't allow him to go to bed with her.
Xie Changling smiled and tapped Song Lingxi's little nose before letting go of her.
Sure enough, the moment he let go, Song Lingxi breathed a long sigh of relief, as if she were celebrating, and a smile flashed in Xie Changling's eyes.
While Song Lingxi was being served by her maids, Xie Changling went around to the other side of the screen, where a servant was already waiting.
The servant's name was Liu Zhuang, the son of Steward Liu of the Prime Minister's residence. He had been with the eldest young master since childhood, and was named Liu Zhuang in the hope that the eldest young master would become strong.
“Young Master, you and Young Madam are a perfect match, a match made in heaven. I think you are also very satisfied with Young Madam.”
As Liu Zhuang helped Xie Changling dress, wash, and put on his hat, his hands moved swiftly while he muttered to himself.
"Stop talking nonsense, but is it really that obvious?" Xie Changling glanced at him, then couldn't help but ask again. He didn't think he had shown it at all.
"Young Master, if I may be so bold, you've been smiling the whole time. It's clear that you truly love the Young Madam."
Liu Zhuang nodded slightly as he spoke, and then, as if afraid Xie Changling wouldn't see him, he nodded again as if to confirm.
"Indeed, we should be more polite to the young mistress in the future."
Xie Changling did not deny it. He said this so that Liu Zhuang could spread his attitude and prevent anyone from arguing with Song Lingxi.
"I understand." Liu Zhuang nodded shrewdly, knowing what he should do.
When Xie Changling came out dressed, Song Lingxi was not yet ready. The maid was styling her hair, and as the bride's hair was being styled, the hickeys on her snowy neck were revealed.
"Young Madam, there's a mark on the back of your neck. Shall I cover it up for you?" The maid first consulted Song Lingxi's opinion before making her own decision.
"Hmm, cover it up with pink powder."
As soon as Song Lingxi finished speaking, she saw Xie Changling looking at her with a smile through the bronze mirror. It seemed that he had been there for a while.
"Husband?"
Song Lingxi smiled and turned around. Her almond-shaped eyes were clear and innocent, sparkling brightly. With makeup on, she was even more charming and beautiful, with a touch more spirit, making her even more captivating.
"You're beautiful." Xie Changling made no attempt to hide his admiration for her, nor did he hold back his praise. After she finished getting ready, he smiled and took Song Lingxi's hand, and they walked hand in hand.
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